Ji Conan was taken to the interrogation room and sat upright, with the chairs cold.

He thought to himself, he was so fucking unlucky. My brother was all hurt by that smelly woman Feng Feifei today.

Feng Feifei is not his wife.

In the eyes of his wife's family, he was simply a waste. Except for his wife who had a glimmer of hope for him, everyone else looked down on him.

This time she was arrested, her family was even more proud.

His chair was fixed to the point where the chain was locked in the iron ring on the ground, and his feet were locked at the other end. His hands could move, so it was impossible to escape. He had long since lost his thoughts. There were blue-gray cement reinforced concrete walls around him, with unknown thickness, unarmed, and wings could not fly.

The pre-trial officer stared at him like an eagle, wishing he could see through all his thoughts, which made Ji Conan feel furious. Since he came in and took off all his clothes, he felt that there was no difference between humans and animals, and he never had self-esteem.

Sometimes his neck tilted and his eyes didn't move. After confirming this eye nerve, Ji Conan laughed secretly. This person's quality is good, he looks so immature, but he tried hard to hide it. He has not mastered his skills and is here to act as a veteran role.

His eyes were like hawk's eyes, and the cold light flashed, but he spoke as civilized as possible. He said: "Young man, cooperate, let's talk."

Ji Conan was used to the strong light, but he just felt that the camera was dazzling. He said, "Don't turn it off, and I'll say it. If you don't turn it off, it will affect my thinking. If you say it wrong, you will also write it wrong. You don't want to write it again, start over again, right? My request is not too much. Can't this small wish be satisfied?"

The pre-trial officer shook his head and said, "It's in your house! That's not possible. If you sue us for torture, we can't explain it clearly. If you don't have this condition now, don't even think about it!"

"You will definitely not be wronged by good people. You know and I will just not say anything. If you are so tired, everyone will be tired. If you don't say much, you can do it! Don't forget that you have a deadline for handling the case. What's the benefit of delaying it like this? Touch this and think about it." Ji Conan said, pointing to his head.

"Okay, yes, close it." The pre-trial officer made a move. He stared at Conan Ji and said, "Close it." This action was very funny, as if Conan Ji was slipping away from under his nose.

Ji Conan nodded and began to tell the story. Of course, when he said it, he did not talk randomly. After thinking about it, he did not blurt out. He knew very well that every time he said a word, he might become a weapon to attack himself ruthlessly.

Ji Conan said: "You know that some things can only be done, not said, and not done; some things can only be said, not done; are there things in the world that can be said and done? The answer is yes; are there things that cannot be said or done? The answer is no. As the saying goes, man is doing, heaven is seeing, no matter how big the earth is, it is not as big as the sky, no matter how big the sky is, it is not as big as the heart, no matter how big the heart is, it is not as big as the god."

"Hey, hey, hey, stop, stop, you are talking like a madman, similar to being obsessed with the scoundrel. Don't be too lazy." The pre-trial sneered and made a T-shaped shape with his hands.

"I am a social worker, rich in experience, and love writing. Of course I am very interested in money."

"How old are you? Haven't woken up yet? Don't do this, this is not a paradise. Be more attentive and throw away your fantasies. Be kind to you, please continue. Be honest and be lenient." The pre-examination officer said with his eyes shining.

"You misunderstood. I submitted my articles to Teacher Bai two days ago, but I haven't seen any reply. I look at the content of the article carefully, and it is indeed not worth publishing. Because the article shows too much information, it will affect some people. Things that are beneficial to some people may be harmful to others. Especially before the selection of the newcomer, you must be more cautious and want to win some votes. There is no need to explain the benefits after being elected, otherwise no one will run for the election." Ji Conan explained.

"Tell me the point! What's going on? Do you understand Chinese? Do you know Chinese?" The pre-examination officer was a little impatient.

"That's the point. There is no need to say much about that article, it's already dead anyway."

"Article, article, if you write it, it's useless, then you still write it? It's so sour and stinking! When I meet you, I've gained my knowledge." The pre-trial officer said hatefully.

"Whether to write or not, what content to write, who to read, how many words to write, all these need to be re-evaluated," said Ji Conan, still sticking to his point of view.

