Chapter 28 3. The person who remembers the story

An hour later, Chen Xiang came with two bags. She handed one of them to Yu Zheng, found a seat and sat down, playing with the other. Yu Zheng opened it and saw that there was a lunch box inside, a bowl of green vegetable porridge, two cakes, two side dishes, one meat and one vegetarian, which were quite exquisite. He tasted it and found it to be delicious. did you do it?" "Yes." Chen Xiang took out a laptop from another bag and connected it online. It seemed that he was really planning to work here. "Didn't you grow up abroad?" Yu Zheng looked at the two dishes, fried rapeseed with fungus, and stewed tea tree mushroom with braised pork. They were all home-cooked dishes, but they were all authentic Chinese dishes.

"I only left the country when I was 13 years old, and I prefer Chinese food. There are many Chinese restaurants abroad, so this is not a problem. Moreover, my living habits are influenced by my parents and are more Chinese." He took out a pack of walnut kernels and a pack of beef jerky at hand, ordered some tea from the dignitaries, made himself a cup of tea, and then sat down to work. After eating, Yu Zheng helped her find some information. After the two chatted for a while, they lowered their heads and went about their own business. Take a look, there are a lot of criminal cases recently, several squadrons are busy like spinning tops, the third squadron is not bad, there are two squadrons whose colleagues have not returned home during the Chinese New Year, they are busy day and night, they are lucky to get out before the Chinese New Year. I did everything I needed to do, and nothing unexpected happened, so I was able to take a three-day vacation.

Now the only case he has not solved is the poisoning case. Yu Zheng pasted the photos of Li Jianbin and his family on the whiteboard beside him. I took the transcripts of these people and read them again, sorted out the suspicions in my mind, and sorted out a line of investigation for myself. When he looked up again, it was already past 5 o'clock, Chen Xiang still didn't lift his head, typing on the keyboard with his ten fingers like flying, and writing something on the notepad next to him from time to time, looking immersed in it, Yu Zheng walked over, Looking at the computer screen, he asked, "What are you writing? Is it the criminal investigation book you mentioned last time?"

Chen Xiang seemed to froze for a moment, and nodded: "Yes... I am writing the story of Jiayuan." Yu Zheng was stunned for a moment, but didn't speak. An emotion that he had been trying to suppress all this time surged up, and he was restraining himself not to let this emotion affect his mood. Chen Xiang didn't notice the low air pressure around her. She was immersed in her own world. She picked up the notepad with the black leather coat and rubbed it lightly. I don’t understand, if I had been more careful, she might not have died,” Chen Xiang suddenly shook his head: “But she looks like this, maybe this is the ending she wants, sometimes death is not the last thing. Bad result, do you think so?" Chen Xiang turned his head and looked at Yu Zheng with bright eyes.

Yu Zheng didn't know what to say, his mood was completely ruined by Chen Xiang's words. "You didn't go to see her off when she was buried, but I know you like her." Chen Xiang didn't seem to need his answer. He lowered his head and looked at the notepad in his hand and said to himself: "I like her too." She, who wouldn't like a woman like her? It's a pity that she doesn't belong here, and things that don't belong to you, even if you get them, you will lose them soon, we all lost her. " Yu Zheng was almost moved when Du Jiayuan's vivid figure appeared in front of him again, with those radiant star eyes, that jewel-like red cinnabar mole, and the butterfly-like lightness on his shoulder.

"If only I had known you sooner." If there is no if, the once beautiful face and slim and light figure have disappeared and turned into dust and smoke, leaving only the gorgeous smile in memory, which makes people miss this life that once carried too much. It was getting dark, and the two people who had fallen into silence finally came back to their senses. Looking at each other's faces in the dim light, they felt that they didn't know what to say for a while. Yu Zheng wanted to break this embarrassing situation, so he pointed at The notebook in Chen Xiang's hand asked, "Are all your stories written on it?"

"No, what's in the computer is a story, what's here is what happened in real life." "Really? Can I see it?" "Not now," Chen Xiang raised his notebook and smiled, "Maybe one day." Yu Zheng felt that her smile was a bit weird in the dim light, so he got up, went to the door and pressed the switch on the wall, the strong light poured down with a bang, Yu Zheng squinted his eyes, and when he turned around again, Chen Xiang had already Standing in front of the whiteboard with the photos on it, looking at the photos on it, it was no different from before, Yu Zheng thought that his mood today was too abnormal.

"Is this the poisoning case you mentioned last time?" Chen Xiang looked at Li Jianbin's photo. Now the topic of work made Yu Zheng feel much more relaxed, and he hurriedly picked up: "You don't have to guess this time, he is already dead."