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Dark clouds rolled in the sky, and thunder rumbled.A flash of lightning illuminated the flat ground, and a figure flashed from the corridor, stepping on the puddles into the rain, and ran away.

He Tingzhu stood by the window with his hands on the window frame and watched, pouted and sulked and refused to go back.The eyes were as red as rabbits, and tears rolled down after a while.

He Xinliang was afraid that the wind would chill him, so he went to close the window and said softly, "Shall we go back inside and wait?"

He Tingzhu didn't want it: "I'm going to wait here! I'm going to see when he can come back!"

He Xinliang coaxed him: "Look, it's eleven o'clock now, why don't you go to bed earlier. When you wake up, Dad will be back."

He Tingzhu stared at her with red eye circles, got up and slammed open the window with his small hands, and made a loud noise: "I don't want you to worry about it!"

He Xinliang paused, but still comforted him softly, "It's not easy for him to come back, Dad has worked very hard, we have to understand him..."

He Tingzhu cried even harder, and wailed: "I understand him, who else understands me!"

After yelling, he pushed He Xinliang away crying, and ran into his room. When the door slammed and locked, he threw himself on the bed, buried his face in the quilt and cried.

He Xinliang was pushed by him, and he pursed his lips.She put her hand on the window frame and wanted to close the window, but her eyes fell to the door involuntarily.After watching for a while, she closed the window and pulled the curtains.

After the window was closed, the sound of the rain in the room became much quieter.The whole room echoed with the crying of the child muffled in the quilt.He Xinliang walked to the table, looked at the cake and sighed.

Candles flickered slightly on the cake.

Today is He Tingzhu's 7th birthday, but he hasn't made a wish yet.

Their father is Yu He, a drug police officer.The usual work is dangerous and busy, and there is too little time to go home.As for this birthday, the father and son agreed to celebrate it together last year, and He Tingzhu had been looking forward to it for a long time.

It's just that expectations are in vain. After all, accidents are hard to prevent.Just now when Dad answered the phone, he had to go to perform the task again.

At this time, thunder suddenly sounded.

The thunder was deafening, inexplicably making people panic.He Xinliang was startled, turned his head to look, a light flashed in front of his eyes several times, the sky was as bright as day.

The clock hanging in the living room moved the second hand one by one, and He Tingzhu didn't know when he stopped crying.It took He Xinliang a long time to come back to his senses, looked at the half-burned candle over there, stood up and knocked on the door of his younger brother's room: "Zhuzi, let's light the candle again, you can make a wish and then come back again." sleep well?"

After a soft rustling sound, He Tingzhu opened the door and raised his head, looked into the eyes of He Xinliang who was much taller than him, swayed for a while, and then whispered: "I'm sorry."

He Xinliang was taken aback, rubbed his hair, and smiled softly: "Okay, it's fine."

He Xinliang walked to the table, took seven candles and re-inserted them on the cake, and lit them one by one for him.The light of the candle is bright yellow, and the halo in the darkness seems to carry warmth.She said softly, "Come on, make a wish."

He Tingzhu's nose was sore, he quickly closed his eyes, and silently recited his wish in his heart.

boom -

The sound of thunder and lightning was mixed with the sound of wind and rain, and it was so loud that it was frightening through the window.He Tingzhu was taken aback, opened his eyes, and saw his sister who was still smiling softly.

"Have you made your wish?" Seeing him nodding, He Xinliang added, "Then do you want to eat some cake before going to sleep?"

He Tingzhu shook his head sleepily and said, "Let's talk about it when Dad comes back."

He Xinliang didn't force it, he patted his head and told him to wash and sleep.

In the end, He Tingzhu went back to his room to sleep, and He Xinliang wrapped up the bed and sat on the sofa waiting for his father to come back.

After one night, the first thing he waited for was a phone call announcing his death.

That respectable policeman and incompetent father never came back after he went out on a rainy night.He didn't even give his youngest son a birthday as he promised.

He Xinliang.The moment she heard the news, she could even hold back her tears.But when the sad and depressing word "sorry" fell on the other side, I felt that the castle I had not built easily collapsed in an instant.

Unprecedented pain and numbness swept over her, and she needed to hold onto the table to stand still, forcing herself to remain calm.

"I see," she said.

"...He Tingzhu, He Tingzhu? Hey, senior..."

A call tinged with worry rang in his ears, He Tingzhu frowned and opened his eyes.

Liang Fengce said: "What's the matter, are you uncomfortable?"

He Tingzhu shook his head, looked up out of the window, and said hoarsely, "Why, are you here?"

Liang Fengce nodded, and said, "Yes." Seeing that He Tingzhu was about to stand up, he raised his hand and pressed his shoulder, "Okay, don't be aggressive if you feel uncomfortable, and take a rest in the car. It's not an important matter."

Just as He Tingzhu was about to say "it's okay", that dream flashed into his mind.

That was the last time Dad appeared before his eyes.In the diary that He Tingzhu looked through——

7.23 rain

No. 6, X Road, XX District, H City, this may be the place where I called the police for the last time...

He was 7 years old at that time, which should happen to be in 20XX.

"Show me the address again." He Tingzhu said suddenly.

Liang Fengce handed him the phone, and said in confusion, "What's the matter, didn't you just read it..."

He Tingzhu checked it again, handed him the phone back, and said, "My father's last police call seems to be in this place as well."

Liang Fengce raised his eyebrows.

"I don't know what it has to do with this case yet..." He Tingzhu frowned and got out of the car, "Let's solve the problem before thinking about it."

Liang Fengce patted him on the shoulder.

Wang Li squatted on the ground and sighed, "This place is really dilapidated."

Hanyu wandered around and said, "There is no one there, is it useful for us to come here?"

Liang Fengce smiled and said, "You have to try."

The four of them turned around, but none of them was seen.But there is still a dog tied in front of a certain house at the intersection, presumably there are still people living there, maybe they haven't come back yet.

In order not to waste time, Liang Fengce left Wang Li squatting here, and took the other two to another address.

This is an ordinary community. Liang Fengce showed his ID, and then asked the property management channel: "Do you have any records of the move-in and move-out of each owner?"

The property management uncle said: "We will register it every year when we pay the property management fee, and we will know if there is any change."

Liang Fengce showed him the address and asked him, "Excuse me, can you help me find the data of this family... Ah, and his neighbors, um."

The property management uncle took out a few folders from the cabinet and began to rummage through them, and they sat on a bench to rest for a while.

Finally, I learned that Wang Zhiping moved out of this community three years ago, and the neighbors have not changed.Liang Fengce planned to go up and ask some of their neighbors.

"Who? The guy next door... He probably has a lot of enemies. I remember very clearly that people used to come to him... smashing the house, yes, it's just a lot of noise anyway."

"His family is the only one in our neighborhood who always makes big disturbances, making it look like a gangster... Those of us who are close don't dare to go out."

"I heard they said he took drugs, but I don't know if it's true..."

"Suspicious? It means that there are always a lot of needles in the garbage bags of his house, and there are a few sleazy people who always come to him... Identity? We don't know, and we dare not have any communication with him, okay?" ..."

Liang Fengce asked: "Those people looking for him, do they have any very conspicuous and unique characteristics?"

"There is a tattoo on the face... the right cheek, I don't know what the tattoo is, anyway, it's a big area."

"Tattoos on the face, does this count?"

"It has a face and a neck, and a big flower arm..."

The author has something to say:

The fact that the children of anti-narcotics policemen don't have the same surname as their own should be considered normal, so I won't explain further.

This article is not v, and the countdown is currently ending...but I don't know whether it should be 3 or 2 now, anyway, it will be over in a few days m(__)m