Corpse Retriever

Li Zhuiyuan picked up the chalk and wrote down the clues on the blackboard.

"The girl who was sleepwalking and almost jumped off the building and was rescued by Runsheng Yin Meng went to Luoxin Island Amusement Park yesterday.

The husband of the suspect who insisted that he was just dreaming in the murder case brought by Tan Wenbin is an employee of Luoxin Island Amusement Park.

The Zhou brothers will go to Luoxin Island Amusement Park to perform lion dance part-time on weekends."

The last time I had dinner with the Zhou brothers, they talked about this at the dinner table.

The conditions of the brothers' family are not bad. After all, they are a family with inheritance and craftsmanship, but the thinking of the family is a bit rigid, ignoring that it is not the same as being at home when you are away from home, and the price difference between the two places.

The family thinks that the money given is enough for the brothers to eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks in Jinling, and even touch the edge of luxury.

In fact, because the brothers are martial artists, their appetite is much greater than that of ordinary people. The living expenses at home are really not enough to eat, so they have to often take some performances outside to subsidize the food expenses.

Once, a leader in the city brought his children to Luoxin Island Amusement Park on the weekend. He was amazed by the wonderful lion dance performance and asked about it. After learning that the two brothers were college students, he arranged for them to participate in the upcoming college student art performance in the city.

The leader opened his mouth and the people below ran around.

But in fact, it was such a simple matter. They had a relationship before, so Lin Shuyou only needed to go to their school and sit down and chat with the Zhou brothers to get a complete clue.

He had a fight with them inexplicably, and then traced the source step by step. He went to the relevant leaders in the academy who were responsible for program selection and the organizer of the program. It happened that the former was organizing an exchange meeting with a martial arts school, and the latter was preparing for the relevant events of the city's martial arts association.

Lin Shuyou, who was obviously doing a secret investigation, was fighting everywhere.

The three groups of people left the school at about the same time in the morning. They only had a simple piece of paper with space for records, but Lin Shuyou's experience was the richest and most tortuous.

If Lin Shuyou was replaced by Tan Wenbin, Li Zhuiyuan would think that Tan Wenbin had made his intention clear and deliberately went around in circles to give the hand more trouble.

But since it was Ah You, Li Zhuiyuan felt that he was acting in his true colors and was working very hard.

Li Zhuiyuan drew a circle on "Luo Xin Island Amusement Park" and knocked:

"Obviously, the clue trap set by that hand for us is in this amusement park."

Then, Li Zhuiyuan's eyes fell on the three records in front of him that were written in words.

"The fifth wave has been taken over by me, and the opponent is Burch's spirit.

There is good news and bad news.

Let's talk about the bad news first: we have not received any river water from Burch's spirit.

Let's talk about the good news: Burch feeds on dreams, and his spirit should also have the same characteristics.

So this time,

we don't need to change the content of the script, we just need to change the name of the play."

Li Zhuiyuan wrote on the blackboard: "Dream Ghost" and "Burch" respectively.

The boy picked up the blackboard eraser and first erased "Dream Ghost", then pulled out a line from each of the three lines of clues originally written on the blackboard, pointing to "Birch".

Tan Wenbin understood and smiled.

This time, unlike the last time, he and others still needed to create causal clues, because he could just apply the fake clues that the hand had made for him and others.

Things like true and false can only be confirmed when the lid is opened, and the one who opened the lid is Jiang Shui.

That hand wanted to guide him and others to find "Dream Ghost", and he and others only needed to shout to find "Birch". Under the influence of Jiang Shui, it didn't matter whether it was "Dream Ghost" or "Birch".

Because the black hand behind the scenes was naturally defined as the evil force behind the death.

For example, last time, when Xiong Shan's team was about to fail, his team went up, and it was the same here. Even if he and others failed, there would be other teams to take over next.

The hand that wanted to take it away perfectly became a dealer on the river, forced to bear the impact of the river again and again.

Tan Wenbin thought this was really a good move. Killing someone with a borrowed knife was nothing. Brother Xiaoyuan wanted to use the river to wipe out the whole family this time!

Yin Meng thought about it and nodded silently.

