Long Island High School

In seven years, from an ignorant teenager to an adult based in society, spanning 10 years, the situation has changed, and the vicissitudes of life are enough to change many things.Smartphones are developing rapidly, Apple has reached the seventh generation, everyone has abandoned QQ and Renren, and switched to WeChat; food delivery and taxi-hailing software are on the rise, and small yellow cars are gradually appearing on the streets; this coastal city has also begun to build subways and road closures for construction , day and night, the noise can be transmitted to the nearby office buildings; a few years ago, the house was demolished and built, and it will soar [-] in a blink of an eye...

Time is enough to change everything. After experiencing the turbulent graduation, employment, breakup, lovelorn, laughing and sorrowing in the steel city, exhausting work, and even starting to get married, learn to be a good mother, a good father, and become a qualified social animal. .

Life has gradually honed us into a social person, shed the innocence and shyness of youth, grew up and matured, and experienced too much, only to realize how big the world is, how insignificant and insignificant the love and hatred when we were young.

Even a person like Song Jing, who has remained unchanged for a hundred years, had a hasty love in college.His girlfriend was very puzzled because he gave up his well-paid law firm job and chose to be a small civil servant, and broke up angrily.Song Jing's personality was too cold, so he didn't do much to keep him, so the two broke up.So he returned to this city, after all, this is where he was born and raised, as well as his grandma.

Grandma's house is old, and because it is an old community, the higher-ups dare not let them move out, so they can only keep coming for repairs.His room was locked, cleaned and left untouched.He rented a house near his unit and went home every week.After autumn, the rain on the beach became cooler every time, and it was completely dark before six o'clock.There was rain and mist in the light, and when I returned to the rented house, I was so wet that I wrung water out of my body.The room is also very damp, it is always raining, the quilt cannot be dried, and the clothes are difficult to dry.

But fortunately, he rented the whole apartment, which was clean and free of people.After returning home, I still sorted out cases and wrote materials. Many colleagues worked overtime like him, either at work or at home.It's just that he is always the best one, and even the leaders appreciate him very much.

Even though they were in the same city, he and He Wenzhou had never met and had no contact.I haven't been in touch for a long time, and even changed a few mobile phones. I don't know where to throw the text messages, and the contact number is lost along with the memo.

After that, he only met Han Lin once more.Han Lin was pale and thin, and met him in a hurry when he was on a business trip at the intersection.Afterwards, they had a meal.Han Lin didn't mention the previous incident, and neither did he.

Another month later, he became so busy with work that even Han Lin disappeared.

The weather was very cold that day. After collecting information outside, he returned to the unit and saw that the department was full of people.Several big leaders are also there, and the door of the interrogation room is closed tightly, there should be big people inside.Colleagues gossiped with him, the big tiger was not caught, but a little tiger was caught.The little tiger is the den of the big tiger, and it is related to the case in the recent development zone.

It's a pity that the little tiger has a tight mouth and can't ask anything when he comes.They were only summoned for questioning, without a warrant, it was difficult to pry his mouth open.

The people in the room were mysterious, and a few colleagues came out, their faces were not very good-looking.The leader went in and didn't come out for a long time.A female colleague went in to deliver things and came out, screaming all the time, she is so handsome, I have never seen such a handsome person in real life, domineering president!

The complexion is so fair, the hair is so stylish, the watch from Audemars Piguet, and the suit are expensive, they look even more famous than celebrities!It's unreasonable to be so good-looking!

There are colleagues who gossip and are prettier than Song Jing?

That's different.Song Jing is a good-looking Xueba, and he can smell a high-quality scent before he gets close.That person is bad but good-looking, and I looked at him inside, like a fire, I was so ashamed to death.

Do you know what Director Lu said when he went in?

Lu Yuanzhen is the most beautiful and outstanding female prosecutor in their team, right?

He said he wanted to buy her coffee.

So direct?Wow, I really want to go in and have a look!

Director Lu came out, his face neither red nor pale, he looked at the crowd of people in front of him: "Is there nothing to do?"

Everyone scattered like birds and beasts in an instant.

"Song Jing, come in and take notes."

"Yes."

Lu Yuanzhen is Song Jing's senior sister, a few grades behind, in her thirties, and has the same ideals as him.The two get along very well at work.

Lu Yuanzhen took him in. It was an ordinary inquiry room. A man was sitting opposite their desk and chair. He was tall and he looked cramped sitting on that small chair.But his expression was still very lazy. After staying here for a whole day, he didn't eat, drink or go to the bathroom, and he was still dressed in suits and leather shoes, with an elegant demeanor.One button of the shirt was unbuttoned, the suit jacket was hung on the back of the chair, his sleeves were rolled up, and he looked up and smiled at Lu Yuanzhen when he heard the voice: "Have you brought the poker cards? Or tarot cards? Trust me, I will fortune telling..."

