Chapter 209

When you think you are a unique victim, you will be very square.

I think God is aiming at me, and I am abandoned and isolated by the whole world and the whole society.

but when as like as two peas in the street are found, you will feel much better and feel good at least.

This is human nature. Most people who grow up in the countryside should hear grandma or grandma say not to play near the pond or the river when they are young. They say they warn you that there are children here who fall into the water and become ghosts before, and they want to pull you down to be a ghost.

It's just words that intimidate children to play away from dangerous areas, but it's the most local words that often reflect a lot of simple and profound things.

Zhou Ze lit a cigarette,

no panic,

no panic,

before that, he was worried about whether the chain would have any follow-up harm,

but when he saw that the police officer who had great integrity around him also had it, he was really not afraid of it, nor worried about it.

"What do you do?" Zhang Yanfeng asked with a puff of smoke.

"It's inconvenient to say to you. Let's explain it like this. Your work and I are striving for socialist modernization and social harmony."

Zhang Yanfeng frowned.

"If you come across a case that is difficult to deal with later, you can come to the bookstore and ask me to help you see it. You can only talk about so many things and know so much, which may not be a good thing for you."

Zhou Ze reached out and patted Zhang Yanfeng on the shoulder,

"it's good to continue to be a good policeman for you."

After Zhou Ze took back his hand,

Zhang Yanfeng reached out and patted himself on the shoulder.

Two people look at each other and smile.

"I don't believe that there are ghosts and gods in this world. I never believe that."

"Keep this faith." Zhou said with a sigh of relief, "you think it's a dream for me to come to you tonight. Now we can get to the point. Tell me about your chain, and when did you start to do that dream?"?

By the way, you seem to have said that it has been more than 20 years? "

Zhang Yanfeng nodded, "yes, for more than 20 years, my father is also a criminal policeman. Our family is a family of policemen. My son is also studying in police school now."

"Amazing."

Zhou Ze doesn't think it's nepotism. Who would be bored to call the whole family together as police or criminal police?

"I remember that year, the year my father died."

Zhang Yanfeng said it calmly.

Zhou Ze also listened calmly.

"At that time, I just joined the work for two years. My father's sacrifice hit me a lot. To be honest, I was a little depressed and scared.

I'm really afraid. I'll sacrifice myself even if I'm afraid of one day. "

"The police are also human." Zhou Ze said.

"But it's different. It's really different. I'm ashamed of my fear."

Zhang Yanfeng shook his ashes and continued:

"I had the dream for the first time. In that year, I stayed up late to deal with a case file, and then fell asleep in the office. That night, I had a long and long dream. Even now, the dream is so clear that I can even remember every picture at that time.

I stand in a cold corridor,

I hear the sound of the chain dragging on the ground,

that place, it's cold, it's really cold. The most profound chill I've experienced in my life is that time, it's still in my dream, ha ha. "

Boss Zhou took out his ears. Every day, he held the female zombie, the white warbler, to sleep. For the word "cold", he had been immune for a long time.

Normal people can't stand the Yin Qi emanating from the white warbler, but Zhou Ze enjoys it.

"I saw a man in white coming from a distance, he walked slowly step by step;

on his feet, there was a pair of foot cuffs, which locked his ankle. Every step he took, the chain on the ground would make a" crash "sound because it was dragged.

That voice, in the next 20 years, has been constantly reverberating in my dream.

He came from a distance,

passed me,

I couldn't see his face,

his hair was in a mess,

but when he came to me, I didn't feel cold or even warm.

Then, he left, as if he didn't see me at all, and went on until he reached the end of the aisle;

then,

he disappeared.

After that, the dream woke up.

No waves, no turning point, in fact, it is a very common dream, but it is precisely because that dream is too real, as if it happened, so I always remember it, remember it for more than 20 years.After that, when I dream again, no matter what I am doing in the dream, no matter what kind of dream, there will be this foot chain on my feet.

That one, which should have been the foot chain of the man in white, appeared on me. "

Zhang Yanfeng took a deep breath and vomited it out again and again.

"I once asked a psychologist about the convenience of work, but his answer didn't satisfy me very much. Do you know what he said?

He said, "it's my heart failure, I'm afraid, I'm afraid when I'll be exposed, when I'll have an accident, ha ha..."

Speaking of this, Zhang Yanfeng smiled, threw his cigarette end on the ground, stepped on it forcefully,

"in my life, I can stand the national flag and the police badge. You know, on the day of my father's funeral, he was wearing a police uniform, wearing a national flag as well."

"I believe it."

Zhou Ze looked at officer Zhang. To be honest, he reminded himself of the director who had bought books in his bookstore before.

