Chapter 239: Long dreams, rumors, rumors kill.

Chi Xiaochi had to run a long way before she could borrow a phone from a magazine kiosk and call an ambulance.

When the location of the silo was made clear with great difficulty, Chi Xiaochi, who was already exhausted, gathered up what little strength he had left and ran toward the place from which he had come.

Years later, he still remembers that he ran that race.

In the summer the asphalt smells of coal tar, made more unbearable by the heat of the air, mixed with the smell of blood in the throat from the sand.

The scent enveloped Chi Xiaochi's 14-year-old July.

Later, whenever he thought of that day, the smell was all around him like the wind.

Along the way, he stopped two or three motorcycles, but he was wearing a small undershirt and shorts, a glance can see that he does not have money on him, stopped a few, but also first asked him whether he had money.

When they heard that it was something big related to human life, they ran faster.

It's a small business. A day's delay is a day's loss of money.

Everyone calculates clearly.

When Chi Xiaochi ran back to the silo again, Lou Ying and Zhu Shoucheng were gone, and there were fresh wheel marks on the ground, as well as puddles of dark red blood and several blood-stained stones.

He ran to the hospital.

There is only one small hospital in the urban/rural area, so there is only one destination for Chi Xiaochi.

Chi Xiaochi swooped into the humble emergency building.

He asked the nurse at the counseling desk, "What operating room is the patient just brought in in?"

The nurse looked up, "Just pulled in four patients in half an hour. Which one are you talking about?"

"Lou Ying."

"Don't say names. All four haven't even been registered in detail yet."

Said the nurse, spreading out her incomplete critical condition log book and pushed up her glasses, "Two drivers, one with a sudden cerebral hemorrhage, and one who fell down the stairs. Which one are you asking about?"

Chi Xiaochi: "Fell from upstairs."

"What are you to him?"

Chi Xiaochi said, "I'm his brother."

"Pro-life?"

Chi Xiaochi lied: "Pro-life."

"That's good." The old nurse puts down the register, looks at him over her glasses, "...... That way your parents at least have something to think about."

Chi Xiaochi looked at the nurse, her heart and eyes were wooden.

It was like he understood the nurse's words, but then he didn't.

"Turn right at the end of the second floor. Hurry up." The nurse said, "A few minutes later and it's going to the morgue."

Nurses have been in hospitals long enough to see death and the reactions of families when they learn of the death of a loved one, especially children of this age, which are nothing more than weak-kneed, crying in pain, or anger.

But Chi Xiaochi's reaction was not quite the same as any she had seen.

Chi Xiaochi pulls on the rollaway bed rolling out of the emergency room, stopping the bed right in the middle of the not-so-spacious hallway.

He asked the doctor, "Where are you taking my brother?"

The doctor was more euphemistic: "It's too hot, his body has to be parked somewhere until your parents get here, then we'll take your brother home, okay."

Chi Xiaochi stubbornly said, "His hands are still moving, where are you taking him?"

The doctor cried and laughed, "Young man, you're looking at it the wrong way. It's the ground that's uneven, and it's inevitable that the roller bed rolls over it, turning it a bit upside down."

Chi Xiaochi grabbed the rollaway bed and desperately wanted to prove to the doctor that he had seen it for himself, "Uncle, listen to me, my brother is really moving ...... We don t go to the morgue, we don t go."

The doctor sighed, "My condolences."

Chi Xiaochi said, "I grieve for what, he is still alive."

The doctor said, "Young man, you're stopping here, you're interfering with our normal work."

Chi Xiaochi didn't dare to let go of his hand, fearing that if he did, Lou Ying would be pushed to that place by them.

He grabbed the corner of the bed and shouted to the silent man on the bed, "Lou brother ...... Lou brother, you wake up. You tell them, we don't go to the morgue ......"

Small local hospitals, even the sedatives are out of stock.

Chi Xiaochi just stayed fully awake, separated from the bed by two strong security guards who forcibly broke his fingers.

The white sheet-covered body began to shake again as the sound of the reeling rollers resumed.

Chi Xiaochi was pressed against the wall and watched from a distance as the car turned a corner in the corridor and disappeared.

It's only two floors, he thought, how could it be.

He thought it was impossible, thought that maybe he had stopped the wrong car and recognized the wrong person; after all, he had only seen half a hand exposed under the sheet.

