Good luck and peace

What do you say?

Wu Jinting glanced at him, then looked down at the white rice, poking with disposable wooden chopsticks.Not only is he no longer in the mood to eat, but he no longer has the mood to talk.say what?What can I say?If you don’t understand, don’t bother to think about it, and if you don’t understand it, just force yourself to accept it.

Qu Jiu seemed to be angry, and fell back on the chair with a "boom", playing with her fingers dejectedly.He stood up suddenly and ran to the bathroom.somebody is coming.

The polite knock on the door was neither Lao Li nor Xiao Zhu.

"Please come in." Wu Jinting said.

The person outside opened the door and came in. It was Mr. Yan whom I met today.Yan Xu, who took off his white robe, was wearing a satin suit. He couldn't tell whether it was dark blue or black. Anyway, the sense of discord with this place soared.

"Hello, what's the matter?" Wu Jinting put down his chopsticks and stood up, following behind Yan Xu who was looking around.

"Come here and get Qu Chongjiu's information." Yan Xu said lightly.

Naqu Chongjiu is hiding in the bathroom right now, why don't you pull it out and show him?Forget it, didn't someone say that you can't mess with ghosts if you mess with anyone?

Wu Jinting rummaged through the file cabinet for a while, where did he find any information?It's all record books.

"We don't have any information about him here." He said to Yan Xu.

Yan Xu finally set his sights on him, stern as death in the extremely dim light: "Then let me tell you, he didn't die by drowning, but died before entering the water and was strangled to death. "

"Tell me what to do?"

Yan Xu didn't answer his question, and continued: "I'll tell you one more thing, he has no admission record, so how did he appear in the morgue of the Third Hospital?"

Wu Jinting's scalp was numb, and he was even more horrified than when he first saw the record book.It means that someone transported Qu Chongjiu's body to the morgue unknowingly, and made false records.

Yan Xu propped his hands on the desk, facing Wu Jinting: "Let me ask again, do you know him?"

At this moment, the entire morgue was colder than ever before. Wu Jinting was stared at, but he still shook his head firmly: "I really don't know him."

Qu Jiu didn't come out until 10 minutes after Yan Xu left, as if he was afraid that the person would come back halfway.

"Qu Jiu." Wu Jinting called out to him with difficulty.

"how?"

"I might have to get out of here."

"where to?"

"I don't know, I won't come back here anyway."

Qu Jiu looked at him, frowning as if he was about to cry in the next second.

"You too, go wherever you want." Wu Jinting didn't know where the word in this sentence referred to.

Early the next morning, Lao Li had just arrived on the second basement floor when he ran into Xiao Wu who was not sleeping on the table.

"Old Li, I'm leaving. The resignation letter has been handed over to the hospital."

"So soon?" Old Li felt a little bit reluctant to part with this child. It is rare to see a child who is so willing to work the night shift.

Wu Jinting didn't say anything more, reached out and pressed the elevator, all he wanted was to get out of this place as soon as possible, this unreasonable sense of urgency even surprised him.

Lao Li's life has returned to the original track, and he doesn't even have anyone to joke with.However, this situation did not last long, and the people from the Public Security Bureau came.

"Where is Wu Jinting?" The plainclothes policeman showed his ID.

"I resigned this morning." Lao Li was puzzled, why it was strange that Xiao Wu went to the police station yesterday, and the police came to the door today?

"Damn, escaped pretty fast."

escape?Not a good word to use.

Old Li asked, "What did he do?"

"It's a big deal, do you know where his home is?"

"I know where to go, he has only been working here not long."

At this time, the cell phone of one of the plainclothes policemen rang, and hung up after a couple of hums.

"It's done, there's nothing else to do." After saying goodbye to Lao Li, the group left in a hurry.

Wu Jinting was arrested while packing up his things at home. Although he didn't know why he was called to the interrogation room of the Public Security Bureau, he had no choice but to cooperate with the people's police in handling the case.The point is why should he be handcuffed? !

The interrogation rooms in the suburbs are still decent. In one room, there are glass windows like those in TV dramas where the inside cannot see the outside, but the outside can see the inside clearly.

The first person to come in was the plainclothes policeman who had just gone to his house to "arrest" him. He had a small stubble and looked like he was in his early thirties at most.

"Officer Song, what did I do? Why did you arrest me?" He had asked no less than ten times along the way.

Officer Song sat opposite him, holding a file bag in his hand: "You are now a suspect in a murder case."

Murder, a word that has appeared frequently in the past two days.

"What murder?" Wu Jinting seemed to have thought of some tricks. No matter what he said or how to justify, it was useless. A murderer would not write the word murderer on his face. Before the truth surfaced, he would just You can keep silent, and you don't need to say anything about what you haven't done.

"The case of Qu Chongjiu on October 10."

Why is it Qu Chongjiu again, can we not get involved with this person.

"Didn't he die on October 10?" Wu Jinting said, which was indeed written in the record book.

Police officer Song laughed: "That's just confusing the public. Even the murderer couldn't bear the change of the corpse and the stench of decay. After that, he chose to transport the corpse to the morgue, write a high-sounding cause of death, and wait for the corpse to be released." People claiming it were forcibly cremated."

"Everything is well prepared, but the only variable in the plan is the generous time given by the Third Hospital." Officer Song looked at him, his eyes seemed to peel off his flesh and dig out his heart to have a look , "Do you know why the No. [-] Hospital can store corpses for so long? Because there is no crematorium in this area, and corpses to be cremated need to go through the Public Security Bureau and go through a lot of procedures, which is very troublesome."

