Chapter 31 The third bridge of Naihe

Do you believe in reincarnation? "Humans have souls, and there is a close relationship between the soul and the breath." For example, when we sleep, it is a temporary separation of the soul from the body, and death is a permanent separation. Animals or plants also have souls. Soul, can transfer from one life to another. The ancient Egyptians believed in the resurrection, but in preserving the dead.Plato identified in reincarnation, and Pythagoras was the first philosopher to delve into the concept.Judaism believes in the resurrection of the body. The "New Testament" records that Jesus Christ was resurrected three days after his crucifixion, which is an important foundation of Christian belief.

"Taiping Guangji" records that Liu Sanfu "can remember three life events. He tasted it as a horse, but his heart hurts when he hurt his hoof. He was reincarnated as a human being. When he rides a horse to a narrow place, he will slow down his bridle, and if there is a stone, he will go." Buddhism believes that after a person dies, the "seventh consciousness" will lead the "eighth consciousness" to leave the body. Past life memories can be obtained. The bardo is the transition period between the death of this life and the next life.The bardo body has supernatural powers and can see the world that the naked eye cannot see.Seven or seven days after death is the bardo, which is why the Chinese "do seven".The bardo of hell is as ugly as burnt dead wood; the bardo of near-life is like smoke; the bardo of hungry ghosts is like water; the bardo of desire is golden; the bardo of form is bright white.

The bardo of a person looks like a child, and among a group of children, there will be a certain bardo hidden. "What the hell?" Officer Huang Hai drove the police car, switched the radio station to another frequency, and could no longer stand the philosopher's lectures. In 2006, after the Qingming Festival. The police car stopped at the gate of Changshou Road No. 1 Primary School. He was wearing a dark police uniform, which was not missing at all, but had white spots on his temples.When he came to the sandpit at the corner of the playground, he stood behind a boy and saw a dead sparrow buried in the sand.

"Hi, are you Si Wang?" His voice is still deep and hoarse, which impresses many people. The boy got up and stepped on the bunker, showing a pale face, if not for some sand on the tip of his nose, his eyes would have looked too mature. "Uncle policeman, I am Si Wang, what's the matter?" "In the autumn two years ago, you found the body in the jeep by the Suzhou River, right?" Si Wang patted the sand on his body: "It's been so long, why are you still asking? And I'm not the only one who discovered it." "The other person is Gu Qiusha, who became your adoptive mother last year, but she terminated the adoption relationship with you a few months ago."

"Yes, you can ask her again—the car has been parked by the river for two years, but she was about to pry it open as soon as she saw it." "She's dead." The boy was embarrassed for a few seconds, and frowned: "Oh, is that so? How did she die?" "Killed, in her own home, on the night of her father's memorial service last week. The murderer has not been caught yet." "Well, I hope you can solve the case soon." "You are so calm." The boy picked up his schoolbag from the sandpit and walked straight to the school gate: "Uncle policeman, I'm going home."

Not sure whether it was intentional or habit, Si Wang still chose the path by the Suzhou River.Huang Hai stuck to him like a plaster, followed behind to remind: "Little friend, don't take this road again, there is a section of it that is too remote, be careful where bad guys come and go." "Isn't the police uncle just catching bad guys?" "Yes, there is no bad guy that I can't catch." "Really?" This rhetorical question made Huang Hai silent. At one time there were no bad guys he couldn't catch, but it's been different since 1995.In the past eleven years, there have been five murders that have not been solved, and there may be more than one murderer.

He snatched the boy's schoolbag and said, "Hey! The schoolbags of elementary school students are really heavy now!" "Uncle policeman, why are you following me?" "Because, before she died, Gu Qiusha asked me to do something—she said that you are a unparalleled genius, but you have hidden many secrets in your heart." "I'm just an ordinary fourth grader. By the way, I don't know your name yet?" "Yellow Sea—Have you taken geography class? What are the four seas in China? I forgot, you are a genius, how can you not know?" In the wilderness by the Suzhou River, a man in a dark police uniform has cold eyes and a serious face. He is suspecting that this fourth grade elementary school student is related to several murders.

"Officer Huang Hai, I am a member of the Chinese Young Pioneers, and I will definitely help Uncle Police solve the case!" Such an answer made people laugh and cry, he stopped, pointed to the empty space in front of him and said, "This is the place." He Nian's body had rotted here for two years and was buried in the trunk of a dilapidated jeep. Now it was covered in garbage and dust again, and the original traces could no longer be seen. The boy didn't dare to set foot on the open space, and circled around: "Officer Huang Hai, do you believe in ghosts in the world?"

"No, I never believed it. Didn't your teacher teach you?" He took out a cigarette and lit it in the wind, and hurriedly added, "There are no ghosts in the world." "I think it's the ghost of the dead person in the car calling me." "Nonsense!" "Uncle policeman, believe it or not? I've seen ghosts." A piece of soot from Huang Hai's fingertips fell to the ground, and he took Si Wang's arm and left the place where the body was found. Ten minutes later, he sent the boy to the door of the house. "Just send it here. Going upstairs will scare my mother."

