On that afternoon eleven years ago, outside the school's bathroom, Ji Meiyun looked at the two bars on the test strip, trembling with anger, her heart was pounding, and she wanted to do something.

"Sister, sister...don't go..." Ji Meiyu, who was only thirteen years old, held Ji Meiyun's hand firmly, her face was full of tears, and there was fear in her eyes, she was really afraid that Ji Meiyun would do something Impulsive things come.

"I don't want to go, do you expect your parents to give you a head start? Are you bullied for nothing? That's all you need to do?" Ji Meiyun got annoyed and shook off her sister's hand.

Compared to her younger sister, she is a little taller and has a more violent temper, like a firecracker that catches fire at one point.

Sometimes, Ji Meiyun really wondered if this younger sister was born with her own parents.

She is pungent, cunning, and has both sides, whether in class, at school, or at home, she is like a rose with thorns, everyone loves her, but is afraid of her.

Even if they were performing together on the stage, with similar faces, Ji Meiyun was the one with the louder and more eye-catching one.

But her younger sister, like a delicate pear flower, spoke in a much lower voice, always showing a timid expression, afraid of saying the wrong thing, afraid of doing the wrong thing.

My sister loves to cry more than she loves to laugh. It really seems to be made of a ball of water. If it wasn't for the elder sister Ji Meiyun, she wouldn't be able to be alone at all. Even, she looks weak and easy to bully, and many boys who dare not pursue Ji Meiyun will harass her.

Ji Meiyun was trembling with anger when she found out about it that day. When she met Wang Haobin who rushed out the door, her first reaction was to give him a hard kick. The murderer didn't dare to say a word and ran away.

But no matter how hard the kick was, it couldn't compare to the injury her sister suffered, especially after she knew that her sister was pregnant.

"Why did Zhang Dongmei dare not go to Wang Haobin, but came to us to cry instead? Don't you understand? Zhang Dongmei, Wang Haobin, and those other boys. The stronger you are, the weaker they are," Ji Meiyun and Ji Meiyu Theoretically, there are many bad people in this world, but those bad people are all bullying the weak and fearing the hard.

"Sister...don't go..." Ji Meiyu cried, repeating this sentence, looking at her pear blossom with rain, Ji Meiyun's heart softened again, her sister looks too much like her, looking at her sister is like It is to see another self in the world.

My sister was worried about her, afraid of affecting her. Ji Meiyun calmed down. She took out a tissue to help her sister wipe her tears. Now that something like this happened, her sister should be the most hurt and the most painful.

She comforted her and said, "I won't go alone, I will find boys who play well with me, and find them together, at least let these two pay a price..."

Ji Meiyu cried and shook her head: "I don't want more people to know about this... This thing is already like this, let it pass, I think... I want to solve it, then end it, forget about it It." She said and hugged Ji Meiyun.

The younger sister's hands wrapped around Ji Meiyun's waist, the girl's embrace was warm, and they could hear each other's heartbeats: "Sister, I know, you are doing it for my own good, don't go, I will get up, I I will be strong, and I will have my happiness..."

At that time, Ji Meiyu might not have known that such an experience would change her life.

Eleven years later, in the temporary interrogation room in the Lianhua Mingyue Building in Nancheng, Ji Meiyun was in a daze for a moment. This time, there is no sister to hold her, because her sister is already dead.

Song Wen looked at Ji Meiyun in front of her. Her expression had already told them that Lu Siyu's previous reasoning was correct.

Up to now, the key physical evidence is already in the hands of the police, and it is useless for Ji Meiyun to deny it...

Tonight's video and witnesses present can prove that this silk scarf was once wrapped around her neck and was stained with Zhang Dongmei's blood.

Song Wen looked at the suspect in front of him and asked the crucial question again: "What happened to your sister."

Ji Meiyun just seemed to wake up, she stretched out her hand and stroked her hair, bowed her head and smiled bitterly: "My sister, took the medicine three days ago and committed suicide, she died of an illness, but her husband's family who had not been there found the hospital. , Changed the cause of death, just to make it sound better..."

Song Wendao: "Is your sister's death related to Zhang Dongmei's blackmail?"

Ji Meiyun sighed, she lowered her head, her whole figure was like a rose that was about to wither: "Just a few days ago, my sister suddenly committed suicide by taking medicine. At that time, I realized that she has been suffering from depression for a long time. I had been working out of town before, so I hurried back home and read my sister's suicide note."

