A Lucky Coin

Just ran to the intersection of Yan Hang's home, I saw my aunt's car coming on the first day of junior high school.

"Dog, get in the car." My aunt put out her head and called him.

On the first day of junior high school, I opened the door and sat on the copilot. Before I could catch my breath, I asked, "what's wrong with my father?"

"Well, your dad hasn't been found yet," she said, reaching for a tissue. "But The police saw their company's car in the surveillance. Yesterday's car was driven by your father. "

"Why, what kind of supervision and control?" The first day of junior high school is holding a paper towel. I don't understand what my aunt is saying.

"The monitor at the entrance of the alley over there," said the little aunt, "I heard that the man ran out from the alley to the river. The monitor on the street over there caught your father's car passing by. The man got out of the car first and then with your father..."

"Well Individual The first day of junior high school was completely flustered.

"The man who died was a colleague of your father's company, and also a driver," said the little aunt. "Your mother hasn't met that person, and I don't know the details. The police are still investigating, and the details won't be disclosed. Don't panic. The matter hasn't been understood yet. Your father..."

The first day of junior high school, looking at the front, the whole person was lost. He couldn't hear what my aunt was saying.

Dad didn't go home one day and one night, and he couldn't get in touch with his mobile phone. Although this situation never happened before, he didn't worry too much. Dad was timid, didn't dare to fight, didn't have the courage to cheat and didn't have the money. He even avoided people who had drunk too much at night, for fear of causing trouble.

His most terrible imagination of his father's disappearance is a car accident.

I didn't expect that people like dad could be involved in the fight and murder.

"Ignore those people." My aunt stopped the car downstairs and said a word when she got off the bus.

On the first day of junior high school, when I got off the bus, I saw a lot of neighbors gathered at his downstairs. When I saw him coming, I was fascinated by the expression on my face.

Some inquiry, some curiosity, some Excited, looking forward to someone's family something good, there is talk about the kind of schadenfreude.

"Poor child on the first day of junior high school," sighed an old lady very loudly, "his father..."

"Father and mother live together for three generations. What's the pity?" The little aunt didn't look there, but her voice was very loud. "How nice it is to be so compassionate and even for yourself."

The first day of junior high school, I bowed my head and walked into the corridor.

When there is still one floor left home, you can hear grandma's voice.

"Comrade police! You can't do wrong to people. You should go to find people when they are gone. How can you pull people to murder cases? "

"Old lady, we just came to find out the situation. We haven't come to any conclusion now." A man's voice sounds patient. It should be a policeman.

"Say what you know, and say no if you don't know." She reminded him in a low voice when she came in.

"Well." The first day of junior high school should be called.

He had never experienced such a thing before. When he came in, he felt so nervous that he walked smoothly.

There are three policemen in the room, two men and one woman, and a middle-aged man. He looks a little familiar at the first day of junior high school. He should be the leader of his father's company.

The police should go to the company first, and then come back to their home He stood in the living room, his head bowed slightly.

The policewoman took him to the sofa and said kindly, "Hello, young man, my name is Wang. I want to know about the situation with you and see if there is anything we have missed. Don't be nervous, just a few questions."

"Well." I nodded at first.

"Did your father say anything to you before he went to the company yesterday?" Asked officer Wang.

"No," junior thought, "when I went to school, he had already left."

"Don't be nervous." Wang said.

"It's just a stammer, whether you're nervous or not!" Grandma said.

"Did your father behave differently from before? As long as you think it's different from usual, you can say it. " Officer Wang continued.

"Mind your mouth, don't talk nonsense!" Grandma pointed to the first day of junior high school.

Officer Wang laughed: "grandma, can you avoid it first?"

"I dodge? What am I going to avoid? " Grandma was very upset.

"That's enough! When is it? You are still like this Mom forced grandma into the bedroom and closed the door.

The first day of junior high school was relieved and said softly, "I didn't notice anything. What's the difference? My father came back late. We didn't talk too much."

"Well, have you ever heard your father mention his colleagues?" Officer Wang continued.

"Just "Uncle Ding." Junior one said.

"What's his relationship with Uncle Ding?" Asked officer Wang.

The first day of junior high school has already had a vague feeling. When my aunt said it was my father's colleague who died, he didn't have too many ideas. Now officer Wang asked

Suddenly he was afraid to answer.

