Borrow light

When Yue Shiqin led He Muyun back at night, a young man like He Muyun, who couldn't hide anything, boldly warned Yue Shiqin, "My brother is mine, stay away from him."

Yue Shiqin chuckled, and teased him: "One mouth and one brother, Shubao recognizes you as a little idol."

He Muyun raised his head slightly, and his expression became even more arrogant: "Then you are like my brother, do your family recognize you? Fifty steps and a hundred steps."

The two are like scumbags who don't like each other, fighting each other to the death in private, but neither of them has the guts to complain to the teacher.

Standing at the top of the e-sports pyramid, He Muyun: Can the fat and water flow into the fields of outsiders?Where does a wild man who lives in a small alley want to eat swan meat?How unreasonable!

Yue Shiqin, who swallowed his anger when he was young, planted Xi Shuci's juicy Chinese cabbage: Fuck it, there are evil pens every year, especially this year, and there are waves of rivals in love.Is it easy to recruit pigs when the cabbage is big?

Yue Shiqin was at the intersection early in the morning, watching Mrs. Chen buy a large basket full of meat and vegetables at the morning market. After Mrs. Chen returned home, about half an hour later, she went out and saw Yue Shiqin was still there. At the intersection, walk up to him: "Let's go."

Yue Shiqin didn't say anything, and took Mrs. Chen to the Municipal Bureau.

When he arrived at the office, Jiang Yao handed him a folder. He put it on the table and called Jiang Yao and Lin Menghe, "Mrs. Chen surrendered herself. She is in the interrogation room. You two can go."

Yue Shiqin, Han Yue, and Shen Jiting thought about Huang Dongsheng's death, and felt that the most difficult thing to deal with was the person who killed Huang Dongsheng.

Han Yue circled a passage in the transcript: "Boss, yesterday we went to the ancient street to meet the old lady Chen, and Brother Gao interrogated that chicken feather again. Do you remember when he said, 'He was alive when he handed Huang Dongsheng over to someone else? What? Someone took Huang Dongsheng away from Zhang Qing and Ji Mao, and killed Huang Dongsheng."

Shen Jiting asked coldly: "Where's Zhang Qing?"

Han Yue shook his head: "Yesterday, I went to look for the chicken feather after talking about it. I don't know where I gambled all night. I just brought him back this morning. Brother Gao is on trial."

Yue Shiqin picked up the folder and nodded: "Okay, I'll go to the interrogation room."

Yue Shiqin and Shen Jiting watched the interrogation at the same time from behind the one-way glass.

After listening for a while, Yue Shiqin shook his head: "These two cases seem to be intertwined, but they are actually not very related."

Shen Jiting also agreed: "Chen Lian's death is already very clear, and Huang Dongsheng's side has just begun."

According to Mrs. Chen, Zhang Qing kidnapped Huang Dongsheng and asked Chen Lian and her for a ransom. She went to Chen Lian and heard that Chen Lian was going to sell the house in Gujie to a lending institution to redeem Huang Dongsheng.Old lady Chen was a little out of her mind. She had long wished for the death of her sloppy son, and the house in Gujie was the only thing that could be left to her grandson Huang Zhan.She wanted to kill Chen Lian.

Moreover, Chen Lian bought commercial insurance. If Chen Lian died, Huang Zhan could still receive a sum of compensation. Even if the incident happened, his grandson would be able to live in peace until he graduated from university to support himself.

Before she arrived at the small broken building where Huang Dongsheng and Chen Lian lived, Zhang Qing and the others had turned the house into a mess.She killed Chen Lian at that time, and she could still blame others.She kindly poured sleeping pills into Chen Lian's water, cleaned the cups she had touched, and when killing Chen Lian with a knife, she was very careful not to leave her fingerprints on the knife.

Shen Jiting smiled wryly and said, "The only thing she didn't expect was that if Zhang Qing or Huang Dongsheng killed people, it would be impossible for them to feed Chen Lian sleeping pills. The corpse can give the police more evidence than the scene."

Yue Shiqin sighed: "She's old, she's really going to be torn apart, she can't kill Chen Lian."

last question.

Lin Menghe asked, "Why are you surrendering yourself now?"

Mrs. Chen thought for a long time, and suddenly there was a softness in her eyes that was absent during the entire interrogation process: "Ah Zhan is not yet an adult, and I am his only relative in this world. This child is good at learning and has a good character. Such a dirty father and incompetent mother, but I want him to know that grandma loves him."

Lin Menghe covered his eyes.He went out with his things.

