(Let’s change to something else instead of repeating chapters. This is what I wrote in my free time. If nothing else happens and I write the next book, it will probably be this one. I originally wanted to write a food chapter.)
I often wonder when there were pros and cons in this world.
I don’t know when it started, but there were yin and yang, pros and cons in the world. I always stand in the light, and I want everyone to be exposed to the sunshine like me.
But no matter how hard I try, I can't do it. When the darkness comes, the remaining light on my body will be swallowed up. The only thing I can do is to grope in the darkness, and grope again. Even if I can only save one person.
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It rained again in Nanchang City.
The plum rain that lasted for several days was like a pot of boiling steam hanging over people's heads.
Whenever summer comes, this rain will come sooner or later. People have become accustomed to this rain through the repetition year after year.
It’s just that Xie Zerui doesn’t like this rainy season.
This is an annoying rain, and the environment will always arouse people's emotions. Uneasiness and anxiety will always appear in this rain.
It’s just that this city needs rain, not only does it need green, but this noisy city will become a little quiet only when it rains.
Sometimes, what people need is this kind of silence.
Outside the window, the long-standing sycamore tree has also regained its charm, fluttering due to the nectar it has received for a long time. It seems that everything has come alive in this rain.
But Xie Zerui's brows furrowed even more as he looked out the window.
He still felt like he didn't like the rain.
The whole city was mired in a cloud of gray. The skyscrapers, surrounded by glass curtains, reflected a deep green light in the dripping waves of the rain, giving the whole city a different style.
A...like a style of being trapped in the underworld, mostly gloomy and desolate.
Rain can indeed wash away the hatred in people's hearts and extinguish the fire in their eyes.
There is just a seed in the hearts of most people.
This seed called desire was nourished by the rain. Like the expansion of all things, it began to grow crazily. It burned people's vitality and instantly turned a city into a dark forest that could swallow people.
People just gradually get lost in
In this forest that you can never get out of.
Inside the house, there was a slight shaking sound. First intense, then gentle, and then a few buzzing sounds. Until a hand pressed on it.
Under this hand is a coin, a 1990 nickel.
Xie Zerui looked at the coin and suddenly smiled.
He liked this coin, not so much the coin itself, but the direction in which the coin was facing.
This is the positive direction.
Xie Zerui likes this front face, it can be said that his whole body stands in this straight character.
He looked at that 1990. He thought of 1990, when he was in the first grade, the teacher stood on the podium spitting, and the students diligently copied notes.
At that time, they were all the same.
_____What do you want to be?
Facing the teacher's answer, the students all responded with confidence and confidence. They are police officers, teachers, scientists, doctors, all kinds of different professions.
Different professions have one thing in common. That is to serve the motherland and give back to the society.
Even when facing a stranger, he would show kindness and raise his hand and say, I am a Young Pioneer and Lei Feng.
Xie Zerui still remembers that at that time, everyone always had a smile on their lips and wanted to become the hero they longed for.
But, when did the balance begin to tilt? Which pros and cons began to emerge?
Xie Zerui thought for a long time, stretched out his hand and pinched his brow, put the 1990 five-cent coin back into his pocket, and sat back on the chair.
The rain outside the house was getting heavier and heavier. It seemed that it wanted to bring the whole city to its death. The sultry air made Xie Zerui even more irritable.
He even felt that he didn't like the rain very much.
"This is the third person this year." Xie Zerui looked at the case in front of him, his brows furrowed tighter.
In 2002, he was transferred to the public security system from the Jiangxi Police College. He has always been committed to the word in his heart. When he put on the police badge, he carried this belief. In the past sixteen years, he has solved three cases that shocked the country.
This is why at the age of twenty-nine, he became the captain of the Criminal Investigation Brigade of Qingshan Lake Branch of Nanchang City.
Just seven months have passed since 2018, from spring to summer, a total of three girls died mysteriously.
The first female corpse did not have any injuries on her body, and she died peacefully. The corpse appeared on the street and was discovered by environmental workers around 5 a.m.. After forensic identification, she died around 3 a.m.
At first, Xie Zerui thought that this was just a natural death and did not need to be recorded. The forensic doctor conducted an autopsy on the body and determined that it was due to suffocation, resulting in the loss of body functions.
However, there were no obstructions or indentations in the female corpse's respiratory tract. There were no fingerprints from anyone else on her body. The medical examiner could only identify the death as sudden cardiac death.
Forty-two days later, another female corpse appeared, the same as the first death. Again, no clues could be found.
The second female corpse appeared. Xie Zerui's keen intuition told him that the matter was not that simple.
He believed that this was a serial murder case. After confirming one detail, he thought so even more.
However, when he was about to file a case for investigation, he was detained by the deputy bureau in charge of the Criminal Investigation Brigade.
No one wants to waste a lot of time over a natural death case. Insufficient police force has always been a gap in the public security system.
This case was recorded by him himself.
Xie Zerui sighed and picked up the case in his hand.
The name of the deceased was Li Yijia, female, 18 years old. Northwestern University of Economics. The cause of death was suffocation.
A simple twenty characters record the death of a young girl.
Xie Zerui looked at the case file, thought for a while, picked up the pen and wrote a line on it.
The three deceased persons all faced the west.
"Ritual?" Xie Zerui thought of this, shook his head and laughed. This is not Xinjiang, there is no religion. Where is the ceremony?
"Ritual..." Xie Zerui suddenly remembered something, that is, the two cases had one thing in common.
The body was not lying down, but was kneeling, leaning on telephone poles to support its entire body.
"The three deceased persons were all eighteen years old...facing the west...the second and third cases...were all forty-two days apart."
Xie Zerui's eyes lit up. This was indeed a ritual, just like the Western demon Satan. He needed the girl's blood as a blood sacrifice as a ritual to summon Satan to come.
The rain outside the house was pattering. Every drop was like a melody, matching the heartstrings. He seemed to have caught a little light.