Chapter 8 chapter eight

Now, I walked into the Yushu District Procuratorate.The long-lost gate and courtyard are like the hands and arms of comrades, embracing me.I rushed to the garage first, and the friendly and simple garage greeted my eyes like a lonely sentry post—my impulsive eyes quickly searched for a car that I liked or was very familiar with, and seemed impatient.Because only seeing its existence, it is possible to see Guo Ming immediately. But I couldn't see the car I wanted to see—the fixed or special garage was empty, like a bedroom without a lover, making the object who rushed over excitedly feel lost.

I climbed up the office building of the procuratorate in dismay. In the narrow stairs and corridors, I didn't meet a face smiling at me? !All the faces facing me are heavy and solemn, like serious documents.An ominous feeling hangs over my heart like a threatening mine. I knocked on the door of Guo Ming's office. Although I had a premonition that Guo Ming was not in the office, I still knocked on the door, just like I was fishing in the Liujiang River where there were no fish. The knock on the door alarmed the people next door.I saw Deputy Chief Prosecutor Yang Hong poking his head out of his office, and then sticking out his body.

"Shanyong," Liang Hong called my name calmly, "Come here." "Where's Attorney General Guo?" Standing in the office of the Deputy Attorney General, I said. Liang Hong looked at me sadly, and said in a low voice: "Shanyong, Chief Prosecutor Guo died. Five days ago, it was a car accident. Because the situation was tense, I didn't have time or care to inform you." "How is this possible?" I said, "My brother was only arrested?" Liang Hong said, "He was not the one who arrested your brother. However, your brother's arrest warrant was issued by him before his death."

"No!" I shook my head in disbelief. "It's a fact," Liang Hong said. "Tian Zhengzhong confessed to your brother in the prison, and all of them were verified to be true. So..." "Then how did Guo Ming get into a car accident?" I said. "On the evening of June 13th, he drove back to Yushu alone from other places." Liang Hong said that Guo Ming drove too hard that night and was very tired. When the car drove to 40 kilometers away from Yushu, He accidentally fell down a 70-meter deep ditch, and when the ambulance personnel arrived, he had died.

"He must have been murdered," I said. "No. According to the on-site inspection, it was a pure car accident." Liang Hong said. "His driving skills are very good, how could there be an accident?" "Because the speed of the car was too fast and people were tired. Or it was to rush back to watch a football game." Liang Hong said, "He likes football, you know that. And there will be a football game on the evening of the 13th, live broadcast of the World Cup Chinese team and The game in Brazil. Because he didn’t have a TV in the other place that day, and he doesn’t like watching football on other people’s TV, especially when there is a Chinese team’s game. He must go home and watch his 35-hour TV that he bought when he broke his fortune. Color TV, so I hurried back from other places.”

"Do you mean the prison in a certain place?" "yes." "Is my brother locked up there too?" I said. "I'm sorry, Sanyong," Liang Hong said, "I hope you don't blame the procuratorate, especially Guo Ming, because no one wanted to touch your brother beforehand. But anyway, you have merit." "My brother doesn't think so, and neither do I." "I'm sorry, Shan Yong, I believe you are a prosecutor who understands righteousness, and loyal people will understand you." "I'm not a prosecutor," I said, "I'm just a driver, the driver who plotted against the two masters, Guo Ming and Tian Zhengzhong."

Liang Hong said: "There is no other driver like you, you will become an excellent prosecutor!" "When's the memorial service?" I said. "It was opened yesterday afternoon." Liang Hong said. A few hours later, I drove to the place where Guo Ming died.When I stood at the place where the car accident happened and looked down at the deep ditch where the car crashed and killed people, I wondered if my cries and tears could reach the point where Guo Ming stopped breathing?I don't know if his dead soul is still wandering in this silent valley?Did he see the fountain of tears on my face and a white football in my hand in the spirit of heaven?I bought this soccer ball especially for him, and I brought it here for this man who, besides litigation, loves football and driving—he lives for litigation, but dies for football.Now, although he is dead, he can have nothing, but he can't live without football! "Attorney General, watch the ball—" I yelled from the bottom of my heart, and then kicked the football hard.

I saw the blurred and changing football, first like a meteor flashing across the sky, then hit the opposite cliff, bounced back to counter the cliff on this side, and then began to fall loosely into the deep ditch.It fell into the ditch like a ball of cotton yarn, and jumped in the ditch like a white rabbit.Finally it stopped in a nest, like a white mushroom, lying quietly at the bottom of a deep ditch.