Si Wang snatched back the schoolbag from the police officer's shoulder, and Huang Hai gave him his business card: "Kid, if you think of any clues, call me immediately!" Watching the boy go upstairs, Huang Hai leaned against the big locust tree, and lit a cigarette hastily.In the curling blue smoke, he thought of Gu Qiusha's body. She was only found three days after her death. There was a water leak in the room, and the neighbors reported to the property to open the door forcibly.The corpse fell in the hallway behind the door, with its face down and its limbs stretched out. The floor was full of leaking water, soaking Gu Qiusha a little edematous.The fatal wound was in the back, almost directly piercing the heart.No murder weapon was found at the scene and was apparently taken away by the murderer.There was some cash in Gu Qiusha's house, but not a penny was missing, including some valuables.The clothes on her body are also considered intact, and there is no sign of being sexually assaulted. It is neither a robbery of wealth nor a robbery of sex, but most likely a vendetta.

The murderer cleaned up the scene without leaving any fingerprints or hair.The elevator surveillance did not capture it, and it was impossible to determine whether the murderer was a man or a woman. We can only determine that the time of death was three days ago, which was the day of Gu Changlong's memorial service.Huang Hai analyzed that the murderer came up the stairs, and when Gu Qiusha came home and opened the door, he rushed in behind her and killed her with a knife. The most unacceptable thing is that just a few hours before the murder, he met the deceased at the funeral home.It was her father's funeral, a woman's saddest moment. Huang Hai wanted to come to comfort her, but he didn't expect to see her off for the last time.He clearly remembered what Gu Qiusha said at the time: "There is only one me left, and I am probably not far from death, right?" Sure enough, she sentenced herself to death in advance. For a senior criminal policeman, it is a great shame. Immediately after these words, Gu Qiusha reminded him to pay attention to the child Si Wang. The next day, Huang Hai came to the gate of Changshou Road No. 1 Primary School again. When Si Wang walked out alone, he stopped in front of him and said, "Today, I'll take you home." "I can walk back by myself." "Boy, you should know that both Gu Qiusha and Gu Changlong are dead, and I'm worried that you will be in danger too, understand?" He roughly grabbed the boy's schoolbag and walked along the main road, looking like a prisoner being escorted by the police and unable to resist. "Has he been arrested by the police?" Several elementary school students whispered among themselves, Si Wang took off his red scarf and complained: "I'm sorry, please don't send me off in front of my classmates, they will think I'm a bad boy." "Go your own way and let the ghosts speak." "Is the case solved?" "Which case are you talking about?" Huang Hai turned his head and stared into his eyes, "I will catch that bastard with my own hands!" Passing by the mosque on Changde Road, someone was selling kebabs, and Si Wang was almost drooling when he stopped.Police officer Huang Hai bought ten skewers, gave him four skewers and said, "You are still a child, don't eat too much, be careful of diarrhea!" He ate the mutton skewers generously, and his expression relaxed a lot. "Little friend, you have eaten so much, aren't you afraid you won't be able to eat dinner?" "It's okay, my mother is going to work outside tonight, I will use the microwave to turn the food in the refrigerator to eat." "What about your father?" In fact, Huang Hai asked knowingly, he had already investigated the details of Si Wang's family. "My dad—he disappeared four years ago." Huang Hai said solemnly: "Student Si Wang, come to my house for dinner tonight." "No, I'd better go home by myself." "Come with me!" This is an imperative tone, Huang Hai lives near the mosque, an old-fashioned high-rise building, almost next to the police station. He opened the door with his schoolbag on his back, facing a smell of sour mildew, and immediately blushed and said, "Hey, I'm sorry!" This man clumsily opened the window to ventilate the messy living room. The dining table was full of instant noodle cups, and the ashtray was densely stuffed with cigarette butts. Obviously there were no women or children at home, a typical middle-aged bachelor.Si Wang was extra careful in a stranger's house, and finally found an empty seat to sit down.The officer opened the fridge and poured him a glass of milk, and the boy politely took a sip.He turned on the TV again, and it happened to be a children's show, an episode of "Detective Conan". He was helpless in the kitchen for a long time, and finally he opened the refrigerator and took out a pack of noodles and quick-frozen beef, and said with a smirk, "Boy, can I cook beef noodles for you?" Ten minutes later, when Conan stunned Mori Kogoro with a needle on TV, steaming beef noodles were brought to the dining table. To be honest, Huang Haixia's noodles are not bad, and probably the only thing he knows how to make in the kitchen. When Si Wang ate all the noodles and drank up the noodle soup, Huang Hai looked at him with a strange smile.The boy stood up in panic, but was pushed down by Huang Hai: "Are you full? Boy!" "I'm full, I'm hiccupping, don't you want to eat?" "I'm not hungry." His voice was muffled as if coming from the bottom of a cylinder, and the air in the room became stiff.Si Wang