Bandit Shi Xianyu

Shi Yuanchen stayed up all night.He didn't know why.

He tried to report the news of the phone call to Ba Bu, but the other party only told him that he knew it, and there was no follow-up.

This is not to blame for Babu, they are so busy, the big fish are running to death, the Bai family is on the verge of collapse, the predators want to protect themselves, and the Bai family sinks, it will not be easy for everyone, so everyone is trying to intervene.

So Pei Cangyu is simply too unimportant.

But Shi Yuanchen didn't think so.

He went to Babu in the morning, and everyone was busy. The police officer he knew chatted with him for a while, and asked him, "Then where do you think this guy surnamed Bei went?"

Shi Yuanchen corrected him: "Pei, his surname is Pei."

The police officer sighed tiredly. He was too busy, so he corrected himself: "Pei, this guy named Pei, where do you think he went?"

"I don't know." Shi Yuanchen replied honestly, "So I wonder if Babu should also go to him."

The police officer laughed angrily: "Looking for him? We don't even know who he is."

Shi Yuanchen brought the information and handed it to the police officer.

The police officer really didn't want to read it, it was purely for Shi Yuanchen's sake, he flipped through it: "It's about this kid, so what." He handed it back to Shi Yuanchen.

"The police put him undercover and let him go back when he could leave. Now that he's missing, shouldn't we go find him?"

"Wait a minute." The police officer raised his hand to interrupt him, "Who asked him to be an undercover agent?"

Shi Yuanchen sighed: "Tu Ziyun. He may not have reported it, but this is not the problem now..."

"Then go find Tu Ziyun." The police officer raised his voice, but quickly realized that he was impolite, and suppressed it again, "We can't go find someone who doesn't know who it is, and we can add it as soon as we say it. ah."

Shi Yuanchen didn't bother: "Where's Tu Ziyun?"

"Not awake yet." The police officer shook his head, "I guess Xuan, he had a head injury before."

"Where's Fei Zuohua?"

"Going home for the funeral, Fei Qisheng, you know, his father."

Shi Yuanchen was speechless.

The police officer stood up, drank the coffee on the table in one gulp, and rubbed his painful temples: "I want to help you too. I really don't have time now, please go back."

Shi Yuanchen stood up and nodded: "Thanks for your hard work."

Holding the stranger's information, he didn't know what to do, so he simply put it away, hoping that the police would deal with it when they were free.

Just thinking about it, a week passed.

Shi Yuanchen didn't want to pay attention to this matter, but he couldn't sleep well recently.

One night in a dream, he suddenly heard "I'm dying..." ringing clearly in his ears, which made him wake up suddenly and sat up, and took off the blindfold.The voice in the dream was extremely realistic, and even breathing seemed to be blowing the wind around the neck, which had a creepy feeling.

Abandoned city is an individual name. It has a city number and is not used very much.There are many poor people there, and Shi Yuanchen worked in an orphanage there for a while.He still remembers the day he went in.It was a bright day, and the orphanage was very small, just a few bungalows. The one he went to had a desk lamp covered in black mud, emitting a very faint yellow light. The room was short and small, with two beds side by side. , There were two bowls of cold rice porridge on the cabinet, and the rice grains were pitifully scarce. The nurse was a Christian, and she chose to take on this seldom-paid job out of her faith, but she was busy praying, and her staff were not diligent.Two children, one was as thin as a mangy dog, the other had no legs, and the legs were sealed with ugly scars, as if young limbs would grow out if they were not sealed, Shi Yuanchen saw the shrinking scar like a chrysanthemum at a glance mouth, so that he has never been able to forget it.Then there was the sound. The thin child was lying on the bed and humming aimlessly, making an extremely old and decaying sound, like a stomachache or a headache, whining endlessly without stopping.The other was screaming, screaming aimlessly, and nothing could stop him, his eyes beckoned the owner was mentally ill, so that explained the screaming, but he kept screaming, It’s not clear whether it’s out of pain or dissatisfaction, he screamed loudly, screaming at everyone, in the cramped room, like a child being slaughtered, like a ghost asking for his life, mixed with anguish beyond age, one by one screaming.

Shi Yuanchen went out without staying for long, and smoked his first cigarette in his life amidst the screams from far away.

After that, the experience was much smoother. It's not that the children healed miraculously and embraced life, but that Shi Yuanchen gradually understood the truth of life - through the suffering of others.This is normal, Maugham explained that suffering does not make people more noble, but makes people more humble, it makes people selfish, insignificant, narrow-minded, jealous, it attracts people's attention to small things, it does not make people transcend Man himself makes him less than a real man.In short, man learns obedience from the suffering of others.

Shi Yuanchen had an epiphany.He appreciates life, but there is not much he can do. He has met more similar people, so he understands that there is not much the government can do.To stop the screaming, you need enough meals, you need a warm shelter, you need a lot of care, you need unconditional love, you need a future to work hard, you need a warm nest to fall, so many adults who walk freely, In fact, he didn't stop screaming, let alone this child, his only expression was to scream.

