soldiers in front

Luan Yunfeng said: "Yes, the place where we had a car accident was near the distribution shop. But it has been demolished a few years ago."

Xia Bingyang asked her to draw a picture, and then left in a hurry.

Provincial Highway 718 is still in the same place, but the buildings on the side of the highway have undergone drastic changes six years ago. Now there are gas stations, motor cities, and stretches of hotels and restaurants on both sides of the provincial highway.

Xia Bingyang drove on the highway for [-] minutes, and found the location of the power distribution room according to the map drawn by Luan Yunfeng.

The noon sun was so hot that it pricked people like red-hot needles.Xia Bingyang put on sunglasses to block the sun, got out of the car and slammed the door, stood on the side of the road and looked forward, only seeing the vast wilderness, several trucks were scattered on the ground full of sand and gravel, unloading sand.

The power distribution room has been demolished, and a new road will be built here.

Ji Zheng said he was waiting for him in the power distribution room, but the power distribution room no longer existed for him.Maybe Ji Zheng is waiting for him here, maybe he and Ji Zheng are very close now, but he can't see Ji Zheng.

Xia Bingyang stared at the field under construction in a daze, and unconsciously stood there with his head down for nearly half an hour.In order to keep cool, he unbuttoned his shirt to the third button. His neck and collarbone were exposed to the sun, and he was reddened by the sun in a short while.

He has always been somewhat allergic to ultraviolet rays. He didn't realize that he had been standing in the sun for nearly half an hour until his skin was so itchy. He wanted to go back to the car to avoid the sun, but when he turned around, his knees felt weak and he couldn't do it. force.Thanks to his quick reaction, he bent down to support the front of the car in time, otherwise he would have to kneel down to pay his respects to his car.

Xia Bingyang supported the front of the car to calm himself down, then walked across the road to a supermarket across the road, took out a piece of chewing gum from his pocket and threw it into his mouth.

The air conditioner was turned on in the supermarket, and a freezer filled with various kinds of ice cream and ice cream was placed in the most conspicuous position at the entrance of the store. Xia Bingyang wanted to buy a bottle of water, but changed his mind when he saw the popsicles.

He wanted to buy a popsicle, but in front of him were some elementary school students wearing uniforms of a certain elementary school.

These children may not have enough pocket money, or they may have difficulty choosing. In short, they huddle together in front of the freezer and stick their heads into the freezer, chatting endlessly about different flavors of ice cream.

Xia Bingyang waited for a while, and after 2 minutes, his patience ran out.He put his hand on a little boy's shoulder and said, "Handsome guy."

The little boy turned his head, revealing a round and chubby face, looking at Xia Bingyang in a daze.

Xia Bingyang was wearing sunglasses, the lower half of his face was expressionless, and he was chewing gum with his hands in his pockets, looking rather unfriendly.Although he tried his best to make his voice sound amiable, he still couldn't suppress the cold temperament emanating from his bones.

He said to the little boy, "Let me cut in line, and I'll treat you to ice cream."

Several children looked at him in a daze.The little boy didn't know whether he was persuaded by him or he was intimidated by him, so he quickly stepped aside to make way for Xia Bingyang.

Xia Bingyang tore off a plastic bag, first put a mung bean popsicle in it, looked at the children and asked, "Which one should you eat?"

The children looked at each other, not daring to speak.

Xia Bingyang didn't have the patience to ask again, so he filled a few boxes of ice cream with different flavors into the bag for them, and took it to the cashier to pay.

Although the children didn't say anything, they followed him out of the supermarket honestly.

Xia Bingyang took out his popsicle and handed the bag directly to the little boy.

The little boy said shyly, "Thank you uncle."

Xia Bingyang's face darkened, and he snatched the bag back, pressed his fingers on the sunglasses and gently pushed down, narrowing his exposed eyes slightly, and said threateningly: "What do you call me?"

