Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 154

Li Zhuiyuan picked up the chalk and wrote down the summary of the clues on the small blackboard.

“The girl who was sleepwalking and nearly jumping off a building that Run Sheng and Yin Meng rescued went to Luoxin Island Amusement Park yesterday.

In the case file of wife murder that Tan Wenbin brought, the suspect husband who insisted that he had just had a dream was an employee of Luoxin Island Amusement Park.

The Zhou brothers would go to Luoxin Island Amusement Park on weekends to perform lion dance as a part-time job.”

The last time I had dinner with the Zhou brothers, they talked about this at the dinner table.

The brothers' family conditions were not bad, after all, they were a family with a heritage and skills, but their family members were a bit rigid in their thinking, ignoring the fact that life was different when away from home, as well as the difference in prices between the two places.

The family felt that the money they gave was enough for the two brothers to live a life of luxury and extravagance in Jinling.

In fact, the two brothers are martial artists so their appetites are much greater than those of ordinary people. The living expenses at home are really not enough for their meals, so they have to often take on some performances outside to subsidize their food expenses.

Once, a city leader brought his children to Luoxin Island Amusement Park for a weekend visit. He was amazed by the wonderful lion dance performance and approached to inquire about the two brothers. After learning that the two brothers were college students, he arranged for them to participate in the city's upcoming college student art performance.

When the leader opens his mouth, his subordinates run around.

But in fact, it was such a simple matter. Since they had eaten together before, Lin Shuyou only needed to go to their school and sit down and chat with the Zhou brothers for a while to get the complete clues.

He chose to have a fight with someone for no apparent reason, and then traced the source step by step. He went to find the relevant leaders in the academy who were responsible for program selection and the program organizer. It happened that the former was organizing an exchange meeting with a martial arts school, and the latter was preparing for relevant competitions of the city's martial arts association.

Lin Shuyou, who was clearly doing a secret investigation, got into fights everywhere.

The three groups of people all left school at about the same time in the morning. Most of them had space left for recording on a simple piece of paper, but Lin Shuyou's experience was the richest and most tortuous.

If Lin Shuyou was replaced by Tan Wenbin, Li Zhuiyuan would think that Tan Wenbin had made his intentions clear and deliberately took a roundabout way to give that hand more trouble even if there was nothing else to do.

But since it is Ayou, Li Zhuiyuan feels that he is just acting in his true colors and working very hard.

Li Zhuiyuan drew a circle on "Luo Xin Island Amusement Park" and knocked on it:

"Obviously, the clue trap that hand set for us is in this amusement park."

Then, Li Zhuiyuan's eyes fell on the three records with words in front of him.

“The fifth wave has been taken over by me, and the opponent is Birch’s spirit.

There is good news and bad news.

Let me start with the bad news: we have not yet received any river water from Birch Formation.

Now for the good news: Birch feeds on dreams, so his form and spirit should have the same characteristics.

So this time,
We don’t need to change the content of the script, we just need to change the title.”

Li Zhuiyuan wrote on the blackboard: "Dream Ghost" and "Birch" respectively.

The boy picked up the blackboard eraser and erased "Dream Ghost" first. Then he pulled out a line from each of the three lines of clues originally written on the blackboard, pointing to "Birch".

Tan Wenbin understood and a smile appeared on his face.

This time is different from the last time. I need others to create causal clues because I can directly apply the false clues that hand has made for me and others.

The authenticity of something can only be confirmed when the lid is opened, and the one who opens the lid is Jiang Shui.

That hand wanted to guide him and others to find the "Dream Ghost". He and others only needed to shout to find "Birch". Under the influence of the river water, it didn't matter whether it was the "Dream Ghost" or the "Birch".

Because the mastermind behind the scenes is naturally defined as the evil force behind the death.

For example, last time, when Xiong Shan’s team was about to fail, my team took over. It’s the same here. Even if I take a step back and say that I and others fail, there will be other teams to take over.

The hand that originally wanted to take itself away perfectly, now became a dealer on the river, forced to endure the impact of wave after wave of river water.

Tan Wenbin thought this was a brilliant move. Killing someone with a borrowed knife was nothing. This time, Brother Xiaoyuan wanted to use Jiang to wipe out the whole family!

Yin Meng thought about it and nodded silently.

