God of unknown origin, please don't ask [criminal investigation]

The water level in the glass cover was still rising, and it had already touched Wen Xiyuan's chin.

But this girl was too calm, her eyes were empty and she leaned quietly on the inner glass wall, as if she knew Wen Xichun's final choice already.

And the two buttons placed in front of Wen Xichun, red and blue, red represents Wen Xiyuan, blue represents the remaining [-] students, as long as he gently presses one of the buttons, one It's all over.

This absurd action created by Wen Xiyuan will come to an end.

She never felt that her love for her brother was just an ordinary relationship between siblings, so she always stubbornly believed that her brother must have the same thoughts as herself, so, in order to give back to him Love, she tried her best to create this farce, just to announce to the whole world:

There is no one in this world who is more suitable to be a policeman than my brother.

"Ding——" Wen Xichun's cell phone rang suddenly.

He took out his mobile phone and looked at it. It was a message from Yao Jingrong. The content was only a short sentence:

[When I go home, I bought ice cream puffs. 】

Wen Xichun looked at this text message quietly, but felt that it was very funny.

He was struggling with the choice between life and death, but he couldn't ask so lightly when he would go home.

Yes? Ah, he gave up his position as a god, suffered the punishment of falling into the sky, did so much, and suffered so much, just to ask himself like an ordinary person? When will he return? Home.

Perhaps, like Wen Xiyuan, he is full of confidence in himself.

So, what is it? Really right.

In fact, there are many ways to rescue these [-] students and Wen Xiyuan together, but emotionally, there is still no way to get the best of both worlds.

This is the test Wen Xiyuan and Yao Jingrong gave themselves.

Suddenly, the teacher's face flashed in my mind.

When I first joined the police station, I encountered a lot of incomprehensible things, and I was vacillating between the law and human nature. I didn't know what the right choice was.

That gray-haired and kind old man would tell himself?:

When you're indecisive, the solution is simple. Think about the oaths you swore to the coat of arms in the oath room.

Before the teacher died, he would hold his hand reluctantly and say:

"A policeman doesn't need you to be brave and invincible, and how careful you are. I only hope that you can... serve the people wholeheartedly."

It is so easy to say the vows, but when you go to fulfill them, you find that it is really too difficult, and the sadness spans thousands of mountains and rivers.

Wen Xichun stretched out his hand slowly, and two buttons of different colors were reflected in his pupils.

He smiled, looked at the delicate and charming little face on the screen, and spoke softly:

"Yuanyuan, brother will always love you."

The fingertip landed on the red button, and in an instant, the water level in the glass cover, which was originally rising, suddenly stopped, just below Wen Xiyuan's mouth.

The girl's young and beautiful face was still bright, and the corners of her lips curled into a wry smile intentionally or unintentionally:

"It seems that you have made your own choice."

After all, she raised her hand and pressed the switch on the top of the glass cover, and the base under the cover opened, and she fell with the water flow into the wide and bottomless water hole.

In the end, there was only a splash of water left, and the water surface became quiet again.

It was originally just a farce, and it also left a way out for herself, but when Wen Xichun's choice was really placed in front of her, she gave up struggling at that moment.

She should have left this world a long time ago, but someone gave her a second life, but she still did not think about cherishing it.

Wen Xichun looked at Wen Xiyuan who fell into the bottom of the water on the screen, and somehow felt relieved in his heart.

The mechanism stopped running, and the students in the cage yelled twice, and found that the collars worn around their necks would no longer receive a strong current because of their own voices. Let them out.

Only the instigator of this farce will be silent forever in the cold water——

****

"Recently, the disappearance case of a girl that has been uploaded on the Internet has been officially solved. According to the police investigation, it should be that the girl has not been loved by her family for a long time and has attracted the attention of her family in this way. It is worthy of attention. The [-] students who went missing are also safe and sound, and they returned safely, but they don’t remember everything that happened before? It’s like a collective amnesia, and they don’t remember what happened. These students are currently undergoing further examinations in the hospital..."

Wen Xichun turned off the car radio, turned the steering wheel and drove into the police compound.

At the entrance of the research institute, a tall white figure couldn't help speeding up his pace after seeing Wen Xichun's car, his expression was rare? Pleasure at first sight.

He opened the car door and got into the car, put his hands on the heater outlet, and said softly, "It's already March, and it's still so cold."

Wen Xichun nodded, as if a little absent-minded, so he didn't give any response.

