chasing the dark

Chapter 3 Argument
"Listen, it's an unlucky name." Aunt Huang clicked her tongue in a low voice, "Wang Ling, Wang Ling, isn't she just a dead person!"

The woman dragged her shackles expressionlessly and moved towards the Datong bunk. Jiang Yu didn't speak, but just helped her bring the woman's slippers to her feet, and then retreated immediately.

"I told you to leave her alone, why didn't your child listen?" Aunt Huang complained.

Jiang Yu straightened the broken hair by his ear: "I want her to move faster, so that the guard won't have to wait outside for a long time."

Wang Ling was taken away, and the fetters dragged on the ground, making a heavy metallic sound.

The girl who was sleeping next to Jiang Yu at night came over, fiddling with her cropped wavy hair and said, "Hey, I'm talking about old Mrs. Huang, isn't a person's name just a code name? Is there anything auspicious or unlucky about you? Your surname is Huang." , It’s useless to call Queen Huang, she died early in the morning.”

"Qiuqiu, I said you are a dead girl, don't just make fun of the old lady, who is called Queen Huang!" Aunt Huang gave her a white look, "Don't be poor all the time, just reflect on it honestly."

"Jiang Yu, come out!" Another guard called out at the door.

"I'm calling you, answer quickly." Qiuqiu elbowed Jiang Yu.

Jiang Yu responded, got up and put on his slippers. He had been in for three days and was looking forward to the interrogation.

Jiang Yu squatted down in front of the iron door, and put his hands in handcuffs through the small window in the lower half of the door.

There is an iron chain between the door and the door frame of the cell, and it is always locked except for special circumstances. Even if the door is opened, it can only be opened halfway.

Jiang Yumao walked out from under the chain with his back bent, and squatted on the ground again, waiting for the guard to lock the door before standing up.

This is the rule of the detention center, and this procedure is the same when entering and leaving the cell.

Walk along the corridor through several locked iron railing doors, go down to the first floor, and finally arrive at the interrogation room.

The guard pushed the door open and shook his head inside: "Go in."

Sitting behind the table in the interrogation room were two men in police uniforms. The older one was in his early fifties, very thin, with glasses on his nose, and gray hair in a mess. One arm was resting on the table, and the other was hanging by his side. .The hanging sleeve is empty from the elbow down, and it looks like half an arm is missing.

The other young man was about 27 or [-] years old. He was tall and taller than the old man next to him by half a head even though he was sitting.He has a straight nose, moderately thick lips, distinctive eyes, double eyelids, and deeper eye sockets than ordinary people, coupled with two thick eyebrows, making people feel that his eyes are particularly deep, and it is not an exaggeration to describe him as a deep pool.

At this moment, he was leaning on the back of the chair, with a notebook spread out on the table in front of him, his head tilted slightly to look at the door, a pen kept spinning between the fingers of his right hand.

That look, that look, that movement, no matter how you look at it, it's a bit ruffian.If it weren't for wearing a police uniform, it would be difficult for people to associate him with the police profession.

He stared at Jiang Yu for a few seconds, tapped the opposite chair with his chin, and said in a smoking voice, "Why are you standing there, sit down."

Then he showed a smiling face to the guard who came in together: "Sister Xiao, you are busy with your work."

"Okay, you can ask, I'm outside, call me anytime you need something." The guard called Sister Xiao went out and closed the door behind her.

Jiang Yu glanced around the roof, and heard the old man on the opposite side say that the surveillance had been turned off, so he exhaled heavily, sat down on the chair, and shook the handcuffs on his wrists: "Can you untie this too?"

"No, the imprint on the wrist is too shallow when you go back, and it is easy to attract people's suspicion." The old man kept waving his hands.

Jiang Yu resisted the urge to roll his eyes to outer space, and said, "Professor Duan, a famous criminal investigation major in the police university, and Captain Ye of the criminal investigation detachment, both of you came from Mingyang all the way to interrogate me, who was sent to the detention center because of an economic case. Man, he's just a young man, enough to attract suspicion, okay?"

Duan Baili and Ye Zhanzhou, who were sitting across from each other, looked at each other. The latter threw the pen in his hand on the notebook and said, "Let me just say, it should be a robbery or a street fight. Besides, I want to emphasize again, I It's the deputy captain of a large team, the deputy."

The corner of Jiang Yu's mouth twitched: "Okay, Deputy Captain Ye, I think it's more appropriate for you to say that I'm obscene!"

"You child, you can't even count in a few days? Mingyang is only [-] kilometers away from here, okay?" Duan Baili teased like her.

Jiang Yu couldn't be bothered to continue bickering with the old man, so he sat up straight: "Let's get down to business, there are rules in the hall. Newcomers are not allowed to contact or chat with others for the first three days after they come in. Moreover, she just sits there in a daze all day long. Who talks to her?" I don't care. I tried to say a few words to her today, but I didn't even give me an expression. It's hard to pry her mouth open."

"It's not difficult to ask you to do it?" Duan Baili sneered, "I said it when you insisted on being my student..."

"If you want to be a good criminal police officer, you must be prepared to bleed and sacrifice at any time." Jiang Yu raised his hands, "Teacher Duan, when I say it's difficult, I don't mean to shrink back. What I mean is, this Things take time. Wang Ling is in a state of not caring about anything now, such a person is very difficult to deal with."

"People always care, maybe it's people, maybe it's things, or something." Ye Zhanzhou said, "If she really doesn't care about anything, then she has no desires or desires, so why take the risk? Such a big risk to do those things?"

"Zhanzhou is right." Duan Baili nodded, "Xiaojiang, just like I told you before, losing a child will deal a huge blow to a family. You don't have children, maybe you can't fully understand their feelings. But what about another angle?"

From another perspective, from the standpoint of a child, Jiang Yu certainly knew what it was like to lose his parents.Because of this, when Duan Baili found her, she took over the prison investigation mission without hesitation.

"I know," she nodded, "it's just that the time is too short, and I haven't found a chance yet. Everyone in the cell keeps her away from her, and the head of the cell has also said that as long as she doesn't want to die, she will be ignored. Trouble. I tried to talk to her today, but she didn't respond as if she didn't hear me."

"It's up to you to find a way." Duan Baili took out a taffy from his jacket pocket, "Come, your favorite."

"Teacher, you brought me a piece of candy when you came all the way?" Jiang Yu was a little disgusted, but he quickly took the candy, peeled it off and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Be content, don't even look at where this place is..."

Listening to the old man Duan's chatter, Jiang Yu moved his slender fingers a few times, and folded the wrapping paper into a small paper tube.

A big hand with well-defined bones stretched out from the opposite side: "You can't throw this away casually. If someone finds out, you won't be able to tell."

Jiang Yu twisted the paper tube, hesitated for a moment, and put it in his hand.

"You can't eat the candy wrappers. Why don't you be reluctant? See how promising you are." Duan Baili curled his lips in disgust.

(End of this chapter)