traces of all things

"Ah Zhi."

Twenty-five years have passed, and Lu Zheng finally met his longing brother.

He couldn't help but took two steps forward.

Hei Dongdong's muzzle was aimed at him: "Don't come here, Mr. Police."

Lu Zheng paused.

Yu Zhi stared at him closely, retracted his arm suddenly, and aimed the gun at Panpan, who had red eyes and was trembling with fear.

"Ah Zhi, don't do this." Lu Zheng murmured: "Don't be like this—you put down the gun, let's talk!"

Yu Zhi in front of him didn't respond to him, but raised his head slightly and looked around: "Does this place look familiar to you?"

Lu Zheng remained silent.

"You forgot all about it, didn't you?" Yu Zhi suddenly had a frenzied flame in his eyes: "You promised to find me—you said it!"

His arms were tense, and his voice was getting louder. The small pistol was trembling in his hand, as if it was about to shoot bullets at any time, which made people tremble with fear.

That's right, when Yu Zhi said that, Lu Zheng immediately understood.

That was the scene that appeared in his dreams countless times. The little boy in green clothes in front of the teaching building wanted to play hide-and-seek with him, and happily said to him, brother, you come to me, you must find me.

Then he ran away and never came back. The building collapsed and everything returned to dust.

How similar to the dilapidated teaching building at present.

Lu Zheng's lips trembled.

"You forgot me, everyone forgot me, and I was the only one—rolling in the mud, every time—every time I thought I was going to climb out, I was kicked back— Are you sorry for me?"

"That's right, you're a policeman now, an envoy of justice." Yu Zhi's mouth twitched: "You live so well, when you lived in the sun, did you ever think that I was slowly rotting in the darkest place?"

The last sentence was almost squeezed out between his teeth, and every word was filled with cold despair.

"Ah Zhi." Lu Zheng stared at his face, feeling that his heart was being torn apart and crushed inch by inch: "Brother is sorry for you. But have you ever thought that you are also sorry yourself You? Don’t go wrong anymore, Ah Zhi! Listen to me, let go of Panpan, let go of yourself too!”

"I was wrong?!" Yu Zhi's eyes turned blood red: "Where am I wrong? They all deserve what they deserve!"

"Yan Qing and Huo Xuesong did hurt you, but Ah Zhi, you have gone too far. If you said that you were just taking revenge on these two people, then how could Qin Han, Shao Yuan, Yin Sui and Panpan feel sorry for you? ?”

Lu Zheng's voice was full of sincerity and pain: "Don't hurt innocent people anymore, I know you hate me, Ah Zhi, this is a matter between our two brothers, let's not involve other people, okay? "

"Okay? Listen to my brother, put down the gun and let the little girl go first, okay? I'll stay with you, let's have a good talk, I haven't seen you in 25 years..."

When he heard these words, the expression on Yu Zhi's face loosened a little, and the hand holding the gun showed signs of letting go.

However, at this moment, out of the corner of Lu Zheng's eyes, he noticed a red flag outside the window waving at him for a while.

The bomb was deflected!

There was a burst of relief in his heart, and he couldn't help letting go of his clenched fists.

However, I don't know if he knows him as well as he knows himself. Yu Zhi, who has been staring at his face, has been keenly aware of the slight deviation of his pupils, and turned his head suddenly before the red flag was waved.

A corner of red flashed across his line of sight.

"I knew it! I knew it!" Yu Zhi seemed to understand something immediately, and he roared: "You are always lying to me! I know what your plan is! I will not let you get what you want!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he took out the hand that had been in his pocket all the time. In his hand was a small remote control-like object, shining with a cruel and cold metallic luster.

It's the remote control for the bomb!

Although he saw the signal from the explosion-proof troops, Lu Zheng's heart still shrank uncontrollably!

Everything about Yu Zhi seemed to be in slow motion, and the red button on the remote control was pressed.

Lu Zheng spent the longest second of his life.

A second passed, everything was so quiet, only the sound of Panpan sobbing and sniffling quietly echoed in the room.

Yu Zhi's expression turned from determination, to astonishment, then to understanding, and finally to collapse.

"boom!--"

Without hesitation, he raised his pistol and fired in Lu Zheng's direction!

After the gunpowder smoke dissipated, Lu Zheng was still standing there, with one hand hanging down, bright red blood slowly dripping from between his fingers.

Not sure, the bullet only scratched the outside of his upper arm.

"Hahahahahaha!" Yu Zhi burst out into a burst of laughter suddenly, laughing and weeping at the same time: "Yu Zheng, good Yu Zheng, I shouldn't have any hope for you - you tricked me into letting this girl go , and then someone will blow my head right away, right?"

