he sun was absurdly bright that day.
In retrograde, the two figure heights hang over the edge of the 22nd-floor roof. Blur, shake.
Next to the intersection, the tall office building is encased in a dark blue reflective film that denies sunlight and guards secrets.
"Debt repayments, by definition!"A loudspeaker shouted. The crowd laughed — "Jump, you jump, ha ha ha!"
Twenty-two, half a story. Climb up the iron ladder and push the door open.
A woman has sat outside the lower-leg fence, her back facing us, looking downstairs and not uttering a word.
A man started screaming at us.
Every year, we deal with debt collection, suicides, bondholders, pesticides in our pockets. But in the end, very little really happened.
— Yue Yue's parents!
I was appalled, and I recognized both men. They're building materials shopkeepers in our area, and they came to the police station two weeks ago to settle a loan dispute, and it's fine. They have a daughter, 12 years old, who's very sweet — how could that be?
My partner, Jiancheng, is grim-faced and strained. He's a cop with a lot of history. I know the best time to rescue is over. We're going to have to rescue people. If it doesn't work out, the police will suffer.
"I've run out of hope! With so much debt, I bet on the shop, the car, the house, even my wife and doll, I still can't figure it out!"
I'm staring at him.
"It shouldn't have been me that bet. I didn't want to bet!"Mr. Yue's father, Lee Sung-moo, almost bites and hates to say it.
"Li Chengwu, we all know about you, you come first, help your wife out," Mr. Jiancheng said, "and when it comes to gambling, your money is gambling money, it's usury, and I'll take you to the police, so long as you tell me who."
"No! No! No one's betting against me. I owe money myself!"Yue Yue's father seemed to wake up and suddenly interrupted Jiancheng's words, and suddenly changed his tongue. "Nobody made me do it!"
Then his face growled and he began shouting, "Too late, too late, too late!"
Yue Yue's father walked step by step outside the top fence toward his wife.
Then Jiancheng's phone rang and for a few seconds, he shouted at Mr. Lee: "Don't jump! You can't jump like this without any compensation."
As Jiancheng shouted, Yue Yue's father shoved his wife!
Yue Yue Dad turned around and looked at us in disbelief.
Suddenly he pulled his lips, lagged for a moment and flashed a wry smile.
leap forward.
From the top floor, the firemen's air mats had not yet been laid, and the two bodies were not far away, where huge debt-collection banners were gaining prominence.
The onlookers pulled out their cellphones, snapped pictures, made phone calls and backed up.
Two lives, a moment.
That's when I realized that his father had already bought a huge insurance policy for her, and that the beneficiary was himself — a wife-killer scam? But he killed himself!
I'm extremely complex, and most of it is the guilt of not being able to save my acquaintances. Jiancheng was mainly angry at himself for being too slow to climb.
But neither of us believed it was that simple.
A week later, the case was closed by suicide.
Another week, my partner, Jiancheng, and I stood at the door of Mr. Zhang's office.
I get right to the point where Mr. Yue's "last words" about gambling, the conflict between insurance fraud and killing his wife and then suicide, and the near-endorsement of his daughter, and the crowd under the house that abets them, are all weird.
"So you're trying to reverse Lee Sung-moo's murder?"Captain Zhang asked.
"She's stupid, you're stupid, how many cases are you working on, and you're just messing around!"Mr. Zhang scolded Mr. Jiancheng by paddling his case on the table.
The team said, "Don't you think you can get in the way and don't make you avoid it, but you really call this your home?"
"How many cases do you take in January, how many a year? And you're going one by one? What do you think you are?"
"— Be a cop."Jiancheng suddenly opened his mouth. choke on the team.
Relax, Jiancheng says, my nature, you know, things you can't do without knowing.
"You judge by experience and the nonsense that Lee Sung-moo said before he died? Do you think it'll be approved?"Mr. Zhang confronted Jiancheng.
"We don't need the batch, we just need you to do it."Jiancheng said. The queue snapped.