He has been coquettish for many years, and he is very confident in his skin for visiting the spring scenery in the world, and he hates being called uncle the most.In his heart, he is always youthful, invincible, handsome and coquettish.

The little boy is also a smart person, so he immediately changed his words: "Thank you brother."

Only then did Xia Bingyang return the ice cream to him, and before he left, he did not forget to warn them: "Don't eat what strangers give you in the future."

Back in the car, he sat in the driver's seat and ate a popsicle, planning to drive back after eating the popsicle.

But when he finished eating the popsicles, the plan was disrupted.

He has been trying to get in touch with Ji Zheng since this morning, but Ji Zheng's phone can't get through.When his mobile phone rang, he thought it was Ren Erdong and his ilk, so he connected and said, "Speak."

"Bing Yang, are you here?"

Hearing Ji Zheng's voice, Xia Bingyang was slightly taken aback, then took the phone from his ear and looked at the call display, it was Ji Zheng who was right.

Xia Bingyang was at a loss for words, and after a while, he tried his best to speak naturally: "I'm here, where are you?"

Ji Zheng stood in the shadow by the wall of the power distribution room, surrounded by weedy fields.The weather was very hot, he took off his suit jacket and put it on his arm, but the sweat around his neck still soaked the collar of his white shirt.

He held his mobile phone and looked around: "I'm in the power distribution room, how about you?"

Xia Bingyang turned his head and looked at the quiet wilderness of Siye through the car window, suddenly felt a little empty in his heart, as if the whole world didn't exist for him, only the voice belonging to Ji Zheng was left in his ear.

He didn't speak for a long time, and the unfinished popsicle gradually melted, dripping down his fingers like a puddle of melted ice cream.The cold stimulation brought him back to his senses for a while. With his mobile phone held between his shoulders, he took out a tissue from the tissue box on the bridge to wipe off the green sticky liquid on his hands, and said, "The power distribution room has been demolished. Can not see you."

Ji Zheng also whispered after a while: "I can't see you either."

Although he couldn't see Ji Zheng, he could see Ji Zheng's face from Ji Zheng's voice. Ji Zheng's voice was deep and gentle, more resolute and steady than in his memory, but he had never heard Ji Zheng use such a voice. Having spoken in this tone, Ji Zheng in his voice seemed to be lost, melancholy, and sentimental.

Xia Bingyang felt as if someone had pricked his heart with a needle. After a burst of pain, his heart gradually cooled down and then warmed up again.

As if afraid of revealing his emotions, Xia Bingyang took the phone from his ear and held it tightly in his hand, lying on the steering wheel and silently adjusting his breathing, and only put the phone to his ear when he calmed down.

For a while, neither he nor Ji Zheng spoke, they were both waiting for the other to say something.

Ji Zheng walked towards the side of the parking lot with his mobile phone, lowered his head slightly, and listened carefully to the voice on the phone, but the phone was always silent, and he finally broke the silence.

He forced a smile and said, "I'm very glad to be able to get in touch with you."

Xia Bingyang sat up straight slowly, lowered his eyes, and showed a slight smile on his silent face: "Are you happy, I can't tell."

Ji Zheng walked to the side of the road, opened the door and sat in the car, saying: "Really, I am very happy."

Xia Bingyang believed it in his heart, but he said, "I don't believe it."

Listening to him talking on the other end of the phone, Ji Zheng suddenly felt a little dazed.Unexpectedly, after all these years, Xia Bingyang's way of losing his temper is still so childish. Throwing it on the ground, shouting at him 'It's not fair!The wind is blowing on my side! ' Xia Bingyang is no different.

Hearing Xia Bingyang's wayward temper towards him, Ji Zheng felt warm in his heart, as if Xia Bingyang had never been far away from him, Xia Bingyang still trusted him, relied on him, and got close to him, the distance between them was still close enough touch each other anytime.

Ji Zheng forced himself not to recall the past, nor to continue to think deeply, he was afraid that he would lose control.He took the phone away, looked up at the top of the carriage and sighed, then smiled and said, "It's true."

