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"I won't be attending next month's budget meeting, so keep an eye on the venue rent."

"Alright Mr. He."

"We must pay more attention to the decoration inspection. The problem of fire protection, water and electricity is not a small problem."

"I understand Mr. He."

"and also……"

"He Qiao!" The door of the office opened with a bang, and the conversation between He Qiao and his subordinate was interrupted.Looking up and seeing Zhou Peiyuan, he frowned slightly: "What's so urgent?"

Zhou Peiyuan hesitated to speak, with a rare serious expression on his face.

"Let's do this for today. You go back to work first, and I'll find you alone if there's anything else to do." He Qiao took off his glasses and rubbed the base of his nose.

Several district leaders left one after another, and even closed the office door behind them.

"Go ahead."

"Something happened." His voice was deep and tight. "Acquaintances from the TV station called just now, saying that there was an accident in Fang's community last night. Someone jumped into the artificial lake and drowned, and said..."

He Qiao's eyes flickered slightly when he heard the word "Fang's family", and then he became calm again, "And what?"

"And the identity of the deceased seems to have not been confirmed yet. I only heard that the salvaged body was a female body. Now that area is under martial law, the Fang family is looking for someone to block the news."

Martial law?blockade?

The two looked straight at each other, with the same serious question in their clear eyes: Who did the accident and what does it have to do with the Fang family?Why block the news, isn't it a mistake?

Although there is only one Duan Yuhong living in the Fang family, there are more than one or two maids and female subordinates, there are all kinds of possibilities.And judging from the strange reaction of the Fang family, it is unlikely that Duan Yuhong was involved.After all, if it was Duan Yuhong who had the accident, her natal family with a deep background would be the first to come to the door to ask for accountability, and there is no such thing as blocking the news.

"I have already told that person, let me know as soon as there is any news." Zhou Peiyuan walked back and forth in the office twice with his hips on his hips, and finally considered his proposal, "Should I call Fang Shaoyang and ask Ask him what happened."

From that day to now, they have not been in touch for more than half a month. "Forget it. The Fang family doesn't necessarily want us to intervene, and asking him won't change anything, so let's wait patiently for news."

Zhou Peiyuan rubbed his forehead, there was something logically that he, his special assistant, should remind He Qiao, but he couldn't figure out what He Qiao was really thinking.

"I sent the divorce agreement the day before yesterday, but there has been no response from the Fang family. Do you need me to remind you?"

The hands that flipped through the documents slowed down.

"You gave it to him yourself?"

"He's not here, I'll give it to Chairman Fang."

He Qiao's eyes darkened, and he said flatly, "If you don't reply after a month, let the lawyer talk directly."

Zhou Peiyuan nodded, looked at his side face and sighed in a low voice: "I will inform the Fang family's lawyer in advance. You still look bad recently, don't worry about this matter anymore."

"Don't worry about me." He Qiao looked at the document, and his voice was as calm as possible, "I'm done with him, and there will be nothing between us after the divorce procedures are completed."

Is this really the case?

Seeing his expression, Zhou Peiyuan didn't say anything, and went out to do his own business.As soon as the door was closed, He Qiao turned his head to look at the dark clouds outside the window, his eyes revealed a faint uneasiness.

I don't know why, but I always feel uneasy.

The Fang family, woman, accident...

Is there anything I have overlooked?What possibility is there that I didn't think of, but is crucial?After a long while without a conclusion, he shook his head and forced himself not to think about it.

Until the afternoon, when Zhou Peiyuan sent him to a dinner party, he suddenly received a call from the acquaintance on the way.

"The one from the TV station, do you want to answer it now?"

"Go ahead." He Qiao agreed.

Then he stopped the car on the side of the road, "Hey Lao Xu, what's the news? No, there's no one next to me, just tell me and I'll keep it a secret."