I immediately saluted, "Let's make a warrant!"
The line waved. I said thank you with apologies.
"Fuck off."Captain Zhang cursed.
I've seen Yue Yue's parents twice lately, and they're surrounded by a "bald man."
Three weeks ago, the police station's duty room. That day, Yue Yue's mother lay half on the floor. A mink coat, pink homewear, and a howl of "They're going to kill our family!"Moon Moon behind him. Dad's cowering. Out of the crowd at the back came a "bald man" with three gold rings pointed to wobble.
The bald man nodded to me and said Li Chengwu had borrowed money from them and used the store as collateral. "I said we don't need to call the police, so let's go to the police station together."
I read the IOU, it's clear and fair, it's obviously not written in a short time. I asked Yue Pa, who fumbled, but admitted that it was "written of his own accord."
I pulled Yue Yue's mother aside to explain that the economic dispute was not the province of the police station and that it had to go to the court. Yue Yue Ma looks so strange that she doesn't listen to me. She said, "My husband didn't write it," and whisked her father away. Others were scattered.
Two weeks before the jump, I saw the bald guy for the second time.
A colleague told me earlier that the Yue Yue store had been sold and was still selling cars. "Moon Moon Dad won't be home for a few days."
The bald guy saw me and asked for the mediation room. "I just wanted to be clear about the money, and the two of them said they wouldn't go anywhere if we did it."
I said yes. Mediation room has 24 hours of footage.
I was happy to see big eyes, white skin, and a moonlight of red and blue shoulder bags, and I settled her in my office to do my homework.
The conciliation room's sanded glass walls are vivid. I went in and I first heard the words "take a credit".
"Didn't I become a trafficker?"The bald guy reacts really fast. Her father's face flushed and his hands twisted into twist, and her husband's corners pinched, her face sluggish. I have an answer in mind, real or not, for the fact that the couple may have raised the issue of taking the moon to cover their debts.
"This is the end of the matter! Let's go to court, and then we'll take the child's money, and I'll tell you about the crime of child abduction!" I got angry.
Back in the office, colleagues said Yue Yue had gone to the bathroom. I suddenly started to worry about what she heard.
I think of "bald guy" again. It's a classic "social person," a nice-looking, dripping, eternal deference.
It was only after Yue Yue's parents jumped to their death that I learned that the bald man's loan company was across the street from the scene of the crime, and that the two had gone to his place to negotiate first, but were rejected and climbed to the top of the building.
Now, with Mr. Zhang's acquiescence, Jiancheng and I soon began investigating the bald guy.
The result was a big surprise — the lender was surprisingly clean. The qualifications are perfect, the procedures are in compliance, and no trace of gambling can be found. They actually pay lower interest rates than the banks. Their employees are local college students with no record of criminal activity. He's as clean as any of them.
I don't believe in a blank sheet of paper. And how is it possible that Mr. Li could not find out where he borrowed so much money?
What I didn't notice at the moment the two bodies were carried away was that there was a small moon among the onlookers.
She went crazy. Grandpa held her in a shaky body, and tears fell into the Moon's neck. She clenched the tip of grandfather's clothes and struggled.
Yue Yue doesn't understand. The night before, the parents had a big meal together, and Ms. Teng, hummed by her mother, was still pretty.
Yue Yue sneaked open the bedroom door after dinner. Dad pulled out a piece of paper under the door. Mommy looked at it, covered her mouth and cried.
Yue Yue folded a thousand paper cranes thinking his father was going to go far. Dad also gave one to Yue Yue. "Be with you and be with you as a father."
Dad was made of a thick piece of white paper. Yue Yue gave her father the one made of pink and blue children's paper, and she also gave the paper crane two black eyes, very cute.
The white origami cranes were in the Yue Yue backpack, while the pink-blue ones she folded were lying on the floor with her father.
Think of the day-to-day life of your family, where your father is in the shop and your mother walks around, regardless of who she is.
