Wanderer

The one who was able to chat with Sun Miao, the heroine of the female high school, was squatting in misery at the bottom of an old-style residential building, with three or four cigarette butts scattered at his feet, and a half-burned cigarette still in his hand.

Most of the people who come and go around him are left-behind old people and children. Most of the labor force at home has gone to work in more prosperous places like the city center, leaving these "waste of rations" here waiting for something.

What are you waiting for?Who knows, maybe when the contractor finally thought of this poor land and water, and turned the dilapidated tube building into a sum of demolition fees; maybe when the family finally saved enough for the down payment that is far away, the scenery is beautiful Take yourself out of this gloomy place where there is no sunshine all year round.

What can we wait for?Probably just waiting to die.

This village in the city still retains a lot of its old style. From time to time, a tricycle rides by, and the loudspeaker on the front of the car blares and broadcasts: "Selling pulp——selling pulp—" Several old people surrounded the place Car, took out a few dollars and a few dimes from his pocket, chattered endlessly about the half-twenty things, insisted on taking a scale from his home and weighing it again.

The knife sharpener next to him knocking on the iron block and shouting for business stopped. He wanted to persuade him, but an old lady choked up thick phlegm and left angrily. Cutting the kitchen knife——” It sounded more and more like a mourning.

Before leaving, he glanced at Wen Hai, his cloudy eyeballs made Wen Hai suddenly think of the tramp who had been disemboweled and disemboweled, and couldn't help but lose his mind for a moment.

Looking back, the staggering figure had already gone far away.

Chai Fanwen, who also had a bad complexion, came down from upstairs, shook his head, and handed over the materials in his hand to Wenhai.

"Fuck." Wen Hai stubbed out his cigarette, picked up a few cigarette butts and threw them into the trash can next to him, opened the file folder and closed it impatiently after reading the beginning, "It's been two weeks, the whole block has been walking It's over and over again, no one will know that a girl died while I was asleep."

Chai Fanwen said helplessly: "There are no witnesses, no cameras, and the footprints don't match up, so we can only check one by one." He looked at Wenhai's face, and comforted: "There is not too much pressure on this case. , don't be so anxious."

Wen Hai stopped talking, lit a cigarette again, turned around and went to the next residential building to visit and investigate.

That's right, the girl who died was just an ordinary college student, with no money, no color, no power, no power, her parents were just two farmers in a remote area, the family had no phone calls, and a few policemen ran around the mountains and broke their legs , It was a full four days late to tell them the news of the death of the only child in the family.

Such an insignificant person can't achieve great things in a mediocre life, and it's just the cheapest cemetery after death. If it weren't for the slogan "Murder cases must be solved", how many people would care about her life?

Chai Fanwen knew he had made a mistake, and hurriedly made up for it: "Could it be that we are too limited, maybe the murderer is a migrant, and he is no longer in this neighborhood."

"What's going on here?" Wen Hai looked at the inquiry record, "The sound of metal crashing?"

Chai Fanwen: "Oh, there was a family who heard a loud noise outside the window at one o'clock that night. Maybe someone's pot on the window sill fell. They didn't tell us when we visited for the first time. I was so entangled just now. Use this to fool people."

"Floating people... Floating..." Wen Hai slammed on the brakes and stopped, and said to himself, "The wound has rust..."

"What?" Chai Fanwen didn't hear clearly, "What's wrong?"

"There is rust around the wound of the deceased!" Wen Gaoli ran away, "Hurry up!"

Chai Fanwen was confused, so he could only run and shout: "Fuck, who the hell are you chasing?!"

Wen Hai ran all the way to the entrance of the street, and the few police officers waiting there were taken aback by his murderous look, and hurriedly asked: "What happened?!"

"Where did the scissors grinder go?"

The trainee police officer who had just turned twenty had no idea what he was talking about, "Grind, grind what?"

A witty gesture said: "Is it the 'Dangdang——' knocking things?"

Wen Hai's lungs exploded in the face of a group of two hundred and five, and he sternly said, "Where did they go?!"

The little policeman shrank back from the yelling, pointed to an alley not far away, and said, "It seems to have gone in there."

"What's the matter, Wenzi?" Chai Fanwen didn't run as fast as Wen Hai, so he ran over panting now, "Who are you looking for?"

Wen Hai spoke quickly: "Brother Chai, take a few people and drive around to the opposite side of the alley to block people at the intersection... You two, follow me to find someone in the alley."

