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Cao Lin was detained in the detention center and cried silently for three days after learning of Cao Wanhong's death.And Xu Dongmei's bail application was approved three days later.

Time is equally fair to everyone, crying and laughing are the same, tens of thousands of seconds pass by like gulping dates.

In the past few days, Zhao Yi and Zhao Yi have investigated all the places and personnel that Qin Guohao and Li Xinyi were related to before their death. It is quietly lurking, lurking in the warm and humid air from the sea in early spring, like the barely suppressed calm before a huge storm.

When Xu Dongmei got out of the car, he squatted in front of her for a long time without giving him any time to react, and carried her on his back and walked towards the door.Xu Dongmei's slightly trembling breath shuttled behind his ears, and his heart twitched for a long time. When did Xu Dongmei become so light, like a soft feather on his back, crumbling at any time, or going away with the wind.

After a long time, he lifted his legs up the stairs step by step, and your sister Cao obediently spread her short legs in front of her to open the way.At the corner of the dark stairs, Jiu Jiu said softly: "When you were eight years old, you took me away in the middle of the night. You shook me awake from my dream with your big belly, and you carried me like this. I cried and made noises." Said that the little gloves my mother left for me were still on the bed, but you refused to let me go no matter what, I remember I accidentally kicked your stomach..."

Your sister Cao turned her head and waited for a while, wagging her tail, then turned her head and continued running.

"After returning to Wuzhou, you worked three jobs by yourself, and I only knew how to go to school. In fact, I didn't suffer much in those years, and I didn't even have much memory of the suffering of wandering around."

After a long time, I felt a burst of warmth on the back of my neck, and wet tears dripped from my neck all the way into my collarbone.

"You did everything possible to guide me to the OUHK, hoping that I would be an upright person who would stay away from the shopping malls. Maybe you also thought that one day in the future, the past will be rediscovered. If I was in the public security department, I would at least know about it earlier than others, right? In fact, my memory Li has some vague memories of what happened back then, and also thought that when he grows up, he will become a superman or something and do some feats of revenge. Even now, I still want to find out when I have the ability The truth, I have to give my parents a fair explanation. But also because of you, I didn't take a single step, and I didn't live in a trace of hatred." Xu Dongmei was put down on the recliner beside the bed for a long time, and Xu Dongmei's tears had already burst.

Your sister Cao walked around Xu Dongmei's feet a few times, squatted on the edge of the bed, picked up a corner of the carpet, and gnawed on her white belly.

"For more than 20 years, I thought that if you let me forget, I would forget, but you still remember those things clearly, and you haven't forgotten them for a day. I didn't notice the pain in your heart...Mom, it was me fault..."

"Last night I dreamed about my father. For more than 20 years, I hardly dreamed about him. In the dream, he was at the dining table in his hometown and told me that it was Aunt Mei who taught you how to hold chopsticks. This is in our hometown in the countryside. In the rules, it is the kindness of parents."

For a long time, I gently brushed the teardrops under Xu Dongmei's eye sockets: "After I changed my name, I will never change it back in this life. It has been more than 20 years, and I just put you down here, so you can put it down here too. What happens next, you've done everything you need to do, okay?"

Your sister Cao stood on Xu Dongmei's knee and licked the tears on her fingers. There was a foolishness in her round eyes. Xu Dongmei rubbed your sister Cao's head and swallowed a tear After that, he nodded with a smile.

After serving Xu Dongmei for a long time to sleep in the bedroom, he took your sister Cao downstairs and sat in the yard to smoke for a while. He had never felt that so many things were on his mind and he was so stuffy.

The phone rang.

It was the message from Shen Yong's ex-wife Wang Qian.

"Officer Xu, Shen Li's cemetery has been completed. No. 11-29, Area 3, Cifangshan Cemetery, less than one kilometer away from Shen Yong's cemetery."

After a long time, I opened the calendar on my mobile phone. It was already Qingming season, and the air was full of humidity. The wild Lingxiao tree in the corner of the courtyard gate was full of buds hanging over the wall, looking at the spring, and the water level of the river flowing through the city in the north began to slow down. As it rises slowly, the moss on the wall spreads a new round of deep green, and the sound of clinking beer bottles from somewhere in the distance is like a voice-activated switch that turns on the warm lights of the houses by the river one by one. Light it up for the first time, and the wine bottle will be poured into the gurgling water with a thud, and a bubble will be submerged in the dim night.