Xia Bingyang let out a slight 'hum' from his nose, which could hardly be caught, and said, "Anyway, I don't believe it."

"Then what should I do to make you believe me?"

Xia Bingyang raised the corners of her lips slightly, and said flatly: "Say it again, I will believe you."

Ji Zheng said: "I am very happy."

"What are you happy about?"

"I'm glad to hear your voice."

Xia Bingyang took down the phone again, covered it with his hand to prevent the sound from leaking in, turned his head and smiled out of the window for a while, then cleared his throat, deliberately made his voice calm and cold, and said to Ji Zheng: " Me too."

Ji Zheng smiled helplessly and stopped talking.

Xia Bingyang waited for a while and asked, "Why don't you speak?"

Ji Zheng said: "Listen to you."

"I'm done, you say."

"I do not know what to say."

"Then let me ask you, why haven't you contacted me?"

Ji Zheng was silent for a moment, and said: "It was agreed at the beginning that I will not contact you anymore, I don't want to disturb you."

Xia Bingyang was immediately annoyed, and the maturity and stability that he had intentionally let the other party feel just now collapsed: "Who told you, don't talk nonsense!"

Ji Zheng was silent again, and it took a long time before he said: "Sorry."

Xia Bingyang turned his head to look out the window again, and after a while, he said in a low voice: "I don't want to mention that matter again."

Ji Zheng said: "Okay, don't mention it."

Although no one could see it, Xia Bingyang still kept his face cold on purpose, and said again: "You are abroad, I can't contact you. I can only wait for you to contact me, but you have not contacted me."

Ji Zheng smiled and said: "Isn't it contacting you now?"

Xia Bingyang said: "But I can't see you." After speaking, he frowned, and asked as if he couldn't bear it: "Where did you go?"

Ji Zheng looked around and said, "I'm in the power distribution room now."

"I mean where did you go? I haven't been able to reach you."

Ji Zheng can't answer this question now, because Xia Bingyang's past is the future for him, and he doesn't know what will happen in the future, so he has to keep silent.

Xia Bingyang also quickly realized that he had asked an extremely stupid question.

Although he couldn't answer his question, Ji Zheng assured him: "I don't know yet, but I will keep in touch with you. If anything happens, I will tell you in time."

This sentence was very pleasing to the ear, and Xia Bingyang was comforted by him, and gave a low 'hmm'.

Ji Zheng didn't want to continue this topic full of unknowns, so he deliberately diverted the topic and asked, "Who is that woman you asked me to find?"

"No one, just a car accident..."

Xia Bingyang fell silent suddenly, staring at the sun-blackened road in front of the windshield, paused for a moment before saying: "Brother Ji Zheng."

"Ok?"

"Are you on July 12, 7?"

"Yes."

Xia Bingyang felt excited immediately, and said to himself: "For you, only four months have passed since that car accident."

Ji Zheng heard it, and asked: "What car accident?"

"The woman you met this morning is called Luan Yunfeng. Her husband killed a person in a car accident. As a result, another car accident happened while escaping. Her husband also died in the car accident. The scene of the car accident is the power distribution room of the 718 National Highway. Nearby. But Luan Yunfeng said that there was a second vehicle at the scene of the accident, and the accidental death was not the perpetrator, but the victim. The case file in my hand is not complete, and most of the residents on the roadside at the scene of the crime have moved out. The investigation is very difficult, but you..."

"You want me to help you investigate this car accident?"

Ji Zheng cut off his words calmly.

Xia Bingyang asked with a hanging heart: "Is it possible?"

Ji Zheng smiled lightly: "Of course, I can't help you with your business."

"That's great, I'll send you the information...why can't I send it?"

Ji Zheng was not surprised. After all, there was an interval of six years between them. It was an unbelievable and bizarre event to be able to talk. Of course, the data could not be sent across time and space.

Ji Zheng said: "No need to send it, I will find a way to get it myself."