Lin Shuyou had just finished reading what Xiaoyuan wrote, which meant he had just gotten familiar with the background outline. He hadn’t fully understood it yet, but he nodded thoughtfully and added, “Oh~”

Runsheng said: "Xiaoyuan, you don't have to tell us this."

Upon hearing this, Tan Wenbin nodded immediately: "Yes, it's better not to tell us."

Lin Shuyou: "Yes, yes, indeed."

What Runsheng meant was that if Li Zhuiyuan didn't tell them about the "Dream Ghost" and "Birch", and only needed to write out the "Birch's Form and Spirit", then except for Xiaoyuan, everyone in the team would only know about one "Birch's Form and Spirit".

There is no need to change the name of the script, because there was no name originally, so just add it in and that's it.

In this way, it will be more convenient for everyone to push the river water better.

In Runsheng's opinion, there is nothing wrong with being an unwitting tool.

Li Zhuiyuan sat down, picked up a piece of cloth and wiped the chalk dust off his hands.

Runsheng is right.

In fact, I shouldn't tell them. If I tell them, it may make things worse and make things not go well enough.

The fingertips were wiped red by the boy.

He rubbed it extra hard because only in this way could he divert the pain that might appear on his face.

As long as you can get revenge, as long as you can get over this wave, as long as you can achieve your goal, there is nothing wrong in using and sacrificing your partners as tools.

Everyone was waiting for Li Zhuiyuan to speak.

The young man could hardly keep his composure, a feeling of rejection and hatred rising rapidly in his heart.

Self-consistent, self-consistent, self-consistent...

Li Zhuiyuan threw the cloth down, clenched his fists, placed them under the table, raised his head, glanced at everyone, and said:

"We are just getting started now, and everyone has great potential. Even if we want to use you as tools, we have to wait until you are more mature and have higher value.

Killing the goose that lays the golden eggs and draining the pond to catch fish are things only fools would do."

After saying these words, the discomfort in Li Zhuiyuan's heart suddenly subsided a lot, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Tan Wenbin, Runsheng and Yin Meng all laughed, and Lin Shuyou also laughed in unison.

If it were another leader, saying such words would easily hurt the morale of the soldiers, but it was not easy for Brother Xiaoyuan to say such words and be willing to give a reason to explain it.

You can't let Brother Xiaoyuan tell you that he would rather take the risk of reducing the success rate than increase your survival rate.

If I really say this, Brother Xiaoyuan will probably go crazy with pain.

Li Zhuiyuan regarded his companions as his own sand-fixing grass, and these grasses were actually familiar with the sand they surrounded.

“The Dream Ghost must be very powerful.

Luoxin Island Amusement Park is the home venue chosen by that hand, so there must be more arrangements, such as powerful formations and bizarre feng shui patterns.

But we still have to take the initiative to fall into the trap, and do it quickly.

It is as if there is fire burning on us now, and we must hurry up and bring this flame to them. This is our only way to confidently fight against them at the moment.

I am not so naive as to think that once this is accomplished, a family or sect with a profound foundation can be destroyed. Existences of their level are by no means so easy to destroy.

But at the very least, we have to make it feel pain, make it howl, and make it lose its arms to survive!
This is the first claw that has reached out to us from the dark.

Only by chopping it hard,
This will help us avoid more troubles that may arise in the future.”

After saying this, Li Zhuiyuan took out a stack of Qingxin Talismans from his pocket, and took off a pocket watch from his collar, and placed it on the talisman paper along with the watch strap and chain.

The pocket watch was new and not expensive. It was bought from the store earlier and was produced by the Jiangnan Watch Factory.

Finally, Li Zhuiyuan reached out and touched the crystal clear bone ring on his fingertips. The gift that A'li gave him was not only thoughtful, but also of impeccable craftsmanship.

"Tan Wenbin stays here, and the others go and wait upstairs. After Tan Wenbin comes out, the next one will come in."

……

The yellow pickup truck was parked outside early. Tan Wenbin sat in the driver's seat, while Lin Shuyou and Runsheng sat in the carport at the back.

Li Zhuiyuan and Yin Meng walked out of the store.

Yin Meng raised her hand and covered her eyes: "The sun is so bright today."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Because we stayed in the basement for too long."

After getting in the car, Li Zhuiyuan said to Tan Wenbin: "Drive slower and be careful."

"Don't worry, I understand." Tan Wenbin started the car.

Destination, Luoxin Island Amusement Park.