Far from the children who are surrounded by adults, Yue Yue learns at a young age that the look of a parent's face has several meanings. She studied hard, courted them and wanted them to be satisfied.
But two weeks ago, Yue Yue's wishes were smashed to pieces at the police station. She heard her parents "defended" themselves.
She went home to look up the dictionary, but she didn't have the word. My mother's eyes were red, and she slapped me. Then he rushes into the kitchen, picks up the kitchen knife and asks where Yuyue heard it.
And then the mother takes a rolling pin and puffs the mooncake butt hard. She cursed that the Yue Yue was a "money loser" and that it was dirty things that took over her son's body, and that she was going to kill the Yue Yue and bring him back.
Yue Yue fell to the ground. She wanted to get up and lay down for a while, her hot butt comfortable next to the cold floor.
When her mother changed her face again, she sat on the floor, hugged the moon, stroked the wound and repeatedly said to make the moon stop hating herself.
For a moment, Yue Yue suddenly realizes that she has no parents left, and she seems to have forgiven them for standing up to them. They are still living parents.
At the scene of the jump, the ground was drenched to a large extent and the stains of water diluted the blood. Scattered at the feet of Yue Yue, a few pieces of paper read "Pay back" in bright red.
The red interrupts the memory of the moon moon — the short-haired woman in her father's arms a week ago, the same color on her lips.
Starting more than a month ago, Dad suddenly rarely comes home. My mother called wildly, but only received one in a dozen, and hung up without saying a word. Mom can't cook or run a shop, and when she runs out of money, she goes to her grandparents' house. Yue Yue thinks that her mother looks just like herself when she asks for money to please others.
On that day, Yue Yue actually saw his father from afar on a nearby street. I saw my father hug a woman with short hair and followed her strangely.
The woman was distinctive and dark, with no top or bottom coloring except for the glaring bright red on her lips.
Yue Yue died behind them, looking for a chance to see a woman's face, trying to carve it into his head.
On that night, Yue Yue arrives home with a pencil to tick off, and lashes his lips with a red pen.
(Yue Yue restored the image afterwards)
Mum knows, and she slaps the moon hard, yelling, "No aunts, no whores!" Mum grabs a red pen and writes "death" on the woman. Then she kneaded the paper into a ball and ate it into her mouth, chewing and saying I had eaten the bitch.
Now it's the parents who are really dead. They left Yue Yue with a grim white chipmunk crane and a red-lips woman's face.
Every night after her parents jumped off a building, a moonshine sent two origami cranes the size of — the police returned the one she had folded for her father and a family of three to hide under a pillow. She's heard it from someone, so she can dream about the person in the picture.
Yue Yue just wanted to ask — why don't you guys give me up?
Shortly after the jump, I heard someone was going to the school looking for Yueyue, meaning the father paid off her debts. I'm not sure.
A month later, I smoothly contacted Yue about the transfer. The new high school is a five-minute walk from Grandpa Yue's house.
Yue Yue just wants to be alone. She hates me talking. The teacher also said that the child was so isolated that it was difficult for him to come out of the shadows.
Grandpa listened quietly and became obstinate when I told the teacher.
Pretty soon, Grandpa bought a lot of quirky gadgets and stationery for Yue Yue, and Grandma made cookies, so she brought them to her new classmates. His favorite phrase was to make new friends and take them home. Yue Yue only managed to make a few remarks.
At one point, Yue Yue actually saw his grandfather carefully deliver eggs to his teacher that he could not bear to eat. Yue Yue felt his face burned down, angry and ashamed.
Grandpa always squeezes on the railing outside the school and looks inside. He was so old and skinny that he seemed to be able to slip in from outside the railing on one side.
At one point, when he saw Yue Yue, Grandpa secretly took a few dollars out of it and sent them through the railing.
Yue Yue grabbed the money, ran for a few steps and saw a guy in his class, reached out to show him the money of his grandfather and asked him to pretend to go shopping with him. The boy slowly looked up and smiled disdainfully — literally just a tap from the corners of his mouth, then turned away without saying a word.