Jiang Yao came out of the interrogation room step by step, lowered his head in thought, until he saw the toe of Shen Jiting's shoe on the floor at the stairs in the corridor.

Shen Jiting peeled a plum candy and stuffed it into her lips, Jiang Yao held it on the tip of his tongue, a slightly sour taste slowly released in his mouth.

Jiang Yao still lowered his head: "Brother Shen, do you think she was responsible for Chen Lian's death? Is a person like Huang Dongsheng worthy of her redemption?"

Shen Jiting raised his hand to brush the loose hair behind her ears, and said softly: "Father did a psychological study on victims of domestic violence in his early years. Many victims of domestic violence would not choose to divorce or separate, but It's to get on with it. They're voluntary. A lot of people will use Stockholm Syndrome as an explanation."

Jiang Yao asked: "Brother Shen, what do you think? Is it also Stockholm Syndrome?"

Shen Jiting thought for a while, then shook his head slightly: "There are many reasons, this is just the psychology of some of them, I am more inclined, the victim's awareness of existence, emotion is different from money, when a person makes a wrong choice in emotion, Although what is paid is only emotions, but emotions are much more adhesive to existence consciousness than money, and there are too few people who can make a decisive decision. If you compare marriage with economic investment, the failure rate is the same, but people can Withdraw from money investment, and quickly look for the next investment, a person has invested countless times in his life, and failure is just a pain, but no one will divorce and remarry over and over again when the marital status is in trouble."

Jiang Yao said: "So, marriage is more likely to destroy a person than money?"

Shen Jiting further explained: "Emotional devotion means the meaning of existence to many people. They are not willing to easily overthrow their awareness of existence, because overthrowing will make them feel the emptiness of life. This kind of pain is a kind of spiritual delay. Well, philosophers are still afraid of this sense of nothingness, let alone ordinary people. Therefore, even if it is swampy and muddy, it still exists for them.”

Jiang Yao felt that Forensic Doctor Shen was really scary.

There is a feeling that after listening to his words, people suddenly don't want to live.

And what he said was none of his business.

"Is plum candy delicious?"

Forensic Shen's topic changed too quickly, Jiang Yao raised his head and said "ah", Shen Jiting looked at her face, stretched out his hand to hook her shoulder, brought him into his arms, and kissed her with his head down.

The sour taste of plum candy spread on the tip of their tongues, and Shen Jiting said in a low voice: "Your consciousness of existence is too low, almost nothingness. So am I. So, you want to try it with me, have you made do?"

Jiang Yao blinked, but he didn't quite understand. A man who maintains his health like a cultivator is nothingness enough.She is not nothingness, at least there are duck intestines and chicken wings in the world to love.

Jiang Yao said "Oh": "Then Brother Shen, let's make do with it, you will let me cultivate immortals with you, ah no, keep in good health?"

Shen Jiting looked down at her with a smile: "No, you can eat whatever you want. However, you must never smoke and drink in moderation."

Jiang Yao swallowed: "Where's the snail noodles?"

Shen Jiting: ...

"Don't push me too far."

Jiang Yao secretly licked his lower lip, and rubbed his lips secretly: What's wrong with the snail powder, the snail powder is still a child, don't make things difficult for it.

Jiang Yao went back to the office, sorted out the case of Chen Lian's murder with ease, and the official blog of the city bureau also issued a notice.

He posted another article about the Anti-Domestic Violence Law, and he also briefly copied what he just heard from Shen Jiting.

Shen Jiting closed the Weibo page, looked up to see Jiang Yao was buried in her work, and saw her head exposed behind a stack of documents.

He picked up his phone and logged into the official blog account, and shared a song, Wu Yufei's "Tree of Life".

When Jiang Yao went back at night, he turned on the music while feeding the lizard that had the same temperament and taste as his master.

"...To be alive, to announce to the world, I leave you low, and you will bear fruit / You can always work hard to maintain yourself, how strong you can live / At least you can let go of the shackles... Existence does not have to be for anyone"

Jiang Yao sat in front of the shelf in the entrance with his knees wrapped around his knees. He didn't know how long it had been, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Scared your father. I don't know if he wants you in the future."

The lizard moved its head, and its eyes stared at Jiang Yao motionlessly, showing a fearful expression of "the baby is afraid".

Jiang Yao nodded approvingly: "I'm afraid of him too."

A person whose existential consciousness is too free, fundamentally, has a low moral consciousness, because he is fearless, Jiang Yao met Shen Jiting who made her feel scruples...

