traces of all things

The provincial capital of province A, at ten o'clock on Monday morning.

The rush hour in the morning has passed, and the area where the migrant population gathers near the edge of the provincial capital has gradually returned to tranquility.

This street is the only way for many people to go to work in the city. There are many breakfast shops on both sides of the road. At this moment, the breakfast shop has finished the busiest business of the day and is cleaning up the countertops and food residues. Prepare for the market opening at noon.

The owner and chef of "Xiangxiang Noodle Restaurant" carried a whole bag of kitchen waste to the trash can outside, followed by his big yellow dog Wangcai.

There are few people on the back of the street corner here, and there is only one big trash can. On weekdays, except for the restaurants on the roadside, almost no one comes here to throw trash.

However, this trash can is very lively today.

There were about four or five wild dogs wandering nearby as if they were having a party, gathered around the trash can, and they dragged a lot of garbage out of the trash can, plastic bags, leftovers, cloth bags, all kinds of dirty things The rubbish scattered all over the place is unsightly.

A few wild dogs were happily huddled beside a black travel bag, biting something inside.

The big yellow dog Wangcai suddenly smelled something, barked twice excitedly, and trotted all the way happily, as if he wanted to join the picnic of this group of friends.

"Hey! Rhubarb, come back to me!" The chef showed disgust on his face, he threw away the garbage in his hand, and rushed to drive Rhubarb away from the pile of wild dogs: "It's too short for you to eat. What's the matter? Why do you dare to put such a mess in your mouth!"

The chef was tall and strong, and he scared away a bunch of wild dogs that had gathered together with two bangs.

Looking at the rubbish scattered all over the place, the chef is also a little worried at this time. It would be too embarrassing not to clean it up, but if he is asked to clean it up, there are still a lot of things to do in the kitchen, and the stinky fish is rotten. Shrimp, taste too disgusting.

"Forget it, wait for the cleaner to come tomorrow." He said to himself, kicking the black travel bag blocking the way to the side of the road.

"Ouch!"

Unexpectedly, the bag was unexpectedly heavy. The chef felt a pain in his toes, and then saw the contents of the bag slowly slide out, which looked like a large piece of pork.

"Wang!"

Rhubarb wagged his tail and let out a cry, and rushed towards the travel bag happily.

The chef at the side had no intention of stopping at this time. After seeing clearly what it was, his face turned pale, he took two trembling steps back and sat down on the ground, then rolled and crawled again. He sprang up from the ground and ran towards the exit at the other end.

"Help! Dead people ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

**

the next day.

Earlier than yesterday, in the old city center of the provincial capital, at dawn, a man quietly appeared downstairs of a residential building.

It was still early at this moment, and even the people who set up the breakfast stall hadn't gotten up yet.During this period of time, it is really a strange thing for a young man to appear on the street.

He looked young, tall and thin, wearing a simple beige turtleneck sweater, a windbreaker, and a fisherman's hat that didn't match his outfit.

However, in recent years, some young people who like hip-hop style like to wear it like this, and the early risers who occasionally pass by on the road are not surprised, thinking that this is another little brother who is addicted to SWAG character design and cannot extricate himself.

He stood still at the intersection for a while, then without the slightest hesitation, he spotted a small road and turned in.

As he walked, he took out his hands from the windbreaker pockets, wearing a pair of leather gloves that didn't fit the season.

Building No. [-], Unit [-].

Rui Chengye slightly wrinkled his nose that was a little red from the cold in the autumn wind. He groped in his pocket for a while, took out a wire-like thing, stuffed it into the unit door, fiddled lightly twice, and the door closed. It slid open smoothly as if there was no lock.

He dodged in, landed and went upstairs silently, and quickly found his destination.

There were several small advertisements stuck in the crack of the door of the small apartment, red, pink and green. Rui Chengye took out a small white square from his coat pocket, which looked like it was folded out of paper, and bent down to look through the door. Tucked in.

The old wooden door made a rustling sound, and after stuffing the whole thing in, he got up and glanced at the word "blessing" pasted on the door of the apartment, hesitated for a while, stretched out his hand as if to knock, but pointed The knot stopped a second before it hit the door panel.

"Ho."

A chuckle came from the quiet corridor.

The slender fingers in black leather gloves flicked the pile of leaflets stuffed by the door, Rui Chengye tilted his head, frowned and said to himself: "Are you on a business trip?"

Then he hesitated at the door for a while, and lit a cigarette.

The soot was scattered and he crushed it away with the sole of his shoe.

One after another, the morning light gradually came in from the windows in the corridor, and there were already slight sounds downstairs, people selling breakfast, walking the dog, and people doing Tai Chi would soon come out for activities.

time to go.A voice in his mind said.

The front door remained silent.

After the last bit of soot fell, Rui Chengye sighed deeply, turned around and glanced at the closed door in front of him, with a mocking expression on his face: "What are you thinking?"

He bent down, carefully picked up every cigarette butt that fell on the ground, and then sighed inaudibly, and walked down the stairs.

**

A high-rise apartment in the provincial capital.

"Today's air index is good, suitable for outdoor sports..."

