Before The College Entrance Examination, 20 Years Later, I Sent A Text Message

The policeman who was driving also quickly got out of the car and ran quickly to chase after Sun Xiaoshuang in front.

Sun Xiaoshuang ran to Jiang Rongguang, who was standing beside the white car, and saw Jiang Rongguang's mouth was pouring out blood at a glance. Seeing his tragic appearance, Sun Xiaoshuang's expression immediately became solemn, and he quickly squatted in front of him. , Shen Sheng asked: "Sir, how are you? Can you still talk? Do you know who the person who hurt you just now is?"

Jiang Rongguang's eyes were a little sloppy. Hearing the words, there was a crackling sound in his throat, his mouth opened, and he wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

His left hand was raised, as if he wanted to grab Sun Xiaoshuang's arm, but when he was half-raised, it fell down weakly.

At this time, the male policeman who had just driven came arrived. Seeing Jiang Rongguang's tragic condition, he took out his walkie-talkie and prepared to call an ambulance for Jiang Rongguang.

Sun Xiaoshuang sighed and raised his hand to stop him, "No need! This person is helpless."

As if to verify her judgment, before she finished speaking, Jiang Rongguang's head suddenly slanted, his legs kicked, and he didn't move.

The male policeman who is about to call an ambulance: "???"

Sun Xiaoshuang frowned and stared at Jiang Rongguang's body for a moment, then slowly reached out and pressed Jiang Rongguang's throat bone, his expression changed slightly, "No wonder he couldn't speak just now, his throat bone was broken."

The male policeman looked puzzled, "Captain, that's not right, even if his throat was shattered, he shouldn't have died so quickly, right? We just saw him being beaten, and he died so quickly. Is he still alive? Are there any other injuries?"

Sun Xiaoshuang nodded slightly, looked down, and landed on Jiang Rongguang's chest. She remembered that when she saw the situation in the police car just now, the masked murderer seemed to hit the man first in the chest.

Under normal circumstances, it is very difficult for ordinary people to hit someone on the chest with their bare hands.

The clothes on Jiang Rongguang's chest are still intact, and there is no knife edge, so it should not be killed by a sharp weapon.

She stared at Jiang Rongguang's chest for a while, and reached out to unzip Jiang Rongguang's jacket. Although it was winter, Jiang Rongguang didn't wear much clothes.

When he drives, he is used to turning on the air conditioner and heating in the car very much.

Therefore, he does not have much clothes on.

Sun Xiaoshuang uncovered the large bruises on his jacket, and there were two bruises not only on the skin, but also slightly sunken at the bruises.

She frowned and reached out to touch the two depressions, her eyes suddenly becoming surprised.

"Captain, what's the matter? What did you find?" The male policeman was curious.

Sun Xiaoshuang frowned, withdrew his hand, with a solemn expression, "Two broken ribs, looking at the size of the bruise, it doesn't look like he was hit by a fist, by the way, did you see it clearly? Did the murderer hit him with his palm? of?"

The male policeman frowned and recalled. After a few seconds, his expression changed. "It seems that he really beat him with his palm. Captain, do you mean that the murderer just now knows kung fu? Is he a master of palm techniques?"

Sun Xiaoshuang stood up with a dignified expression and nodded slightly, "It should be really a master of palm techniques. It is impossible for ordinary people to break the two ribs of such an adult man with a few palms. And just now, did you see how the murderer escaped? Such a high wall , he turned over easily."

Having said that, her eyes couldn't help but look at the wall not far away.

The male policeman also looked over, "The fence is at least two meters high, right?"

Sun Xiaoshuang: "At least!"

...

When Chen Yu got home, it was already past two in the morning.

On the way back, he took care of the mask and windbreaker.

The anonymous mobile phone card that called Jiang Rongguang was naturally also dealt with.

When he got home, he went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Standing under the shower head, letting the hot water wash his face, he closed his eyes, recalling his actions tonight, especially when Jiang Rongguang was killed in the end, the police car that came not far away gave his heart to him. cast a shadow. Although he was wearing a mask when he started.

but……

That cop came by coincidence.

He was worried that sooner or later it would find out on him.

It is really too much and too advanced in modern criminal investigation methods.

He remembered a few cigarette butts he threw on the ground before he started twice tonight.

He originally thought that as long as the police's investigation direction could not lock him, those cigarette butts would be irrelevant, but now that he thinks about it, once the police's investigation direction is locked on him, those cigarette butts will be able to sit on the ground tonight. The murderer is Chen Yu.

But now, he went back to the crime scene to clean up those cigarette butts, which was already very dangerous, so he might as well not go.

For now, he can only pray that the police can't be sure that the cigarette butts were thrown by him before he started.

After all, whether it was the alley next to the Xiaojiuxian Restaurant or the shade of the tree in front of the food city gate, there were definitely more than the few cigarette butts he threw.

Someone else must have thrown it.

After taking a shower, he returned to the master bedroom on the second floor. When he went to bed, Tang Hongjie woke up despite his light movements.

She opened her sleepy eyes, yawned, and asked casually, "I ate with my classmates and didn't come back until now? What time is it?"

Chen Yu froze, his eyes blinked, "Come on, friends who haven't seen each other for several years, forgot the time when chatting, I will definitely pay attention in the future, it's getting late, you can continue to sleep!"

Tang Hongjie sniffed, her expression a little surprised, "You guys have only come back from the gathering, and haven't you been drinking?"

Chen Yu: "That guy said that his wife gave him a death order not to allow him to drink. I knew that I wouldn't drink tonight. When I went out, I drove off. Alas, go to sleep! I'm sleepy too."

Saying that, he lifted the quilt, lay down in the quilt, and covered the quilt.

Tang Hongjie yawned again, and finally didn't ask any more questions.

After this day, he began to reclusive.

Every day I stay with Tang Hongjie or my grandmother, help choose vegetables, help with cooking, and help with home hygiene.

Because he is worried that the police will investigate him someday, and at that time, he will have to leave this time and space.

Therefore, he wanted to spend more time with Tang Hongjie and grandma while he still had some time.

As for sons and daughters?

Although he was reluctant to give up in his heart, after experiencing the previous changes in time and space, each time his children were different, he had already looked down on them in his heart.

He knew in his heart that as long as he had to experience the changes of time and space for the rest of his life, the children he had now would inevitably disappear from his life.

And the changes of time and space are sometimes not under his control. Just like two times before, he did nothing here, but there was a certain change in his 17-year-old self, and he suddenly changed in time and space.

This kind of change in time and space that is not under his control made him speculate-perhaps the time and space where he is currently, for Chen Yu 20 years ago, was just a possibility of his future life.

It is also for this reason that when Chen Yu 20 years ago made diametrically different choices on a certain matter, his time and space here will change 20 years later.

Therefore, the time and space he is in is not stable and may change at any time, but he cannot stop it.

Therefore, he cherishes his wife, parents and grandma more than his children.