The journey was not too far, but in order to prevent fatigue driving, Li Zhuiyuan let Yin Meng and Tan Wenbin take turns driving.

The amusement park is on an island in the middle of a lake. You can buy a ticket and take a cruise ship to the island. Of course, there is also a bridge that allows you to drive directly up.

At the upper end of the bridge, there is a security booth where an old security guard with white hair sits, holding a white porcelain teacup in his hand.

Seeing a car coming, the old security guard shouted: "The park is closed. It's not open today."

There is a bulletin board outside the security booth, which reads: The facilities are under maintenance and are temporarily closed to the public.

The main reason is that there have been several accidents in the amusement park recently.

Tan Wenbin stuck his head out of the car window, patted the door with his hand, and said, "Master, can't you see that we are just assigned here to do maintenance?"

"Oh, really?"

The small yellow pickup truck looks like a construction vehicle, and the two people sitting in the back look like good workers.

"Then go in."

The old security guard lifted the bar and signaled to let them pass.

Tan Wenbin stepped on the accelerator and drove in.

But soon, Tan Wenbin saw from the rearview mirror that the old security guard was waving and staggering as he ran after the car, shouting something, but the wind outside the car window was a little strong and he couldn't hear clearly.

"Brother Xiaoyuan, that old man seems a little weird, can you stop the car?"

"Go down and have a look."

"Ah."

Tan Wenbin stopped the car, opened the door and got out.

Then, a heat wave that shouldn't have appeared in this season came towards us, and along with it, there was blinding sand.

"Beep!!!"

A large truck drove past quickly in front of us, raising dust. The scorching sun was in the sky, making people feel irritated.

"Hey, don't run, don't run, school isn't over yet, Xina Kangzi!"

Tan Wenbin turned around and saw the old school security guard chasing after him. In the distance was the gate of Shigang Middle School.

He felt a little dizzy, as if he didn't sleep well last night and studied until late at night.

Then, Tan Wenbin smiled.

How could he possibly study until late at night? It would be almost the same if he stayed up all night reading martial arts novels and comics.

Tan Wenbin scratched his head. He had just climbed over the school wall and ran onto the road when he was almost hit by the arrogant truck. He even forgot the purpose of climbing over the wall.

Oh, I remembered it.

Damn it, gotta go quick!
"Uncle, I'm not feeling well. I'm going to the hospital for an IV drip!"

After saying that, Tan Wenbin ran away.

The old security guard panted, supported his knees with his hands, looked at Tan Wenbin who ran away in an instant, and cursed:

"Xina Kangzi is kidding, he can run so fast even if he is sick."

Tan Wenbin ran all the way to the door of a billiard room, where several young men wearing black short-sleeved shirts and with tattoos were playing billiard.

Standing in the corner next to him was Zheng Haiyang, who was crying. There were many clear slap marks on his face.

Zheng Haiyang's parents are seamen with a high income, and Zheng Haiyang usually has a lot of pocket money. However, because his parents are not around all year round and he lives with his grandparents, he gradually develops a cowardly character.

With a lot of money in his pocket and a soft temper, he naturally became an ideal fat sheep for the gangsters to extort money.

Zheng Haiyang didn't come to school this morning. Tan Wenbin thought he was sick, but other classmates told him that they saw Zheng Haiyang being taken away by Lin Sanhou and others on the way to school.

"Fuck it, I told you, I'm protecting Zheng Haiyang!"

What arrived earlier than this sentence was Tan Wenbin's flying kick.

There are three people on the other side and I am alone, so I must knock down one first.

"boom!"

A flying kick hit one of the men in the waist, knocking him to the ground and making him unable to get up for a while.

Then, Tan Wenbin grabbed a billiard cue and hit the other person in the face with it.

"boom!"

The guy let out a scream and fell to the ground, covering his face.

The third person was standing opposite the pool table. Seeing this, he jumped onto the pool table and tried to come over.

Tan Wenbin grabbed a billiard ball on the table and smashed it directly at the other man's dick.

"Snapped!"

"Oh!!!"

The man covered his crotch and jumped up and down on the table, causing the billiard table top to be dented.

Tan Wenbin took the opportunity to grab the other person's ankle and pulled him down, causing him to fall onto the table.

"Damn it, I told you not to bully me!"