"No." Lu Zheng walked forward a few steps in a low voice, as if he didn't feel the pain of the wound on his arm: "I promise you, no, I only have you as a family member, I will never lie your!"

"Liar! You sounded good! Then what happened at the east gate of Chengbei Park yesterday?!" Yu Zhi's voice was already hoarse.

Chengbei Park?

That is how the matter?

"What did you say?" Lu Zheng asked, frowning.

Yu Zhi didn't speak, he held his pistol and panted quietly for a while, his eyes moved up and down on Lu Zheng's face.

The puzzled expression on his face did not seem to be fake.

Is this also what he pretended to cheat his trust?

No—it’s not like, if Yu Zheng’s acting skills were so good, he wouldn’t have been caught by me just now—

Yu Zhi shook his head slowly, and suddenly showed a somewhat relieved smile: "It's nothing."

After a while, he raised his head and pointed the gun at the window: "Then you can prove it to me."

Lu Zheng took a deep look at him, walked to the window without hesitation, and made a few cross gestures towards the top of the high-rise building in front of him.

A few moments later, several flashes of light on the roof faded away.

"I'll just stand here, okay? If they want to shoot, I'll be the one to hit first." Lu Zheng turned his back to the glass window: "Don't be afraid, Ah Zhi, do you believe me now? ?”

Don't be afraid, Ah Zhi, brother is here.

The familiar voice and the familiar tone seem to bring Yu Zhi back to 25 years ago.

He was stunned for a moment and stopped talking.

"Azhi, you went to Jiang Province two days ago, right?" Lu Zheng said softly and soothingly, "Have you seen our parents' tombs? I don't have any aesthetics, and I don't know if they look good or not." .”

Yu Zhi subconsciously said: "No, I think it looks pretty..."

After speaking, he seemed a little annoyed.

"It's fine if you think it looks good. Since you were young, you are better at picking things than me..." Lu Zheng smiled: "Do you still remember? When I was young, I saw the ugly gourd hanging on the door of the old aunt Zhang's house next door to ward off evil spirits. I really like it, but you still dislike it? Thinking about it now, it's really ugly."

Of course I remember, that time when Lu Zheng secretly brought home his things to play with, Yu Shuisheng found out and beat him up, the little Lu Zheng cried like a ghost, almost half of the village knew about him The family is teaching the children.

"That time, Dad told me that you can't do whatever you want in the world, and I didn't quite understand it at that time." Lu Zheng's expression was full of reminiscence: "He said, to be an upright person , is the expectation that Dad gave you two, so one of you is called Ah Zheng and the other is called Ah Zhi... Dad expects you to be good people, not to make me look good, but because being a good person will make you feel more comfortable and at ease... ..."

Yu Zhi's eyes were red, and a few tears burst out from the corners of his eyes. He shook his head and shouted loudly: "Stop! Stop! Don't say any more!"

"No, Ah Zhi, I still want to continue." Lu Zheng suddenly took a few steps forward, and came to less than ten steps in front of Yu Zhi. Two almost identical faces suddenly faced each other, and Yu Zhi blinked with trembling lips. look at the eyes.

"Ah Zhi, I found this in the big well at home last time I went home. It is a gift prepared by our father for us and mother." While talking, Lu Zheng put his hand into his pocket.

Yu Zhi instantly aimed the gun at his head again.

"Don't panic, it's not a weapon." Lu Zheng smiled reassuringly, and took out a small white enamel bowl that had been cleaned from his pocket.

"Do you remember? Ah Zhi? The magnolia tofu we loved most when we were young." He said patiently: "This is yours. Unfortunately, the contents inside have been dried for too long, but this bowl is still there. In our house, waiting for our two brothers to come home, Dad has been thinking about us, and so has Mom, who has been thinking about us, even the old Aunt Zhang who lives next door to us, remembers us—I have been thinking about you too."

After finishing speaking, he put the small enamel bowl on the podium table in front of him, raised his hand and stepped back slowly.

Yu Zhi saw him retreat a certain distance, strode forward, and tightly grasped the small bowl with his non-gun hand.

"No matter what you do, you are still my younger brother." Lu Zheng put down his hands and shook his head, looking at him with a kind of gloomy and indescribable eyes, which contained the warmth and pity he hadn't experienced for a long time, There is also a trace of perseverance and pain, constantly shaking his heart.

"Azhi, be obedient and surrender yourself. Just listen to my brother, I won't hurt you." Lu Zheng sighed, and stretched out his hand to him: "Don't embarrass yourself anymore, I know, although you don't You call me, but you actually think of me as a brother in your heart, right?"

