Mystery Hunter - Chapter 233

[Chapter 233 Smoking a Cigarette]

The burial date of Wang Chao and Zhao Wenjing was determined by Mr. Shao himself, and it was the best date calculated by Mr. Yin Yang. Although Shao Lao was never superstitious, nor did he believe that people could still feel the world after death. But at this time, he would rather believe these unfounded superstitions, trying to make Wang Chao and Zhao Wenjing go smoothly.

Shao Lao understands that funerals are never for the dead, but for the relatives and friends who are still alive. People don’t know anything at the moment of death, but living people must have some sustenance in their hearts.

On the day of the burial, the cemetery was full of people.

There are policemen and forensic doctors among these people, but most of them are ordinary professionals. They are not Wang Chao’s relatives, nor Wang Chao’s friends. They are people Wang Chao once helped. Shao Lao looked at this Wu Yangyang talent and finally understood that Wang Chao started working as a policeman at the age of 20, and when he was in his 40s, why he had never been confused.

He may have rescued the child from human traffickers, he may have just stopped a thief who was stealing a passenger’s wallet, he may have been the one who once sent a lost child home. These things seem easier and less fun than solving a horrific serial murder case.

But those who have been helped by Wang Chao will always remember him.

The portraits of Wang Chao and Zhao Wenjing are placed in front of the tombstone, and there are countless flowers on the side.

Some leaders hope that Mr. Shao can go up and say a few words about how Wang Chao became a good criminal policeman, not only to remember Wang Chao, but also to inspire the remaining criminal police comrades.

But Mr. Shao shook his head and rejected the proposal. He looked at the people in the cemetery who came to pay their respects, and said lightly, “No need to say, they already knew that Wang Chao was a good criminal policeman.

” Looking boring, he said hello to Mr. Shao and left. It was getting late, and the people who participated in the condolences gradually left, and the cemetery became more spacious and quiet.

Yuan Jun sat in front of Wang Chao’s tombstone, holding a wine bottle in one hand, from time to time he took a gugu, and from time to time he sprinkled the wine on Wang Chao’s tomb. He said, “Brother, I didn’t talk to you during my lifetime Drinking together, that’s my regret. I came to drink with you today. I’m useless, I didn’t even protect your family, I punished myself…”

By Yuan Jun’s side, there were already five or six bottles of liquor , he seems to want to drink all the wine in this life here.

Seeing Yuan Jun like this, Xu Yiman felt a little unbearable and sad. She said to Mr. Shao, who was beside him: “Wang Chao’s death hit him a lot.” Mr.

Shao looked at Xu Yiman and said, “What’s wrong with you? Isn’t it?”

Xu Yiman said lightly: “But I can’t cry anymore. I used to be naive to think that sadness to the extreme can only be expressed with tears, but I recently realized that real sadness is powerlessness after crying. Feeling, you clearly know that nothing can go back, that everything is useless.”

Shao Lao looked at Yuan Jun sitting in front of the tombstone and said, “Yuan Jun is a soldier, no matter how sad he is now, but I know, As long as I call him back to the team, he will definitely come back. What I worry about is you, do you still have the strength to move forward?”

Xu Yiman looked at Yuan Jun who was sitting cross-legged, and said seriously: “When he was in the deserted village, Wang Chao would It has taught me what a real criminal policeman should do. I have no problem and can come back at any time. Because I have to catch the criminal consultant and avenge Wang Chao.”

“Where’s Jiang He?” Xu Yiman asked softly suddenly : “Even Guan Deng is here, isn’t Jiang He coming?”

Shao Lao turned his head and looked at Guan Deng who was standing in the distance.

Due to severe social phobia, Guan Deng did not dare to approach Wang Chao’s tombstone, because many relatives and friends who came to express condolences to Wang Chao came here one after another. He only dared to stay away from the crowd, standing in the distance watching Wang Chao’s tombstone, standing from dawn to sunset.

This is the limit of what he can do, and this is his way of condolences to Wang Chao.

But from the beginning to the end of Wang Chao’s burial ceremony, they didn’t see Jiang He, and Jiang He didn’t appear.

Shao Lao shook his head, looked at the gradually darkening sky, and said, “Jiang He may not come.”

“Bruce.” Yuan Jun had always been able to hear the conversation between the two, and he put the empty wine bottle aside. , said: “I heard that it was Wang Chao who strongly recommended Jiang He to join the task force. Without Wang Chao, he still doesn’t know where he is now. Wang Chao is his horse, but Jiang He doesn’t even come to see him at the end. One look.”

Shao Lao said, “Jiang He once saved all of our lives. If it wasn’t for his quick eyesight, we would have been killed by a bomb.”

Yuan Jun shook his head and said, “That’s because he figured out that he wouldn’t be hurt. ”

Old Shao shook his head and said, “I know you’re talking in anger, and I also understand that you all know that Jiang He suffers more than you. Go back and pack yourself up and wait for my notice.”

Yuan Jun’s lips moved. He wanted to say something, but kept his mouth shut.

That’s right, Yuan Jun knew that he shouldn’t blame Jiang He. He just wondered what was the reason why Jiang He didn’t even watch Wang Chao’s last appearance? What the hell is Jiang He doing?

The sky gradually darkened, and the dark clouds gathered together, and it looked like it was going to rain soon.