So he followed up with the morgue as a family member after lying that he had calmed down.

The confirmation was that he really knew Lou Ying well.

He'd seen that hand holding a pen, holding a video game, holding a bowl, holding chopsticks, holding a screwdriver, and he'd seen that hand peacefully spread out after falling asleep.

Like right now.

He fell into a long dream.

Chi Xiaochi held the hand and slowly sat down along the edge of the bed on the cold concrete floor.

The guardian of the body was an old man who watched from a distance, shook his head, and turned his back.

Chi Xiaochi noticed that Lou Ying's fingertips were cold and the tips of his nails were unusually green, so he cupped his hand in his palm and gently breathed on it.

Chi Xiaochi began to feel cold as the constant chill of the morgue reached his body.

He felt a pain in his body, but he couldn't tell exactly where it was.

Chi Xiaochi let go of Lou Ying's hand and wrenched his hands tightly around his shoulders, tightening them viciously inward.

His teeth were clenched tightly, and an intermittent moan of pain escaped between his teeth.

The old man was a bit worried when he heard the noise and came over, speaking in a thick Shaanxi accent, "Wa, what's wrong."

Chi Xiaochi slurred, "...... hurts."

"So Grandpa's taking you to the doctor?"

"No doctors." Chi Xiaochi buried her face in her arms and took a heavy breath, "Grandpa, I want to make a phone call."

"Okay, okay, call mom and dad. Let you a doll see this thing ......"

Chi Xiaochi raised her eyes, "No, I'm calling the police."

However, he was just being assisted out of the morgue by the old man, there is a man and a woman two police station police came face to face, the man is about the early forties, the woman is young and capable, short hair and ear.

The male policeman looked him over and saw something in his gray face, "Is your name Chi Xiaochi?"

Chi Xiaochi likewise stared at him, woodenly, without nodding or shaking his head.

He said, "I have something to ask of you."

"We also have something we need to find out about you." The policewoman asked him, "How old?"

Chi Xiaochi said dryly, "Fourteen."

"Ho, I can't really tell, you're scurrying pretty hard, I thought you were sixteen or seventeen." The male cop glanced approvingly at his partner, then said, "Well, we'll have to get the procedure right. How about this, you hang up the phone to your mom or dad first, and tell them to wait right here. When your dad or mom gets here, we'll ask you things ......"

"I have a situation to reflect." Chi Xiaochi interrupted him, "It's Zhu Shoucheng. Zhu Shoucheng harmed Lou, he made Lou fall down ...... He also did something to me- "

Surprisingly to him, both policemen's attitudes were calm: "We know about this matter. We are also here to investigate."

"Investigate what?"

"It was reported to the police by Zhu Shoucheng, a resident of No. 207 on the second floor of No. 17 Anding Road." The male police officer said, "It's related to a burglary case, and the rest of the situation can't be disclosed. Wait for your parents to come, we will talk about it in detail."

Chi Xiaochi thought that lifting the sheet and seeing Lou's face was the darkest moment of his life.

He still underestimated how fucked up life could be.

After taking Lou Ying to the hospital, Zhu Shoucheng used the hospital's phone to call the police and report a burglary at his house.

The thief's name is Lou Ying, and the person who assisted in the theft is Chi Xiaochi.

Chi Xiaochi came over to his house to tutor him on his homework and problems, while he was sleepy because he stayed up late last night writing lesson plans and went back to his bedroom to sleep, intending to wait for Chi Xiaochi to finish a whole set of test questions before explaining them to him.

He was awakened by the rustling of voices outside.

He said that at first he thought Chi Xiaochi was talking to himself, but he listened with pointed ears for a while before realizing something was wrong.

...... There was another person in his living room.

Zhu Shoucheng said he got out of bed, walked to the door, and bumped into Lou Ying, who was about to enter the bedroom.

Lou Ying, who was a thief, turned around and ran away, but after he grabbed him from behind, he actually fought with him, breaking the orchid and knocking several pieces of furniture in the house, and Chi Xiaochi also rushed up to fight with him, but after he pushed him away, he even went out to shout about the fire.

During the struggle, Lou Ying tried to escape through the window. Zhu Shoucheng intended to stop him, but he fell from the building when he was pushed and shoved.

Chi Xiaochi heard this and immediately stomped on the table in the interrogation room, almost knocking it over, "Let him fart!!!"