"And the cause of my sister's death was mentioned in that suicide note. She mustered up the courage to confess her past experience to his fiancé. She didn't want those things to become a grudge between them, but the man was furious. , want to cancel the wedding that has been prepared. The reason why my sister collapsed is because she suddenly found out that the man really doesn't love her, he just regarded her as a very beautiful vase with a lot of face, and now I found this There may be a crack at the bottom of the vase, so he can't wait to hide from her..."

As for the outcome of her sister, Ji Meiyun had already anticipated it. She once thought that this marriage would not last long, and her weak personality was not suitable for living in that circle.

Since the wedding time was set, the other brides-to-be were happy, but the younger sister was losing weight.

Even if they don't break out because of this incident, there are other hidden dangers. Ji Meiyun once persuaded her sister, but her sister is a little paranoid and stubborn.

When Ji Meiyun thinks about it now, maybe her sister's reaction at that time has some manifestations of depression...

She didn't know, if what happened back then didn't happen, if that lie continued, would the younger sister reap her happiness...

at this point.

Ji Meiyun's voice became a little dry: "I once asked my sister why she wanted to marry that person, and she said she really loved him. My sister is a silly girl, she actually... doesn't want to marry into a wealthy family, She's just... just confused by the man's rhetoric. Ordinary girls like us, if they marry, they need a prenuptial agreement and property certificates. What advantage did she take, probably at that time, she was really lost in love."

When the glass castle was shattered, Ji Meiyu finally found out that she was not Cinderella wearing glass shoes. When she woke up, she gave up on herself and chose suicide to end her life.

In the funeral home, when facing her sister's body, Ji Meiyun sat quietly beside her, and finally scolded her: "Silly girl!"

She couldn't figure it out, her sister was so weak, why was she so reckless this time? Suddenly telling my fiancé about it, suddenly becoming more depressed, and deciding to commit suicide, all this is a bit too sudden.

She vaguely felt that something had happened before, those things that her sister didn't say and that she didn't know.

"I know my sister's usual password, and all the chat records on her phone were emptied before she died." Ji Meiyun smiled bitterly when she said this, "Maybe, she doesn't want anyone to see those things, I hope She passed away peacefully, maybe she didn't want me to do anything for her... But I was so angry at the time, I wanted to find out what my sister had been through during this time, and I didn't want her to die in a vague way. "

"I can only see her last correspondent, including Zhang Dongmei, and then I checked my sister's remittance records and found that she had made two remittances to Zhang Dongmei. At this time, I received Tan Shan's invitation, They were added to the group, and they discussed how to deal with Zhang Dongmei in the group."

She pursed Hongyan's lips: "At that time, I probably guessed what happened, my sister was also blackmailed by that woman, she didn't want to be blackmailed any more, so she found her husband and wanted to To confess everything, this is the fuse of the tragedy. But I am not sure yet, I want to take the opportunity of the gathering to ask Zhang Dongmei in person. "

"At that time, I decided to come here and figure it out. During dinner, I asked Zhang Dongmei about the blackmail. She cried and admitted her fault and apologized."

"Originally tonight, when the video was being recorded, I kept reflecting on why I was here... I was wondering if the punishment for Zhang Dongmei was enough. After all, although my sister's death was caused by her, I can't get rid of her, but there are other reasons. I don't think my sister will hope that her own sister will become a murderer in order to avenge her..."

When Ji Meiyun said this, she raised her head, and a tear finally fell from her eyes: "But at night, when I came back to get something and was about to leave, I heard... Zhang Dongmei cursed her students loudly on the rooftop... She Saying that her students are bastards, ungrateful white-eyed wolves... She said that the world is sorry for her... It was only then that I realized that no matter how we treated her before, she had no guilt in her heart for what she had done. , Her apologies are all fake, she doesn't realize what cruel consequences her actions have caused... Whether it's in the past or now..."

She paused and said, "Then my dead sister, why did her life become like that?"

Having said this, Ji Meiyun's eyes became hazy: "I originally wanted to argue with her and tell her the news of my sister's death, but when Zhang Dongmei saw me, she started scratching my hair like crazy. It was because she was drunk that she was pushed downstairs, and what happened later...you probably all know. I..." Her voice trembled, but her eyes became firm, "Admit my crime."

Ji Meiyun said these words, her eyes flashed, and more tears poured out. Now, she can finally cry happily.

"What about Zhao Yuliang? Did he help you kill Zhang Dongmei?" Song Wen asked again.

Ji Meiyun hesitated for a moment, then shook her head crying: "No, I did everything by myself, I didn't see him."