Lin Shuyou had just finished reading what Brother Xiaoyuan wrote, that is, he was just familiar with the background outline. He didn't fully understand it at the moment, but it didn't prevent him from nodding thoughtfully and adding a sentence: "Oh~"

Runsheng said: "Xiaoyuan, you can not tell us these."

Tan Wenbin nodded immediately after hearing this: "Yes, it's better not to tell us."

Lin Shuyou: "Yes, yes, indeed."

Runsheng meant that if Li Zhuiyuan didn't tell them about "Dream Ghost" and "Boqi", he only needed to write "Boqi's Shape and Spirit". Then, except for Xiaoyuan, the team would only know "Boqi's Shape and Spirit".

The name of the script doesn't need to be changed, because there was no name originally, just add it, and say it is it.

This way, it will be more convenient for everyone to push the river water better.

In Runsheng's opinion, there is nothing wrong with being an uninformed tool.

Li Zhuiyuan sat down, picked up a piece of cloth, and wiped the chalk dust on his hands.

Runsheng was right.

I shouldn't tell them. Telling them will make things worse and make things less perfect.

The fingertips were wiped red by the boy.

He wiped it out, because only in this way can he move the pain that may occur on his face.

As long as you can go back, as long as you can step through this wave, as long as you can achieve the goal, use your partner as a tool to use and sacrifice, there is nothing wrong.

Everyone is waiting for Li Zhanyuan to speak.

The teenager can't hold his expression, and the sense of rejection and disgust is rising rapidly in his heart.

Self -consistent, self -consistent, self -consistent ...

Li Zhanyuan threw off the cloth, punch his hands, placed it under the desktop, raised his head, glanced at the crowd, and said:

"Wherever you go now, everyone has the potential. Even if you use you as a tool, you have to wait until you are more mature and more valuable in the future.

Killing chickens and getting eggs, fishing and fishing, it is only a fool. "

After saying these words, Li Zhanyuan's discomfort disappeared a lot at once, and his whole person was relieved.

Tan Wenbin, Runsheng and Yin Meng all laughed, and Lin Shuyou also made a laughter.

For other heads, saying such words is easy to hurt the army, but Xiao Yuan's brother can say such a thing, and is willing to give a reason to explain it. It is not easy.

You can't let Xiao Yuan say that letting you know that it is the risk of reducing the success rate of success, and it is necessary to increase your survival rate.

I really said this like this, and Xiao Yuan was afraid that it would be mad.

Li Zhanyuan regarded his partners as his own sand, and these grass was actually familiar with the sand they surrounded.

"Dreaming ghosts must be very powerful.

The Luo Xindao Amusement Park is the home -selected home, and there must be more layouts, such as a powerful formation and a strange feng shui pattern.

But we still have to take the initiative to invest in the net, and it is fast.

We are now equivalent to burning fire, and we must bring this fire to them to bring them time. This is the only way we can have confidence to compete with it.

I do n’t think naively that after this incident is achieved, it can overwhelm a deep family or martial arts. The existence of their level is by no means so easy to say that the annihilation is overwhelmed.

But at least, it hurts it, let it howle, and let it break his arms!

This is the first paw to reach us secretly.

Only chop it fiercely,

In order to maximize more troubles that may occur in the future. "

After speaking, Li Zhanyuan took out a stack of clear souls from his pocket, and then took off a pitch on his neck from the collar, and put a chain strap on the rune paper.

The pocket watch is new and not precious. It was previously taken in the store and produced in the Jiangnan watch factory.

In the end, Li Zhanyuan reached out and touched the clear and clear bone ring worn by his fingertips. The gift from A Li was not only the heart, but also the craftsmanship.

"Tan Wenbin stayed, everything else went upstairs and waited. After Tan Wenbin came out, change one and come in."

Nympho

The yellow small pickup stopped outside early. Tan Wenbin sat on the driving seat, and Lin Shuyou and Runsheng sat in the back car shed.

Li Zhanyuan and Yin Meng walked out of the store.

Yin Meng raised his hand and covered his eyes: "Today's sun is dazzling."

Li Zhanyuan: "Because we have stayed in the basement for too long."

After getting in the car, Li Zhanyuan said to Tan Wenbin: "Slowly drive, pay attention to safety."

"Don't worry, understand." Tan Wenbin launched the car.

Destination, Luo Xin Island Amusement Park.