Soon Shi Yuanchen returned to his life. He established an account for long-term donations and participated in further government support for related projects. He was considered to be involved in it. He should be touched and satisfied, at least in the eyes of his colleagues and in the evaluation of the outside world. , he has responsibility and great love, but only he himself remembers those screams, his help is like a long arm, and he can never touch their hair. The reason why he understands is because he knows how difficult those needs are. Satisfied, but there is so little that can be given, the gap is difficult to fill, Shi Yuanchen turned his head, no longer look at it, no longer talk about it.

Shi Yuanchen could comfort himself that those voices were not directed at him, but the phone call was indeed for him. If that child died anywhere, he would be the last to hear his voice.

Shi Yuanchen lived in the nightmare for a few days, but he didn't feel better.

This day he decided to go to Pei Cangyu's school.

The teacher sighed when he heard the news, he immediately called the police, because he was an adult, the police didn't take it too seriously, but they agreed to issue a missing persons alarm, the teacher showed Shi Yuanchen the bulletin board on his phone , and then he is going to class.

Shi Yuanchen bid farewell to the teacher, and passed Pei Cangyu's class on the way downstairs, the students were studying with their heads down, the teacher was giving lectures hard, Pei Cangyu's seat was empty, the boy in the front seat turned over from sleep, sat up yawning, He turned his head and put a box of soy milk on Pei Cangyu's table.

Shi Yuanchen went to Pei Cangyu's house, and it was the first time he saw such a terribly burned home.

Shi Yuanchen found a group photo in the ashes. Pei Cangyu was burnt to the point where only half of his face was left, but he was smiling happily with his white teeth showing, and he was holding an old man's shoulders. Not bad.He was watching here. Someone from the community asked if he was a friend of Pei Cangyu. Some documents had to be signed by Pei Cangyu. Regarding the issue of compensation, the insurance company judged that the fire was arson.

Shi Yuanchen came out from there, stood on the side of the street for a while, and went to the place where his friend was teaching.

Qin Nanmu is his senior, and he has a good relationship. He can be regarded as the senior Shi Yuanchen has always admired. He is 42 years old, and he is a bachelor like him. He has no desire to get married and prefers a single life. Happiness comes first.

Shi Yuanchen didn't need to say hello when he went, he went directly to the university, went to Qin Nanmu's office, but no one was there, he looked at the schedule on the table, and went straight to the classroom.

Qin Nanmu is in the class starting at 16:25, and today is the third lecture on group psychology.Qin Nanmu is rather uninhibited, wearing flip flops, cropped pants, white shirt, a little hunchback, wearing a perennial gray overcoat, and wearing heavy glasses. It looks a bit sloppy, but the voice is very young, loves and is good at lecturing, has no airs, and mixes with the students.

Shi Yuanchen entered through the back door. This was a big class, so he chose the last seat.

Qin Nanmu was asking, "Have you read the book list in the last class?"

There was a lot of mourning from below, and the bold shouted too much directly.

Qin Nanmu laughed: "I don't think it's too much for my undergraduate degree. Anyway, I don't fall in love."

There was booing from below.

Qin Nanmu pressed his hands: "Give it another three days, and the report will be handed over to the class representative. Today we will talk about the next lecture." He bent down to open the PPT, and stopped after showing the first page.

"Ask a question before the lecture." Qin Nanmu walked out from behind the podium holding the remote control, and walked to a place where everyone could see his whole body, "Be serious."

It's quiet below.

"How many people feel that it's okay for them to disappear completely?"

Someone shouted below: "Define 'disappear', teacher."

"Disappear here refers to being erased, no one remembers you, and you leave completely." Qin Nanmu looked around the classroom with a smile, "You don't want to trace the reason, as if it never existed. Who can accept such a thing?" It happened to me, raise your hand and let me see."

After a while, more than a dozen people were raised.

Qin Nanmu counted: "A little more than I thought."

Then he paused, and the classroom followed him into silence, so quiet that even breathing could be heard.

Qin Nanmu said, "Okay, let's start the lecture."

There was some discussion among the students, and Qin Nanmu laughed: "What's the matter, isn't it okay to just disappear? Do you still want me to ask why you have such an idea? I thought you didn't care."

The students were quiet again.

A student raised his hand, Qin Nanmu looked at him, motioning for him to speak.

"Does the teacher think that our raising our hands is also a sign of greed for attention?"

Qin Nanmu spread his hands: "I didn't ask, I don't know, but I don't want to discuss it anymore. After all, when you choose to disappear, there is no need to explain. Trying to leave traces is the opposite of choosing 'disappear', are contradictory."

There is some dissatisfaction among the students.

Qin Nanmu smiled reassuringly: "However, disappearing is only a theoretical issue. Everyone thinks, after you disappear, how many people have to be filtered to leave no trace." He raised his hand, "I have counted, I may It is 35 people. These 35 people will quickly realize my disappearance, and without them, I can disappear without a trace. After that, I will calculate again, if this time it is only a long-term issue for my disappearance There may be seven people who made substantial moves. Do you think this number is too many?"