Thirteen years ago in September, Ji Meiyun took her sister's hand and walked into the lush junior high school campus. The younger sister wore a pair of ponytails and looked strange wherever she looked. She quickly found her class and waved at her: "Sister, I'm going over, that woman is our head teacher, she seems very serious... But I will study hard..."

"Oh, if someone dares to bully you in school, you must tell me." Ji Meiyun, who was already in her second year of junior high, felt that she was already an adult.

After more than ten years, things are different and people are scattered.

Mingyuelou on the banks of the Lunjiang River, the night is already deep, and the street lights are on to dispel the darkness.

Now after ten o'clock in the evening, the blockade of the street has been lifted.

That grand carnival has passed, and hundreds of thousands of people are surging and shunting away, and those people have returned to their respective homes with good memories.

Maybe a few years, or even ten years later, they will still remember that they have watched such a grand ceremony.

But not many people may remember that one night, a teacher was killed by her student's sister and fell to her death downstairs under Lotus Bright Moon.

Zhang Ziqi put the handcuffed Ji Meiyun into the police car.

Ji Meiyun lowered her head, she was still wearing that red dress, under the light of night, she looked like a delicate rose. Just before entering the police car, she glanced back and looked at the pool of blood at the entrance of Mingyue Building, then she pursed her red lips and entered the police car resolutely.

The forensic corpse truck has also arrived, and will send Zhang Dongmei's body to the funeral home for a final autopsy review.

Song Wen stood on the steps at the entrance of Mingyue Building and watched silently. For some reason, he did not have much resentment towards the suspect, nor did he have much sympathy for the deceased, but only with emotion. Maybe it's because Zhang Dongmei has done too many wrong things.

At this time, the street was a little desolate, with paper scraps and garbage scattered on the ground, and sanitation workers were silently cleaning it.

Cheng Mo took the students out, not forgetting to remind: "Well, come to the city bureau tomorrow, write a testimonial, sign it, and then you'll be fine."

He turned around and looked at Tan Shan: "Mr. Tan, don't take your past matters too seriously, we are all there to solve the case..."

Tan Shan didn't say anything, didn't defend herself, and didn't say anything of gratitude. She tightened her neckline, looking lonely, turned and left, as if the person who fell downstairs was her, and she was already dead. Once again, only a walking dead remains.

Cheng Mo watched her take a few steps, and suddenly chased after her: "Mr. Tan, I know, you are a good teacher... Well, I have a car, so I parked nearby, I'll take you back, alas, I'll explain it to you, later..."

Zhao Yuliang's eyes kept looking at the police car that transported the prisoners, watching Ji Meiyun get in the car and leave, and then walked in that direction.

Meng Tiantian pulled up her mask and called her manager: "Hey, I'm fine, um, I've come out... Where are you? What? Drink and celebrate? That's not necessary... ...I'm so tired now, I want to go home and sleep... There's an announcement tomorrow morning."

Under the neon lights, on the bustling street corner of Nancheng, several people came here from different directions, and at this time they walked in different directions.

I don't know when the next class reunion will be, but at this time, the shadow that has been shrouding them has dissipated.

Song Wen put his hands in his pockets and looked at Lu Siyu beside him. Following Lu Siyu's gaze, he saw Qian Jiang standing a few steps away.

The young man was standing on the side of the road at this time, even more tall and tall, and there was still a bit of a cynical smile on his lips, as if the case tonight had nothing to do with him.

Song Wen asked curiously, "Why don't you leave?"

Qian Jiang said: "I'm waiting for the car to pick me up." Now that the road closure has passed, the car can already drive over.

Song Wen asked again, "Although that incident may have nothing to do with the case, I'm still curious. What you didn't say before about being blackmailed by Zhang Dongmei?"

Several other students have said that they were caught by Zhang Dongmei as their weakness, and what was he doing before?

Qian Jiang touched his nose cautiously, and his eyes flickered: "Now this...isn't it an interrogation?"

Song Wen speculated: "I retrieved some information from your class and found that a classmate named Wang Haobin had his legs broken by several masked outsiders in the third year of junior high school. The police did not find the murderer at that time. This The case is over, your classmate was disabled for life and could only sit in a wheelchair, so he dropped out of school. But I found out that your family seemed to have paid some money to Wang Haobin's family at that time."

Such behavior is tantamount to being private. Perhaps Wang Haobin has some evidence, and perhaps Zhang Dongmei knows something.

Qian Jiang hesitated for a moment, then looked at him and said, "I was still underage at that time..."