The journey is not too far, but in order to prevent fatigue driving, Li Zhanyuan asked Yin Meng and Tan Wenbin to change.

The amusement park can buy a ticket on the island on a lake heart island. Of course, there are also bridges to drive the car directly.

At this end of the bridge, there is a security pavilion. A white -haired old security guard sat there, holding a white porcelain tea cup in his hand.

Seeing that there was a car, the old security guard shouted, "It's closed, not open today."

There is a bulletin board outside the security pavilion, which says: facility maintenance is not open to the public for the time being.

Mainly, several accidents have occurred in the recent amusement park.

Tan Wenbin leaned his head out of the window, reached out and patted the door, and said, "Master, don't you see it, we just transferred it to do it."

"Oh, right?"

The yellow pickup card looks like a construction car, and the two sitting behind them are indeed like a good job.

"Go in."

The old security guard raised the bar and signaled it.

Tan Wenbin stepped on the throttle and drove in.

But soon, Tan Wenbin saw it from the rearview mirror that the old security guard was beckoning and running with the car staggering. What was still shouting in his mouth, the wind outside the window was a bit big and could not hear it clearly.

"Xiao Yuan, the old man seems a bit weird, stop without parking."

"You go down and see."

"Um."

Tan Wenbin stopped the car, opened the door, and got out of the car.

Immediately, the heat wave that should not appear in this season, rushing to the face, followed, and the sand of the eyes.

"Oh !!!"

A large truck passed by in front of him, raised the sand, and the sun was empty, making people feel irritable.

"Hey, not allowed to run, not allowed to run, not yet out of school, fine Niko!"

Tan Wenbin turned back and saw the old security guards chased by himself behind him. In the distance, it was the gate of Shigang Middle School.

He felt a little dizzy, as if he didn't sleep well last night, and learned late at night.

Immediately, Tan Wenbin laughed.

How could he study until late at night? He would only be able to read martial arts novels and comics all night long.

Tan Wenbin scratched his head. He had just climbed over the outer wall of the school and was almost hit by the arrogant truck when he ran onto the road. He even forgot the purpose of climbing over the wall.

Oh, I remembered.

Damn, I have to go quickly!

"Uncle, I'm not feeling well. I'm going to the hospital for an IV drip!"

After saying that, Tan Wenbin ran away.

The old security guard panted, supported his knees with both hands, looked at Tan Wenbin who ran away in a flash, and cursed:

"Xin Na Kangzi is lying. He can run so fast when he is sick."

Tan Wenbin ran all the way to the door of a billiard room. There were several young men wearing black short-sleeved shirts and showing tattoos playing billiards inside.

Standing in the corner next to him was Zheng Haiyang who was crying. There were many clear slap marks on Zheng Haiyang's face.

Zheng Haiyang's parents are seamen with high incomes. Zheng Haiyang usually has a lot of pocket money, but because his parents are not around all year round and he lives with his grandparents, he gradually develops a cowardly character.

With a lot of money in his pocket and a soft temper, he naturally becomes a perfect fat sheep for gangsters to blackmail.

This morning, Zheng Haiyang did not come to school. Tan Wenbin thought he was sick, but other classmates told him that they saw Zheng Haiyang being arrested by Lin Sanhou on the way to school.

"Damn it, I told you, Zheng Haiyang is under my protection!"

What came earlier than this sentence was Tan Wenbin's flying kick.

There are three people on the other side, and I am alone. I must knock one down first.

"Bang!"

A flying kick hit one person's waist directly, knocking the man to the ground and unable to get up for a while.

Then, Tan Wenbin grabbed a billiard cue and whipped it at the other person's face with a "swish".

"Bang!"

The guy screamed and fell to the ground with his face covered.

The third person was opposite the pool table. Seeing this, he jumped onto the pool table and tried to come over.

Tan Wenbin grabbed a pool ball on the table and smashed it directly at the other person's dick.

"Bang!"

"Oh!!!"

The man covered his crotch and jumped on the table, and the pool table was also stepped on and dented.

Tan Wenbin took the opportunity to grab the other person's ankle and pulled it down, and the other person fell on the table.

"Damn it, I told you to bully me!"

Tan Wenbin grabbed the man's hair, raised his head, and hit, lifted, hit, lifted!