Yue Yue peeked at his grandfather as if he had seen nothing, his crumpled face smiling into a flower.
Yuyue is beginning to think that Grandpa is really hard. Slowly, she realized that life with her grandfather was very different.
Grandpa never says anything, much less needs a goodly affection. His eyes are full of love when he looks at the moon, unlike those of his parents, there is no temperature.
Yue Yue can feel herself starting to unleash. She dared to do things she had never dared to do before — go out and play dirty, come back and play dirty with grandpa and cry and laugh and say things she had never dared to say before — unhappiness at school, dislike or anyone who had scolded her.
Yue Yue became interested in spending time with his grandfather.
Yue Yue also discovered that his grandfather had "given up" the habit of drinking tea his whole life. When a neighbor's aunt sent him a loebo tea, he put it in the cup with two fingers carefully and smelled it in his hand for a long time.
From that moment on, Yue Yue became incredibly eager to grow up, to work, to earn money and to be a grandfather caregiver sooner.
Yue Yue also began to share snacks for everyone and lend homework to the little punks.
Yue Yue became a member of the study committee. The teacher gave more praise, and the grandfather smiled more.
That time, I was glad to see Yueyue again. It's just that my co-workers don't stop hitting me, "Sister, don't you think it's weird that a child can recover so quickly after losing both parents?"
In fact, if the insurance manager hadn't come to the door, for a while, Yue Yue really wished she could have spent her whole life in peace with her grandparents.
Yue Yue was reading at home when the uncle, who was in a suit, arrived. He was carrying a black bag, saying he was an insurance business manager. After confirming Yue Yue's parents' names, ask if there's an insurance policy.
It's been a long time, and I suddenly think of the origami cranes.
She reluctantly opened the origami cranes under her pillow, which were indeed insurance policies on the back.
But the manager just glanced at it and threw it on the floor, "Fake! Fake! Fake me!"
Then he sits on the sofa, arrogant, and says the list includes a gooey father and the beneficiaries are gooey and mommy, but it is a fake policy. He had helped sign the policy, which was for the benefit of a Moon-Moon mother.
"But your mother was pushed downstairs by your father, not accidentally, without any compensation."
The moon almost jumped up, and she almost tried to kill the man. She doesn't care about the insurance policy, she doesn't care about saying her parents are dead, she's a child, she can't do anything. But she won't take it. Dad killed Mom.
Dad didn't kill Mom — that's the truth.
Grandpa took the broom and chased the insurance manager away. He looked at the moon, sighed and left.
There are rumors of a new school.
There was a lot of bad talk in the classmate's mouth, like, "Moon Moon's parents didn't kill themselves, and her father pushed her mom to death for insurance money. Her father killed himself because he was afraid of the police."
And some of the kids are calling you dumb, freak. You deserve it.
Moon Moon falls again into a torment. She couldn't stand it. Did she lie to herself?
One day, as soon as she got home, she asked grandpa. Grandpa's hair is gray, his eyes are red, he has a lot of stubble, he hasn't said a word in a day. Moon Moon, turn your head and go.
"You can't live a life of hate behind your back!"Grandpa's yelling from behind.
"I don't want to live like an idiot!"Yue Yue never screams back.
Yue Yue began a frantic search for the "red-lips woman". She didn't tell anyone.
More and more, she spends her time on the road searching for "red" and "black" — that strange red, that black.
Yue Yue starts at school, one by one, to see if there's a crowd after school. Then she detoured two streets near the school, searching for more and more.
The first place I saw my dad holding the woman with the red lips was the focus, as was the neighborhood where my parents jumped off the building.
And the market, she thought, this woman can't go out and buy food on the street! She's thinking about hospitals. People can't stay sick, can they? Yue Yue catered to his parents, and his likable brain worked.