Shen Jiting is like a dandelion floating into her barren desert.She suddenly felt the meaning of the word "life".

Although Shen Forensic Doctor's style of cultivating immortals and brainwashing skills like a magic stick, he doesn't seem to understand "life".

But people like Jiang Yao who think they are very qualitative are still included.

There may not be so many reasons, after all, it is a matter of metaphysics that the mung bean bastard has met his eyes.

When Yue Shiqin returned to the ancient street, he went to Mrs. Chen's and knocked on the door. Huang Zhan was at home, and Yue Shiqin only asked, "Is there any night self-study tonight?"

Huang Zhan shook his head.

Yue Shiqin patted him on the shoulder: "Then, go to Changle Street with brother to have some skewers?"

Huang Zhan looked up at him, but still didn't speak, Yue Shiqin sighed: "I really don't understand you bully, let's go, shall I take you to see a bully who can communicate with you?"

After speaking, he dragged Huang Zhan to Xi Shuci's place.

Xi Shuci was making soup in the kitchen, and Yue Shiqin told him about Mrs. Chen, "That child is like a stuffed gourd. I'm looking at the casserole. Would you like to talk to him?"

When Xi Shu resigned to the store, he saw Huang Zhan staring at his copybooks from afar, and said with a smile, "I heard from Qi Xiao that you also came to the store to buy postcards? Have you practiced?"

Huang Zhan turned his face to look at Xi Shuci, and when he questioned him with such a smile on his eyes, Huang Zhan's face burned up all of a sudden, "No... I didn't practice. I'm busy with homework at school. I just read the post."

Xi Shuci asked: "Which family's post did you read?"

Huang Zhan glanced at the shelf and pointed to a book: "Wei Bei."

Xi Shuci nodded: "That's right, you have a very high vision. Then do you know that in order to write a good Wei Bei, you must first write a good Tang Kai?"

Huang Zhan hummed: "When I was young, my grandma asked me to write about facial features. After high school, I didn't write much."

Xi Shuci took a washed cloth face post from the bookshelf: "Take it back and write it. It will save you trouble. You won't waste time practicing calligraphy. If you have time, you can write more. If you don't have time, you can write less."

Huang Zhan did not refuse, and accepted it. Xi Shuci pointed to his desk: "There are a few paintings over there, take a look at how they look. I'm going to cook, you can eat here tonight."

Huang Zhan looked at the back of Xi Shuci going to the yard, and suddenly felt less heavy and painful in his heart.

When eating at night, Yue Shiqin picked up some food for Huang Zhan, "Is it delicious?"

Huang Zhan nodded: "Can you teach me?"

Xi Shuci said with a smile: "Do I need to be taught how to cook? Isn't it enough to read it once?"

Huang Zhan gave a thoughtful "Yes", and Yue Shiqin, who had read it many times and was still not very good at it, felt that it was necessary to say something for himself: "Shu Bao, not everyone is talented in cooking. "

Xi Shuci glanced at him: "Well, so some people can only wash dishes for a lifetime."

Yue Shiqin heard him say "wash the dishes for a lifetime", happiness came too suddenly, and immediately added a play to himself: Shubao asked me to wash the dishes for him for a lifetime.

Xi Shuci felt that he had stopped his chopsticks and stared at him, and asked doubtfully, "Aren't you going to eat?"

Only then did Yue Shiqin come back to his senses, and said without thinking: "Well, I wash the dishes for you every day."

Huang Zhan almost put his head on the dining table...

He felt that what he was rubbing against today was not food, but dog food.

When He Muyun came back, Yue Shiqin even washed the pot, Xi Shuci didn't leave him any food, He Muyun was pestered by Han Yue and Gao Yanfei to play in the e-sports hall for three hours, Han Yue had to invite him to dinner , he rushed back hungry for Xi Shuci.

Xi Shuci turned around the small flower garden in the courtyard, and said coldly: "Didn't eat? Then you can order a takeaway."

He Muyun stood behind him, dragging his voice aggrievedly, "Brother..."

Xi Shuci stood up, and just turned around, He Muyun hugged him, put his lips on his neck, and cried a little: "Brother, my father never cares about me, and my mother doesn't like me. You hate me so much too." Me?"

Xi Shuci frowned slightly, "Let go."

Yue Shiqin came out of the store, raised his eyes, and saw He Muyun holding Xi Shuci through the flower window, his heart beat violently as if startled, and there was a long-lasting aftershock, which hurt his whole body.