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Text 008. The Future Chapter - Words of Prayer

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    The blood on the handle of the knife has already solidified.  Qiao Xue took a deep breath, grasped the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, slowly raised the Tibetan knife, and closed her eyes (What do I want to changewhat is it?) (Except for that dayat all  There is nothing else that can be changed, right?) (That dayit was also a snowy day like today) (The day my mother was killed by that cruel guy) (If it hadn't been for that day's incident, today would have been  I may not exist here at all.) (I may be an ordinary IT clerk, or a more ordinary company white-collar worker, working in China) (Butbut) (  Sun Kingif you really have such a powerful powerthen, can you change that day?) (Tell my motherthat she is in dangeranddon't let that day tear apart my family)  , so that I can continue to be like before I can continue to worry about how to play the game copy, how to program the computer, how to punish people tomorrow, and then go to the happy days of being hit on the head and spanked by my dad) (Please  Please Sun King give me those days again) (Don't let my mother die Please Please)           The snow in the sky is white, like warm cotton wool, but it has the coldest feeling, slowly, slowly.  Floated down.     on the street.  The vehicle sped away quickly with its headlights on.  The light passed through the window, bringing a moment of brightness.  Then, the world was returned to darkness.  Qiao Xue held the knife and slowly opened her eyes.  She took a deep breath and shook her head.  Soon, she no longer held the knife in both hands and smiled with a little self-deprecation.  Shake his head.  “(Chinese) I’m such a fool.” Qiao Xue smiled and patted her head.  "(Chinese) How can things that have happened in the past be changed? Hey, my chuunibyou has not recovered yet? How can I believe such a vague and nihilistic thing." After finishing her self-complaining, Qiao Xue looked at the hand in her hand again  This hidden knife, he smiled bitterly, picked up the evidence bag again, and planned to put it back ——————————————————————————  —— The sky is filled with ice and snow.  A figure was walking towards him.  ——————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————————  The hidden knife in her hand was immediately released.  It's about to fall to the ground!  She screamed again and suddenly copied it!  Dangerously.  He took the Tibetan knife into his hands again.  Holding the knife, Qiao Xue couldn't help but gasp for air.  What happened to the scene just now?  At that moment it felt as if the scenery in front of me instantly turned into a snow-capped mountain. Is it an illusion?  Qiao Xue’s palm squeezed the blade in her hand more tightly.  The murderous weapon, still stained with blood, trembled slightly in her hand as if it was emitting some resonance!  Apart from the ice and snow, Qiao Xue cared more about another thing.  Who is that figure?  In that glimpse of hallucination, why did that figure give me such a familiar feeling?  Andthat figurelooks so familiaralthough he seems to be much younger in appearance, but that appearancethat personwhy does he look so much like his missing father——  Qiao Feng?  "(Chinese) Could it be that I have really traveled through time and space?" When she thought of this, Qiao Xue's spirit suddenly lifted up!  She quickly held the Tibetan knife again, wanting to see the image more clearly to confirm her guess!  However, no matter how hard Qiao Xue tried this time, everything just now seemed like a real illusion.  The figure walking in the land of ice and snow never appeared in his mind again ……………… Ten minutes later.  Qiao Xue breathed a sigh of relief, put the hidden knife in her hand back into the evidence bag, and sealed it.  Maybe, at that momentIt feels like it’s really my own misunderstanding.  In fact, since my mother died, my father disappeared soon after.  Maybe it's because I miss my parents so much that I fantasize about meeting my young dad, right?  "(Chinese) But ha, this is really interesting." Qiao Xue picked up the Tibetan knife and said with a smile - "(Chinese) The dad I saw turned out to be a little ghost who looked about fifteen or sixteen years old?  This feels really weird. Hey it seems that my treatment is not thorough enough. It’s been twelve years and I still have such second-rate thoughts.” Now I’m done laughing at myself.  Qiao Xue took the hidden knife back into the evidence room and locked it up.  After all, if he opened the evidence bag privately, it would not be a good thing if the evidence inside showed his chuunishi spirit.  If in the future this hidden knife is evidence of the final conviction, it would be no joke if the defense lawyer made a fuss about his behavior in court.  She, Qiao Xue, doesn’t want to be the next Wannat (in the mid-1990s, a detective in the case of Simpson’s murder of his wife, due to improper handling of evidence, caused Simpson to be acquitted by the court).  After putting away the evidence, Qiao Xue looked at the timeUnknowingly, it was already close to 12 o'clock at midnight.  “I don’t know if it was because the scene just now was too exciting, but Qiao Xue felt that she was not sleepy at all now.  Even she herself would complain about this. She had stayed up all night yesterday, but she still felt that it was boring to go back to her place of residence now.  After thinking about it, Qiao Xue finally decided to go to the scene to have a look.  On the other hand, it’s Chinatown, so it feels better to see so many faces from the same hometown.  After leaving the police station, stepping on the snow that had melted and then re-frozen on the ground, Qiao Xue drove her car out of the police station and headed towards Chinatown again.  Even late at night, the big red archway in Chinatown still stands there.  The soft red light makes the three gilded Chinese characters "Chinatown" clear and distinct. Even on this winter night, looking at the red signboard and golden characters, there is always a warm feeling.  Of course, it would be better if no murders occurred here.  There was a police car parked in front of the pigeon building, and inside were two criminal police officers on duty.  Now it's snowing, so I'm hiding in the police car to keep warm.  Qiao Xue did not stop and enter the building. After all, she had basically searched for what she should be searching for.  I came here this time without any targeted search plan.  It would be bad if you search randomly and destroy some evidence that you may think of in the future.  Let's wait until tomorrow to do it again with Tom.  With this thought in mind, Qiao Xue drove the car over.  She parked the car at the parking spot and got out of the car.  After looking around, he walked straight towards another nearby street.  And when she came to this street, the feeling full of Chinese flavor became even heavier.  "Come on, come on! The fried crayfish just out of the oven! Come on, come on, have a taste!" "Boss! Let's have three more bowls of braised pork noodles!" "Let's try it? Come on, try it! Absolutely authentic Northeastern dumplings,  I definitely packed it myself! Okay! How much does it cost?” Various local dialects are spoken on this road that can be called a street of food stalls, from Shandong to Cantonese to Shaanxi dialect.  Shanghainese.  Even Qiao Xue could occasionally hear a few sentences in the local dialect of Chengkong City, which was really very cordial.  “Then…where is the stall where the victim Hao Yingxiong worked?  Just when Qiao Xue was wandering around on this road, looking for a place "Ouch! Isn't that Miss Police Officer?!" A familiar voice came from behind.  Qiao Xue turned her head and placed her fingers on the gun at her waist habitually.  A fat-headed, big-eared guy whom I had just met during the day stood there with a smile.  It was the guy named Zhou Wangui. He was waving his hands happily and walking towards Qiao Xue.  (To be continued)
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