"It doesn't matter. Say what you have," said officer Wang. "We know the situation now, and we won't judge by just a few words.""Uncle Ding has been fighting my father for a long time," Chuichi said with a frown No, not friends. "

While recording, officer Wang asked a few more questions.

In fact, the questions are very simple. The main thing is to ask Dad if he is abnormal, if he has any conflicts with others, and if he has any contact with anyone recently.

But the first day of junior high school is not easy to answer, except because Dad's situation is not clear He didn't feel that he knew so little about his family before. No matter his father or his mother or grandparents, if he asked such a question, he might not be able to answer it very clearly.

The first day of junior high school felt that her mind was buzzing all the time. Her voice was far and near for a while, and it was hard to hear. The whole person seemed to be tied to a rotating windmill.

"Look at this picture again," officer Wang took out a picture. "Can you recognize this man?"

Junior one took the photo and looked down.

This is a screenshot of surveillance. There is a back image that is not very clear. It was taken from the back side. Only half of the side face can be seen.

But he can recognize the car in the lower left corner of the screenshot, the two company cars dad often drives, one is a black SUV, the other is a white one.

"I don't know. Come on." The first day of junior high school, give the photo back to officer Wang.

"OK, thank you for your cooperation." Officer Wang patted him on the shoulder and stood up.

Mom came out of the room: "Comrade police, will he Will it... "

"Don't worry, we'll find out," another officer said. "If he contacts his family, be sure to tell us. Your family should also persuade him to come back to cooperate with our investigation."

"Yes, yes." Mom nodded.

After the police and the leader of dad's company left, the house was quiet.

Everyone was a little bit stunned, even Grandma had no voice.

"I don't understand," my mother said after a long time, "how can he get involved with Lao Ding Old Ding is dead. What's he running for? "

Sure enough, it's Lao Ding.

Chuyi twists her fingers and stares at the floor in silence.

"He killed it." My grandfather said.

"Are you my father?" Mom yelled.

"I think you are tired of living!" Grandma jumped up and slapped him on the arm. "If you don't know how to speak, just shut your fart eyes. If you can't hold your fart, you can't go out and kill yourself!"

"Uncle," the little aunt frowned, "you usually talk nonsense and forget everything. You can't just say that this is a case of human life!"

"Er Ping, do you have anything to do with it? Can you help me find out?" My mother asked my aunt.

My aunt sighed: "I'll try. It doesn't work. General cases may work. This..."

"If you don't want to help, just say so." Mother interrupted her.

"I don't want to help. Will I come as soon as I know about it?" My aunt said, "I'm not a Tathagata. What else can I do?"

"Didn't you come to see the excitement?" Mother gave a sneer.

"Yes! I'm just here to see the excitement, "my aunt said." the excitement in your house is really beautiful. It's worth driving from the west to the East, isn't it? "

As soon as I got up, I sat down at my desk and fell down with my head in my arms.

My aunt came all the way, but my mother said such words, which made him feel very embarrassed.

He closed his eyes and shook the picture in his head.

I don't know if it's because he's been thinking about it or because of his psychological function. When officer Wang asked him to look at it, he didn't feel much, but now he always feels a little familiar with it.

Not much for a while, grandma and uncle also came, the small living room of the family became full.

After they had quarreled with each other, they began to talk about Dad.

"People are certainly not injured, he ran out of the time well, the dead one is certainly not his stab, how can he have the courage," Auntie said, "you don't guess! It's better to think about where he can go when he has free time, and it's the most important thing to get people back to cooperate with the investigation! "

"But the car was driven by him, and Lao Ding got off from his car. The police said that he and Lao Ding got into the alley behind them, and then ran out again," my mother said with a crying voice. "Now there's no shadow left. How can we make it clear..."

Chuyi holds his head and listens to the people in the room guessing back and forth in the limited information disclosed by the police.

He couldn't figure it out.

Dad drove his car to the alley with Lao Ding, and then followed him into the alley. Then Lao Ding ran out from the other end of the alley and died by the river. Dad drove back and ran away. The car was found in the suburbs, but no one was found.

In this case, three people, one died and two couldn't be found.

Who is that invisible figure?Why do you always feel a little familiar?

"I'll make a few phone calls in the car," my aunt said, "to see if I can get something."

"Go ahead and bring me some more food," my aunt said. "I didn't eat in the morning."

"Well." My aunt answered and went to open the door.

There was a sound of footsteps and coughing outside the door. Several neighbors seemed to have pneumonia suddenly and went upstairs and downstairs with a bad cough.

