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                                纪勇涛背对着他：嗯。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君没动：勇哥，你枕头下面是不是放着枪？

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                长久的死寂，只听得见外面树叶婆娑声。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                纪勇涛的枕头下面确实放着枪。他不用伸手摸就能猜到。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君翻过身趴在枕头上，读着CD盒子上的歌单：你怕我是楚稼君。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                纪勇涛开口问：你是吗？

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君：我是许飞。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君从床头柜抽屉里摸出烟和打火机，趴着抽了起来：我要是楚稼君，你早死了千八百回了。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君：楚稼君为什么要放过你。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                旁边的纪勇涛不知想到什么，忍不住笑了笑，肩膀动了。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                纪勇涛：对，就是这点想不通。

                                

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                                楚稼君：他都知道这里在抓他了，还不跑吗？还窝你家里睡觉？他图你啥？图你每个月赚二百九？

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                他不说话了，咬着烟，瞥着旁边男人的背影。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君：等我妈来了，我要告状。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                纪勇涛：你告。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君：要三瓶可乐才会消气。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                纪勇涛：再让北方朋友给你带肯德基好不好？

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君：要的。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                纪勇涛转过身，抢过他的烟，吸掉最后一口，长长叹了口气：这次的事过去之后，你想要什么都行。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                他勉强睡了个安心的觉。第二天早上起来，抖掉床上的烟灰、洗衣服、去门外牛奶箱拿牛奶，不远处，刘纬德的家门口还留着纸灰，门口用粉笔画着圈，圈里白纸焚烧的痕迹在不断飘散。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君在门口晃了会儿，大飞跟出来，舔他的手。他带狗下楼，沿着爱呀河的河岸一直走到车票销售点，最后确认了一下班次时间——那趟班号为K503次的列车，将在明日早六点抵达A市。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                而在抵达A市前，它会停靠于A市邻近的县级车站，临停十分钟。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                那次临停，预计将在凌晨三点。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                许飞的妈妈，就在这趟列车上。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

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                                凌晨三点，K503缓缓驶入县级车站的站台。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                只有偶尔几个人上下车。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                A市，纪勇涛的家中，客厅行军床是空的。许飞说自己这两天住校，学校有考试。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                稀疏月色落在站台，有人身披阴影跳上了车厢。这是个穿着黑衣的男人，提着一个长行李包。他的脚步很轻盈，无声走过车厢过道。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                大部分的乘客都在熟睡中，包括列车员，也在休息间小憩。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                隔着玻璃窗，他看着休息室架子上挂的写字板，板子上有查票信息，记录着每个座位上的乘客姓名。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                片刻后，他在表格上找到了自己想要的名字，走向她所在的车厢。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                车厢隔间门一扇扇打开，在5号车厢的某个卧铺旁，男人停下脚步。一个瘦小的女人身影背对他躺在上铺，睡得很熟，一动不动。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                男人从口袋里掏出一卷钢琴线，双手拉开，琴弦绷紧时，发出细微的鸣音。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                黑暗的车厢里，他的神色被阴影笼罩。火车距离发动还有五分钟。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                仿佛是手术般的精密操作，他手握琴弦，伸向妇人的脖颈，连一点声息都没有惊起。宛如猫头鹰扑向鼠，肉眼几乎难以捕捉的快速干脆，琴弦已经缠住了女人的脖子——

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                然后，它松开了。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                被子滑落，人体翻向正面，只是一具假人。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                几乎是同时，男人知道自己中计，同车厢所有熟睡乘客瞬间翻身而起，枪口从四面八方对准了他。他正背面的卧铺上，纪勇涛举枪瞄准他。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                纪勇涛：袋子缓缓放地上，转过身来，手举高。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                纪勇涛：你逃不掉的，楚稼君。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                那人手里的袋子落在地上，里面果然有枪械的金属碰擦声。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                纪勇涛：转过来。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                已经有行动员向对讲器汇报：截住楚稼君了，等待指令。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                就在这时，男人转过了身。车厢里的灯被打开了，惨白灯光照亮他的脸——