"Your father's case seems to be settled. A colleague from the serious crime team said that he saw a suspected partner in your father's business when he was staying at the airport. The investigation found that his son in China is getting married, so? Probably? I want to come back and see? See? My son."

Wen Xichun's fingertips moved.

"Now the police have closely monitored him. I believe there will be a result soon. Your father can finally be cleared of his grievances."

"Dead people can't hear or see? They can't see, let alone feel. What matters is the feeling of the living." Wen Xichun shifted gears and slowly stepped on the accelerator.

Yao Jingrong smiled, and gently stroked Wen Xichun's thigh with one hand: "You are right, the important thing is the living, and what we police have to do is to do it with all our heart and soul." , to serve these people, right?"

A well-behaved "Isn't it?" Wen Xichun, who was originally full of haze, suddenly smiled.

"You can be regarded as? Make the oath? Clear."

Perhaps, this is just the only bit of self-comfort I have given up on my sister.

Yao Jingrong still remembers the first time he saw Wen Xiyuan's ghost, although that little girl looked gentle and close on the surface, she was actually extremely proud in her heart, and he once made a gambling agreement with her, Look? Wen Xichun's final choice is? She or? Himself?.

But now, Yao Jingrong can? Confidently say: "You can? Always have confidence in Captain Wen."

And the unacceptable feelings in Wen Xiyuan's heart were also sealed in the bottom of the water forever along with her disappearance.

If it is possible, still? I hope they will not be siblings in the next life.

The car drove through the main city avenue at high speed, and the lights reflected the road into brilliant colors.

"Ding—" While waiting for the red light, Wen Xichun's cell phone rang suddenly.

He took the phone and glanced at it, but saw that the sender was...

Qiu Sheng.

Himself? A junior police officer in the real world.

【Wen Gege, how long is it until you arrive? When all the dishes are served? I'm waiting for you. 】

Wen Xichun looked at the text message and suddenly raised his head.

The originally? Old buildings have been replaced by rows of high-end commercial buildings, and those dilapidated buildings painted with "demolition" have also been transformed into high-end residential areas.

My heart suddenly collapsed.

He turned his head slowly and looked at Yao Jingrong who suddenly became quiet for some reason.

On the co-pilot, there was no one there.

It turns out that life is not a novel, there is no established ending, and everything is continuing in an orderly manner towards the original track.

He still left, just like last time, very suddenly, without leaving any message.

Dear servant, it's over-

2021. 12, 8

Zhou Ji

The thin and dry little novelist slowly picked up the coffee cup on the table. He didn't seem to notice the thick mold on the top of the coffee, and drank it down in one gulp.

The evil spirit has disappeared, and I can finally sleep peacefully.

The author has something to say: Pre-received article: "Your Highness traded IQ for top-notch beauty"

Copywriter:

On the day His Highness was born, he became the favorite of the Lord God.

Take him toddler, teach him the most beautiful words in the world, and build him the Bliss Flower Palace, hoping that he will inherit all the good things and live under the protection of his wings forever.

His Highness often heard the Lord God say when he was very young:

"Don't step half a step away from the Flower Palace, it's very dangerous outside."

His Highness tilted his head, his big eyes were filled with wisdom: Don't take half a step, the hundred steps should be fine.

Someone who sneaked out of the Flower Palace accidentally broke into a place of chaos.

Unlike the Flower Palace, which is full of flowers and soft clouds, here there is only endless thick fog and a gray-blue sky, and...

A monster whose skin was swollen and swollen by iron chains exuding black air all over its body.

Why does the monster look exactly like the main god?

Your Highness: This must be the main god's great cosplay hobby, he looks so pitiful, can you touch his wound to heal him?

The monster has been imprisoned in this place for more than a hundred years. He thought this was his final destination, but he saw the little hand reaching out to him:

White and delicate.

Then His Highness disappeared.

Disappeared with him, and the "monster" in the prison.

His Highness gave birth to a white dumpling, fluffy and fluffy~ But he was so frightened that he sat on the bed and felt wronged:

"Okay, I admit it, I ate glutinous rice dumplings last night..."

The monster laughed out loud, hugging the silly child to comfort him all night.

Later, Tuanzi wobbled and grew small hands and feet, and he would not let go of His Highness's fingers.

His Highness trembled:

"What should I do, the ball I gave birth to has become a strange shape! QAQ"