"What a joke, I don't look back when I hit the wall? Do you still have to write it? How can I say so much? It's useless to write it!" the pre-trial sneered.

"Writing. You must write. Even if you say it wrong, it is better than not speaking. Otherwise, you will be suffocated. You need to hear different bird songs in the forest to be nice. The instruments are well coordinated and played together are more beautiful than using just one instrument. Using one instrument every day to play music will definitely be monotonous and not nice. Writing is beneficial, it can cure diseases and exercise. There are too many benefits, so you won't be useless to experience it, right?" Ji Conan asked.

"I didn't understand. What we wrote is different from you. The path we took is different from what you did. You are still optimistic in this situation. It seems that there must be someone behind you to help you, right? Keep talking!" the pre-trial officer mocked.

"Where are you! You are helping yourself. People are unreliable. My left hand was injured, maybe because I was frozen by the motorcycle in winter, and I always felt numb. My colleague's name is Andre, who came down from Shanshan and brought me four carefully selected walnuts to exercise my fingers. Although it is small, it shows that he cares about his colleagues. After a period of exercise, it is much better than before. However, occasionally he is still numb. He doesn't feel numb when typing, so typing often may be beneficial or harmless to treat his left hand. So, I need to do this more. As for whether he can publish something or whether he can get the royalties, it doesn't matter. Money is far less important than health and love." Ji Conan said.

"Are you too funny? Are you complaining? Tell the point. What does your hands have to do with this case?" asked the pre-trial.

"It's not funny, it's true. There must be content when writing an article. Just like when you interrogate me, don't you also record it?" said Conan Ji.

“What to write?”

"Anything can be done, as long as you don't do something illegal, write bravely. Natural scenery and God's creation are all good. The birds in the sky and the worms that sing lightly are worth writing about. They are very free and have no worries. In the years of life, they are always singing. The leaves are green and red, or yellow, the four seasons alternate, and the sunrise and sunset are all beautiful. As long as you listen carefully, even the crows will sing like larks. Don't think that the crow is ugly, you will only know "ah" and "ah". This bird's singing is not only those who know the bird's singing." Ji Conan said in a leisurely manner, and the pre-examination officer wanted to speak but stopped.

"You love nature, like life, are full of hope for the future, are satisfied with reality, and joy always surrounds you. Without sorrow or burden, you will know that things that people are commonplace must be different in your opinion. He feels that these are gifts, and the powerful people give them good. You should receive them happily, and you don't have to be picky. Some things that come to you may not necessarily be unlucky. The moon has its phases, people have good fortunes and good fortunes at any time, and no one knows what their tomorrow will be. Why do you always live every day with melancholy? Behind the blessing, there may be misfortune; when the disaster comes, it may be a blessing with makeup. Observe with your heart, experience with your heart, face it seriously, and rely on the help of the powerful people at any time, you will definitely overcome difficulties, walk out of the valley, and see a brilliant tomorrow."

"Stop, stop, stop, what's the use of saying so much? Who can I write it to?" the pre-trial interrupted.

"It's hard to say. If you want to see it yourself, then keep it to see if you benefit from it, whether you can bring you comfort, whether you have been released and satisfied, and the problem has been solved. If you have not achieved your goal and feel that you should share it with everyone, then publish it. Sharing with others is a good habit. Two people are always better than one. When one walks, it feels that the road is long, as if you will never be able to reach the end of the road. If you fall on the road, no one will help you. On the contrary, if two people walk, say while walking, time will pass very quickly, the journey seems to be shortened, and someone will help you if you fall. An ancient Chinese proverb is three stakes, and a hero has three helps. The rope made of three twisted strands is not easy to break." Ji Conan said.

"Something makes sense. Keep talking." The pre-trial officer asked in a spirit.

"Taking out your story to share with everyone can make more people cry and laugh with you, help you give advice, and bring you comfort. Maybe through sharing, you can help you pray and put the burden on God, you will be much more relaxed, you will become stronger and no longer weak. Through trials, you will no longer rely on your own intelligence and wisdom, but you will know how to look up and rely on who you are. When you achieve a little achievement, you will no longer be as complacent as before, and feel that you will no longer be as complacent as before.