The other person's nose bled immediately, and his mind became a little distracted.

At this moment, the two people who were kicked down also got up and rushed towards Tan Wenbin.

Tan Wenbin let go of the one in his hand, stepped forward, and leaned hard with his shoulder. While hitting the opponent's chest, he grabbed the opponent's arm with his right hand, threw it back, and then pulled it down and kicked it back. At the same time, he kicked his knee, and the gangster knelt on the ground, completely locked by Tan Wenbin.

"You like to bully people, right? I told you not to bully people!"

Tan Wenbin pressed his knee against the opponent's neck, facing the wall beside him.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

The wall was already stained with blood.

The third gangster saw this and began to tremble in fear.

As Tan Wenbin looked up and glared at him, he was so scared that he dared not move forward and ran away directly.

The bully who bullies the weak and fears the strong often cowers the fastest when encountering a real tough guy.

Tan Wenbin let go of his hand, and the guy under him fell forward and fainted.

Reaching out, he picked up a pack of cigarettes from the pool table, took out a cigarette, lit it with a match next to him, and took a puff.

"Hiss... huh~"

In the corner, Zheng Haiyang asked in surprise: "Brother Bin, when did you become so powerful?"

Brother Bin was also brave in the past, and dared to go down to protect his classmates, but more often they fought each other, unlike today, when he solved these guys in a few strokes.

"Are you powerful?" Tan Wenbin looked at the two unconscious hooligans on and off the stage with some doubts, "Yes, I seem to have become more powerful, or they have become useless, so weak?"

Tan Wenbin took another puff of the cigarette, and when he exhaled the smoke ring, he looked at the cigarette in his hand: Hey, when did smoking start to go through my lungs?

In the past, he often combed his hair into an adult look in front of the mirror at home.

He also bought cigarettes and pretended to light them up in a cool way, but he would cough and retch after inhaling, so he only inhaled them into his mouth and then exhaled them, which was thicker and easier to spit out.

"Are you okay?" Tan Wenbin looked at Zheng Haiyang.

"I'm fine, Brother Bin, hehe."

Tan Wenbin reached out and touched Zheng Haiyang's face.

Zheng Haiyang had been slapped hard on the face, and when he was touched, he took a breath of cold air, but did not dodge.

Tan Wenbin touched again and again, and Zheng Haiyang was in so much pain that tears came out.

"Brother Bin..."

"Oh, I'm glad you're okay, let's go back to school."

"Don't leave, my pool table, pay for it, pay for it!"

The aunt in the pool room came down from upstairs and screamed.

She tried to stop Tan Wenbin from leaving, and reached out to grab the boy's collar.

Tan Wenbin glared at her and deliberately took a step forward. For some reason, the aunt was frightened and stepped back again and again.

"Go ask these two grandsons to pay for it, it's not me who broke the table!"

Then, Tan Wenbin took Zheng Haiyang away.

You have to climb over the wall to leave the school, but you can just go through the main gate to enter the school, and the security guards will not stop students wearing school uniform pants from going to school.

However, as soon as I arrived at the classroom door, I saw the class monitor Zhou Yunyun coming out with homework.

Tan Wenbin raised his eyebrows at Zhou Yunyun and praised: "Class monitor, you are inexplicably sweet today."

Zhou Yunyun's originally tense face flushed, then lowered her head, straightened up, glared at Tan Wenbin, and cursed: "Bah, a dog can't spit out ivory!"

"You look pretty today, young, so good, alas."

Tan Wenbin sighed, he didn't know why he sighed.

"Tan Wenbin, if you talk nonsense again, believe it or not, I will report to the teacher?"

Tan Wenbin frowned, what happened to him, he just liked to argue with the cold-faced class monitor before, and acted as a thorn to annoy her, why did he say these words today?

He himself felt that what he said before was a bit too frivolous. If he fought, his father would only beat him with a belt, and if he harassed female classmates, his father would most likely drive a police car to hit him.

Thinking of his own father, Tan Wenbin couldn't help shuddering.

After bypassing Zhou Yunyun, Tan Wenbin returned to the classroom.

Zheng Haiyang came back first and told Tan Wenbin about his feat. When the boys in the class saw him coming in, they all cheered.

No mistakes, one song, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar!