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                不是楚稼君。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                虽然体型很像，带着鸭舌帽，但不是，年纪显然更大，脸上有一道可怖的刀疤。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                纪勇涛意识到，自己布的局，变成了那个人的套路——这个男人不是楚稼君，而是被买命的杀手。下一秒，男人从衣服内袋里掏出手雷，但还没来得及碰到环栓，枪林弹雨就悉数打在他身上，把他打成了蜂窝。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                整片车厢血红一片。玻璃被血色染成红琉璃，透过火烧云般流淌红艳的车窗，纪勇涛看到对面月台上有一个人影。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                ——他静静立在雪白月光下，像孩子一样大而清澈的眼睛吸饱了月色，含着某种绝望而疯狂的无助，与笑意纠缠，淹没了车厢里的人。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

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                                做噩梦刚醒的那种庆幸感，是很多人喜欢的。在提心吊胆的噩梦里挣扎，醒来时满身冷汗，却欣慰而笑。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                但是这场噩梦，不会醒了。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                一趟列车从铁路呼啸而过，遮住人影。火车开过，人影消失无踪。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

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                                楚稼君的身影晃过远处的黑夜，进了一辆轿车的驾驶座；在其他人反应过来前，纪勇涛也用最快的速度冲上外勤车，逆着火车铁轨飞驰，追逐那人的车。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                城郊夜路，只有两辆车一前一后。纪勇涛一边踩死油门，一边探出车窗向前方开枪。枪击中了前车的后车灯，第二枪打中车轮；失去了平衡的车在并不平坦的马路上颤了颤，速度慢了许多，被纪勇涛趁机追上。外勤车从一侧将它逼近山体，透过车窗，他已经能看见楚稼君的脸。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君的神色怪异，苍白面目上，眼睛大大睁着，近乎神经质地瞪视前方。在他的车被狠狠撞向山壁时，他仍然保持着这个表情。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                两人几乎同时下车，天还黑着，只有车灯诡异地照亮夜路。纪勇涛举枪对准了楚稼君，那人也举枪，但枪口对准了手里的“东西”。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                在道路另一侧是火车铁轨，一班火车飞驰而过，隆隆声不断。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                纪勇涛看清了楚稼君手里的是什么，那个“东西”阻碍了他扣下扳机——被青年提在手中的，是个孩子。很小很小的女孩子，比同龄人瘦弱，头发焉焉地贴着脸。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                那是刘纬德的女儿刘晓梦。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                刘晓梦应该在医院里，不知这个人用了什么手段，把孩子从医院偷了出来。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                血气几乎冲塌他的理智，以至于他死死咬着牙关，不知该骂什么话；楚稼君还是那副诡异的表情，没有笑意，唯有眼睛病态地睁大，直视他的双眼。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                突然，这个人笑了出来。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                没有词能准确形容这个笑声，就像锯子刮过脊柱，又好像布满划痕的卡壳CD——他歇斯底里地笑了起来，笑声尖利得几乎不像人类能发出来的。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君：啊哈……啊哈……哈哈哈哈哈哈哈哈……哈哈哈……咯咯……哈哈哈哈……

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                笑声耗尽了他肺里的氧气，他不得不喘息，吸气声也是同样的尖利。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君说，你答应过我什么？

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君反反复复问，问了几乎十几遍。他说着说着就哭了，梦梦在他手里左右乱晃，被晃醒了。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                纪勇涛不敢再刺激他：你是楚稼君。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君：你答应过我什么？！你说啊？！你答应过我什么？！

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                他又笑了起来。几乎非人的笑声和孩子尖利的哭声混杂，回荡在深夜公路。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君：你不说我就杀了她！

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                纪勇涛：我说会陪你走。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君：那就走啊！说出口了又反悔算什么东西？！

