Chapter 10 Chapter nine

August 13, 1995, Hongkou Stadium, Shanghai Shenhua VS Dalian Wanda. Tian Yuejin rarely wore a white shirt, shaved his beard clean before going out, and walked into Hongkou with his head held high.He held his daughter Mai Mai with one hand and the boy Qiushou with the other, and squeezed through a crowd of crowded and noisy fans.Thousands of people have gathered outside the stadium, ear-piercing trumpet sounds, surrounded by restless scalpers. Queuing through the bustling ticket gates, Lao Tian carefully watched over his two children, especially his beautiful daughter Mai Mai.There are some hooligans hidden in the fans, and he made Mai wear a peaked cap to cover his face as much as possible, preferably pretending to be a boy.Mai usually watches football on TV and has never been to the scene. If it weren't for the police father to accompany him tonight, he would be a little scared.When you come to the stands at night, you are facing a huge football field, and the lights illuminate the green lawn.With the cheers of the home fans, Qiu Harvest, who had been holding back for so many days, waved his arms and wanted to rush down and kick him.

Players from both sides entered the field and announced the list of starting players on the spot. Every time a name of the home team was read, there would be thunderous applause. Of course, the most enthusiastic one belonged to Fan Zhiyi. Tian Yuejin took out his own binoculars. This old military guy could clearly see the faces of the people on the opposite stand, let alone the expressions of the players on the field. The referee blew his whistle, and the match between Shenhua and Wanda began.That year, Shenhua was the favorite to win the championship. Under the leadership of Xu Genbao, the momentum was like a rainbow, with consecutive victories.This match against Dalian is still in the first half of the league, and no one can predict the result, but Shenhua has a complete advantage on the field.

Sure enough, in the 25th minute of the first half, Qi Hong, who was unknown at the time, scored the first goal for Shenhua. Amidst the thunderous cheers of the fans, Lao Tian held on to the wheat with one hand, but let go of the boy with the other hand.He stood calmly in the fanatical crowd, completely unaffected by the piercing horns, looking at Qiushou's excited eyes, watching him and the fans around him being equally excited, and blending into the joy of 30,000 people. The boy was not celebrating a goal that had nothing to do with him, nor did he even temporarily forget that cruel night.He was venting the pain in his heart in the past seven days, and venting the violent desire for revenge hidden in his heart after his mother was killed-if he can really release part of it, then let him continue to shout unrestrainedly.

As the first half drew to a close, Qi Hong scored a second goal. The audience was ecstatic for him again, and even Mai could not help shouting out. The home team entered the intermission with a 2:0 advantage, and the fans in the stands were also relieved. There should be no more suspense in the game.Mai Mai asked a lot of questions about football, and some old Tian couldn't answer them. Unexpectedly, Qiushou took the rebuttal and said it clearly and logically.He said that he often played football at school, which is also the biggest entertainment in the small county.Mai and Qiushou are usually strangers at home, and they hardly speak a few words a day. This is the time Qiushou talked the most, and it is also the first time that Maimai has expressed friendship to him.Tian Yuejin let the two children sit together, watching them getting more and more involved in the conversation, he felt a little relieved.

In the second half, the home team still controlled the situation.The daughter snatched the binoculars from Lao Tian, ​​adjusted the distance constantly, and finally aimed at the most handsome player on the field.She watched it for more than ten minutes, until her arm was sore, she took off the binoculars, handed it to the young man in a friendly manner and said, "Take a look." Qiushou said thank you, picked up the binoculars and looked at the field, his heart was already itching, only a single figure could be seen in the stands, unlike the player's face that could be seen clearly in the TV broadcast.When the visiting team was substituting for a timeout, the boy raised his binoculars and aimed at the stands directly opposite the stadium.Under the lights, the faces of the fans were very clear. On the best seat in the middle, he saw a face.

one second. The boy only looked in the binoculars for a second, then tightly grasped Tian Yuejin's hand and shouted: "I saw him!" "Who?" "Ghost." Lao Tian's heart skipped a beat, he looked in the direction the telescope was aiming at, and kept calm: "You mean the murderer?" "it's him!" The binoculars pointed directly at the center of the stand on the opposite side. Across the stadium and runway tens of meters wide, only colorful crowds could be seen. Immediately snatched the binoculars from the young man, stood in Qiushou's original position, and did not even change the angle of the camera. Just as he was about to capture a face, an earth-shattering shout sounded in his ears—another goal was scored on the pitch.

In 57 minutes, Fan Zhiyi scored the third goal for Shenhua, and the score has expanded to 3:0! All the audience jumped up, including the people on the opposite stand, drowning the face that hadn't been seen clearly in the countless excited faces. "Damn it!" Lao Tian really wanted to slap himself, this goal came at an inopportune time!There was chaos in the binoculars, full of bouncing fanatical fans, where could I find the face of that evil spirit? He put down the binoculars angrily, and still grasped the wheat with one hand, while his daughter was ecstatically cheering.There were applause and cheers all around, Tian Yuejin could only shout into the boy's ear: "Did you really see him?"