On the side, Ikuma tsked and slapped him on the head, "Watch your mouth! What did I usually teach you?!"

After saying that, she bent respectfully toward the two officers in charge of questioning, "Sorry sorry sorry, this child is short-tempered, and he is also so cross with us at home, he is cross and used to it."

Chi Xiaochi was so angry that his eyes were blackened, a mouthful of pent-up air was stagnant in his chest, and he felt that all the blood in his body was bubbling up into his throat: "No! No!!! Why are you listening to him? What about the other neighbors? Our building has poor soundproofing, someone can always hear something, right?!"

Short-haired policewoman called Zi Yu, she saw Chi Xiaochi emotionally too excited, then deliberately softened his voice: "that time period still remain in the silo, only a back of the ear of the old man, a hungover man, and two children in elementary school. The first two people did not hear any movement, the two children, can not remember things clearly, the time line of events is a set of statements, and so ask two words, their original memory is not clear, the testimony is not admissible."

Saying so, Zi Yu leaned forward slightly and pacified him with a gentle tone, "You should not get excited. Zhu Shoucheng's statement is his own, I now want to hear, your description of this matter."

Chi Xiaochi was white as a sheet.

The taste of a man's head oil filled his mouth again flatly, and his nostrils filled with the fermented stench of food and spit.

Chi Xiaochi placed his hands under the table unconsciously tightly interlocked together and said softly, "He ...... is going to do that thing to me."

Zi Yu didn't understand for a moment, "What does he want from you?"

Chi Xiaochi clenched her teeth and cut open her hidden wound with a knife, "...... He, Zhu Shoucheng, is going to violate me."

For a moment, the atmosphere in the conference room froze.

Chi Ma's eyes widened and she pinched his leg under the table, "Are you crazy? What are you talking about?"

Zi Yu exchanged a look full of astonishment with the middle-aged policeman Lao Dai before saying, "Can you tell us the details?"

Chi Xiaochi spoke word for word about his experience, saying that when he was pinned down on the bed, he was shaking terribly and retching for a while, as if a big invisible hand was pulling his stomach outward.

After listening to his story, Zi Yu took it very seriously and immediately decided to take him to the hospital for an examination of his injuries.

Chi's mom, however, had been sitting on the sidelines, looking at Chi Xiaochi with strange eyes.

It was all dark after we did the inspection of the injuries.

Zi Yu drove Chi Xiaochi back to the silo, along with Chi Ma, and instructed Chi Xiaochi to rest, not to think or run around, and that they would launch an investigation as soon as possible.

Chi Xiaochi listened to every word, her eyes looking straight out the car window.

Zhu Shoucheng stands in front of Lou Ying's house in a suit, carrying a huge fruit basket.

From his jacket pocket, a thick corner of a red envelope was revealed.

He was saying something to his sobbing sister-in-law Lou Ying with a sullen look on his face.

As if sensing the sight behind him, he turned his head and saw Chi Xiaochi in the police car.

Zhu Shoucheng was a bit vain, quickly turned away his eyes and said something to Lou Ying s sister-in-law, who then made a way for him to enter Lou s house.

Chi Xiaochi wanted to kill someone.

At this time he was overwhelmed by the desire to have Zhu Shoucheng lying cold and alone in the morgue, just like Lou.

Chi's mom's face quickly langs down as she and Zi Yu say their goodbyes, tugging at Chi Xiaochi and dragging him all the way up the stairs.

The house was cold, the pots and pans were cold, and Papa Ikari was sitting at the table, and he didn't look in a very good mood.

He asked, "I've heard a bit of a rumor. What's going on?"

Chi Xiaochi was just about to open her mouth when Chi's mom spoke up and scolded, "What's going on? You're the one who gave birth to a good son! You've grown up to be a good son, and you've learned how to cause trouble!"

She turned to Chi Xiaochi: "Didn't I tell you not to associate with Lou downstairs, he's good in studies but bad in behavior, look, how is it now? It's true, isn't it?"

Chi Xiaochi fiercely defended, "Lou is not!!!"

"Oh, he's not, so why is he running to someone's house in the middle of the day? With someone else's money in his pocket?"

Chi Xiaochi's voice had a sob in it, "Lou was trying to save me ......"