Tan Wenbin raised his left hand and covered his chest with his right hand, signaling everyone to keep a low profile.

Then, he turned over the desk and sat in the first row by the window.

Turning his head, he found that there was a classmate sitting at the table next to him. Tan Wenbin asked curiously:

"Why are you sitting here?"

The student was confused by the question and replied: "This is my seat."

"Your seat?"

At this time, a short female student who had just finished using the toilet during class came over and said timidly: "Why are you sitting in my seat?"

"Your seat?"

Tan Wenbin looked to the left of the podium, the familiar desk, the familiar arrangement of books, and the familiar tin soldier army in the drawer.

He was indeed sitting in the wrong seat.

Tan Wenbin got up and left here, sitting back on his throne.

Zhou Yunyun came back after delivering homework. When she passed by Tan Wenbin, she sneered at him: "The head teacher has called your dad."

"Oh."

Tan Wenbin nodded, propped his chin with his hand, and began to fiddle with the eraser.

In the next class, Tan Wenbin basically didn't listen, but just continued to be in a daze.

The teacher on the podium knew that he was daydreaming, but in a class, there is always a small group of people who just don't disrupt the teaching order. No matter what they do, the teacher won't care.

The bell rang, and Tan Yunlong's figure appeared at the door of the classroom.

Tan Wenbin looked at Tan Yunlong, walked up, took out a cigarette from his pocket, pulled out a cigarette, and handed it to him.

"Dad, open your mouth."

Tan Yunlong's mouth twitched, and then he laughed in anger.

Seeing this, the others behind him all made wow sounds.

"Come home with me."

"Oh."

His father's motorcycle has been driving fast.

The speed of the car today is faster than in the past, revealing an eager desire for family.

Opening the door, Zheng Fang, wearing an apron, walked out of the kitchen. Seeing the father and son coming back, she asked, "What happened to my son?"

Tan Yunlong said nothing, but silently unbuckled his belt.

Zheng Fang stepped back.

The couple actually didn't have much hope for their son's study, unless the top scorer in the college entrance examination could give their son full-day tutoring, but how could that be possible?

So, their son's character is what the couple values ​​most now. He can be bad at studying, but he can't be crooked and can't break the rules.

Tan Wenbin was taken into the room by Tan Yunlong.

Zheng Fang returned to the kitchen and pushed the green pepper that she had planned to cut off the chopping board. She originally wanted to make stir-fried green pepper with pork, but she thought it was unnecessary to cook two identical dishes for one meal at home.

The dishes were cooked, and when the soup was cooking, there was a knock on the door.

Zheng Fang opened the door, it was Zheng Haiyang.

"Haiyang."

"Auntie."

"Wait a minute, Binbin is busy now."

"Auntie, I'm here to tell uncle what happened today, Brother Bin is here to help me."

"It doesn't seem to be about this today." Zheng Fang looked at her husband's expression when he came home, it should be her baby son, in addition to the usual mistakes, he has added some new tricks.

However, out of maternal instinct, Zheng Fang still shouted: "Binbin, Haiyang is here to play with you!"

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

What responded to her was a series of screams.

But among them, there were still warm greetings to good friends:

"Ah! Haiyang, there are apples in the living room, ah! You eat first, I will play with you after I'm done, ah!"

The intimate activity between father and son ended.

Zheng Fang kept Haiyang for dinner.

Tan Wenbin squatted in a horse stance habitually and picked up the bowl and chopsticks.

Now the buttocks can never sit down.

"Beep! Beep! Beep!"

Tan Yunlong's pager on his waist rang, he looked down and said, "Something happened at the office."

Tan Yunlong quickly emptied the bowl and left home after scooping some soup into it.

Tan Wenbin said, "Mom, my dad is always away from home, what do you want from him?"

Zheng Fang, "What do you mean?"

Tan Wenbin, "I support you in pursuing your own happiness."

Zheng Fang, "Do you want to be beaten again? Your dad is busy with work."

Tan Wenbin, "No matter how busy you are, you can't be away from your wife. I will never do that in the future."

Zheng Fang glared at her son unhappily, "I hope you will keep your promise to your future partner."

After dinner, Zheng Haiyang stayed with Tan Wenbin at home for a while, and then he went back to school.