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                纪勇涛：你把手里的小孩子放下来。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君抱紧梦梦：我不要，放了她，你肯定对着我开枪。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君轻声：勇哥，你把枪放下嘛，你放了枪，我就放了她。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                纪勇涛没动。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君：我数到三哦？你不放开枪，我就崩掉她一只耳朵。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君：三。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                他直接把枪口抵住梦梦耳朵。纪勇涛不得不蹲下身，将枪放在地上。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                纪勇涛：她爸爸对你挺好的，你想想别人对你的好。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君抱着梦梦，脸贴着小孩子的头顶，点点头：我记得。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                纪勇涛：我对你有哪里不好吗？你没必要这样做的。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君：你们对我都好，但你们对我好，因为我是许飞。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                他抬眼，眼眶泪红看着对面：如果我是楚稼君，你们一开始就不可能对我好。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                纪勇涛：你抢劫杀人还劫持人家孩子，你让别人怎么看你？但你把孩子放下，一切就好商量了。楚稼君，我们知道你情况特殊，你很小的时候……

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君：你平时不是这么和我说话的。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                他的声音已经冷到了冰点。纪勇涛在记忆中，也找不到用这语调说话的许飞。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君：勇哥，我是没办法。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                纪勇涛：对的，我们知道你是没办法。会从宽的。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君吃吃笑了：真的呀？会从宽？多宽？

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                纪勇涛：不杀你。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君的眼睛亮闪闪的：真的呀？

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君：你当我三岁小孩呐？！

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                他的身体微微颤抖，把孩子抱得更紧，梦梦没有力气哭了，只能啜泣。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君：……勇哥，说真的，我是真的没办法。我没得选。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                纪勇涛也知道，这人根本不会上什么“从宽”的当：你第一次没得选，第二次呢？你养父死了之后，你明明有得选。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君：我有个屁的选？！他妈的那时候不管是不是从犯都一样毙了，都杀那么多人了，就算受胁迫作案也一样会被毙，你告诉我我怎么选？！

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                他喘息片刻，摇了摇头：我就想活。杀多少人都行，反正我要活。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君将梦梦轻轻往下放，他抱着最后的希望，用哀求的眼神看向纪勇涛：勇哥，你真的不和我走吗？

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                纪勇涛：你走不掉的。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君：那好。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君：那是你逼我的。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                话音落，他突然把孩子丢向火车铁轨——远处响起隆隆声，火车将近；纪勇涛别无选择，冲向铁轨去救孩子。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                在他将梦梦拽回怀里的瞬间，火车呼啸而过。纪勇涛松了口气，他转过身，准备回车子那。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                但是，一双眼睛等在他身后，凝视着他。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                ——根本来不及反应，太阳穴就挨了一记重击，纪勇涛整个人被打翻在地。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君看着地上的男人，丢掉他的枪，因为打击太重，这把枪的枪托甚至变形了。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君：勇哥，做人还是得讲诚信的。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君：我还是决定，得把你一起带走。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                外勤车沿着道路飞驰，东方破晓，天色微微苍白起来。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                纪勇涛的手被绑在后座车窗上方的拉手上，头上的血染红了半边衬衫。楚稼君把油门踩到底，偶尔瞥一眼到后面：要不要去医院呀？

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君：咱们去医院好不好？先去包扎一下，然后找个地方吃饭。常熟有家老店的盖浇面特别好吃……勇哥？你还听得见吗？

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                纪勇涛的左耳还没有恢复听力，应该和头部受创有关。前面的声音好像离得很远，带着微微的叹息声。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君：勇哥，你别觉得我天生就这样，我很可怜的。我但凡有得选……

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                他不停地絮叨：这世上那么多坏人，我给你们介绍几个，好多呢，够你们抓一年的。这样划算呀，你抓我一个人又没啥用。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君：这世上好多坏人呢，干啥盯着我一个人抓？我以后保证从良，金盆洗手，我写保证书好不好？你就当不知道我的事，回去和单位说抓错人了……

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                伤口又剧烈痛起来。纪勇涛低声怒道：你杀人时候怎么不怕被毙？

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君：我又不是为了杀他们才杀他们的，我是有目的在的。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君嘀咕：而且，我能杀他们，你们又毙不掉我。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                纪勇涛：那为什么要继续这样活？买个假身份，过普通人的生活，你也未必会被抓到。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君：我又没读过书，除了这个啥都不会呀。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                纪勇涛忍无可忍：你他妈的工地搬砖都不会吗？！