"You just talk nonsense." Chi mom turned to Chi dad, "You know what, your good son, said that other teacher Zhu made a move on him and touched him ...... Listen to it, ridiculous or not, huh? You think you're some kind of meat and potatoes? Other people Zhu teacher is a man, a big old man, to your hands and feet, what does he figure ah? Joke."

...... Chi Xiaochi doesn't want to talk.

He was tired of even opening his mouth.

The parents will not admit that their decision to send Chi Xiaochi to Mr. Zhu's home for tutoring was wrong, so it must be Chi Xiaochi who is at fault.

In that case, there's nothing more to say.

He wanted to go out to get some air, but was stopped by Chi's mom, who told him not to go anywhere tonight, but to stay home and explain everything.

Chi Xiaochi Pursed her lips and laughed silently twice.

He made his bed on the floor and fell straight down, pulling the covers over his head and not saying another word.

There's no way around it, so Ikuma and Ikuma turn out the lights early as well, as a way to combat the gossip that's already circulating throughout the building.

Chi Xiaochi, devoid of sleep, listened with open eyes to the conversation of the couple on the bed under the suffocating covers.

Mr. Chi said, "Why did someone die? And he died in our neighborhood. Even if we have to move, the price of housing will go down. Who are we going to talk to?"

"Find whoever you like, but don't find us bad luck." Chi Ma chagrined, "Your son casually gave the keys to the house to outsiders, now it's good, we have to eat melons together with the Lou family."

"Not so much not so much. But speaking of which, it's really thanks to Lou's kid losing his life." Chi dad said, "People die for the sake of peace, and Mr. Zhu will not bother about Xiaochi's matter with us."

Chi Xiaochi's mouth was open and she was biting down on the covers.

When he had the slightest bit of strength to loosen his teeth, he realized that his mouth was thick with blood.

......

Zi Yu stayed under the silo and looked around, confirming that there was no sign of any surveillance coverage in the area.

It was not until Zhu Shoucheng left Lou's house that she got out of the car and stopped Zhu Shoucheng: "Mr. Zhu, let's talk again?"

Zhu Shoucheng's expression was unnatural for a moment, but he quickly returned to his spring-like smile, "It's so late. Going to the police station?"

"Just two or three sentences, just talk in the car."

After closing the car door, Zi Yu turned her head, "Can I ask some questions."

Zhu Shoucheng in the passenger seat: "Uh, go ahead."

Zi Yu: "You say that Lou Ying used the key to Chi Xiaochi's house to enter Chi Xiaochi's house and then to burglarize your house?"

Zhu Shoucheng: "That's right."

"And Chi Xiaochi was on the inside?"

"And that's just a guess. Because he didn't seem at all surprised that Lou Ying existed."

Zi Yu looked into Zhu Shoucheng's eyes, "Do you think that since Lou Ying had Xiaochi as his inside man, why didn't he just go through the door, but chose to go through the window instead?"

Zhu Shoucheng didn't even blink: "My door is old, and the sound when I open and close it is particularly harsh."

Zi Yu muses, "Do you think Xiaochi was afraid to wake you up and let Lou Ying use the window?"

"Maybe."

"Then his and Lou Ying's plan to commit this theft must have been planned in advance. But how can Xiaochi be sure that you will definitely fall asleep while executing the plan?"

"I'm not sure about that." Zhu Shoucheng shrugged, "They stick together all day long, so it's unlikely that they have any special way of communicating."

Throughout the questioning, Zi Yu paid attention to the changes in Zhu Shoucheng's expression.

But disappointingly, she didn't find much.

Zhu Shoucheng showed some nervousness and anxiety, but the degree was within normal limits, and no particular abnormality could be seen.

She asked one last question, "Is there anything else you can say about Lou Ying, in any other way?"

"This child's studies are quite not bad, spiritual, but his character is ......" Zhu Shoucheng regretfully shook his head, "Not that I speak ill of the deceased, you can ask around, this upstairs and downstairs, who does not know that the Lou family's children always have endless money to spend, always able to get all kinds of second-hand goods, and also able to buy all kinds of good things for Chi Xiaochi. know that Lou's children always have endless money, always get all kinds of second-hand goods, but also to Chi Xiaochi to buy all kinds of good things. As for the source of his money, alas, perhaps only God knows."

......

In July, Chi Xiaochi began his war without smoke.