Tan Wenbin grabbed the man's hair, lifted his head, and hit it against the edge of the pool table. He lifted it up, hit it, and lifted it up!
The other party's nose started bleeding immediately, and his mind became a little distracted.

At this moment, the two people who had been kicked down also got up and rushed towards Tan Wenbin.

Tan Wenbin let go of the thing in his hand, took a step forward, leaned hard with his shoulder, hit the opponent's chest, and at the same time grabbed the opponent's arm with his right hand, swung it backwards, and then pulled it down and kicked it back, and at the same time kicked the gangster in the knee. The gangster fell to his knees and was completely locked by Tan Wenbin.

"You like to bully people, don't you? I told you not to bully people!"

Tan Wenbin pressed his knee against the opponent's neck, facing the wall beside him.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

The walls were already stained with blood.

Seeing this, the third gangster was so scared that he started to tremble.

As Tan Wenbin looked up and glared at him, he was so scared that he didn't dare to move forward and just ran away.

People who bully the weak and fear the strong often give in the fastest when they meet a really tough guy.

Tan Wenbin let go of his hand, and the guy under him fell forward and fainted.

Reaching out, he picked up a pack of cigarettes from the pool table, took out a cigarette, lit it with a match next to it, and took a puff.

"Hiss...hoo~"

In the corner, Zheng Haiyang asked in surprise: "Brother Bin, when did you become so powerful?"

In the past, Brother Bin was also brave and would dare to take action to protect his classmates, but most of the time they just fought each other. It was not like today, when he took care of these guys in no time.

"Are they powerful?" Tan Wenbin looked at the two unconscious thugs on and off the stage with some doubt, "Yes, I seem to have become more powerful, or are they useless and so weak?"

Tan Wenbin took another puff of his cigarette, and when he blew out the smoke ring, he looked at the cigarette in his hand: Hey, when did smoking start to go through my lungs?

In the past, he often combed his hair into an adult style in front of the mirror at home.

He also bought cigarettes and lit them up pretending to be very cool, but he would cough and retch after inhaling, so he would just inhale them into his mouth and then spit them out. This way, the smoke was thicker and easier to spit out in shape.

"Are you okay?" Tan Wenbin looked at Zheng Haiyang.

"I'm fine, Brother Bin, hehe."

Tan Wenbin reached out and touched Zheng Haiyang's face.

Zheng Haiyang had been slapped hard in the face before, and when he was touched this time, he took a breath but did not dodge.

Tan Wenbin touched and touched Zheng Haiyang again and again, causing him so much pain that tears came out.

"Brother Bin..."

"Oh, I'm glad you're okay. Let's go back to school."

"Don't leave! This is my pool table! Pay me! Pay me!"

The aunt from the billiard room came down from upstairs and screamed.

She tried to stop Tan Wenbin who wanted to leave and reached out to grab the boy's collar.

Tan Wenbin glared at her and deliberately took a step forward. For some reason, the aunt was frightened and stepped back repeatedly.

"Go ask these two grandsons to pay for it. It wasn't me who broke the table!"

Afterwards, Tan Wenbin took Zheng Haiyang away.

You have to climb over the wall to leave the school, but you can just go through the main gate to enter the school, and the security guards will not stop students wearing school uniform pants from going to school. However, just as I arrived at the classroom door, I saw the class monitor Zhou Yunyun coming out with homework.

Tan Wenbin raised his eyebrows at Zhou Yunyun and praised: "Squad leader, you are inexplicably sweet today."

Zhou Yunyun's tense face flushed red, then she lowered her head, straightened herself up, glared at Tan Wenbin, and cursed, "Bah, a dog can't spit out ivory!"

"You look really good today. You look young. It's great."

Tan Wenbin sighed, and he himself didn't know why he sighed.

"Tan Wenbin, if you keep talking nonsense, I will report you to the teacher, believe it or not?"

Tan Wenbin frowned, wondering what was wrong with him? In the past, he just liked to argue with the cold-faced squad leader and act like a thorn in her side to annoy her, but why did he say these things today?
He himself felt that what he had said before was a bit too frivolous. If he fought, his father would just beat him with a belt, but if he harassed female classmates, his father would most likely hit him with a police car.

When he thought of his biological father, Tan Wenbin couldn't help but shiver.

Avoiding Zhou Yunyun, Tan Wenbin returned to the classroom.