Everyone raised their heads and looked at the sky.

Jiang He turned his gaze to the sky, and he felt a hint of coolness, followed by the continuous light rain. He sat on the edge of the roof, did not leave, and showed no expression. Beside Jiang He, there was a lighter and a pack of cigarettes with three or four cigarettes left.

That cigarette was the one Jiang He had discovered at Wang Chao’s house before. Today, he deliberately went to Wang Chao’s house and brought back this pack of cigarettes.

He slowly took out a cigarette and put it on his nose to smell it. The strong smell of tobacco made Jiang He frown. Jiang He has never smoked because Jiang He is very sensitive to smells. Smoking will destroy his sensitivity and cause damage to his brain.

From Jiang He’s point of view, smoking is a kind of action that does nothing but harm. He doesn’t know why so many people smoke.

He held up this cigarette and slowly looked at it for a full ten minutes before his eyes.

The light rain wet his clothes, his hair, his cigarette.

Jiang He finally put the cigarette into his mouth and picked up the lighter on the side. Due to the wind and rain, Jiang He’s lighter didn’t ignite for a long time. He was neither angry nor discouraged, and kept turning on the lighter again and again. Finally, the flames swayed in the wind.

Jiang He hurriedly blocked the wind with his hands and aimed the flame at the cigarette butt. He imitated Wang Chao’s smoking style and took a few puffs. The cigarette butt flashed and lit in the twilight. A strong smell of tobacco was inhaled into Jiang He’s stomach, causing Jiang He to cough uncontrollably.

Jiang He hurriedly took out the cigarette and coughed while covering his mouth. But after a while, Jiang He put the cigarette into his mouth again. He recalled what Wang Chao looked like when he was smoking, and inhaled slowly, feeling the smoke entering around his lungs and exhaling around his lungs. Every time he took a puff, he coughed for a long time, and when he recovered, he put the cigarette in his mouth again, and the cycle continued.

A person appeared behind Jiang He. She sat beside Jiang He and said, “You never smoked, why did you suddenly sit on the rooftop to smoke?”

Jiang He turned to look at Shui Xinlan, who was sitting beside him, and said “I suddenly want to learn.”

Shui Xinlan looked at Jiang He and said playfully, “Uncle, you always deduce what happened to others. Let me deduce the reason for your smoking today, okay?”

Jiang He coughed and spat out . After the smoke cleared, she said, “Okay.”

Shui Xinlan looked at Jiang He, and said slowly, “You have been at home for a week, and since the day you came back, you haven’t said a word to me, you haven’t done those things anymore. The research that left me scratching my head, you never laughed again. You shut yourself up in the house every day, like a walking dead, except to eat and sleep.”

Shui Xinlan wiped the rain off her face: “Now, you are sitting on the rooftop smoking. But I remember you said to me that smoking is a harmful thing, not only harmful to yourself. Your body will even harm people who inhale secondhand smoke. But now, you are actually learning to smoke.”

“Why are you so sad?” Shui Xinlan asked, looking at Jiang He.

Jiang He threw the finished cigarette butt downstairs, he didn’t look at Shui Xinlan: “Is this called sadness?”

Shui Xinlan said, “Of course, forget it, you did something you didn’t like at all, isn’t it ? Is it called sadness?”

“But I have no tears.” Jiang He looked at Shui Xinlan.

“The sign of sadness is not tears.” Shui Xinlan looked at Jiang He and took out another cigarette and tried to light it, she said, “I know you feel that you have no feelings, but that’s just what you think. Your feelings are hidden in In the deepest part of my heart, others don’t understand you, but I understand.”

Jiang He lit the cigarette again and started smoking. By this time, he had slowly gotten used to the smell of tobacco and would not cough like he did at the beginning.

“I just felt that something was scattered in my stomach.” Jiang He said, smoking a cigarette, “I also felt that my heart was missing a piece. At this time, I feel like I want to smoke.”

“What’s wrong?” Shui Xinlan asked with concern.

“Do you remember the fat detective who came to our house?” Jiang He said, “He died and will be buried today.”

Jiang He only said these few words, his tone was flat, not sad.

But Shui Xinlan knew that letting Jiang He pick up the cigarette was enough to show the importance of this person in Jiang He’s heart. From the beginning of Shuixinlan University, she rented a house on the first floor of Jiang He. After three years, she had not understood Jiang He at the beginning, and gradually understood what kind of person Jiang He was.

If you don’t have feelings, you won’t hurt yourself, and you won’t be a drag on others. Jiang He is actually suitable for living alone, and he can’t have too many in-depth exchanges with others. But how lonely it must be, he is like a glass box to isolate himself from the outside world, others can’t get in, he can’t get out.

Shui Xinlan hugged Jiang He from one side, and she said slowly, “Even if no one else can understand you, I can understand you.”

With that, Shui Xinlan took the cigarette from Jiang He’s hand and put it away. It was folded in two and thrown aside.

“You’ve already smoked one, that fat uncle can see it.” Shui Xinlan said.

Jiang He raised his head, and behind the dark clouds was a star that was particularly dazzling.

He remembered the story Shao Lao told him. Shao Lao said that people will become stars after death. The more people miss him, the brighter the stars.

Is that star Wang Chao?

[End of This Chapter]