When Yue Yue again met the short-haired "red-lips woman" that day, she herself felt too unreal.
It was a lost day, because the area was so close, the neighborhood was bypassed and never seen.
walking on the road, turning — she's across the street!
It's so familiar. I think about it almost day and night. This red lip. She fell asleep with a little boy in her arms. It's still very red lipstick.
Red Lipped Women's heels are exceptionally slim, but they go fast. Yue Yue almost couldn't keep up. There were so many shops on the side of the road, she didn't even go in and look. Yue Yue thinks she's taking a detour.
The woman walked a long way into an old neighborhood.
It is a "village in the city" between the third and fourth rings, and it looks out of place surrounded by tall buildings. The old complex had no courtyard walls, and was accessible from north to west, from east to west. Most roads were as wide as lanes, with bungalows and two or three stories of old fashioned buildings. The area is mostly rented out-of-towners, cheap but messy.
Yue Yue never followed in.
On that night, Yue Yue was so excited that she didn't sleep much, she dreamed of going in circles with "Red Lip Woman."
For days afterward, Yue Yue came for a walk. I never saw a woman with red lips again.
Until one day, Yue Yue found the boy again, hugged by a young man in his 20s.
Yue Yue pretended to pass by and play with little boys playing on the floor, stuffing him with sugar and chocolate. But the kid was too consensual to cry, didn't ask, and the moon didn't like kids in the first place.
But there are gains. The young man with the baby is special. The tattoo is on his arm.
Yue Yue started calling him "The Man with the Arm" in his heart.
If you can't find a Red Lips Woman, find her partner, Flower Arm Man.
The tattoo reminds Little Yue of the hoodlum. Big gangsters don't know each other, and the youngest ones are the ones who yell at themselves at school. Yue Yue also copied one of the papers. Please, I'm sure he'll help.
I didn't expect it to work out so well, one of the punks said he'd just meet them at the gym warehouse after school this afternoon. To thank her, she brought cookies as a present.
The gymnasium warehouse is in the northwest corner of the school playground, and there's a flowerless flower pond in front of it that looks like a big garage. It's usually locked, with 2,300 square meters, cushions, banners, benches, and little visits except for sports meetings. The lock on the gate is rusted off, pretending to be there.
After school, Yue Yue goes to the warehouse. I went in and found it dark.
Two shouts and no one says yes. Just wanting to wait outside, Yue Yue suddenly feels the collar ripped through the back.
Yue Yue fell to the floor.
All of a sudden, there was a shout.
When people can't see, other senses are particularly sharp. It was clear that someone was tearing her hair, that someone was tearing at her school uniform, that someone was kicking her shoes.There's someone else taking off her pants.
Suddenly, they turned on the flashlight on their cellphones and shook it.
Then someone starts to pinch the legs, someone shoves their hands into the mouth and someone slaps the face.
They were laughing all the time. Echoes were everywhere.
They took a ball and smashed it on the Moon Moon, whipped her on the back with a jumper and banged her on the head with a ping-pong bat. And step on your hands, step on your face.
The dust in the warehouse was salty, and it got into the eyes, and tears didn't come out.
When they left, they stepped on the cookies that Grandpa had bought and the goodies couldn't throw away.
When she got home that night, she told him that he had crushed the cookie by accident, and that he had eaten a piece of it with a painful blow of the ash on the cookie, which he said to himself was a bit salty.
Still, the thugs eventually gave her the message: "Man with the Arm" was Chen Fei.
"Chen Fei."
When I first heard the name, Yue Yue remembered it.
The thugs are right. Yue Yue never met Chen Fei during the day. The first close encounter came one evening, when Mr. Chen took the boy out of the old neighborhood.
Yue Yue sneaks along, for about half an hour, and they head back. Yue Yue pretended to lose a small bag and looked it up and down the road.
Brother, I lost a small card bag, which is transparent and contains my student ID card, you see?
Mr. Chen dawned and said no. It's a goodly thing to say. All right. And all of a sudden, I burst into tears.