Tan Wenbin lay face down on the bed, flipping through a novel in his hand at first, but threw it away after a while and turned to a comic book. He felt it was boring after just a few pages, and finally took out the pornographic magazine under the bed. Things that he thought were very exciting before suddenly felt boring now.

In this way, he continued to be restless for an afternoon, and when it was evening, there was a hurried knock on the door.

Zheng Fang didn't have work this afternoon, so she stayed at home, so she went to open the door.

After the door opened, a crying voice came:

"Sister-in-law, Captain Tan is in trouble!"

...

Tan Yunlong died.

Tan Wenbin stood by the bed with a dull look in his eyes. Lying on the bed was the body of his father who was declared dead after failed rescue.

After the fugitive knew that he was surrounded, he took hostages in an attempt to fight to the death. In order to save the hostages, Tan Yunlong was shot by the fugitive's gun.

Tan Wenbin didn't dare to uncover the white cloth on his father's body, fearing that he would see the terrible bullet hole.

The pain still left on his buttocks made him hope that his father on the bed could get up. His skin was still itchy and he wanted to continue being beaten.

After a while of tension, his mother lay on the bed and cried like a tearful person.

Tan Wenbin took a deep breath. He also wanted to cry, but found that he couldn't find tears.

He could only go forward to comfort his mother, and then wait for the leaders of the station and the town to come to visit, and then go forward to ask them about the honor of the martyr and the funeral.

If the government participates, it is not suitable to hold too heavy folk customs, and more consideration should be given to solemnity and simplicity.

Grandpa and grandma also came. Grandpa and grandpa were better. They just stood silently by the side and held back tears. Grandma and grandma hugged their mother and cried bitterly.

Time passed by in a daze.

Tan Wenbin attended his father's funeral. Many of his father's leaders and colleagues in the police station and the city came to pay their respects.

Tan Wenbin accompanied his mother and returned the gifts to them one by one.

During this period, his mother was too weak, so Tan Wenbin asked her to concentrate on accompanying her husband for the last time, and he would arrange the affairs on the scene.

He arranged it in an orderly manner.

The leaders of the Municipal Bureau held his hand affectionately, comforted him and gave him expectations.

His grandfather and grandfather stood beside him, accompanying him silently but resoundingly.

The handover between father and son is easily criticized by public opinion, but there is one exception.

Many classmates also came to the funeral, including Zheng Haiyang and Zhou Yunyun.

At the end of the funeral, Tan Wenbin took Tan Yunlong to the crematorium for cremation.

He was very surprised. How could his father, such a big man, fit into such a small box?

He held the urn, got in the car and went home.

His father's portrait was placed at home.

Tan Wenbin cooked some noodles and ate with Zheng Fang.

Zheng Fang: "Son, did you add salt? It's too bland."

Tan Wenbin: "I think it's just right. If you don't believe me, ask Dad..."

Zheng Fang and Tan Wenbin subconsciously looked at the empty seat on the table. In a family of three, everyone's seat is usually fixed when eating.

Looking in the direction of the empty seat, there is the black and white portrait.

Zheng Fang lowered her head and ate while crying. Her tears fell into the bowl. Now she didn't need to add salt.

After dinner, Zheng Fang went back to the room to rest. Soon, she heard suppressed crying. She hid in the quilt.

Tan Wenbin took out a cigarette box. Every time he smoked a cigarette, he lit a cigarette in the incense burner in front of the portrait.

He even held the cigarette high in his mouth to provoke his father in the portrait.

But after provoking him, he soon felt bored.

After all, his father couldn't get out of the portrait and knock the cigarette out of his mouth.

The sobbing in the room gradually subsided, and he knew that his tired mother finally fell asleep in sorrow.

Tan Wenbin stayed in the living room and changed his sitting position. He wanted to take advantage of the quiet night to talk to his father again.

But after thinking about it, he found that there was nothing to say.

Because he felt that he was a failure as a son, and he had nothing to show for himself to make his father proud.

Finally, the rain that had not fallen for a long time finally dripped down.

Tan Wenbin wiped his tears and said:

"Old Tan, the college entrance examination extra points you helped me earn are in vain. Your son is a waste. Even with the extra points, he can't get into college. Alas."