It is obtained through your own efforts and keep the glory to yourself. When you are proud, it is easy to get carried away. When you feel that you can do everything, the ghost will devour you. At this moment, they cannot hold themselves up, but should be humble and suppress themselves, hold the hands of the powerful, take the right path, and give all the glory and praise to the powerful. In this way, you can get permanent comfort and get eternal life in the future." Seeing that the prejudice did not stop, Ji Conan said a few more words.

The pre-trial officer looked exhausted.

"How much do you want to write? Is there any more you say?" he asked suddenly.

"How many words should I write? This is not a requirement, I want to write as much as I want, and I don't have to make a work report. I have many concerns. I don't write documentary literature. I need to pay attention to image and invisible influence. Ordinary people, writing small things, will definitely not interfere with others. I don't have the suspicion of making a name for themselves. I want to write out the true feelings in my heart, not show off, and gain both fame and fortune. The motivation is very simple, it is to record your own mental journey, sort out your emotions, summarize your past, and look forward to your future." Ji Conan's eyes lit up, and he became more and more excited as he spoke.

"Writing is to comfort one's wounded heart and provide one's mind health. The goal is to leave a clean private land in the troubled world and sow a holy seed in order not to lose the conscience you once had; with a conscience, you must keep the conscience clean; keep it clean, you must have a heart to pursue the truth; with a heart to pursue the heart, you must work hard forever to get an eternal life. This is not easy. If writing is written for manuscripts and money, you must not write a good article. If you are enslaved by money, you must be the spokesperson of money. You will not tell the truth or express the truth, but will only be delicate and artificial, and deceive people." Ji Conan continued.

"How can I just say this? But I like it, continue." The pre-trial officer said with interest.

"Only by breaking away from the bondage of fame and fortune, can you liberate your thoughts and discover the true meaning of life. Money is very easy to blind people's eyes, make people unable to see the road ahead, do not understand the meaning of this life, and do not enjoy future hopes. If this happens, you will have a relatively miserable world, a gray and tasteless life. If you want to avoid this, you must give yourself some time to think in the late night and quiet moments. Don't be entangled by secular affairs all day long." Ji Conan swallowed and continued.

The pre-trial officer blinked his eyes. He looked a little sleepy.

"One of the biggest differences between humans and beasts is that people can think. Writing can help people think. If you want to be a good person, please note that this does not mean being a successful person or a rich person. The above two people are not discussed here. Most of them are ordinary people. Being a person with a conscience, a person who pursues, a person who can think, and a person who has true peace and joy requires hard work. This effort is not beyond human reach, but depends on whether you are willing to implement it. That is to give yourself a space and time to think.

, let your mind rest, even if it is only five minutes a day, let yourself think. Think about how to have a hopeful future. If possible, take out paper and pen to write it down, or turn on the computer and knock it down. Always leave some traces of thinking, and always summarize the past years. People will inevitably make mistakes, and maybe make mistakes again inadvertently, then write them down and read them casually when you have time. Perhaps it can reduce some unnecessary troubles and avoid some avoidable disasters." Ji Conan said.

"What peace? Are you safe now? I will interrogate you, aren't you afraid?" asked the pre-trial officer.

"After all, it is to seek inner peace. This is more important than anything else," Ji Conan said slowly. "The rich may not be safe inside, but will be uneasy. Because he is worried that one day his money will fly like an eagle and will never come back. The rich are not at ease in sleep. He is always worried that the thief will visit him, sweep all of it, quietly leaving without a trace, and can never find it again. The rich people are still worried that their children and grandchildren will not be able to do it. The money I have saved with hard work has been squandered by unworthy descendants, and the story of the fact that you have been squandered by unworthy descendants has been passed down to this day. Therefore, you don't have to envy those who are rich, the happiness he has may be less than half of yours. Because of money, his mind is on money and he does not pay attention to the most important things. As a result, the less you pay attention to it, the fatal thing you are. The more you are optimistic about money, it will not save your life."

"Why are you here? You know the best in your heart!" said the pre-trial officer with some impatientness.
Chapter completed!