Yue Yue turned around and Chen Fei cried a few times in the back. Moon Moon still ran away.
Yue Yue thought that crying would arouse Chen Fei's concern, but as soon as she cried, she thought of her parents. She couldn't help but run away.
pretending to find a friend who lives nearby, Yue Yue and Chen Fei having a word, pretending to lose something again, Yue Yue having a word with Chen Fei, and pretending to be bullied at school, someone crying on the side of the road, Yue and Chen Fei having a word all night.
Chen Feiben is a man who doesn't like to talk. Does it hurt when you get tattoos? He says it hurts, but the tattoo artist can keep talking if it hurts, so the distraction doesn't hurt so much. So he kept talking and finished talking for years to come. So I stopped talking.
Chen Fei is tall, small, dark and healthy. It's cold on the surface, but Yue Yue thinks he's actually a funny guy. She thought she'd want to be friends with the short-haired red red-lips woman.
In front of Mr. Chen, Yue Yue pretends to be a timid little girl whose parents are divorced, brought up by his grandfather and bullied by a gang.
But what I didn't realize was that Chen Fei had been away from his parents since he was a child, and he came out early to make a living. Chen Fei said that we are in love, and the first time I see you is like I saw you when I was a child.
Mr. Chen attributed several encounters with Ms. Yue to kinship. Yue Yue thought that maybe when he found out the truth, he wouldn't think like that.
Yue Yue cried in front of Chen Fei for the first time to convince him that he was really an incompetent child, and the second to help him out and to know what he really was like in his mind.
On that day, Yue was just waiting in his usual spot, with books scattered, ripped to shreds, and a lot of dirt rubbing against his clothes. And then he showed up, helped Yue Yue pack his books, shot his clothes, and had to take revenge.
Later, Yue Yue called out the gangster who had asked her to go to the warehouse that day from an Internet cafe, and the gangster was kicked out by Chen Fei as soon as he left the house.
helped Yue Yue out, asked Chen Fei. Is it still painful? Yue Yue suddenly thinks of Dad, and he asks the same thing after his mother hits him. Yue Yue doesn't know how to answer.
That night, Mr. Chen invited Mr. Yue to his house to sit down, and Mr. Yue stopped treating him as a bad guy and retreated to him as a clue to finding "red-lips women."
They slept together that night.
Mr. Chen has two tattoos, one with an entire arm and a "flower arm", which are complex and unreadable. The other is in the back. Mr. Chen said he thought the image was for him the first time he saw it.
No one at school ever taunts Yuet.
Chen Fei asked Yue why she wasn't afraid of him. He was a bad man. Yue Yue said I love you as much as I love my parents. Yue Yue felt like Chen Fei believed it; she didn't even know whether she loved her parents or not.
After a while, one day, Yue Yue suddenly asked Chen Fei, what were you doing on September 19? I don't remember when Chen Fei said something that early. I just came from my hometown. It was the day my parents died.
It seems that even if it had something to do with "red-lips women," Mr. Chen probably wasn't involved. Yue Yue thought, "Then I won't have to hate him, and I'll know more secrets with him."
Chen Fei never asks about her family, much less mocks her, and often helps. help her pack her bags, read her books, tell her which words are good and which aren't, and read them to him more movingly than he knows. Yue Yue has never felt this way.
Mr. Chen often goes with Yue Yue to see his grandfather. Ms. Yue thought it would be nice to spend time with Mr. Chen and take care of his grandparents.
Yue Yue really feels like she's in love with him.
Yue Yue was afraid to use him. Yue Yue never really talked about Chen Fei, or asked about his work or the "red-lips woman". I'm afraid he's suspicious, and I don't want to lie to him any more.
Soon after she was with Mr. Chen, Ms. Yue told her grandfather that she was going to live in the school, and she moved into Mr. Chen's home — the same old neighborhood.
Mr. Chen's room was simple: a bed, a table, two change clothes on the bed, an ashtray and a lighter piled on top.