The long-awaited heartbeat suddenly missed a beat. Missing turns out to be more difficult to express than love.

He then forwarded the news to Lu Zhiyao, got up and went back to the house to cook.

When receiving the message, Lu Zhiyao and Lu Zhile were sitting at Yu Bei's house without looking at their mobile phones, the woman was shivering with her child hugged on the sofa, and her husband Qi Zhong'an was at a loss for his wife's fear.

Lu Zhiyao was a little annoyed, what the hell was going on, and he wasn't a bad person, so he was so scared!

"Mr. Lu, I don't know anything. I really don't know who he is. Please let me go." Yu Bei mumbled this sentence with trembling upper and lower lips.

When Lu Zhile investigated Yu Bei, she found that she had pretended to be calm for a few days after the approval form appeared, but as soon as the news of Cao Wanhong's death came out, she began to lose her composure. It's normal, Lu Zhile guessed that this approval form should have flowed out of her hands.

Lu Zhiyao gently tapped Yu Bei's shoulder: "Hey, you and I are both from Yuanhong, and you know that nothing will happen to you. Don't be so afraid. Can you tell us what happened? "

Yu Bei bit her lip and shook her head desperately, Qi Zhongan was also at a loss beside her: "It seems that something happened, but she refused to say it, and she always acted like a catastrophe is imminent."

Suddenly, Yu Bei's son crawled out from under her arm: "Last month, there was a sister, oh no, it was uncle, who came to the house, holding a gun—uh"

The child's mouth was covered by Yu Bei.

"What did you say!" Qi Zhongan shouted in fright.

Yu Bei began to sob: "Nothing! No! No!"

Lu Zhiyao took a look at Lu Zhile, the magical behavior of sister and uncle at this moment is really fucking familiar, who else can it be except a big guy in women's clothing!

Lu Zhiyao suppressed his voice in a calm tone: "Did he threaten you? You don't need to tell me who it is, I know him. Now I'm asking you, I'm right and you don't need to speak, I'm wrong Just shake your head."

Yu Bei pursed her lips and said nothing.

"That person is wearing a dress, but the voice is manly, right?"

Yu Bei looked at Lu Zhiyao and said nothing.

"He forced you to take out that approval form, right?"

Still didn't speak.

"Is that approval form forged?"

Yu Bei was still stunned and didn't speak at first, but suddenly his eyes came back to his senses, and he said in a trembling voice: "No, it's not completely forged, there was indeed that remittance back then."

Lu Zhiyao was a little surprised, and it was different from what he had guessed: "Then the money remitted is not a business payment, right?"

Continued silence.

Yu Bei suddenly said: "Actually, I don't know who this money is sent to and what it is used for. I just, just...follow the boss's wishes, and I don't know anything else."

"Boss? My dad? Lu Yuanzhen?"

"No, it's not...it's Mr. Cao."

Yes, who else could it be!Lu Zhiyao rubbed the corner of his forehead: "Yu Bei, you probably heard that Cao Wanhong is dead, and those who participated in the incident more than 20 years ago are likely to be involved, please tell us what happened earlier , it is possible to avoid more tragedies."

Yu Bei twisted for a while, her lips opened and closed slightly, and her voice was weak as if it came from another floor: "I was just a cashier and accountant who just joined Yuanhong Trading more than 20 years ago, and the remittance was originally signed and approved by President Cao. A foreign trade payment from the company to an overseas company, but a few months later, Mr. Cao asked me to make up an approval form to be changed to Mr. Zhou’s approval. Mr. Cao asked me to steal Mr. Zhou’s signature stamp. I... I know This was against the rules, but I was too young at the time, and I was afraid of losing my job. Mr. Cao promised me that he would reuse me after completing this matter. At that time, Mr. Zhou was not in charge of finances, but he also had the right to approve. Running a business doesn't pay much attention to this aspect.