"Who the hell are you looking for?!" Chai Fanwen yelled at Wen Hai's back.

The policeman beside him frightenedly gestured to knock something, "It seems to be looking for some kind of scissors."

"Grinding the scissors?" Chai Fanwen muttered, his face changed drastically, "Fuck! Get in the car!"

Wen Hai was the backbone of the preparatory special police team in the police academy, and later he ran on the mountain road on the border line, and ordinary people couldn't catch up with him, and he threw the two criminal policemen who followed him behind him in a blink of an eye. He looked around In a circle, there are several small alleys in the middle of the alley, and there are no people in any of them. The wind blows up a few fallen leaves, whirls a few times, and falls down slowly.

"Damn it!" Wen Hai slammed his fist into the brick wall of the alley. Just as he was about to pull out his phone to adjust the monitoring, he looked up and saw the door of the opposite house opened. A woman was holding an enamel basin and splashed water with a "hula" out.

The woman was stunned for a moment when she saw Wen Hai with a violent face, and was about to close the door in fear. Wen Hai caught a glimpse of a bench and a bag of things piled up at her door from the corner of her eye, and hurried over.

"Hi, policeman." Wen Hai suppressed his temper and routinely showed his ID, "Excuse me..."

The woman said something in a foreign dialect, which meant that she couldn't understand what Wen Hai was saying.

Wen Hai walked south and north and even kissed bomb/bomb, how could he be stumped by this, immediately switched the language channel, and asked quickly: "Who gave you this pile of things?"

The woman's eyes widened: "I didn't snatch this! I just picked up Lame Sun just after throwing it at the entrance of the alley!"

Wen Hai took a deep breath when he heard that address, his voice seemed to be trembling slightly because he was forcibly flattened: "Where did that person go just now?"

"Oh——to...to the east alley, the one who opened a barber shop at the entrance of the alley, he walked in a hurry, you said he was crippled and couldn't run away..." The woman looked at Wen Hai's face, " You want to ask him to sharpen the knife?"

"Brother Wen!" Two detectives chased after him, "What's going on?"

"Thank you, sorry for the trouble." Wen Hai pushed back a few steps, waited for the woman to close the door and ordered in a low voice: "Xiao Du followed me to chase someone, Xiao Feng, you stay here and watch this household...be careful not to let the She found out."

"Yes!"

When chasing to the middle of the east alley, I came across a fork in the road again, and Xiao Du whispered: "Brother Wen, I heard footsteps on the right...it sounds strange."

Wen Hai glanced at the alley on the right, and said in a deep voice, "Chase!"

Sure enough, the two chased for a few steps and saw a stumbling figure not far away, running with a limp. When they heard the movement, they turned their heads in panic and shouted: "I didn't kill anyone! I just wanted to rob her." Money! She hit my knife herself! I didn't kill her!"

The voice was unexpected, and both Wen Hai and Xiao Du were stunned for a moment.

After the reaction, Wen Hai, who was only suspicious at first, let out a sigh of relief and said, "Oh, I didn't run away, let's arrest someone."

Crippled Sun was unable to move, and soon became a trapped beast. When he had nowhere to go, he took out a polished steel knife from his dirty military overcoat, and shouted, "You all don't come here!"

Wen Hai grabbed Xiao Du who was almost scratched, and frowned in a businesslike manner: "Put down the knife, don't make mistakes."

In fact, he didn't expect this person to listen to him. Once a person kills someone, he really becomes a desperado with nowhere to retreat. In addition, the idea of ​​"killing one and killing two is death" is haunting his subconscious mind. A butcher's knife becomes a Buddha immediately" is completely farting.

Cripple Sun didn't disappoint him, he swung a steel knife vigorously and yelled something indistinctly.

"I'll distract him for a while, and you take the opportunity to take the knife from behind him...be careful!" Wen Hai and Xiao Du were discussing countermeasures, but when they heard the door opening next to them, their expressions immediately changed drastically.

"It's noon, don't let people sleep!" A man in a vest and shorts pushed the door and shouted angrily with his hands on his hips. The woman in a nightgown was standing beside her, muttering something. .

Lame Sun saw the opportunity, took a sudden step forward, and threw himself on the woman unsteadily.

The woman screamed uncontrollably, and that shrill sound was like a female ghost crying at night, breaking the dead silence that lingered in this old residential area all year round.