The walls were repainted on all four sides, all white.
One day, Yue Yue saw a bug lying on the wall, but didn't even think of it and slapped it to death, leaving a black mark on the wall. Yue Yue kept on wiping it off for half the day, and she was suddenly upset that the clean wall was getting dirty.
After a while, I went to see Yue Yue again. The case is not working, but it is reassuring to see that she is in good shape.
I suddenly felt like a big moon. She kept picking up the phone, and she actually made me happy. But all her studious remarks smelled like old fashioned crap.
I asked Yue-yueh, who did you learn this from? Is there something you want to tell me?
Yue Yue told me embarrassingly that she couldn't teach some homework and wanted to come to the police station for my tutoring.
I agreed with confidence.
Soon after we met with Yue Yue, we received reports from the masses that there were criminal gangs operating casinos and possibly dealing drugs in our jurisdiction.
Jiancheng and I looked at each other. Our precinct is a mess. Shouldn't the casino be hidden in a big hotel or something? But as soon as we heard the word "gamble", we subconsciously turned to the case of the father, Yuyue, and took it very seriously.
Zhang was worried about spotting the snake, and ordered us to search entertainment venues only by visiting.
The black cat and the white cat, the good cat that grabs the mouse, is the favorite line of the team. This old cop, with 30 years of detective experience, is best at not playing by the book and catching a suspect by surprise.
We put out "smoke bombs" and said that the whole area's casinos had been cleaned up.
At the same time, we disguised ourselves as bad guys, went into the entertainment venues, asked for bottles of wine, and started to stalk us.
At the karaoke bar, we were embarrassed to go straight in the box and just wander around the hallway. Some of our colleagues and bosses met and started talking, with our boss stuffing us with business cards and discount cards just as we were leaving.
The mahjong room is the focus of the inspection. I can't believe I saw a young mother with her little girl in the seat, and she was laughing and kicking the little girl.
When inspecting a teahouse, police officers usually hold a bottle of water and hold their arms on the steps outside the door to smoke and chat. Young police officers turned on law enforcement recorders and engaged in serious questioning.
As a result, we found the cellar, the airplane room and even the SM shampoo room in the hair-washing room, but we couldn't find the underground casino Mr. Zhang was talking about.
When asked about the crowd, I didn't even go, but I didn't know what to say.
This time, I was so angry that I brought back only a few moms. I feel powerless again like punching cotton.
During the operation, Yue Yue often came to the police station to do homework and ask people if he didn't understand.
I happened to take a break one day and watch her do her homework, carefully and completely.
Yue Yue went to the bathroom and I was trying to compliment her, but she didn't lift her head. I thought she was studying.
That's when I found traces of the files being moved. Everybody says it's not moving. I don't think I've got the file. It was a long time before I knew it was Moon Moon.
On the day Yue Yue's parents settled for the second time, Yue Yue noticed the key to the cabinet in the red pen holder on my desk.
She remembered I had a brown notebook on the case. The goodies of their parents can be a gamble, the borrowed money is nowhere to be found, and these goodies are all in my notebooks.
She knows what the cops think. But what Yue Yue is really doing, I don't know.
Yue Yue doesn't talk about Chen Fei, but she waits for opportunities all the time.
One night, after Mr. Chen left the house, Yue Yue followed.
The street lights are dim, and the potholed dirt roads are not lit up. It's too quiet around, and it's too light-footed to be too tight. She saw from afar Chen Fei's figure engulfed in a broken building.
Yue Yue followed in.
In front of the entrance to the black hole in the basement, the moonlight shudders, then slowly descends into the ground.
The noise is coming. There's a little light. It's a regular basement iron door.
The door was half-hidden. Gently opened by Yue Yue, it was still a door — an upscale, double-opened mahogany security door with a lock code.
Luckily or unfortunately, the mahogany is half-hidden. Moon Moon didn't hesitate, knocking at the door.