There was a 'thrilling' sound coming from the phone.

Xia Bingyang looked at the signal grid, and sure enough, the signal was gradually declining.

He was about to speak when he heard Ji Zheng sigh imperceptibly, and said, "Let's talk next time, Bing Yang."

Xia Bingyang held the phone tightly, as if wanting to grab the last remaining signal, and asked him, "When?"

"Soon, I promise."

He only promised to contact Xia Bingyang again, but he didn't explain how to guarantee it, and he couldn't explain clearly.After making a promise to Xia Bingyang, the call was cut off.

Ji Zheng looked at the blacked-out mobile phone in a daze, until the sweat on his body was evaporated by the cold air in the car, and the fabric of the clothes was applied to his body with cold compresses, and it was a little cold again, so he turned off the air conditioner and got out of the car.

Ji Zheng supported the front of the car to stand facing the road, looked back at the power distribution room more than ten meters away from the road, and looked at the buildings on the side of the road and the possible cameras.

The two sides of the road are relatively empty, and there is a self-built house [-] meters away from the road. The place closest to the scene of the car accident is the power distribution room.There is also a small restaurant diagonally across the road.

He crossed the street and went into the restaurant.There were not many people in the small restaurant, and there were only three people at meal times. The chef and owner in an apron sat behind the counter and watched TV with his legs crossed.The guests are not active when they come.The proprietress who heard the noise came out of the kitchen cursing and welcoming the guests.

Ji Zheng looked at the menu on the wall and ordered two bowls of noodles casually, and kept the proprietress who turned around to enter the kitchen: "Sister, I want to ask you something."

The proprietress first drove her husband to the kitchen to cook, and then sat down next to Ji Zheng, smiling happily: "What's the matter?"

Ji Zheng picked up the teapot on the table, poured a cup of tea and pushed it in front of her, saying: "A few days ago, there was a car accident in this place, did you know about it?"

Seeing his deep eyebrows and noble demeanor, the proprietress intentionally said a few more words to him: "You mean the incident of Gong Haiqiang hitting someone to death?"

Ji Zheng nodded: "Yes."

"Unlucky!"

The proprietress pointed to the door: "It's right in front of our store, and the fortune of the year will be lost!"

"you saw it?"

"No, it rained heavily in those two days, and the rain soaked the floor. Our shop was closed to repair the floor."

The proprietress moved a bench closer to Ji Zheng, and said: "But I have heard that Gong Haiqiang killed the old carpenter Lei Honggen, and the old carpenter's children asked Gong Haiqiang's wife for more than 30! Old man, dead is worth so much money." He continued, "Gong Haiqiang hit someone to death and wanted to escape, but then got into a car accident and killed himself, he deserved it!"

"A car accident, two people died?"

The proprietress waved her hands again and again: "There are more than two people. Two days after that incident happened, the police took out a corpse from under the bridge!"

Ji Zheng held the cup to his mouth and took a sip of water, his face remained motionless: "What corpse?"

"A girl, stripped naked. And what else."

The proprietress bumped into Ji Zheng's shoulder, pretending to be ambiguous.

Ji Zheng moved a little to the side calmly, and asked, "How did the girl die?"

"It was ruined by people. After death, it was thrown into the bridge hole. It rained heavily a few days ago, and the flood rushed out from under the bridge hole."

"Case Broken"

"It's broken, it's broken in less than a week, otherwise how can we rest assured, the eighteen-year-old girl died just like that, it's really scary..."

The proprietress was still berating the murderer for his insanity, but Ji Zheng didn't listen. He looked back at the store door and asked, "Have you installed a camera in your store?"

"No, whoever has the spare money to install that thing, it's not useful if it's fancy."

Ji Zheng took out his wallet, counted out a bowl of noodles and put money on the table, thanked the proprietress and walked to the door.

"You're not eating?"

The proprietress asked from behind.

Ji Zheng returned to the car and called Min Chengzhou on the way back.