Having said so much, what does it have to do with Wu Jinting?

"Why am I a suspect? Because the time he was sent to the morgue was close to the time I entered the job?"

Officer Song looked like he was playing the piano to a cow, and took out a stack of photos from his file bag and threw them in front of Wu Jinting.Now it was Wu Jinting's turn to be dumbfounded.These photos... Most of them were taken by Qu Chongjiu, but there were also a few photos of two people in them. The face on the photo was very familiar, it was himself.How can it be! ?When are the photos! ?

His hand holding the photo trembled uncontrollably, cold sweat poured down like a waterfall, his words stuck in his throat, he opened his mouth in vain but couldn't express any thoughts.

"We checked your family background, the only child. We also checked Qu Chongjiu's family background. Both parents died, and he lived with his grandma. The family is quite far away, so his grandma still doesn't know about the death of his grandson." Officer Song Watching Wu Jinting's performance with great interest, "Qu Zhongjiu, a top student at Z University, is in a relationship with a man. But you two have done a good job of keeping secrets, and we have spent a lot of effort on this matter."

Wu Jinting organized the photos and said, "I have no idea what you're talking about. I've said it many times. I don't know him."

Officer Song spread his hands, perhaps having anticipated the answer, he got up and went out indifferently.Several people stood outside the interrogation room.

"Sakura, you go, I'm lost." Officer Song lit a cigarette and handed over the task to the only woman.

"According to my judgment, he may have intermittent amnesia. Because of the excessive pressure, his brain chooses to avoid this memory." The woman first threw out her own conclusion, but she only said it was possible, "From his performance just now Look, there is really no doubt."

He Youying entered the interrogation room, and Chong Wu Jinting showed a kind smile: "Next, please answer my question truthfully, which will help clear the suspicion."

Wu Jinting nodded.

He Youying turned on the recorder and began her interrogation.

"How old are you this year?"

"……22 years old."

"Which college did you graduate from?"

"City B City Management Vocational College."

"When did you graduate?"

"This June."

What the hell are these problems.

"What was your first job after graduation?"

"The morgue of the Third People's Hospital of Xicheng District is collecting workers."

"Don't be so serious, let's just have a normal chat."

Do you need to turn on the recorder for a chat? ?

"Oh."

"Have you ever been in love in college?"

Wu Jinting had to recall this question carefully, it was obviously something that happened not long ago, but he felt that he couldn't remember it clearly, maybe because his mind was a little messed up now.

"……Maybe not."

"Be more precise."

"Anyway, I really haven't talked to Qu Zhongjiu."

He Youying still kept smiling, and turned off the recorder: "I see, thank you for your cooperation."

Wu Jinting was sent back home, with the red marks on his wrists from handcuffs and the eyeliner arranged by the Public Security Bureau to monitor his every move.

The special case team held a meeting overnight.

He Youying spoke first: "Wu Jinting, born in February 95, 23 years old, graduated from City B City Management Vocational College in June 2017. According to the comparison of data, I can confirm that my judgment is correct."

Wu Jinting sealed up the memory from the second half of 2017 to the time of Qu Chongjiu's death in 2018, and then removed the period of more than a year, and the two memories were seamlessly connected.

"Is that what happened after Qu Zhongjiu's death?" Officer Song asked.

He Youying nodded.

"Now we just need to find something that can convict him. The murderer must be him." Officer Song heaved a sigh of relief, "Old Yan, I'll leave it to you."

They are all human spirits, no one can escape the eyes of others.

Wu Jinting was lying on the sofa, unable to fall asleep even after watching late-night variety shows without peeing.As soon as I closed my eyes, the photos I saw today began to loop in my mind.He once suspected that the police had perjured himself.

Late at night, a person knocked on the door.The three elements of horror are gathered together.Another three knocks.He quickly got up and opened the door, knowing who it was without even thinking about it, the person who put him in danger, or a ghost?

"I look at you now and I really want to beat you up."

Qu Jiu's face was full of question marks, thinking that he would first ask himself how he found this place: "Why?"

"Why are there so many!?" Wu Jinting walked to the window and opened the curtain to look down. Sure enough, the car that followed him back was still parked downstairs, "Then why the hell are you pestering me!?"

Qu Jiu didn't understand at all what kind of temper he was throwing out of nowhere: "Yes, I'd better leave."

"Fart, let's go, come here, have a drink."

"I do not drink."

I didn't see you drinking that Coke either.

"Sit there, sit still."

Whether you drink it or not, you're a sleeping pill, and it won't take long for you to sit here and put someone to sleep.

The fact is true, Wu Jinting didn't finish a can of beer, and fell asleep on the sofa.

Today, I am not so confused, I still had a dream.The room layout in the dream is not big, like a single room with tatami mats for two people, with traces of life.For some reason, he walked in, and there was a bathroom inside. As soon as he opened the door of the bathroom, the color of the whole dream became scarlet, as if he had stepped into a bloody mouth.There was a bathtub in the small bathroom, and there was a pool of blood in the bathtub!

The person who woke up suddenly had shortness of breath and a violent heartbeat.The people around him were no longer there, and the sky was already broad daylight. Sure enough, this ghost was still a nocturnal thing.However, the aftertaste of the nightmare has not subsided for a long time, and the scarlet bathroom scene is still played repeatedly in memory.

Ridiculously ridiculous yet utterly true.