Zheng Haiyang came back first and told Tan Wenbin about his heroic feat. When the boys in the class saw him come in, they cheered.

Tan Wenbin raised his left hand and covered his chest with his right hand, signaling everyone to keep a low profile.

Then he climbed over the desk and sat in the first row by the window.

Turning his head, he found a classmate sitting at the table next to him. Tan Wenbin asked curiously:

"Why are you sitting here?"

The student was confused by the question and replied, "This is my seat."

"Your seat?"

At this time, a short female student who had just finished using the toilet during class came over and asked timidly, "Why are you sitting in my seat?"

"your position?"

Tan Wenbin looked to the left side of the podium and saw the familiar desk, the familiar arrangement of books, and the familiar army of tin soldiers in the drawer.

I was indeed sitting in the wrong seat.

Tan Wenbin stood up and left, sitting back on his throne.

Zhou Yunyun came back from delivering homework. When she passed by Tan Wenbin, she sneered at him and said, "The head teacher has called your dad."

"Oh."

Tan Wenbin nodded, supported his chin with his hand, and began to fiddle with the eraser.

In the following class, Tan Wenbin basically didn't listen and just continued to be in a daze.

The teacher at the podium knew that he was daydreaming, but in a class, there is always a small group of people who, as long as they do not disrupt the teaching order, the teacher will not care what they do.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and Tan Yunlong appeared at the door of the classroom.

Tan Wenbin looked at Tan Yunlong, walked up to him, took out a cigarette from his pocket, pulled out a cigarette and handed it to him.

"Dad, open your mouth."

The corners of Tan Yunlong's mouth twitched, and then he laughed out of anger.

Seeing this, others at the back all exclaimed in delight.

"go home with me."

"Oh."

His father's motorcycle was always driving very fast.

Today's car speed is faster than usual, revealing an eager desire for family.

After opening the door, Zheng Fang, wearing an apron, walked out of the kitchen. Seeing the father and son coming back, she asked, "What happened to my son?"

Tan Yunlong said nothing, but silently unbuckled his belt.

Zheng Fang stepped back.

In fact, the couple no longer have much hope for their son's studies, unless the top scorer in the college entrance examination can give their son full-day tutoring, but how is that possible?

Therefore, their son’s character is what the couple values ​​most now. He can be a poor student, but he cannot grow into a bad person and must not break the rules.

Tan Wenbin was brought into the room by Tan Yunlong.

Zheng Fang returned to the kitchen and pushed the green pepper that she had intended to cut away from the chopping board. She originally wanted to make stir-fried green pepper with shredded pork, but she thought it unnecessary to cook two identical dishes for one meal at home.

The dishes were cooked and the soup was cooking when there was a knock on the door.

Zheng Fang opened the door and it was Zheng Haiyang.

"The ocean."

"Auntie."

"Wait a minute, Binbin is busy now."

"Auntie, I'm here to tell uncle what happened today. Brother Bin is here to help me."

"It doesn't seem like today is about this." Zheng Fang looked at her husband's expression when he came home. It should be that her beloved son, in addition to making the usual mistakes, had added some new tricks.

However, out of maternal instinct, Zheng Fang still shouted: "Binbin, Haiyang is here to play with you!"

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

In response to her, there were bursts of screams.

But among them, there are still warm greetings to good friends:
"Ah! Haiyang, there are apples in the living room, ah! Eat them first, and I'll play with you when I'm done, ah!"

The father-son bonding activity is over.

Zheng Fang invited Haiyang to have dinner.

Tan Wenbin squatted down as usual and picked up the bowl and chopsticks.

Now your butt must not sit down.

"Beep! Beep! Beep!"

Tan Yunlong's pager on his waist rang. He looked down and said, "Something happened at the institute."

After scooping a little soup into the bowl, Tan Yunlong quickly cleaned the bowl, got up and left home.

Tan Wenbin said, "Mom, my dad is not at home all day, what do you want from him?"

Zheng Fang: "What do you mean?"

Tan Wenbin: "I support you in pursuing your own happiness."

Zheng Fang: "You want to be beaten again, don't you? Your dad is busy with work."

Tan Wenbin: "No matter how busy you are, you can't leave your wife alone. I will definitely not do that in the future."

Zheng Fang glared at her son unhappily and said, "I hope you'll keep your word with your future partner."

After dinner, Zheng Haiyang stayed with Tan Wenbin at home for a while, and then he went back to school for class.

