又到了夏季。不知为什么,每到这多雨的季节,我的心绪就难以平静。 几年前,也是这样一个夏季。为采访一起案件,我随刑警支队几位同志冒着酷暑驱车前往北京。到了北京已临近傍晚,蒙蒙细雨给京城更增添几分烦躁和闷热。我拨通家里的电话告诉妻已平安到达北京。没有想到电话里却传来妻隐隐约约的哭声,妻告诉我:“三叔去世了！” Summer again. I do not know why, every rainy season, my mood is difficult to calm. A few years ago, it is such a summer. In an interview with a case, I traveled to Beijing with several comrades in the Criminal Police Detachment braving the heat of summer. Arrived in Beijing near the evening, drizzle to the capital to add a bit irritable and sultry. I dialed the phone home to tell my wife has arrived safely in Beijing. Did not think the phone was heard his wife vaguely cries, wife told me: “Third Uncle died!”