"Well, well, there is such a person." Hearing something, Zhou Peiyuan's expression changed, and he looked back at He Qiao with a flash of shock, "Are you sure? Could it be a mistake... Is there anything else?" ...you said...okay, okay, keep in touch, we'll keep in touch anytime."

The hand that hung up the phone was shaking, He Qiao stared at him closely: "What's wrong?"

His Adam's apple slipped heavily, but it was very difficult to speak, as if something serious was stuck in his throat and he couldn't get it out.

"Say it."

"What happened... the person who happened to be surnamed Shao."

All movements froze at the moment of hearing the last word.He Qiao's face turned pale, and he grabbed the back of the chair with both hands and asked, "What's your last name?"

"The surname is Shao. The identity has been verified. People from the TV station squatted outside the forensic center in the afternoon and found Chairman Fang. He personally went there to identify the body. And just now, Fang Shaoyang also rushed over."

Aunt Shao...

There was a dead silence in the carriage, only the sound of heavy breathing beating against the eardrums.

how come?

"impossible."

He Qiao's first reaction was unbelievable.At this time, his personal feelings had already been put aside, he used his mobile phone to call Shao Ningzhu and Fang Shaoyang, but no one answered their calls.

"Go to her apartment, quick!"

The car turned around and sped toward the small apartment. He was so distraught all the way, and when he got there, he rushed upstairs and tried desperately to knock on the door.

"Auntie, auntie!"

But it was empty and there was no echo.

Not only tonight, but every night in the future there will be no echo.From now on, no one in this apartment will cook a table full of dishes, pile up his bowls like a hill, and kindly and gently persuade him: "Xiaohe, you are too thin, you should eat more .”

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"How's it going."

The policeman who handled the case deliberately walked around from the building next door, and threw a can of coffee to the forensic doctor in charge to refresh himself: "His son came back from abroad?"

"Hmm." The forensic doctor lowered his head and pulled the ring.

"It's really difficult for him. I heard that when I heard the news, I was still discussing business. I couldn't bear the blow and almost fainted on the spot."

"If you can't accept it, you have to accept it." The forensic doctor's tone was flat, "Fortunately, the person was salvaged early and has not been soaked. It should not leave any psychological shadow."

"Tsk, you are really calm."

It's hard not to stay calm after seeing a lot.

The two, one in a police uniform and the other in a white coat, sat side by side on the cold plastic chairs in the corridor.

The weather was so cold that every time they said a word, white mist would come out of their mouths, and then they simply stopped talking.But in this way, the forensic center became even more silent, so quiet that even the white walls and iron gates felt chilly.

The temperature in the room separated by a wall is even lower, and a layer of white frost will condense on the eyebrows after staying for a long time, hanging on it will make people look ten years older in an instant.

They waited quietly and listened quietly.

It was silent there at first, a pale and empty silence, and it took a long time to be filled with heart-piercing shouts and wailing, echoing heavily on every floor of the building.

It could be heard that the whole body of the person inside was trembling, and the severe pain was about to tear him apart, and he couldn't find a sufficient outlet to vent.

I have worked here for more than ten years and have been a forensic doctor for such a long time. I have heard so many crying, but this is the first time.

The crying person was like a child who was at a loss, gritted his teeth, trembled all over, hoarse and unwilling to face it, and couldn't accept the fact that his mother had left anyway.

He kept shouting "Mom, don't leave me, don't leave me alone", as if he had nothing when his mother left, as if he was afraid, remorse, and panic, but it was useless.

He kept yelling "Mom, come back, open your eyes and look at me", but it didn't work.His mother lay indifferent on the cold bed, no one will tolerate all his bad temper unconditionally, no one will love the house, love the person he loves, love his puppy, save the clothes he wore when he was a child every piece of clothing.

What should he do in the future?All the longings about home, warmth, and happiness are annihilated, and those scenes that have been fantasized and dreamed will never appear again.There will be no more cradles, no more snow mountains, and no one will know that he used to be called Shao Yang.