It's like on Weibo, where the city management bullies the old woman, there will be many people forwarding comments, while those firefighters or police died on duty, few people forwarding.

In fact, the world is still dominated by good people, otherwise the society would have been in chaos.

They were silent for about a quarter of an hour, and Zhou Ze took the initiative to break the peace.

"I need to find a way out of this."

Zhou Ze points to his feet and stands up.

The opposite of the park is the police station. Zhou Ze suddenly asked:

"were you in the police station when you had that dream more than 20 years ago?"

"Yes, but the police station was not that big. Ten years ago, it was renovated and rebuilt."

"The address hasn't changed, has it?"

"No change."

Zhou Ze nodded. "Can you draw?"

"No." "Officer Zhang replied bluntly," do you want me to draw the picture of that dream

"Yes, I hope it's more intuitive."

"There are experts in this field in the Bureau. I can call him to come here."

"Won't it affect people's rest?"

It's not early now.

"Young people, they have to work harder." Zhang Yanfeng replied like this.

In a trance,

Zhou Ze seems to see the appearance of practicing those practicing dogs in his last life.

Zhou Ze didn't go back to the police station. He always felt strange to stay in the police station and talk about such specious things. Moreover, there was always a kind of pressure to suppress him in that place.

They came to a cafe near the police station, and the little policeman came with his notebook. He had acne on his face and looked very green. He went to Zhang Yanfeng first and said, "good team Zhang."

Zhang Yanfeng nodded.

Then the policeman looked at Zhou Ze again and asked, "what's your name?"

"Suspect."

Zhou Ze introduces himself.

“…………” Little cop.

Zhang Yanfeng glanced at Zhou Ze, then reached out to the policeman to sit down beside him.

Next, the policeman opened the notebook and began to draw according to Zhang Yanfeng's description.

This also opened Zhou Ze's eyes a bit, or, in many people's eyes, the police are all criminal investigation experts, but in fact, the police team, especially in these years, began to have more and more other professionals.

It's like the financial fraudsters who were once famous in those days were arrested and then absorbed into the organization by the FBI.

When the police were busy,

Zhou Ze was playing with his mobile phone.

After about two hours,

Zhang Yanfeng nodded, gestured that it was almost over, then turned the notebook towards Zhou Ze, pointed to the screen and said:

"it's almost this picture."

Zhou Ze stared at the screen for a while,

a man in white, wearing handcuffs,

walked forward numbly,

on both sides, there were black things, behind him, there was also a piece of black things,

this is a very narrow space.

Zhou Ze looked at Zhang Yanfeng and said, "can you recall some more details?"

"What?" Zhang Yanfeng can't understand.

"Like here and here."

Zhou extended his fingers to the two sides of the picture. "These two sides are walls, but then what is this black place? If it's a wall, why not extend it directly?"

"I don't know, but I remember that the walls of this place in my dream were intermittent, not continuous."

"So, according to Zhang's narration, I emphasize the difference between light and shadow here." "I wanted to draw all the walls here to stretch out, but Zhang said it wasn't," the policeman explainedI don't know why, Zhou Ze is very concerned about the shadow beside the walls on both sides, but the man in white clothes and foot cuffs doesn't pay attention to it.

Zhou Zetai raised his head and kept thinking.

He thought of the picture in the guard house, the sound of the chain from far to near, while standing in the railing, he kept walking back and forth, trying to find his trace

Suddenly,

What does Zhou Ze think of? He points directly to the dark areas on both sides of the screen and says:

"this is not a wall, is it an iron railing?"

Said, Zhou Ze again with the hand stroke, "have you seen the old movie? Those old-fashioned prisons, do you have an impression? "

The police immediately turned the notebook around and began to modify it again, while Zhang Yanfeng next to him was lost in thought.

"Is that so?"

Soon, the police pushed the notebook to Zhou Ze and Zhang Yanfeng.

In the picture,

the original black and fuzzy area has been changed to iron railings, which are still black and fuzzy. However, with these railings, the whole picture becomes clear and three-dimensional at once, and even the information contained in it is exposed at once.

In a narrow prison corridor,

a prisoner in a white prison suit,

with shackles on his feet,

walking numbly,

beside him, there are other prison cells, perhaps, there are many eyes looking at him.

Zhang Yanfeng immediately picked up the phone and called who. Zhou Ze didn't know, but Zhang Yanfeng's voice was very clear. He didn't avoid the two people present:

"Lao Wang, it's Zhang Yanfeng. Now, please check for me where our police station used to be.

Didn't you tell me before that the old police station was built on an old building? Help me to check this and find out where it is and what it used to do.

What, do you want more specific requirements?

Well,

you can check if

before it,

in which period,

has it been used in prison