After a few rings, a voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Have you figured it out?"
Song Jing'an held up her cell phone, feeling complicated and didn't know what to say for a moment.
"I know what you're thinking."
"Who are you……"
"It doesn't matter, I can resurrect the person you think about day and night."
Song Jing'an fell into silence again.
A person who has been a policeman for many years would never believe such a ridiculous thing.
"Tomorrow morning, I will prove it to you... It's up to you whether you believe it or not."
After saying that, the other party hung up the phone.
Song Jing'an was left alone in the dark room, staring out the window in a trance. The only sound in the room was the residual tone after the other party hung up the phone.
In the photo beside the bed, his fiancée's eyes seemed to be staring at him.
After a sleepless night, Officer Song felt that the resurrection was extremely ridiculous, but at the same time he had a glimmer of hope that it was true.
Before it was time to go to work, Song Jing'an had already arrived at the unit. He had no intention of dealing with the morning work and had been waiting for the so-called "proof".
I don’t know why, but there were so many people coming here today to report the crime and deal with the problem.
Unexpectedly, there was an inexplicably familiar figure approaching from the crowd.
Looking carefully, he saw that it was his first partner, the old captain who took him on missions when he first came to the police station.
However, he died while handling the case as early as his third year.
Other colleagues had also received the care of the old captain, but at this moment they completely regarded him as nothing, as if the appearance of the old captain was just Song Jing'an's own hallucination.
Song Jing'an was about to stand up and salute the old captain, but unexpectedly the other party pinned him down on his seat and shook his head to signal him to keep quiet.
The other party sat down calmly, but the eyes of Officer Song opposite him were already wet. He had too many things to say about this old captain that he had not had time to say.
On the other hand, this shows that what the person on the phone said yesterday is still somewhat credible, and that the fiancée really has a chance to be resurrected.
The two briefly exchanged greetings, and the old captain got straight to the point:
"To achieve your wish, you only need to fulfill a very simple condition and take that girl back."
"who?"
"Chen Chichi."
"What will they do to her?"
"Don't worry, she won't be hurt."
Hearing the assurance from the person she once trusted the most, Song Jing'an's last sense of responsibility was relieved.
Before her colleagues could react, Song Jing'an asked for leave, took the keys, and drove to Chen Chichi's home.
When we met again, Chen Chichi was already several times fatter than when we first met. He was currently taking a break from school and drinking unknown Chinese medicine at home.
Faced with Lu Yi's confusion, Song Jing'an could only find an excuse to excuse herself:
"There were some problems with the last case, and we need Chen Chichi to cooperate again."
Chen Chichi was a little nervous when she heard this. She had no news about Li Huixi and the others since she returned home. She didn't know what the situation was over there, and she had been thinking of ways to save her, but none of the ways she thought of worked.
So I had to give Song Jing'an a tentative tap:
"What's the problem?"
"Li Huixi was executed. I need you to tell me the details about the village again."
"What! Li Huixi is dead?"
"He is a murderer. Why are you so surprised?"
Officer Song's words were like a bolt of lightning striking Chen Chichi's heart. Lu Yi immediately noticed that something was wrong with Chen Chichi's state, but her concern was ignored by Chen Chichi.
His most solid backing, the invincible Li Huixi, died like this. Ren Chen Chichi would never believe such words no matter how easy it was to deceive him.
But now these words came from the mouth of an old policeman, and Chen Chichi, who had distanced himself from the relationship at the beginning, could not show even a trace of grief.
In this way, Chen Chichi got into Officer Song's car in a daze.
Chen Chichi, who was distracted, allowed the scenery outside the car window to drift away from the city.
Whether out of temptation or concern, Officer Song often asked about Chen Chichi's status along the way, but received no response from beginning to end.
The car drove to the entrance of the village. Ding Mu had been waiting here for a long time. When Ding Mu's grandma took Chen Chichi over, Chen Chichi finally recovered.
But Ding Mu had already gotten into Officer Song's car, and the two of them had already driven several miles away.
Chen Chichi felt only collapse and panic in her heart. Ever since she heard the news of Li Huixi's death, her body had been in a limp state. She no longer even had the strength to resist, letting Grandma Ding Mu manipulate her.
Ding Mu got into Song Jing'an's car. As soon as he sat down, Song Jing'an cautiously tested him and said:
"Did you call me yesterday?"
"what phone?"
"Didn't you let me do this because you said you could...?"
"Ah, you said about the resurrection, and I also acted on your orders."
Officer Song quickly drove the car to the cemetery, quickened his pace, and looked at the road he had walked countless times. Even though he had countless questions in his heart, he still held on to a trace of luck...
Ding Mu found the right spot, picked up the shovel and started shoveling the soil.
"what are you doing!"
"This is a necessary process."
Ding Mu pushed Song Jing'an aside and dug his own grave.
Seeing that nothing can stop the other party, since the deal is done, there is no room to look back. Song Jing'an gritted his teeth and dug up the soil with Ding Mu.
It wasn't until dark that the two finally let the fiancée's coffin see the light of day.
Holding back her reluctance, Song Jing'an pried open the coffin lid herself.
Seeing her lover who had become a skeleton, Song Jing'an could no longer bear it, and two lines of hot tears fell on her fiancée's bones.
Seeing that Ding Mu was about to take away the bones, Song Jing'an looked at his fiancée who was about to become the nourishment of the earth, and she couldn't convince herself to believe in the so-called resurrection.
Angrily, he pushed Ding Mu down, put his fiancée back in the coffin, and picked up a shovel to restore the place to its original state.
Seeing that he couldn't resist, Ding Mu had no choice but to pick up the shovel on the ground. Since he had been pushed down by the opponent just now, a trace of anger arose in his heart, and he knocked Song Jing'an on the back of the head.
But he was still measured and just knocked Song Jing'an unconscious.
When he woke up again, he was in a park surrounded by light. Ding Mu had just buried his fiancée's body in the soil and dug out the red seeds.
Before Song Jing'an could continue to get angry, Ding Mu picked up the red seeds and displayed them in front of Song Jing'an:
"As long as you have this, your fiancée can be resurrected."
Looking back, the old captain was guarding him and nodded in affirmation of Ding Mu's words.
Song Jing'an took a long time to accept the facts, and finally just asked the old captain lightly:
"Is it really okay... She's already like that..."
"Don't worry, I guarantee it."
With the words of the old captain, Song Jing'an, who was still dizzy, fell asleep again with peace of mind.
Seeing that he had passed out again, Ding Mu complained:
"If you hadn't brought my dad back, I wouldn't have done this dirty work for you."
"Okay, just say a few words and quickly find someone to feed the seeds. When the person he wants is resurrected, the police station will basically be ours."
Ding Mu nodded reluctantly.
"By the way, you and that girl also have to have a wedding."
"Why bother?"
"Of course, it's for your villagers to see. Don't have so many problems in the future."
"I know...but can she be willing?"
"How did you deal with your previous brides?"
"But one person has already died. If you beat me like that again, I'm afraid..."
"Then wipe out all her hopes and break her psychological defenses."
"I don't understand..."
"I remember that her mother seemed to be a teacher in No. 5 Middle School."
"understood……"