"Yes, I must have seen it! It's him!" Qiushou had to shout hoarsely, otherwise he couldn't hear it at all, "It's this evil ghost, he killed my mother!" After that, he snatched the binoculars from Lao Tian and re-aimed at the opposite stand, but shook his head and said, "There are people in front of him! They completely block him." "Is he short?" "No, he is not short, because everyone else is standing, but he is the only one sitting." The boy looked at the opposite side anxiously, really wanting to fly across the field immediately.

Tian Yuejin shouted without thinking: "Follow me and catch him!" He grabbed Qiushou's slender arms and pushed away the crowded crowd, but left his daughter alone. "Looking for death!" Cursing sounded from time to time, but Lao Tian's burly and strong body, as well as the momentum of rushing forward regardless of everything, made those who wanted to do it daunting. Difficultly passing through the crowd of fans, Tian Yuejin climbed up to the iron railing on the edge of the stand, and turned over. The boy also jumped over the railing with agility, and came to the next stand together.A policeman rushed over, trying to catch the two people who illegally climbed over the stands.Lao Tian quickly showed his ID, saying that he was catching criminals, and continued to push away the fans who were in the way, and rushed to the stands where the evil spirits were.

In four minutes, they had already run half a lap around the stadium, climbed over six railings of the stands, and pushed down at least fifty fans—two of them were knocked down by Lao Tian just after they started, attracting dozens of policemen and armed policemen along the way. They were all blocked by Tian Yuejin's ID. Finally, the two came to the stand directly opposite. The young man was exhausted, but he firmly remembered the position of that face—passing through the fans who were still celebrating the victory, only to find that the place where the man was originally sitting was only The next scrap newspaper.

The boy's face turned pale, he stepped on the seat hard, grabbed Lao Tian and shouted: "This is it! It must be this seat!" When he saw the murderer in the binoculars, he also saw two faces next to the man.Now, those two people are on their left and right sides, except for the middle seat in the air. Tian Yuejin took out his ID and shook it: "I'm a policeman! Did you see the person sitting next to you just now?" "Oh, that person left." The fans saw the police very nervous, "Anyway, he must have won, so he left the field early." It was an appropriate reason, Lao Tian dragged the boy and chased him out of the stands. On the long steps leading to the ground, he could see that the ground was full of garbage, and there were hundreds of leaving figures. But he chased after him stubbornly, grabbed every adult man roughly, and let Qiushou recognize their faces—for this, he beat several resisters to the ground, and he also kicked others in the abdomen. When Lao Tian endured the pain and was chased by two strong men behind him, he rushed all the way to the street outside, but he never saw the face of that evil spirit again. Turning around and knocking down the two guys with three punches and two kicks, Tian Yuejin growled at the boy: "Is there any?" Qiushou shook his head blankly. Evil ghosts have passed by. Tian Yuejin swung his fist and slammed it on the street tree, and could clearly hear the sound of bones colliding. He took a breath again, grabbed the boy's arm and said, "Let's go back to the court!" In a desolate evening wind, the two quickly ran back to the stands in Hongkou, leaving a string of moaning men lying on the ground behind them. The final whistle had just blown, and the score of 3:0 drove the fans into a frenzy, and everyone was rushing towards the exit.When Lao Tian went back to look for that seat, the two people he saw just now disappeared.Many seats were covered with waste newspapers, and some people even folded newspapers into paper airplanes and threw them into the stadium to celebrate the victory. Qiushou couldn't find that seat either, so he squatted on the seat with his head in his arms, his hands slapping the concrete floor desperately, sobbing softly. Tian Yuejin also slapped himself. If he had just picked up the newspaper that the murderer had placed on the seat, he might have found some clues.If it is not a common newspaper, but a professional and professional newspaper, it can help him find the murderer's social connections. Suddenly, a hand was placed on Lao Tian's shoulder, and he jumped up reflexively, using the grappling technique to press the opponent to the ground, but he heard the young man screaming in pain: "Let me go!" Lao Tian paused for a few seconds, confirmed that it was Qiu Harvest's voice, and then slowly let him go. "Forget it, it's impossible to see him again tonight." It turned out that the boy was trying to persuade him to give up. Tian Yuejin felt deeply ashamed, as if he had been slapped by that evil ghost, and really wanted to jump off the stands. He hugged Qiushou's head sadly and said, "I'm sorry! I'm so useless! You scold me! Beat me hard!" "Don't say that, you will definitely catch that evil spirit." Qiushou actually comforted Lao Tian like an adult, he shook his head unexpectedly, as if he wanted to get to know the boy again: "You are a good boy." "Oops! Oops!" "What's wrong?" Lao Tian thought to himself: Is there anything worse than letting the murderer escape in front of his eyes? "Where's the wheat?" The young man reminded him abruptly, and Lao Tian woke up like an electric shock—hell!Completely forgot about my daughter! The stadium has begun to turn off the lights. Trembling, he looked across to the dark stands.