This sentence is tantamount to default.

"I just want to correct my reasoning, and I'm not going to turn the tables." Song Wendao.

"I liked a classmate in my class at that time, he was bullied all the time, and this scum was threatening people everywhere. He was extremely arrogant. A student of that age, who watched a lot of superheroes, would hope that there really exist in this world. Batman, and Iron Man, can come out to help us solve problems..." Qian Jiang closed the smile on his lips and looked at the city in the dark, "Later I found that it's great to have money, and you can do something with money, I don't think the law should be trampled on, but I've heard the saying 'Beasts should not be protected by human rights and laws'."

Song Wen looked at him. It was difficult for him to evaluate the young man in front of him. From a certain perspective, what he did was right, but from a certain definition, it was wrong. It belongs to him, and it is difficult to find any clues, and he does not want to turn over those pasts.

Qian Jiang sighed and said: "Really, when you think about primary school and high school, adults seem to have an inherent impression that it should be a carefree student era, pure first love, and children tirelessly play on the playground every day. I ran up and down. But now I think about it all about never getting enough sleep, hateful and powerless teachers, endless exams like Shura Field. And those lingering campus discrimination, campus violence... Compared to when I was a teenager, I seem to like the adult society more, although there is no winter and summer vacation... I don't know if it's just like that in our junior high school and high school, or if it's all like that."

Song Wendao: "A few may be happy, but most of them should be the same."

People's memory will be beautified, and many adults may feel that the school days are beautiful.

Of course, during that time, there were definitely some memorable moving points, such as good teachers, good classmates, passion during the sports meeting, and moving when leaving school.

But the main theme is still the heavy homework, the never-ending exams, and the layers of papers, which are overwhelming.

If meet one or two not-so-good teachers like Zhang Dongmei and classmates like Wang Haobin, it will definitely not be a good memory.

Qian Jiang asked again in a low voice, "By the way, the one you captured just now isn't our classmate, right? That...maybe our classmate's sister?"

Turns out he saw it too.

Song Wen asked him, "Does Zhao Yuliang like Ji Meiyu or Ji Meiyun?"

Qian Jiang thought for a moment and said, "When he was playing Truth or Dare, he said to Ji Meiyun, I liked you when I was in junior high school, and you often wore a red hairpin at that time. I still thought at that time, Ji Meiyu didn't Had a red hairpin. I figured it out when I was locked in the house. Even though they were similar, there were some differences between the sisters."

Song Wen hesitated for a moment, but still told him: "Ji Meiyu has passed away, she committed suicide before her wedding..."

Qian Jiang was silent for a moment to digest the news, his eyes were slightly red, and he said, "Ji Meiyun did such a thing tonight. In my heart, she is a hero."

When Qian Jiang said this, he seemed to feel that it was not good to say these things in front of the police, and explained again: "No way, I'm just such a person with no three views and corrupt morals, look back and see if I can help her. Get a good lawyer or something."

Song Wen didn't mind his words too much. He asked him, "Who was the person you liked back then?"

"Don't all of you police officers solve the case like a god? You can guess." Qian Jiang said and waved his hand, "My car is here, the police officer will see you later."

Song Wendao: "Your mobile phone password can match the birthday of one of the people tonight. I think it should be that person."

Qian Jiang waved his hand again, but without looking back, his voice blew over with the night wind.

"It's in the past."

The question in his heart was answered, Song Wen turned to Lu Siyu and said, "Let's go, let's go home."

Lu Siyu seemed a little sleepy, and nodded lightly.

It's autumn now. At night, too many people can't smell it. Later, the smell of fireworks is in the air. Now can finally smell it, and the sweet-scented osmanthus is blooming.

Two people walked silently on the street at night.

Every time in the process of exploring the case, looking for the truth bit by bit, it is like opening a box that is wrapped layer by layer. Before opening the box, people do not know what is inside, it may be love, it may be hate , it may be malicious, it may be regrettable.

Everyone was once a pure and kind child, like a blank sheet of paper. Even I can't tell the difference, because one day, which thing, I became bigger bit by bit, I understood more, put away my innocence, and waved goodbye to my past self.

There are some people, we will firmly remember, that is the feeling of love, the heart moves.

There are also some people who will remember it clearly. They should be hated. Those people form the hurdles on the road of growth. After turning over, you will grow a hard armor, but looking back, Still disgusted.

The world is so big, with pain, disease, death, sorrow, and confusion. This is the reality of the world.

Fortunately, there is so much evil in this world that there is so much warmth to counteract it.