When he saw the person behind Lu Yuanzhen, he stopped suddenly, his mischievous expression suddenly subsided, his face became cold and rigid, his eyebrows and eyes were dark, and his whole body revealed an evil spirit like evil spirit. It's completely different from the playboy style just now.

"Can you count your own destiny?"

He was stunned for a moment, then turned to Lu Yuanzhen: "Healers don't heal themselves, and fortune tellers never count their own destiny."

"Then you can figure out what to ask next?"

His eyebrows twitched, and he made an annoyed expression: "Director Lu, you have locked me up for a day. Does this meet the purpose of your investigation? Am I your prisoner?"

His innocent and soft expression, his black eyes looking at Lu Yuanzhen with a half-smile, made this serious woman quite uncomfortable.As if he had bullied him.

"Mr. He, we just summoned you for questioning. If you can cooperate with us and don't disappear frequently, I think we will have a very pleasant cooperation."

"Okay, then I want him to come and ask questions."

He Wenzhou stared directly at Song Jing who had been quietly taking notes.

"He is currently an assistant, and he is not in charge of this case, and has no authority yet..."

"I want him."

"it is good……"

Lu Yuanzhen turned his head: "Song Jing, you ask."

Song Jing nodded, and He Wenzhou had another problem: "Can I ask Director Lu to help me pour a cup of coffee?"

Lu Yuanzhen glanced at him and exited the room.

Only Song Jing and He Wenzhou were left in the interrogation room.Lu Yuanzhen immediately went to the monitor room to watch. The two of them faced each other in the narrow interrogation room and neither of them spoke. During the long silence, He Wenzhou seemed to have removed his disguise and revealed his true colors.It was faceless, vague, thick, and dark, like a body without a soul, without expression or any movement, just sitting silently opposite Song Jing.

Song Jing started to ask questions, and he started to answer.Answer as many as you want, and if you don't know, just say you don't know. There are many questions to ask, some of which are tricky, but when he can't answer, he keeps silent.After Song Jing finished his inquiry, he took notes, packed up his things and went out.

It's that simple?

After locking up that fox for a day, no one can pry his mouth open, so he just vomited?

Oh my God!

Everyone cast admiring glances at Song Jing.

Lu Yuanzhen went in for a while, and asked again about things Song Jing couldn't ask.He Wenzhou began to show resistance, and was very irritable, saying that he would hire a lawyer.

Come talk to my lawyer.

Director Lu, you should give me my personal freedom, do you really want me to treat you to coffee?

Lu Yuanzhen blushed, stepped back, and He Wenzhou put on his coat and walked out of the room.

He stayed inside for a day, so his complexion was naturally not very good.It's just that he was talking and laughing happily with the female prosecutor just now, but now he walks out of the procuratorate in a cold and stiff manner, acting like the wind.

It was still raining outside, he was wearing a silver-gray suit, and his hair was meticulously combed without any mess.Tall and tall, cast long shadows on the wall.Under the dim streetlights, his face was as uncannyly crafted, cold and handsome as a marble sculpture.He has grown a lot taller and changed a lot.The pupils of his eyes are bottomless, and there is an evil spirit in the dark or when he is not speaking.Once he moved, he would be flashy and playful, with a lazy smile, talking nonsense when he saw people, talking nonsense when he saw the devil, and he was worthy of being the famous "Little God of Wealth" of the He family.

In foreign countries, he abandoned Chinese painting, which he loved, and was arranged to study finance, which he didn't like.Cut off all ties, alone, suffering.He finally graduated and returned to China, and when he came back, he helped his father to do things, quickly gained trust, and took care of his father's money and all related arrangements.

He was promoted to vice president less than a year after joining the company, which attracted the envy of others.But who gave him a good father to rely on?Relying on his father, he would do nothing, and the wealth of his life would not be exhausted.Who wouldn't want to have such a good father?His father's name is even more recognizable now.

When he came out, it was drizzling outside, and his secretary and driver surrounded him.His secretary, Xu Jiayi, came from a poor background. She had sex with him after graduating from university, and was promoted all the way by him. She was very clean.

"Have someone send Huang Quan's family members abroad and give him a resettlement fee, which he can no longer use."

"know."

Xu Jiayi put on a coat for him, he coughed, his coffee addiction started, his hands trembled a little.Xu Jiayi immediately brought him a thermos, which contained brewed black coffee, the strongest and bitterest kind.

The moment they got into the car, a group of people came out from the gate of the procuratorate, and Song Jing and a few colleagues got off work.He glanced at the man across the crowd, and before he could make an even uglier face, he got into the car and drove off.