Tan Wenbin was lying face down on the bed, flipping through a novel in his hand at first, but he threw it away after a while and opened a comic book. However, he found it boring after just a few pages. Finally, he simply took out the pornographic magazine under the bed. The things that he found very exciting before, now suddenly felt boring to him.

In this way, the uneasy mood continued for an entire afternoon, and in the evening, there was an urgent knock on the door.

Zheng Fang didn't have work this afternoon and stayed at home, so she went over to open the door.

After the door opened, a crying voice was heard:

"Sister-in-law, Captain Tan is in trouble!"

……

Tan Yunlong died.

Tan Wenbin stood beside the bed with a dull look in his eyes. Lying on the bed was the body of his father who had been declared dead after failed rescue efforts.

Knowing that he was surrounded, the fugitives took hostages in an attempt to fight to the death. In order to save the hostages, Tan Yunlong was shot by the fugitives.

Tan Wenbin didn't dare to uncover the white cloth covering his father's body, for fear of seeing the horrible bullet holes.

The lingering pain on his butt made him hope that his father would get up from the bed. His skin was still itchy and he wanted to be beaten again.

After being tense for a while, the mother lay down on the edge of the bed and burst into tears.

Tan Wenbin took a deep breath. He also wanted to cry, but found that he couldn't find tears.

He could only go forward to comfort his mother, and then wait for the leaders of the institute and the town to come to visit, and then go up to them to ask about matters related to the martyr's honor and funeral.

If it involves the public, it would not be appropriate to emphasize folk customs too much, and more consideration should be given to solemnity, dignity and simplicity.

My grandparents and my great-grandparents also came. My grandpa and my great-grandpa were better off. They just stood silently by the side and held back their tears. My grandma and my great-grandma hugged my mom and cried bitterly.

Time just passes by in a daze.

Tan Wenbin attended his father's funeral. Many of his father's former leaders and colleagues from the police station and the city came to pay their respects.

Tan Wenbin accompanied his mother and returned their gifts one by one.

During that period, his mother was too weak, so Tan Wenbin asked her to concentrate on accompanying her husband on his final journey, and he would arrange all the formalities.

He arranged everything very well.

The leader of the Municipal Bureau held his hand warmly and comforted him and expressed his expectations.

Grandpa and grandpa stood beside him, accompanying him silently but forcefully.

The handover between father and son is easily criticized by public opinion, but there is one exception.

Many classmates also came to the funeral, including Zheng Haiyang and Zhou Yunyun.

At the end of the funeral, Tan Wenbin took Tan Yunlong to the crematorium for cremation.

He was very surprised. How could his father, such a big man, fit into such a small box?
He held the urn, got in the car and went home.

My father's portrait was placed at home.

Tan Wenbin cooked some noodles and ate them with Zheng Fang.

Zheng Fang: "Son, did you add salt? It's too bland."

Tan Wenbin: "I think it's just right. If you don't believe me, ask dad..."

Zheng Fang and Tan Wenbin subconsciously looked at the empty seat on the table. In a family of three, everyone usually has a fixed seat when eating.

Looking in the direction of the empty seat, you will see the black and white portrait.

Zheng Fang lowered her head and ate while crying. Her tears fell into the bowl. This time, there was no need to add salt.

After dinner, Zheng Fang went back to her room to rest. Soon she heard suppressed crying from inside and she hid under the quilt.

Tan Wenbin took out his cigarette box, and every time he smoked a cigarette, he would light one in the incense burner in front of the portrait.

He was even cocky and held the cigarette high in his mouth on purpose to provoke his biological father in the portrait.

But after provoking him all the time, he soon found it boring.

After all, his father couldn't come out from the portrait and swat the cigarette out of his mouth.

The sobbing sounds in the room gradually died down, and he knew that his tired mother had finally fallen asleep in sorrow.

Tan Wenbin stayed in the living room and changed his sitting position. He wanted to take advantage of the quiet night to talk to his father again.

But after thinking about it, I found that there was nothing to say.

Because he felt that he was a failure as a son and had nothing to show for it that would make his father proud.

Finally, the rain, which had been delayed for a long time, finally dripped down.

Tan Wenbin wiped away tears and said:
"Old Tan, the extra points you helped me get for the college entrance exam are all wasted. Your son is a loser. Even with the extra points, he still can't get into college. Sigh."