Listening to the weather forecast on the TV, Qin Han changed his mind a second before going out, changed his shirt and trousers, put them in a bag, changed into a light suit, put on running shoes, and decided to Run to work.

He lived not far from the procuratorate. If he took a shortcut by running, he could get there in about 15 minutes. He passed an old-fashioned residential area in the middle, and there were many traffic lights here. He also gradually slowed down his pace.

Another red light.

While waiting for the red light, he knelt down and tied his shoelaces, but when he got up, he saw an extremely familiar figure at the end of the crosswalk across the road.

Tall, thin, with long arms and long legs, wearing a windbreaker... How do you look at it, how does it look like an old road?

At this moment, the man raised his head to look at the traffic lights in front of him, and half of his baby's face hidden under a fisherman's hat was revealed.

Hey, isn't this Lu Zheng?

Qin Han was pleasantly surprised for a moment. He waved his hands to the opposite side of the road, and jumped twice. He clasped his hands into a trumpet shape and shouted across the road, "Hey! Old Road! Lu Zheng!"

The person opposite seemed to hear his voice and turned his head in his direction.

Qin Han waved his hand: "Here!"

The man obviously saw him, but suddenly his expression changed, and he hurriedly turned around and left.

"Ah?" Qin Han rubbed his eyes in disbelief, feeling a hundred thousand points of damage: "What's going on? Ignore me?"

It's a pity that the light is still red, cars are coming and going, and a large truck passes in front of him. When the sight in front of him returns to its original state again, the figure in the windbreaker has long since disappeared.

The more I think about it, the more strange it becomes.Finally, Qin Han couldn't help but took out the phone from his pocket and pressed a button.

**

At this time, Lu Zheng and Tang Shaoyuan had just come out of their parents' cemetery, and the atmosphere between them was a little delicate.

Just now when Tang Shaoyuan knelt down in the cemetery, he completely knelt out all Lu Zheng's wild thoughts in the past few months. He felt that he should say something now, but the words kept getting stuck at the edge of his mouth. .

Tang Shaoyuan lowered his head by himself, with no expression on his face, but his heart was already overwhelmed. Thinking of his impulsive action just now, he felt uneasy and excited at the same time, and couldn't hold back a word for a while.

The two of them remained silent, silently walking along the mountain road.

"Ring Ling Ling..."

A cell phone ringing broke the silence.

Lu Zheng coughed, took out his phone, and found the word "Qin Han" jumping on the screen.

"Huh? Strange." Lu Zheng said to himself, "Why did you suddenly call me early in the morning?"

Tang Shaoyuan on the side glanced furtively at the screen of his mobile phone, and when he heard this, his whole body became alert and his spikes stood up.

What is "how to call early in the morning"?

Isn't it strange to call at night?

Let's just say that Qin Han has a problem!snort!There is so much to talk about for a big man!Sticky, is it over?

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis, and he didn't care about being nervous anymore. He slid to Lu Zheng's side like a puppy protecting his food, and stared at the bag in his hand with the eyes of a rival in love. cell phone.

Seeing his strange expression, Lu Zheng didn't think much about it. He patted his back comfortingly and picked up the phone: "Hello, Qin Han?"

Qin Han's voice was a bit noisy, as if he was not making a call indoors, and he was panting slightly: "Old Lu, were you on Yilan Road just now? I just greeted you across the road, your face Why is it so smelly? It scared me."

Yilan Road?Lu Zheng thought about it for a while, and it seemed to be a two-way lane near the Provincial Procuratorate.

"No, I'm not in province A now." Lu Zheng explained, "I'm working in Jiang province."

Qin Han's voice sounded a bit puzzled: "Could it be that I read it wrong? It shouldn't be... Okay, then you should be busy first, I'm going to work, see you later."

"Bye bye." Lu Zheng said goodbye and hung up the phone. Looking up, he saw Tang Shaoyuan waiting beside him nervously. It’s me, and when I greet people, they ignore him, so I come to ask if I feel strange. It should be that he is dazzled.”

After saying this, Lu Zheng suddenly felt something was wrong.

what--?

Why should I explain this to Shao Yuan?

What was going through my head just now?

Here Lu Zheng was confused, Tang Shaoyuan got the answer he wanted, turned around contentedly, and the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably.

Hehe, senior brother just now...was he reporting his movements to me?

So happy.

That Qin Han is so funny, he can even admit his mistakes, he's too weak.

If it were me, don't say it's across the road, I wouldn't mistake my senior brother across the entire playground!

Conscious that he had overwhelmed his "rival in love" on this, Tang Shaoyuan's mood instantly soared, and when he connected to the phone, his voice was quite cheerful.

"Hello? Xiao Tang?" Boss Geng's lowered voice came from the receiver: "How is it? Has Lu finished his mother's work?"

"Well, it's already buried in the ground." Tang Shaoyuan replied.

"That's good." Boss Geng returned to his original voice and sighed: "I wanted to rest the road for two days to adjust, but now I can't help it. The urgent notice from the city bureau said that they were in urban and rural areas yesterday morning. A black travel bag was found in the trash can at the junction, and when it was opened, it contained a headless male torso, with hands, feet and genitals cut off. Come back as soon as you finish your work, the city bureau urgently needs support.”