Abyss of ignorance

Before it got dark, Lin Xiaodong had already returned to his home in the new district. After Jiang Lin left, he used to put away the curtains of the small window when he went out in the morning.

In this way, when I come back in the afternoon, if the sun has not completely set, the setting sun will shine in the room, as if it was the light of the lamp that used to be.

I don't know when, he began to be afraid of seeing the dark room when he came back, and sometimes he was more afraid of the dark after being illuminated.

Before the last ray of sunlight was put away, Lin Xiaodong drew the curtains.The lights in the room were turned on, and the place was very different from a year ago. The room was clean and even a little empty, but now it was filled with various materials, piles upon piles, with almost no place to set foot.

Different from the small window in the living room, the curtains in the bedroom are drawn all the year round, and there is a huge whiteboard in front of the window, which is densely written with various marks that only Lin Xiaodong himself can understand.

He sat on the bed, watched these contents silently, and the whole person became quiet, as if this room was two time-spaces completely independent from the outside, and there were only him and these marks in this place, and no one could disturb them.

He stared at the whiteboard for a long time, as if to recall all the details that he might have forgotten. The marker pen, almost like muscle memory, was in his hand, but he didn't draw anything on the whiteboard, as if he was recalling everything during the day , After a long time, I drew circles on it, and the only sound in the whole room was the rustling sound of the pen falling on the whiteboard, which lasted until late at night...

In Linzhou late at night, the restlessness of the day finally faded away. This is the tranquility only at midnight.

It seems that a machine whose parts are running hot has finally had a chance to cool down, cherishing the short opportunity of repairing, waiting for another day of high load after dawn.

Among the scarecrows in the ruins of the East Petroleum Market, there seems to be a figure swaying. You have to look carefully to find that this is not a scarecrow swaying in the wind, but a living person walking in the dark among these temporarily reclaimed fields. He seemed to be looking for something, but a demolition site that had been abandoned for a whole year did not give him much useful feedback.

After groping for a while, he finally straightened up, stood on the ruins with his hips crossed, and looked around. Although the June night was not as hot as the daytime, he was still sweating profusely.

"I'm so bewitched, I actually believed such rumors." The man said, and was about to leave, when suddenly a black shadow appeared in front of him...

Early in the morning, before Lin Xiaodong's alarm clock rang, the phone rang first.

He struggled to reach the phone, and when he picked it up, Yue Jianfeng's voice came from the other end: "Team Lin, something happened to the field in the East Petroleum Market."

"What?!" Hearing these words, Lin Xiaodong sat up from the bed all of a sudden, completely waking up from his sleepiness.

"We just received the report that someone was seriously injured in the demolition site of Dongshi and has been sent to Linzhou People's Hospital. The injury is not yet clear," Yue Jianfeng said.

Lin Xiaodong glanced at his whiteboard, and murmured: "The land of Dongshi was just taken over by someone, and something happened. Isn't this a coincidence? I'll be right here!"

After he finished speaking, he washed up as quickly as possible, had breakfast, and hurried out the door.Compared with before, this is already a big improvement. If he received such a call a year ago, there is a high probability that he would kill him directly without even taking a shower.

The motorcycle was galloping on the bridge of the Chuanyun River. After a while, the others had arrived at the demolition site of the East Petroleum Market, and Yue Jianfeng had arrived almost at the same time.

The two of them knew tacitly that the attack on the Dongshi block was not simple.More than a year ago, Gao Hanyu, the murder case that happened here, they once thought it was a simple murder case, but they didn't expect that the side details are still unable to be uprooted until today.

After this battle, they will no longer underestimate any "accident" event.

The place was fenced off, and today, the big iron gate that was originally locked was opened.

It's just that a long cordon has been pulled up inside, and evidence collection is still going on.

"He is still in the intensive care unit. We have colleagues following him. So far, his life has been saved." Yue Jianfeng said.

"Have you checked your identity?" Lin Xiaodong said as he walked in.

"Not yet, the wallet on his body is missing, it's probably a robbery." Yue Jianfeng said.

"Who reported the case this morning?"

"An uncle who grows vegetables."

"Uncle who grows vegetables?" Lin Xiaodong was puzzled for a while, and then noticed the vegetable beds at his feet. The eggplants and tomatoes had already produced fruit, and there were some varieties he couldn't understand. "Huh? Is this a happy farm?"

Yue Jianfeng smiled, and pointed to the surroundings: "Look at that too. The East Petroleum Market has been demolished for more than a year. Hasn't there been no new projects started? Some people here regard it as a happy farm. Reported today This uncle was the injured person who was found when he sneaked in to grow vegetables. The statement has been recorded, and the reporter can basically rule out the suspicion.” Yue Jianfeng explained, “However, we will get to know the reporter at the same time, and we will plant the land here. Because they often meet, they basically know each other, but this injured person did not know the person who made the report.”

"I think so. People in their 30s don't have the leisure time to grow vegetables. The police report states that the injured were found at 06:30, which means that this person was attacked earlier."

"He can't sustain this injury for a long time. I think he was attacked in the middle of the night." Yue Jianfeng said with his hands on his waist.

Lin Xiaodong looked around, then looked at the big iron gate behind him, and asked the police officer who came before them: "Is this gate always open?"

"No, this is a lock specially opened for us to come in." The other party replied.

After hearing this, Lin Xiaodong walked towards the fence, checked along, and finally found a gap behind a clump of thatch that was as high as a person, just big enough for a person to enter and exit, and the traces of trampling on the ground were messy.

"It seems that the vegetable grower sneaked in from this place." Yue Jianfeng also followed, and said next to Lin Xiaodong.

"Tsk, this is a bit strange. What does a man in his early thirties come here in the middle of the night?" Lin Xiaodong stared at the gap, talking to himself.

"So, Team Lin, I'm also very suspicious of this. If it's an ordinary robbery, it doesn't seem very reasonable to follow it to this place." Yue Jianfeng added.

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In the intensive care unit, the man in his early thirties was lying on a hospital bed with thick gauze on his head.Lin Xiaodong looked at the people inside through the glass window...