He runs to the police station every day to sit and wait for a statement.

Ikea also has to work, where can accompany him day after day dry consumption, so the old Dai in charge of this matter flexibly into the "inquiry" packaged into the "talk about", so that you do not have to let the Ikea parents every time to follow.

Lao Dai was very distrustful of Chi Xiaochi.

Every time we have a "heart-to-heart" talk, he asks the same question, "Tell me all the details of what happened that day."

As a result, Chi Xiaochi had to rip open his scars again and again, showing the blood-soaked wounds to the others.

But it's hard to say the same thing upside down without skewering the flavor.

Lao Dai took a few transcripts and compared them back and forth, "Lou Ying The timing of entering the window ...... is not what you said last time."

Chi Xiaochi covered his forehead, his heart and body are tired and weak: "What did I say last time?"

Old Dai closed the cap on his pen, leaned back in his chair, and said perfunctorily, "Think for yourself."

Chi Xiaochi stopped talking.

In the past few days, Chi Xiaochi's words have decreased dramatically.

Because he's found that more talk is more wrong.

Old Dai also felt uninterested, closed the transcript and told him to wait here.

As soon as he left, Chi Xiaochi followed in silence, carrying his bag over one shoulder.

Lao Dai went back to his office, and Chi Xiaochi also sat down wordlessly on the plastic bench in front of his office, trying to hear something useful.

A young junior civilian asked from inside, "That kid again? How's it going, all right?"

"He's fine." Old Dai used his index finger to loudly flick the injury report, "All the red wounds on his body are from his own fall, his wrists and waist are a bit bruised, obviously traces of twisting and shoving, and Zhu Shoucheng's confession matches, and also, neither has he been tied up, nor any traces of being violated on his body, and not even a piece of spermatic spot. "

Speaking here, Old Dai chirped, "...... Speak as if it were true."

Chi Xiaochi leans her head against the cool tile to cool her rolling head.

He thought, "If I had known, I would have been better off with Zhu Shoucheng at that time.

"Children of this age are so quick to tell lies that they don't even need to make a draft." Old Dai said, "That's my son's behavior. I know him too well."

Zi Yu : "He may not be lying. I always thought there was something odd about this."

"Little comrade, you 'think'? You're not afraid of being laughed at when you say this? We have to look at the evidence, the evidence."

Old Dai raised his hand a few statements: "Here, open your eyes. Inconsistencies, mistakes in details, and you're telling me he didn't lie?"

He took another drag on his cigarette, "And did you see his feet?"

Zi Yu : "...... What happened to his feet again?"

Outside the door, Chi Xiaochi similarly looks down at her feet.

Old Dai tsked: "On his ankle, the boss a black flower. Good guy, they say the body hair skin received by the parents, who is a decent child will give himself a fancy body?"

The tattooed flower on the inside of his ankle, cold as a snake, climbed all the way up his pant leg.

Chi Xiaochi and stayed on his feet, no longer looking.

Zi Yu didn't pick up on Lao Dai's words and flipped through the file himself, "I suggest identifying the fingerprints on the coins in Lou Ying's pocket."

Old Dai lit a cigarette, "Oh, that money, ah, paid back."

Zi Yu : "...... What? Returned?"

Lao Dai: "It's other people's money from Mr. Zhu, and there's a little note in it that he bought something, so of course I have to give it back to them."

"It's not ......" Zi Yu said, "It's evidence, how can you just--"

Old Dai reached out and waved away the smoke in front of him: "Xiao Zi, you are still too young to understand the world. That money is not a small amount, several hundreds of it, if we deducted it as evidence, someone will definitely say that we are not the people's money, then we can't even talk about it. And what did you say? Fingerprinting? Don't be ridiculous. We don't have that kind of access. It's a small police station in a small place, with only two or three of us, we're so busy every day that we can't even finish our work, and we're still checking fingerprints? It's not enough trouble. Besides, Lou's side said to forget about it, intending to cremate the child into the ground earlier, we don't have to worry about that--"

Snap.

A few moments after the sound of something hitting the ground, there was a steep continuous running sound outside.

Zi Yu sensed a hint of something wrong and poked his head out of the office, only to see Chi Xiaochi's black school bag on the floor and the teenager's despairing figure disappearing at the end of the corridor with only a flash.

"...... Xiaochi?"