The weakling is reborn: the delicate one comes into my arms

"Are you getting up? Aunt Wu is making dinner."

Tang Jiao nodded, but did not stand up. Instead, he turned sideways, stretched out his arms to hug Xiao Jingchuan's waist, and pressed his face against his side.

Silent dependence, and the search for security.

Xiao Jingchuan raised his hand and placed it on the furry head, inserting his fingers into the thick and smooth hair, quietly stroking and comforting it.

The empty feeling that Tang Jiao felt when he first woke up was gradually filled and smoothed.

"hug me."

A small voice came out.

Xiao Jingchuan leaned over and took the girl out of the bed, straddling her and lying in front of her. He continued to stroke her warm hands along the back of her hair, silently comforting her.

After the two had an early dinner, they set off to the hospital.

In the car, Xiao Jingchuan briefly talked about the news that Qi Dongyang had sent him.

"The suspect has been arrested and the interrogation is intensifying."

"The direct cause of death was an impact injury on the back of the head, excessive blood loss and shock. The wound coincided with a broken wall protrusion in the alley at the scene."

Because he knew that even if Tang Jiao felt sad and sad, he would definitely want to know all the truth, so Xiao Jingchuan did not hesitate and told the story carefully.

"There were pinch marks on the neck, blow wounds on the face, multiple injuries from violent struggles on the body, and minor abrasions on the outside of the lower body."

Tang Jiao kept holding his hand tightly, his face pale.

When he heard this sentence, his breathing became even more stagnant, and he almost scratched the back of his hand to bleed.

Xiao Jingchuan held the steering wheel with one hand, reached out to grab her hand, and held it.

"There were no internal injuries, and there were no signs of violation inside her body. The preliminary inference is that she struggled violently when she was held hostage, and accidentally or out of desperation, the murderer grabbed her hair and hit the broken wall bulge."

"Because the place was a blind spot, the surveillance camera did not capture the specific process. It only captured the murderer's back with blood on his hands as he fled in panic. The police are still investigating and interrogating."

The carriage was very quiet for a while.

Tang Jiao squeezed Xiao Jingchuan's fingers hard and looked straight at the countless red car taillights in front of her, making her pupils glow red.

After a long while, she breathed lightly and asked, "Who is the murderer?"

Xiao Jingchuan's cold expression changed slightly, with unbearable expression in his eyes, and his thumb rubbed the back of her hand soothingly.

After a while he said:

"A drunk bum."

Tang Jiao felt pain in his eyes.

After a while, he asked again: "Where are the text messages?"

"I'm sure it wasn't sent by Ma Tianxi. He also has a perfect alibi. It was forged and sent by a fake base station. It is a hacker method. The police are still investigating."

"It's not an accident, it can't be an accident."

There was conviction of hatred in Tang Jiao's eyes, "Someone is pretending to be Ma Tianxi and asking her out. It's obviously the key..."

Her eyes suddenly trembled, and she turned to look at Xiao Jingchuan.

"Ma Tianxi! Why did the other party pretend to be Ma Tianxi? So I am sure that she will definitely go there after receiving the text message...

Fusheng Park... Fusheng Park is the park near Xuewei's house. It's where she and Ma Tianxi met. It was their secret base when they were young!

Except for me and Meizi, no one knew that Xuewei liked Ma Tianxi. They were completely unfamiliar with each other even in school. "

Tang Jiao frowned deeply and spoke faster and faster.

The fear in her eyes became more and more obvious, "The person who sent the text message must be someone who knows the two of them, maybe even an acquaintance."

After Tang Jiao finished speaking, the hairs all over his body stood on end.

A chill ran through my body, and goosebumps rose up.

She held Xiao Jingchuan's hand tightly, the panic and fear in her eyes almost overflowing.

"Xiao Jingchuan..."

Xiao Jingchuan held her back and said, "Don't worry, go to the police station first."

He turned the steering wheel with one hand, and the black Bugatti turned into the busy fork road and sped towards the Jingzhou City Police Station.

Qi Dongyang and Qin Li are also at the police station.

Qi Dongyang has been squatting here for most of the day for Xiao Jingchuan's explanation.

Qin Li also came over after work.

They also met Ye Xuewei when Xiao Jingchuan proposed in the villa.

Now that something like this has happened, it is only natural that those who can help should do their part.

Qi Dongyang was squatting on a stool in the police station, eating the dinner Qin Li had packed.

Turning around, he saw Xiao Jingchuan holding Tang Jiao in his arms, walking over like the wind.

"Why are you here?"

He stopped using his chopsticks, his mouth still full of stuff and his throat was choked. He took the water Qin Li handed over and swallowed hard before continuing:

"Don't worry, I will tell you as soon as there is news."

Xiao Jingchuan squeezed Tang Jiao's shoulders, looked down at his brother who was wearing a police uniform but squatting on the ground eating a box lunch, and said in a deep voice:

"Jiao Jiao found some clues."

Qi Dongyang's eyes suddenly widened, "What??"

Xiao Jingchuan kicked his shoes lightly and said, "Go in and talk."

Qi Dongyang reacted, threw away his chopsticks, and stood up quickly, "Let's go, let me call my senior brother, he is interrogating the grandson!"

"Honey, help me cover the lunch box. I'll be back later to continue eating."

After saying that, he left in a hurry.

Qin Li glanced at his back as usual, covered the lunch box properly, put it back into the takeout thermal bag, and nodded to Tang Jiao, "Go ahead."

Tang Jiao turned to look at Xiao Jingchuan, who squeezed her shoulder and said calmly: "Let's go."

In the talking room.

Tang Jiao and Xiao Jingchuan sat side by side, opposite Qi Dongyang and a cold-faced tough guy who looked familiar.

"Zhan Hao, my senior brother, you have met him before in Jiangcheng."

Qi Dongyang introduced.

Tang Jiao remembered that it was this policeman who led the team to arrest Xiaorong at the banquet.

Zhan Hao has been a criminal policeman for many years. He has a cold and vigorous style of handling cases, and he treats cases as a man who handles cases like his wife.

At this time, he just nodded and started asking for clues about the case.

Tang Jiao glanced at Xiao Jingchuan, who held his hand under the table, and began to tell everything he knew in detail.

Many times, some details that may be suspicious but would not be noticed by ordinary people are very likely to be dug up for clues in front of experienced criminal police.

After Tang Jiao finished speaking one by one, he looked at Qi Dongyang and Zhan Hao nervously.

Qi Dongyang couldn't change his temper even if he became a policeman. He immediately slapped the table and said excitedly: "This is an important clue!"

Zhan Hao nodded almost imperceptibly and confirmed again:

"The deceased told you when she was leaving get off work yesterday that she had received a text message to go to an appointment, and also emphasized Fusheng Park?"

At the beginning, Tang Jiao was very uncomfortable with the other party calling Ye Xuewei "the dead" and "the dead".

That wasn't some cold dead person, he was her good friend.

But I also understand that the police did not have any malicious intent in handling the case. They can only try to ignore those two words and try their best to cooperate with the investigation of the real culprit.

"Yes."

She nodded affirmatively.