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                下一秒，尖利的刹车声响起，一个急刹，纪勇涛重重向前面撞去。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                车里陷入短暂的寂静。透过后视镜，他看见了楚稼君的眼神。被那种眼神笼罩的东西，仿佛下一秒就会被扫射成碎片。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君：——你以为我不会杀你吗？

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                紧接着，那双眼睛合上了，他弓起身子，深呼吸了好几次，然后摇了摇头，重新发动了车子；语气又恢复了正常，只是带着轻微的颤抖。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君：勇哥，你别作死。你还有妈妈在老家呢。我要是弄死你，她怎么办？

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                纪勇涛：她有男人有孩子，没我什么事。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君：你这人怎么这样啊？没良心。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君：哎，勇哥，我这次可真的好多东西没带走，咋办？嘿嘿嘿……待会儿车没油了，你有油卡嘛？有带钱吗？

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君：借我点钱，以后还你。唉，以后有一段时候要靠着你那二百九过日子了。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君：勇哥？勇哥？你别生我气嘛，我真的是没办法。哎，你想要啥？等我弄到钱了，我都给——

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                话音未落，一双被铐住的手从后面套住他的脖子，死死拉近座椅靠枕，企图勒死他；楚稼君挣扎着，车子失去平衡；在公路上乱飘。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                刚才那一下急刹带来的拉扯，让车窗拉手松脱了，被穿在里面的手铐也滑了出来。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                他从纪勇涛手里挣扎出来，还没来得及稳住方向盘，头发就被揪住，那人扯住他的长发，狠狠将他的脑袋往方向盘上撞。每一下撞击，车子都会发出可笑的喇叭声，楚稼君用尽全力将他推开，满脸是血。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                但纪勇涛的目标不是他，在这样的情况下试图肉搏打赢对方是个豪赌，他的目标是副驾驶座的座位——外勤车的副驾座位下面放着备用枪支，只要拿到枪……

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                他的身体从后座扑向前座，被铐住的手伸向座椅下方。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君捂着头，在眩晕中拔出刀，捅向男人的肩膀；纪勇涛整个人都翻到了副驾，左肩挨了结实的一刀，也就在这时，手摸索到了座椅下的枪。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                他回身举枪对准楚稼君，只听见铿锵一声，匕首打开枪口，但下一秒握刀的手就被踹中，匕首滑落到了离合器下面；楚稼君一脚踹在他腹部，车体剧烈晃动，纪勇涛被踹在副驾那侧的车门上，车门也因为这冲击力而打开。失去控制、借着惯性靠近山崖的车上，纪勇涛半身都悬在车外，肩膀甚至被地面摩擦到。失控的车很快贴近山崖那一侧，他半身悬空，风从下方呼啸而起。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                也就在这一瞬，他举枪，正式对准了楚稼君。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                那人也找回了匕首，扑向纪勇涛。然而，枪口比刀尖到得更快。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                近在咫尺的黑色枪口。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                纪勇涛扣下扳机。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                保持着那种怔怔的表情，楚稼君的眼睛微微睁大了。与此同时，两人都听见了那个改变了命运轨迹的声音——

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                卡壳声。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                这把老旧的枪，卡壳了。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                楚稼君的双唇颤动了一下。他微微向后退了退，被血染成粉色的眼眸充满了难以置信。双唇的颤动愈演愈烈，它终于发出了声音——

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                是撕破黎明寂灭的野兽咆哮，是疯子的尖叫，是孩子的哭。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                很多年、很多年后，这声尖利漫长、撕心裂肺的嚎叫，徘徊在他的每个噩梦里。

                                

                        

                        

                        

                        

                                几乎不像是人类能发出的嚎叫，那张阴柔的脸目眦欲裂，气息血红，就像是古代鬼故事的鬼变——披散的长发被血黏成一缕一缕贴在他的脸上身上，与所有的绝望、失望、崩溃、无助一起，涌向纪勇涛。


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