(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 that sunshine like me.
But no matter how hard I try, I can't do it. When the darkness comes, the remaining light in me will also be swallowed up. The only thing that can be done is to grope and grope in the dark. Even if it 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, sooner or later this rain will come. People have become accustomed to the rain through this repetition year after year.
It’s just that Xie Zerui doesn’t like this rainy season.
This is an annoying rain. The environment often arouses people's emotions, and uneasiness and anxiety 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 long exposure to nectar. It was as if everything came 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 plunged into a gray pressure. The skyscrapers and glass partitions on all sides reflect the deep green light in the drops of rain, giving the whole city a different style.
A...like a style that is 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 is nourished by rain. Like the expansion of all things reviving, they began to grow crazily. Burning people's vitality, it instantly turns a city into a dark forest that can swallow people.
People are gradually lost in this forest that they can never get out of.
Inside the house, there was a slight shaking sound. First it was intense, then gentle, and then there were 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 the coin, not the coin itself, but the direction in which the coin was facing.
This is the positive direction.
Xie Zerui likes this front. It can be said that his whole body is based on this straight character.
He looked at that 1990. He remembered that in 1990, when he was in the first grade, the teacher stood on the podium and spitted, while the students diligently copied notes.
At that time, they were all the same.
_____What do you want to be?
Faced with the teacher's answers, the students responded with confidence and confidence. It's a police officer, a teacher, a scientist, a doctor, all kinds of different professions.
Different careers, one thing in common. That is to serve the motherland and give back to society.
Even if you are facing a stranger, you will show kindness and raise your 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 it start? What about the one where the scales are beginning to tip? Which pros and cons are starting to come out?
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 is getting heavier and heavier. It seemed that the entire city was dying, and 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.
2002. He was assigned to the public security system from Jiangxi Police College and has always been obsessed with the word in his heart. When he puts on his police badge and carries this belief. In the past sixteen years, three cases that shocked the whole country have been solved. 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 since 2018, from spring to summer, a total of three girls died mysteriously.
The first female corpse had no injuries on her body and her death was peaceful. The body appeared on the street and was discovered by environmental workers around 5 a.m. According to forensic identification, he died around three o'clock in the morning.
At first, Xie Zerui thought 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 loss of body functions.
However, there were no obstructions or indentations in the female corpse's respiratory tract. There were no fingerprints on him. The medical examiner could only identify sudden cardiac death.
Forty-two days later, another female corpse appeared, the same as the first death. No clues could be found either.
The second female corpse appears. Xie Zerui's keen intuition told him that the matter was not that simple.
He believed it was a serial killing. After confirming one detail, I thought so even more.
But 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 their time over a case of natural death. Insufficient police force has always been a gap in the public security system.
This case was recorded by himself.
Xie Zerui sighed and picked up the case in his hand.
The deceased’s name 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 did the ceremony come from.
"Ritual..." Xie Zerui suddenly remembered one thing, that is, the two cases had one thing in common.
The body was not lying down, but kneeling, leaning on the telegraph poles to support its entire body.
"The three deceased persons were all eighteen years old... facing the west... the second and third cases... were both 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 was pattering outside. Bit by bit like a melody, in unison with the heartstrings. He seemed to catch some light.
