At this moment, there was a clear knock on the door.

Zhao Shanhe rubbed his sore eyes and stepped forward to open the door.

But it was empty outside, no one was there.

Zhao Shanhe couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

I secretly wondered if I was hallucinating?

Although he was suspended during this period, he was still investigating the case sleeplessly.

It's been a long time since he had a good night's sleep.

Zhao Shanhe shook his head and returned to the room again.

He groped around on his body, took out a cigarette, and lit one again.

Ding dong.

Just then there was another knock on the door outside.

Zhao Shanhe's hand hovered in the air.

This time he was sure that he was not hallucinating, he really heard someone knocking on the door.

"Who?"

Zhao Shanhe shouted, came to the door again and held the door handle.

However, there was no response from outside the door.

Zhao Shanhe hesitated before opening the door.

The moment the door opened, Zhao Shanhe clearly heard a series of rapid footsteps.

As soon as I looked through the probe, I saw a black figure quickly disappearing at the end of the corridor.

"Who is it? Stop."

Zhao Shanhe roared and immediately chased after him.

When he chased him into the fire stairs, the black shadow had already reached the sixth floor. Zhao Shanhe ran out of breath after running very far, and his heart kept beating wildly.

Whether he admits it or not, he is really old and he can no longer run.

"Stop, don't run, I've seen you."

Facing Zhao Shanhe's roaring black figure, he had no intention of stopping, but he didn't run far either, and the footsteps seemed to be coming upstairs.

He didn't know how long he chased him, but Zhao Shanhe actually chased him to the top of the building. He was almost exhausted from exhaustion, holding on to the threshold and breathing heavily.

I don’t know when the rain stopped.

The light on the roof is very dim.

I can only get a rough look with the help of landscape lights in the distance.

The cold wind hit, and Zhao Shanhe couldn't help but shiver.

At this moment, a muffled sound came from not far away.

Zhao Shanhe looked up and saw that the black figure had climbed up the fence on the roof of the building and had his legs on the outside of the fence. He was obviously about to jump off the building.

"Wait a minute!" Zhao Shanhe quickly called to the black shadow.

"Don't be impulsive. No matter what happens, don't be impulsive!"

Zhao Shanhe said while slowly moving forward.

He secretly took out his cell phone and wanted to call for support, but found that the cell phone had run out of power at some point.

The black shadow stopped moving.

After a slight adjustment, Zhao Shanhe softened his tone and said, "Friend, I advise you not to do anything. I used to be from the police station. You can tell me anything you have to do."

"Really?"

Black Eyes suddenly spoke.

His voice is very deep.

After saying that, he snorted disdainfully and shook his head helplessly.

"It's true, of course it's true. Haven't you heard that sentence? If you have trouble, go to the police. Since you have the courage to die, why can't you live!"

"Survive? It's easy for you to say." The shadow shook his head again and sighed.

Zhao Shanhe suddenly felt that the other party's voice sounded familiar.

Although he couldn't see the other person's face, judging from the other person's voice and tone, the person in front of him should be a young man.

"I'm afraid you don't know what I've been through. My dad is a workaholic. After working all his life, he is still a grassroots employee. Moreover, his character is very irritable. He never allows others to question him, and no one can change him.

For his so-called job, he never cared about how my mother and I were doing. When I grew up, he never spent a birthday with me. Do you think such a father is qualified? Is he worthy of being my father?

"

Zhao Shanhe's mouth twitched.

He found that the father the young man described was exactly the same as him.

He is a workaholic just like this person. He has worked his whole life and achieved nothing.

In order to work, he never cared about the life and death of his family, and he had no energy to care about how they lived.

His wife does almost everything alone.

Relatives and friends have persuaded him more than once, hoping that he can be more patient and caring towards his family.

But every time he agreed verbally and then forgot all about it.

Black Eyes sighed and continued: "When other people hold parent-teacher meetings, my father will accompany them. Every time I attend the event, I act like a fool, standing alone in the corner. They all say that I am a person who has no one."

They beat me, scolded me, and stepped on my head in the mud. At that time, I really hoped that he would stand up and say a word for me, even if it was just a word, but he didn't, he never did.

No,"

As he spoke, Black Eyes couldn't help but cover his face and cry.

His back is also very desolate and pitiful.

At this moment, Zhao Shanhe's heart was hurt.

He opened his mouth, wanting to persuade the black shadow, but he didn't know how to start.

Because he is even more incompetent than this father.

Because what he did was worse than this father.

He is an unfit father. He is not qualified to evaluate others. Career is important, but family is not important?

"Then you don't need to commit suicide, right? Everything can be discussed. If you think he is not good to you, just go find him!" Zhao Shanhe hesitated and said.

"Looking for him.? Why should I look for him? Ask him to have mercy on me and give me charity? I won't do that, and I don't need to. I just want to ask you, is such a father a scumbag?"

"Yes, you are right, he is a scumbag..."

Zhao Shanhe took a deep breath and gave the answer. Rather than saying it to the black shadow, it was more like he was saying it to himself.

In fact, he realized his mistake long ago.

But he has a stubborn personality and never bows his head.

So every time he saw his ex-wife and son, he would show a very cold look.

It wasn't until he lost his son forever that he realized how stupid his behavior was.

For the sake of so-called face, he lost the last chance to apologize to his son.

Now even if he wants to say sorry, no one will listen.

This world is like this, once you miss something, you will miss it forever.

"Can one sentence of scum make up for all the mistakes? No, it shouldn't be like this. It's not enough, it will never be enough. Do you know what real despair is?"

The shadow's voice became deeper and deeper, and finally he lowered his head, his whole body falling into great sadness.

"Although I don't know what you have been through, I think there must be something worthy of your nostalgia in the whole world." Zhao Shanhe walked closer and closer, and when he saw that he was behind the black shadow, his heart was in his throat.

"Sorry, wrong answer."

The black shadow straightened up as he spoke, and then he fell from the roof like a kite with its string broken.

Zhao Shanhe quickly stepped forward but still caught the black shadow.

But he caught nothing but air.

"Bang!"

There was a loud noise and the black shadow fell solidly to the ground, and there was no more movement.

Looking at the black shadow on the ground, Zhao Shanhe felt his head buzzing and ran away desperately.

Under the streetlight, Zhao Shanhe saw the other party's face clearly.

He has a Chinese character face, short short hair, and thick eyebrows. He has seen this face before.
Chapter completed!