Yu Zhi looked at the hand that Lu Zheng stretched out. It was a clean, slender, powerful and warm hand. This hand was only a few meters away from him, and he could easily hold it when he walked over.

He couldn't help wanting to move forward, but as if he remembered something, he shook his head like a rattle and retreated behind the podium.

"It's too late." A line of clear tears suddenly flowed from the corner of his eyes.

"Brother." Yu Zhi called out this word in person for the first time, tears poured out, wet his handsome face: "Say sorry to them for me."

Lu Zheng suddenly had a bad premonition: "Ah Zhi! Don't be impulsive!"

As soon as the words fell, everything in front of him seemed to be playing in slow motion. Lu Zheng felt that his feet seemed to be nailed to the ground. When he tried his best to tear apart the flesh and rushed forward, Yu Zhi had already glanced at him for the last time. He stuffed the gun barrel into his mouth.

"boom--!"

"Zhi! No!—"

When the gunpowder smoke dissipated, Yu Zhi fell behind the podium with his eyes open, as if a floodgate had been opened beneath him, fresh blood gushed out, quickly spreading into a small pool of blood on the dusty ground.

There were still tears on his face, and he was still holding the small enamel bowl tightly in his hands, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.

Lu Zheng took two steps forward, staring blankly at Yu Zhi's eyes gradually losing their luster.

Trembling, he stretched out his hand, gently stroked Yu Zhi's face, and closed his eyelids.

"Uncle Lu Zheng?"

A slightly hoarse child's voice broke the silence of the room.

Only then did Lu Zheng realize that Panpan was still tied to the podium, so he hurried over to help her untie the rope.

"Uncle Lu Zheng." Panpan was tied to the front of the podium and couldn't see what was going on behind him. When he heard those conversations and a loud noise, he instinctively felt scared, and his mouth turned pale with fright: "Is that person dead?" ?”

As she spoke, she stretched her neck and wanted to look over to the edge of the podium.

Lu Zheng's hand paused.

Panpan's clear eyes belonged only to children.

At this moment, through Panpan's eyes, he saw the little boy in green clothes 25 years ago.

After his pupils were stained red with the blood of his mother and brother, he no longer had the innocence of a child.

Lu Zheng gently straightened Panpan's head.

"No, he didn't die, he was just injured and passed out." Lu Zheng hugged Panpan in his arms, blocking her view: "Later your parents will bring the police uncle together to bring him Take it away, and then this uncle will be punished by law, he just said sorry to you, did you hear that? He will never do bad things again."

Panpan buried his head on Lu Zheng's waist, and nodded in a daze.

There was a sound of breaking the door, and the criminal police from the City Bureau, who had observed the situation inside the house from the outside, entered with weapons one after another, and began to inspect the scene in an orderly manner.

Lu Zheng's expression was inexplicable, he quietly looked at Yu Zhi's corpse in front of him, without blinking his eyes, among the busy crowd, holding Panpan and covering the little girl's eyes, he seemed like an island in a sea of ​​people.

Geng Zhizhong and Bi Yun came.

They picked up Panpan, and Panpan returned to the arms of his parents, laughed through his tears, and fell asleep from exhaustion.

A forensic doctor came to examine Yu Zhi, touched his neck with gloved fingers, and shook his head.

Behind him came the voice of Captain Xian Hongru using the walkie-talkie.

"number 001."

"If you hear it, please speak."

"...The scene has been controlled by our team, the suspect is dead, please instruct."

The noisy surroundings and the busy world seem to be far away from him at this moment, and they are no longer relevant.

Lu Zheng suddenly felt a little confused.

what should I do?Where should I go?who I am?

At this moment, a tall body suddenly approached behind him, holding him tightly in his arms with one hand.

Lu Zheng was stunned for a moment, but the familiar scent and heartbeat instantly relaxed his tense muscles.

A cool hand then gently but firmly covered his eyes.

"Brother."

Tang Shaoyuan's voice sounded from behind, like a magical potion, injected into Lu Zheng's heart: "It's all over, let's go home, shall we?"

He sounded a bit panted and out of breath, as if he had just run from a long way.

Lu Zheng suddenly burst into tears at this moment.

"Okay." He choked up and said, "Let's go home."

Tang Shaoyuan felt the hot moisture between his fingers, and lowered his head to leave a cherished kiss on the hair on the top of Lu Zheng's head.

Inside the ruined walls, amidst the turbulent crowd, they embraced each other tightly.

The author has something to say: the text is over.

Thank you for your company and support along the way.

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