grabbed the corner of his clothes nervously and asked, "Uncle policeman, is there really no bad guy in the world that you can't catch?" "certainly." "Dare you swear?" "I—" Officer Huang Hai was about to light a cigarette, and then stuffed it back into the case, "but there are a few exceptions." "Murder?" His gaze became cold and terrifying: "What do you ask these for?" "I was wondering if your taking over the corpse case by the Suzhou River and the case of Gu Qiusha and Gu Changlong might have something to do with your unsolved cases in the past?" "You are a primary school student, why do you need to know so much?" Si Wang stopped being polite to him, and picked up his schoolbag to go out, but Huang Hai stopped him and said, "Wait a minute." "It's getting dark, and my mother said you can't just go to a stranger's house." "Which year were you born?" "December 19, 1995." "Well, the two unsolved cases happened before you were born." "Is it 1995 too?" "yes." Saying this made him a little depressed, Si Wang pretended to be calm and said those few words: "The Nanming Road murder?" Huang Hai's complexion turned pale, he grabbed the boy's collar tightly and lifted him into the air.His feet kicked helplessly: "Put me down!" "How did you know?" "the Internet……" Huang Hai's thick finger joints could kill him with just a touch, but he put him down: "I'm sorry, kid." "It said on the Internet that three people died in Nanming High School that summer?" "Sorry, I'll take you home." Ten minutes later, police officer Huang Hai sent the boy to the door. Si Wang grabbed the sleeve of his police uniform and asked, "Can you do me a favor?" "Say." "Can you help me find my father? He disappeared during the Spring Festival in 2002. His name is Si Mingyuan, and he has been reported to your Public Security Bureau." "Okay, I'll try my best." From then on, he would visit Si Wang at the gate of the school every few days, eat kebabs at the gate of the mosque together, and occasionally bring them home for dinner. But he never mentioned his wife and children. It has been a month and a half since Gu Qiusha was killed in May, and the case has still not progressed.The Public Security Bureau temporarily identified Lu Zhongyue as a suspect, and continued to arrest him nationwide. Huang Hai hesitated again and again, but decided to knock on the door of Si Wang's house. It was the weekend, and the door opened within a few seconds, and Si Wang looked at him in surprise: "Why are you here?" "Are you doing something bad?" He walked straight into the narrow room, and the DVD of "The Grudge" was playing on the TV. "Are you alone at home?" "No, my mother is here." This sentence made him scratch his head and whisper: "Does your mother know me?" How is it possible to know?A fourth-grade elementary school student who hangs around with the police all day, any mother will not be at ease. When Si Wang was embarrassed, He Qingying had already come out of the bedroom. She changed into a new dress, tidied her hair, and said quite touchingly, "May I ask who you are?" "Oh me--" This man is used to dealing with bad people, but he is tongue-tied when he sees beautiful women. "This is Officer Huang Hai." "Wang'er, what trouble have you caused outside again?" The mother gave her son a stern look. "Mother Siwang, please don't get me wrong. The reason why I came here is because Siwang asked me to do something about his father!" Huang Hai noticed that her eyes twitched slightly, "I heard that your Her husband, Siming Yuan, has been missing for many years, and your son wants me to help him find the whereabouts of his father, I just investigated within the public security system." "thanks!" "Sorry, I haven't found his whereabouts, and I don't have any records of his accommodation in this city or other places, and I don't have any records of buying train or plane tickets. But since I promised Si Wang, I will definitely work hard to find him, please rest assured !" He Qingying made a cup of tea for Police Officer Huang Hai, and brought it to him politely.With a rare awkward nod of thanks, he took a sip of his tea, almost burning his lips. She changed the topic to the child's education: "Si Wang is very smart, and you know what he went through last year. Thanks to Ms. Gu for giving us the opportunity to meet the world outside. Now he is the same as before. The school's grades are average, and he rarely talks to his classmates, and even the principal who once cared most about him no longer pays attention to him." Police officer Huang Hai nodded frequently, uncharacteristically switched to a soft tone, and actually revealed all the secrets that he often sent Si Wang home from school and went to eat kebabs in front of the mosque. The boy blushed and hid inside, Huang Hai took the opportunity to ask: "You mentioned Miss Gu just now, do you know that she is dead?" "Huh? When did it happen?" "It seems that you don't care enough about her—it was just one and a half months ago." Huang Hai resumed his serious expression, "When was the last time you saw Gu Qiusha?" "Before the Spring Festival this year, we went through the formalities for Siwang's cancellation of adoption, and went to the police station to move his household registration back." "Have you never seen it again?" "yes." "Okay, thank you very much for your cooperation, then I'm leaving, and I will come to disturb you often in the future." Officer Huang Hai walked downstairs slowly, and couldn't help but look back at the third floor, but his mind was full of He Qingying's face. is she lying