"You have a very warm atmosphere." Aunt went out and closed the door.

"You're still in the mood to eat!" Grandma seemed to have no place to vent her anger and yelled at her.

"Just eat," she said, "and I'll have a drink."

The first day of junior high school is a little impatient. He takes out his mobile phone and wants to send a message to Yan hang.

If Yan hang didn't need him to accompany him, he would go out for a walk. It was better to stay at home than anywhere.

The mobile phone was changing slowly. At the moment when he opened wechat and saw Yan Hang's head portrait, his hand suddenly stopped.

That figure.

That figure!

…… That's uncle Yan!

He suddenly felt out of breath and had to grab the edge of the table and inhale hard.

The brain seems to be going out of consciousness.

He gasped for breath. It was easy for him to recover from the chaos. Then he sat up straight. How could he? How is that possible?

How could it be uncle Yan!

"What are you doing?" Grandma glared at him, "hysteria!"

"You know it! "I'm scared to be such a big kid," she said, opening her fan and Fanning at junior one. "What's the matter with your family?"

"On the first day of junior high school," his mother waved to him wearily, "go back to school. If you don't want to go back to school, just go out and have a look. Don't hold it at home."

Junior one stood up and went out with a mobile phone.

His legs were shaking all the time when he went downstairs, and he almost knelt down several times.

Although he didn't see his face, the familiar feeling, once he thought of it, became very strong. He could feel the fear and uneasiness in his heart. Like waves, he kept flapping layer by layer, spreading little by little all over his body.

He never thought that person would be uncle Yan.

What's more, I didn't expect that uncle Yan would be present with the disappearance of my father and the death of Lao Ding.

And if that figure is really uncle Yan, then another person's blood in the alley

The first day of junior high school has no courage to think about it any more. I just feel like shivering in the summer vacation.

"Dog?" Aunt carrying two bags with lunch boxes came to him and called him, "where are you going?"

"Get out Let's go. " Junior one said.

"Shall I drive around?" Asked the little aunt.

"No, No." Junior one shakes his head.

"Hungry or not?" My aunt asked again, "I bought some steamed buns. There are a lot of other things. Would you like some?"

Junior one shakes his head.

My aunt sighed, touched his head, and put 200 yuan into his pocket: "then go around. If you are hungry, you can buy something to eat."

"Well." The first day of junior high school should be called.

Turn around.

Where are you going?

As soon as he came out of the corridor, he felt all kinds of eyes.

The corridor entrance of several buildings faces an open space. Generally, it is full of cars. Occasionally, you can see people passing by and coming home. Today, however, there are several neighbors standing in twos and threes.

As soon as he came out, he wanted to turn around and go back to the building. He couldn't stay at home, so he bit his teeth and went on.

When I passed the store where I always helped grandma buy cigarettes, there were several people standing in it. As soon as I saw him, someone immediately called out: "first day of junior high school! What's the matter with the police going to your house? "

He didn't make a sound, bowed his head and walked quickly in the past, left these buildings, he didn't dare to go to the usual way.

He was afraid of people who knew him. Every one of them was born in the rivers and lakes. No news could be passed on too late. Dad was missing, and the police came to his house. This kind of hot news could be spread all over in less than an hour.

He is also afraid of Pass by Yan Hang's house.

He even began to fear that Yan hang would contact him.

He doesn't know what happened, whether Yan Hang knows now, whether Yan hang will be angry, and whether he will pay attention to him.

He doesn't have any relevant experience. He doesn't even know how to deal with a quarrel between his friends.

He has no friends.

And now does he want to tell Yan hang about it? He didn't know.

Before Yan Hang's state, he didn't dare to ask why. Now he knows the reason, but he doesn't know what to do.

The only friend he really gets along with, the only friend he wants to see all the time, the only friend who is gentle and respectful to him, has now become such a situation.Dad's house has been turned over for the third time, once a day. Yesterday was the third day. Yan Hang still didn't find any useful information from dad's poor things.

Today, he has no power to look for any more, just sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze.

The mobile phone is at hand. He doesn't know how many times he wants to pick up the mobile phone, send a message to his father, or make a phone call.

But it's been suppressed countless times.

He doesn't know his father's current situation at all, and he's not sure what the consequences will be for him and himself if he contacts his father.

He can only bear it.

Dad didn't disappear for a long time this time, just four days. Compared with the previous week, it was nothing for him in terms of time.