"Mr. Zhou is very kind and trusts me," Yu Bei wiped away tears and continued, "In those years when the country's foreign exchange reform was carried out, our company had the right to operate foreign trade, and the business was quite good. Many complicated banking businesses were I'll do it. If I want Mr. Zhou to sign something, he will only ask Mr. Lu if Mr. Cao knows, and let me get his stamp cover. I will make up a reason why Mr. Cao can't sign it Mr. Zhou’s seal was stamped on the fake approval form. At that time, Mr. Cao took away the remittance slip of the money and the original of this approval form. I wanted to keep a guarantee for myself, so I quietly left a copy of the approval form. Later, Mr. Cao fulfilled his promise and supported me all the way. But I didn't expect..." Yu Bei sobbed again: "I really don't know what's wrong with the company that the money was sent to. But I know there must be something tricky in the middle, and I dare not ask."

Lu Zhiyao breathed a sigh of relief and walked out the door, feeling as if his heart was stuffed with blood. A conspiracy was calculated on his own head in the end, and Cao Wanhong's life had already been taken into account. many people.After Cao Wanhong's accident, the expression on Lu Yuanzhen's face was no longer as calm and calm as when he was invited to the city bureau for a long time, but Lu Yuanzhen was still sitting in Yuanhong. The feeling of this step.

Lu Zhiyao understands that Yuanhong has reached a crossroads at this time, and the wound 20 years ago has begun to ooze blood, and will soon be dug out from behind the scenes, and it may be dug out by him himself.

He took out his mobile phone and looked at it. When the message jumped into his sight for a long time, he didn't even look at the content of the message at first glance, but stared at the name of Jiu Jiu for a long time. It was a long time before this message. Lu Zhiyao's nose was filled with an unbearable soreness, he took a sniff, and wrote down the address of Shen Li's cemetery.

When walking out of the Xinhong Community, it was after dinner again. The food delivery carts at the entrance of the community were still smelling of food. Two different worlds, the outside and the outside, are dressed in a self-righteous disguise in the dark night, and are decorated into completely different human fireworks in the city of Wuzhou.

When I woke up in the morning, the housekeeper pushed the breakfast cart into the door.Lu Zhiyao sniffed, and floated to the table in an instant like a shadow: "Is it egg-filled pancakes today? Sister Chen's?"

The old housekeeper smiled and opened the lid of the table with a gentlemanly smile. The delicate western-style tableware was filled with shouts and anger from the alley: "Mr. Lu, please use it."

Lu Zhiyao grabbed the egg-filled biscuit and gnawed it, then called Qian Xiaoding: "Zhi Le has been checking Shi Hualin for the past two days, follow her, keep a low profile, do what you can, don't let anything happen to you, I'm going today Go to Chenli's cemetery, you..." Before he could finish speaking, Lu Zhiyao suddenly stopped chewing his breakfast, his face was a little ugly, "—that's it, hang up first." He hung up the phone numbly.

Lu Zhiyao put the egg-filled biscuit on the plate, and pulled it a few times with a fork. Suddenly, the corners of his eyes were filled with misty water vapor. He threw the tableware on the plate with a clatter, and shouted, "Get out!"

The old housekeeper and the house-cleaning staff lined up like quails with their heads bowed and their chests folded into the room. The housekeeper carefully rolled his eyes and looked at Lu Zhiyao and asked, "Mr. They're going to change..."

"Folk Culture Festival? You can fucking make it up! I actually believed it..." Lu Zhiyao's eyes turned red, "Did he teach you to say that! Do you really think I'm a fool? Oh, I'm really a fool ..."

The old housekeeper sent the staff out, and accompanied him to stand without saying a word.

Lu Zhiyao lowered his head and panted heavily, reached into his pocket to take out a tissue, his face changed color again after reaching into his pocket, and a tear slipped down the corner of his lips in a hurry.

Under the street lamp that night, I looked at him tenderly for a long time - "Lu Zhier, I give you a gift", the lingering wind and snow in Lu Zhiyao's eyes instantly turned into gentle drizzle, and he tasted the sweetest thing in the world on his lips Lu Zhiyao instantly forgot where he was after being in his arms for a long time.

Lu Zhiyao gritted his teeth and clutched his pockets tightly: "It's been a long time, you idiot, you really have you, and you've even tricked me out of tricks!"