Later... later is really a distant word.

Who will love him in the future?

He is an orphan, like his puppy.

Hearing this, he couldn't bear to listen any longer. The forensic doctor took off his glasses and held them in his hands. He drank half of the coffee with his neck back: "The monitoring also showed that it was a suicide?"

"Yes, the result is consistent with yours." The policeman leaned the back of his head against the wall, "I also talked to the family members, so there is no need to file a case."

"Isn't it a good thing not to file a case? Why are you still frowning?"

"One thing I still can't figure out. Last night, after the deceased had quarreled with the Fang family, he had been wandering around in that community. After wandering around for more than half an hour, he still didn't get out. It felt like he was lost. During the half hour What happened here, why did she commit suicide by jumping into the lake in the end?"

"Nothing happened in that half hour." A copy of the medical records appeared in front of his eyes, "You can see for yourself."

After taking it and flipping through it for a while, he raised his head in surprise: "Does she have dementia?"

"Yeah." The forensic doctor put the aluminum can between his knees and slowly squeezed his hands. "I'm sick, I've been framed, I can't remember my way home, I have no one to complain about, and my son isn't around. I guess She chose to commit suicide because she had lost all thoughts, and it was not just because she was angry and couldn't think about it for a while."

She also knows that she has no future, unable to resist the helplessness of her love, and unable to refute those involuntary, so she can only use this life to defend the remaining, poor dignity.The quality of cleanness comes and goes, and a piece of pure land covers up the wind.

After a long time, the voice in the room gradually became lower, and then only hoarse sobbing remained.Later, two people came over, looked around for a few seconds and went in to see the situation, and half-assisted and half-helped the boy out.

The policeman couldn't bear it, but he still went forward.I saw a big boy being framed in the middle by people from left to right, his shaved body was hanging down very low, his fingers were stained with blood from nowhere, the edge of his chin was full of undried tears, and his shoulder blades were exposed. With a sharp shape, he couldn't stand up straight as if his whole body was exhausted.

"Condolences."

The boy didn't have the energy to respond at all, and he was dying.

"About your mother's case, there are still some formalities that need to be dealt with, please—" Before he finished speaking, the forensic doctor grabbed his shoulders, "Forget it, let's talk about it later."

The other two thanked him, supported him, dragged him, and walked outside with difficulty.

Looking at their backs that were drifting away, the policeman couldn't help but think that being rich is what people want in life, and being born into such a wealthy family should be regarded as absolute luck.But for the so-called family property to make such a fuss, can luck and misfortune still be defined by the amount of wealth?Living a small life as a little policeman like myself is actually a kind of happiness.

There were more than a dozen media outlets squatting outside the police station, all of whom had heard the news and waited for the first-hand photos to be the first to publish the news.But he was slipped away by the cunning Fang Yongxiang a few hours ago, and he didn't even get a picture of him after waiting for a whole day.

I thought I was going to return without success today, but I didn't expect to be surprised when the sun went down.I saw a figure shaking in the corridor of the police station, and with good eyesight, I found the target from a long distance away.

"Hey, hey! It seems that someone has come out!"

"Where is where?"

"there!"

Everyone regained their energy in an instant, picked up the machine and waited in front of the door, but the shutter tacitly paused for a moment when they waited for the people, and then they rang one after another.

Fang Shaoyang was actually recited by someone.

"Let let, let let!"

"Please let it go!"

In the viewfinder frame of the camera, his eyes were closed tightly and his face was full of sweat and tears. He couldn't tell whether he had passed out or collapsed.

One person carried him on his back, and the other covered his head with a suit jacket. The two protected him and rushed into a car at the fastest speed, and then quickly closed the door and drew the curtain without leaving a gap.

But the windshield can't cover it.

The reporters swarmed up and surrounded the front of the car tightly. The high-definition camera leaned against the glass to spy on the person reclined in the back seat. After taking countless photos, the car made its way through the crowd.