But this time it's not just waiting for the pressure.

He was well aware that something had happened.

There are even more judgments.

The first day of junior high school has not contacted him for several days, and has not sent a message, let alone called.

The small expressions in the circle of friends have not increased since the day of the accident.

But the first day of junior high school will appear behind the opposite tree in the evening, and it takes two or three hours to start a station. If he doesn't turn off the light all night, the first day of junior high school may stand all night, but he hasn't tried. Every time it's nearly 12 o'clock, he will turn off the light, so the first day of junior high school will leave in an hour.

This matter has something to do with my father.

This judgment does not need any further deliberation.

This double suffering made Yan hang sure that he was in a very healthy mental state, and he didn't commit suicide as his father worried.

He got up and slowly sorted out the mess in the room.

Back in the living room, he turned on the TV.

There is no more news in the news these days, but he will still turn on the TV during the news time.

When the familiar news music sounded, he lit a cigarette.

There was still no news. The morning news said it was under investigation, but the noon news didn't even mention it.

Yan hang pinched his cigarette, got up and went to the window to pour himself a glass of water.

Just as he wanted to turn back to the sofa and be stunned, he saw a police car coming from the opposite street through the crack of the curtain, and then turned around and stopped in front of his house.

He put the cup on the next table before it fell to the ground.

Watching the police and a big sister who has the temperament of the neighborhood committee get off the car, and then walk step by step, he tries to adjust his breathing, so that he can smoothly open the door when the police knock on the door.

There was a knock at the door.

Yan hang propped up the wall and opened the door.

Three policemen stood outside the door, showing their certificates and introducing themselves. Yan hang neither saw nor heard clearly.

"Who is Yan Zhiyuan?" He only heard this sentence clearly.

"It's my dad." Yan hang replied.

"Well, we have some problems that you need to cooperate with the investigation." The police looked at him.

"All right." Yan hang nodded.

After entering the room, the police first looked at the two rooms, then sat down on the sofa, and Yan hang poured water in front of them.

"Sit down," said the policeman. "There's no pressure."

Yan hang hooked a chair with his feet. When he sat down, he felt that his back hurt badly.

"Please take a look at this picture first," a policeman handed over a picture. "Can you recognize this person?"

Yan hang took a look at the photo.

It's a screenshot of the surveillance. Only one back can be seen.

But even if it was only half of his back, he could recognize it at a glance.

"Yes," he returned the photo to the police, "it's my dad."

"Do you know this man?" The police handed in another picture.

This is a work photo.

Father of junior one.

Yan hang was shocked.

"I don't know." He said.

It's true that I don't know each other. It's normal that I don't remember my father's appearance even if I have met him.

"When did your father come out?" The police put the photos away.

"Wednesday morning, towards noon." Yan hang did not hide, the police can find him, of course, has mastered the situation of his father.

"Have you ever come back? Or contacted you? " Asked the policeman.

"No Yan hang replied.

"Did he say anything before he went out? For example, who do you meet? " The police continued.

"No," said Yan hang, "I said I had something to go out."

"Is there anyone else he knows here?"

"No

"Did anyone come to him during this time?"

"No"Did you take any phone calls?"

“…… Yes, "Yan hang lit a cigarette," after answering the phone, he went out of the door. "

"Do you know who called?"

"I don't know."

The policeman looked at him and said, "you didn't go to school, did you?"

"No," said Yan hang, "I dropped out of school for depression. I have a diagnosis."

"Well," sighed the policeman, "do you have any other relatives?"

"No more." Yan hang replied that he didn't know how much information the police had mastered in the past few days, and he didn't know how much of his father's past he didn't know.

"Did he say why he came here?" Asked the policeman.

"No Yan hang flicked the ash.

"Have you contacted your father these days?"

"No Yan hang felt that he should record a voice. He could basically answer police questions with "no" and "don't know".

"He hasn't come back for so many days," the policeman looked at him. "Haven't you ever thought of contacting him?"

"No," said Yan hang, "we've been like this all the time. He doesn't tell me anything. I don't ask anything."

"OK," the policeman nodded and handed over a business card. "Thank you for your cooperation. If you have any details you missed, you can call me at any time. We may find you to understand the situation. I hope you can continue to cooperate."

"Yes." Yan hang said.

The police left.

When Yan hang closed the door, he felt as if all his strength had been taken away from his body.

The air, the light, and the color are all around.

He squatted down slowly and hugged his head.