Wen Hai flew over directly, bumped Sun Laizi from the side with his shoulder and pushed back a few steps, took the opportunity to push the frightened woman a few meters away, but did not avoid Sun Laizi's second stab at his head, Blood was seen immediately when he raised his hand to block, this man didn't even blink, he raised his foot and kicked him flying.

Xiao Du strangled Lame Sun's throat from behind, and when he was about to grab the knife, the man took out a small dagger from his coat and stabbed him in the abdomen with his backhand. The sharp blade scraped his skin and scratched In the past, Xiao Du's sweater was cut and a shallow scratch was left on his belly.

Taking advantage of the few seconds that Xiao Du was dodging, Sun Laizi probably used his prehistoric power to run to the place where the steel knife fell, threw himself on the ground, picked up the steel knife, raised his hand and walked towards him. The sea flung it over.

"Dang lang——"

The blood-stained steel knife fell to the ground, and the blood on the blade stained several broken leaves red.

Wen Hai, who was sideways avoiding the flying knife, picked up Lame Sun and threw him against the wall, and swiftly cut his arms behind him and handcuffed him.

"Vice Wen!" Xiao Du hurried over, "You didn't..."

"It's okay." Wen Hai held the palm of his left hand with his right hand, and blood kept seeping from between his fingers—he was really impulsive this time, he didn't know how many murder weapons the other party had brought, and he didn't even apply for a gun, so he just chased after him. Came up to arrest people—fortunately, no other detectives were hurt, and I deserved it if I hurt myself.

Cursing secretly "fuck", he took a few steps back out of breath, and sat down against the wall until his butt touched the cold ground, and the muscle soreness from excessive exertion returned to his perception, and his left hand kept The blood that came out also stuffed the belated pain into his brain, and the nerves that had been tense for so many days suddenly relaxed, and for a moment he felt a little drowsiness amidst the pain.

Chai Fanwen, who heard the woman screaming, was frightened out of his wits, and ran over with a group of people. He first saw a pool of blood and Wen Hai, who was sitting on the ground with his head bowed, his legs almost went limp, and he asked tremblingly, "Wenzi! Wenzi, you, You do not……"

"Dying soon." Wen Hai lowered his head and said quietly, "Dig the pit now and bury it now."

Chai Fanwen wasted a few seconds of emotion in vain, and scolded: "Fuck you! You have to die a few times! It's okay, why are you lying there and pretending?! Hurry up and bandage me!"

"No wonder people say that a friend in need is a friend. It turns out that Brother Chai loves me so much." Wen Hai chuckled, glanced at the man standing there with an ashen face, and couldn't help saying: "Comrade, your wife fainted from blood , can you help her up first?"

"..."

A few new interns usually saw Wen Hai who was always indifferent to everyone and didn't wake up. In just a few minutes, he saw the whole process of this man's transformation from murderous to benevolent. The "face-changing" made him quite dazed, and the old police officers were very used to it. Xiaofeng leaned over and said, "Brother Wen, let me send you to the hospital for bandages first, so you don't get infected."

Seeing that he was about to lose too much blood, Wen Hai didn't forget to die, and said nonchalantly, "I myself..."

"What about you, go to the hospital!" Chai Fanwen threw the car keys to Xiaofeng, "Put him in a sterilized bandage before releasing him, if you dare to let him sneak away from the night shift next week, you can figure it out when I arrange it .”

Wen Hai answered the words unhurriedly: "Xiaofeng, you have thought about it, do you want to offend him or me?"

Xiaofeng: "..."

What's the matter with him?Is it easy to make some money in this world?

"Let Xiaofeng drive my car, you guys take him back quickly." Wen Hai stood up while leaning on the wall, the wound was pulled by him and started to gushe out blood again, which made people's heart ache, "Also, I It is estimated that I will have to ask for leave for a few days, please help me with the case report, Xiao Du discovered the person this time, don't forget it when writing the report."

Xiao Du was taken aback, and just about to say something, Chai Fanwen next to him secretly pulled his sleeves, and swallowed his refusal.

Chai Fanwen said calmly: "Yes, you can rest easy, I will usurp power for a few days first."

Wen Hai's language organization ability, which hadn't been useful for a long time, failed to restart successfully. He wanted to go back and forgot the words for a moment, so he had to change the subject and said, "Oh, by the way, why hasn't Captain Fang come back? It's been a month?"

Chai Fanwen shrugged, he didn't know the situation either.

Wen Hai had an intuition that something was wrong, but the wound on his hand was really deep, and he couldn't be delayed for too long, he spun around the question that was on his lips, nodded casually, turned around and left silently.