None of the students answered.

Qin Nanmu changed the subject: "I heard that some students in the next door opened an account on the Internet, what kind of bot, send a screenshot of the professional knowledge they have learned, is there no one among my students who wants to try it? What if it becomes popular? Woolen cloth."

The students laughed a few times, and one raised his hand: "I mean, can you post the first one?"

Qin Nanmu pointed at him: "Of course. Gou Fugui."

A student raised his hand: "But the environment for debates on the Internet is not good."

Qin Nanmu nodded: "It's possible, especially your major, it's even more judgmental and accusatory when you post it. Just imagine a poem, which can attract left/right/right/facts to feel that it is for themselves, and the connotation is very enjoyable. It seems that the coded classification of mental illness will only make everyone happier."

The students laughed happily, and the student just now raised his hand again: "Teacher, I created an account, what do you want to post first?"

"So fast?!"

Not only Qin Nanmu, but the students also turned to look at him, and the boy shrugged.

"Then," Qin Nanmu thought for a while, "Combined with our lesson today. John Donne, 'No man is an island'."

The boy frowned: "Isn't it the content of a professional class? Teacher, this is poetry."

Qin Nanmu nodded: "Well, I think poetry is more important than code sheets for us, and it's important for us to keep our hearts soft."

The boy didn't seem to be convinced, but he typed up according to the teacher's words, and the teacher called his name: "Although you are very efficient, you have to go to class next, and you have to put your phone away."

The boy laughed, threw the phone into the desk pocket, and listened to the class with his arms folded.

***

Shi Yuanchen didn't move until the get out of class was over, Qin Nanmu came to him after seeing off the last student: "Looking for me for dinner?"

Shi Yuanchen stood up: "Not all of them, let's talk as we walk."

In a small restaurant they used to go to when they were in school, they ordered the beer they used to drink when they were young.

"So what are you going to do?" Qin Nanmu asked Shi Yuanchen after listening to the process.

Shi Yuanchen shook his head: "I don't know. I can't do much."

Qin Nanmu thought for a while: "How about Baichen?"

"Under investigation."

Qin Nanmu was very serious: "I am willing to help you, if you want to find him, but I still think it would be better to have the help of the police, they have resources."

"It's not that easy. The police are very busy. Whether it's Pei Cangyu's business or my wish, it's not a big deal."

The two fell silent together.

Shi Yuanchen was stunned for a moment, Qin Nanmu looked at him: "What's wrong?"

"Having a policeman . . . might be possible."

***

When Shi Yuanchen found Fei Zuohua, Fei Zuohua was sitting in front of Tu Ziyun's hospital bed, curled up on a small chair, staring at the person on the bed decadently.

"Aren't you awake yet?" Shi Yuanchen asked knowingly, as an opening remark.

Fei Zuohua, who didn't notice the person coming until he opened his mouth, was startled, turned to look at Shi Yuanchen, frowning, as if he didn't remember.

"My name is Shi Yuanchen." He held out his hand.

Fei Zuohua didn't stand up, but shook hands casually: "Is there something wrong?"

Shi Yuanchen looked at him, this young man who fell two heroes and seniors in one night, his face was bruised, his beard protruded, his eyes were bulging like bubbles, his voice was hoarse, he looked like he hadn't changed his clothes for many days, his arms With a black "sacrifice" card, I heard that my father has not been buried yet.

"About the matter of chasing Baishi." Shi Yuanchen tried to raise it, watching Fei Zuohua's face become even uglier.

"I think Pei Cangyu is probably still with Baishi. I hope to bring classmate Pei Cangyu back. If he has died unfortunately, then I hope to bring back his body."

Fei Zuohua's face froze for a while, and he stood up. He moved so violently that he turned over the stool and shook it. Shi Yuanchen stretched out his hand to support him. Fei Zuohua seemed to have just remembered that there was such a person: " Yes, yes...Pei Cangyu...how is he?..."

Shi Yuanchen licked his lips, a little embarrassed for him.

Fei Zuohua figured it out, he turned his head to stare at Tu Ziyun, then at Shi Yuanchen: "Why did you intervene?"

Shi Yuanchen has a lot to say, but he can’t say a single word now. His various epiphanies and nightmares are limited to himself, and there is no transmission of synaesthesia. His emotions and experiences are even more personal. Speaking of it, it was a bit hypocritical to say it, and he couldn't say it.

So he said that last call, and explained, "I think this is what I should do."

Fei Zuohua was silent for a while, the seriousness and melancholy of his predecessors accumulated on his young brows, he was quite different from before, he was much heavier.

He raised his head and looked at Shi Yuanchen: "I see, I will apply for the first team, you follow me."

Shi Yuanchen nodded.

"We'll catch Shiraishi."

Shi Yuanchen reminded him: "Find Pei Cangyu."

"...We will catch Baishi and find Pei Cangyu."