With his head knocked against the table, Tan Wenbin seemed to be half asleep.

In a daze, I seemed to hear a "plop" coming from the room.

He immediately struggled to stand up, walked to the door of his parents' bedroom, knocked on the door, and asked:

"Mom, are you okay, Mom?"

There was no response from inside.

I kept knocking on the door and kept shouting, but there was still no response from inside.

Tan Wenbin tried to open the door and found it was locked from the inside.

"mom, Mom, Mom!"

Tan Wenbin realized something was wrong and started banging on the door.

"boom!"

The door was knocked open.

Tan Wenbin turned on the light and saw his mother lying on the ground with foam at the mouth and an empty pesticide bottle next to her.

"mom!"

Tan Wenbin bent down and picked up his mother. He wanted to rush his mother to the hospital. As long as he sent his mother to the hospital in time, it would still be in time. It would definitely be in time.

As he moved, he kicked over the empty bottle, which hit the foot of the bed and then bounced back.

Tan Wenbin's gaze fell on the label on the pesticide bottle, and his eyes immediately widened.

He knew that if someone drank this pesticide, even if they did a timely gastric lavage, they would be able to recover to normal for a few days, but in the end, they would not be able to be saved.

It gives you time to regret, but it doesn't give you a chance to live.

Tan Wenbin's body was shaking and his face was distorted, but he still held on and held his mother. He woke up the neighbor who had a motorcycle next door and begged him to drive him and his mother to the hospital.

Tan Wenbin was sitting at the door of the hospital's operating room late at night.

The doctor just came out, hesitant to speak, wanting to explain some things to me.

He told the doctor that he knew the outcome.

The doctor nodded, sighed helplessly, and left.

Tan Wenbin knew that when the day breaks, his mother would wake up, be able to eat and laugh, and would be able to hug him and stroke his face and head.

She might say that she regrets it and will not commit suicide again. She will stay with me, accompany me until I grow up, accompany me to work, accompany me to get married, and then raise my children in the future.

These seemingly gentle words and expressions will soon turn into sharp edges that will hurt you the most.

Tan Wenbin held his head in his arms, lowered his head, opened his mouth wide without making any sound, and his snot and tears kept dripping.

A figure walked towards the corridor. It was Zheng Haiyang.

He sat down next to Tan Wenbin and patted him on the back:

"The doctor said the rescue was successful and Auntie will be fine."

Tan Wenbin turned his head and looked at Zheng Haiyang.

Zheng Haiyang looked into his eyes and said to him, "Brother Bin, don't worry, no matter what happens, I will always be by your side."

Tan Wenbin shook his head and said, "I just figured out something."

Zheng Haiyang smiled and said, "It's good once you figure it out. Everything will pass, really."

"My mother is very strong. She will not commit suicide. After my father is gone, she will take on the responsibility of accompanying me. She has been a police wife for so many years, she has the mental preparation to do so."

Zheng Haiyang: "No matter how strong a person is, there may be times when they can't hold on. Brother Bin, this is not Auntie's fault."

Tan Wenbin: "Who put that bottle of pesticide in her room?"

Zheng Haiyang was surprised and said, "Brother Bin, do you suspect someone deliberately..."

Tan Wenbin put his face very close to Zheng Haiyang. He looked into Zheng Haiyang's eyes and asked:
"Besides asking the neighbors to send me off, I haven't told anyone about my mom's accident, not even my grandparents. Why did you show up here so promptly?"

Zheng Haiyang was stunned at first, then asked, "Brother Bin, are you doubting me?"

"What else? Shouldn't it be?"

Zheng Haiyang said angrily: "Brother Bin, how could you think of me like this!"

next moment,
The aggrieved and angry expression on Zheng Haiyang's face turned into a playful sarcasm in a very smooth way:

"I put the pesticide there myself. I also wrote a suicide note to my aunt in the tone of an uncle, hahahaha!"

Tan Wenbin grabbed Zheng Haiyang's arm and shook it desperately: "Why did you do this, why!"

Under the violent shaking, Zheng Haiyang's head began to sway back and forth, and a small turtle climbed onto the top of Zheng Haiyang's head at some point.

The turtle's mouth and Zheng Haiyang's mouth opened at the same time.

laughed:

"Because I feel unbalanced. Why do you have your parents by your side, but I don't?"

(End of this chapter)