His head knocked against the table, and Tan Wenbin seemed to be half asleep.

In a daze, he seemed to hear a "thump" coming from the room.

He immediately struggled to stand up, walked to the door of his parents' bedroom, knocked on the door, and asked:

"Mom, are you okay, mom?"

There was no response from inside.

He continued to knock on the door and continued to shout, but there was still no response from inside.

Tan Wenbin tried to open the door and found that it was locked from the inside.

"Mom! Mom! Mom!"

Tan Wenbin realized that something was wrong and started to knock on the door.

"Bang!"

The door was knocked open.

Tan Wenbin turned on the light and saw his mother lying on the ground with foam in her mouth and an empty pesticide bottle next to her.

"Mom!"

Tan Wenbin bent down and picked up his mother. He had to rush his mother to the hospital. As long as he sent her to the hospital in time, it would still be in time, absolutely in time.

While moving, he kicked over the empty bottle with his foot, and the empty bottle hit the foot of the bed and turned back.

Tan Wenbin's sight fell on the label of the pesticide bottle, and his eyes widened immediately.

He knew that if the pesticide was drunk, even if the stomach was washed in time, the person could recover for a few days, but in the end, he could not be saved.

It can give you time to regret, but not a chance to live.

Tan Wenbin's body trembled, and his face began to twist, but he still held his mother tightly, woke up the neighbor next door who had a motorcycle, and begged him to drive him and his mother to the hospital.

Tan Wenbin sat at the door of the hospital operating room late at night.

The doctor had just come out, hesitant to explain something to him.

He told the doctor that he knew the result in his heart.

The doctor nodded, sighed helplessly, and left.

Tan Wenbin knew that when the sun rose, his mother would wake up, she would be able to eat and laugh, and she would be able to hold him and touch his face and head.

She might say that she regretted it, that she would not commit suicide again, and that she would accompany him well, accompany him to grow up completely, accompany him to work, accompany him to get married, and then take care of his children in the future.

These predictably gentle words and expressions will soon become the sharpest thing that hurts him the most.

Tan Wenbin held his head, lowered his head, opened his mouth wide without making any sound, and his snot and tears kept dripping down.

A figure walked over to the corridor. It was Zheng Haiyang.

He sat down next to Tan Wenbin and patted Tan Wenbin's back:

"The doctor said the rescue was successful. Auntie will be fine."

Tan Wenbin turned his head to look at Zheng Haiyang.

Zheng Haiyang looked into his eyes and said to him: "Brother Bin, don't worry, no matter what happens, I will be by your side."

Tan Wenbin shook his head and said: "I just figured out something."

Zheng Haiyang smiled: "It's good to think it through, everything will pass, really."

"My mother is very strong, she will not commit suicide. After my father is gone, she will take on the responsibility of accompanying me. She has been a police wife for so many years, and she has this psychological construction."

Zheng Haiyang: "No matter how strong a person is, there may be times when they can't hold it. Brother Bin, this is not Auntie's fault."

Tan Wenbin: "Who put that bottle of pesticide in her room?"

Zheng Haiyang was surprised: "Brother Bin, do you suspect someone deliberately..."

Tan Wenbin put his face close to Zheng Haiyang, very close, he looked carefully into Zheng Haiyang's eyes and asked:

"I Apart from asking the neighbors to send me off, I have not told anyone about my mother's accident, not even my grandparents. Why did you show up here so timely? "

Zheng Haiyang was stunned at first, and then asked: "Brother Bin, are you doubting me?"

"What else? Shouldn't it be?"

Zheng Haiyang said angrily: "Brother Bin, how can you think of me like this!"

The next moment,

Zheng Haiyang's aggrieved and angry expression on his face turned into a very playful sarcasm in a very smooth way:

"I put the pesticides myself, and I wrote a suicide note to my aunt in the tone of an uncle, hahahaha!"

Tan Wenbin grabbed Zheng Haiyang's arm and shook it desperately: "Why did you do this, why!"

Under the violent shaking, Zheng Haiyang's head began to sway back and forth, and a small turtle climbed onto Zheng Haiyang's head at some point.

The turtle's mouth and Zheng Haiyang's mouth opened at the same time,

and laughed:

"Because I am unbalanced, why do you have your parents by your side, but I don't?"