Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

Han Feng looked at Wang Xingyi with emotion, feeling sour and bitter in his heart.

Before they met, he, who was abandoned by his biological parents, never thought that one day there would be someone who would care so much about him.

"Xing Yi..."

Han Feng was interrupted by a buzzing phone call. Wang Xingyi took out his phone and said calmly, "Wait a minute."

Then he turned around, stood in front of the window and called out "Ji An".

Han Feng sat on the bed, reached under the pillow and took out a folded piece of paper. He slowly unfolded it, looked down at the middle of the white paper, and saw the number "38" written in a very ordinary pen, and smiled happily.

So lucky.

this number.

I'm so lucky.

He can meet Xingyi.

"What are you looking at?"

He looked up and saw Wang Xingyi hung up the phone and walked towards him.

Han Feng felt guilty and quickly folded the number paper in half.

"Still hiding?!" Wang Xingyi was one step faster than him and snatched the note away.

"Xing Yi!"

Wang Xingyi glared at him, and Han Feng, who had dared to grab it just now, immediately wilted.

Turning the paper over, Wang Xingyi looked at the number on it and asked suspiciously, "Isn't this the little note inside the balloon on the day of the book giveaway? You still have it!"

Han Feng stared at the thin piece of paper and walked over shyly.

Slowly pulling the note back, Han Feng muttered, "There's no reason to throw it away."

Wang Xingyi looked at Han Feng strangely as he put the note into his pocket and said, "Do you need a reason to throw something away? If it's useless, just throw it away."

Han Feng looked at him resentfully, then lowered his head and muttered in a very low voice: "Maybe it's because it's useful that you don't throw it away."

"What did you say?"

Han Feng shook his head, and Wang Xingyi pulled over a wooden chair and sat on it.

Folding his arms and leaning on the back of the chair, he pointed at the bed and said to Han Feng, "I have something to tell you about staying overnight."

Upon hearing that the murderer who destroyed the books was going to be caught, Han Feng's expression instantly became serious.

Wang Xingyi turned on his phone and handed it to Han Feng.

"Write down the names of all the people you think might have done this."

"what?"

"what happened?"

Han Feng said in embarrassment: "I don't know who to write about."

"why?"

"Because I'm surprised this happened. In my impression, the people in the orphanage wouldn't do bad things."

"What about the teacher?"

Han Feng was shocked and said, "It's impossible! The teachers are all very nice and take good care of everyone. How could they do such a ridiculous thing? Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Wang Xingyi stared at Han Feng without blinking until he couldn't bear it anymore and asked, "What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"

Without answering Han Feng's question, Wang Xingyi sighed: "Bai Ji'an is really amazing."

"what happened?"

Han Feng was confused.

He didn't seem to say anything.

"It's like this." Wang Xingyi explained, "Do you remember the person who kept staring at you last night?"

Recalling the moment the car window rolled down, the boy's fair and handsome face, and the cold eyes looking at him, Han Feng nodded.

"remember."

"He said you are the type who won't offend others, so he asked me to ask you if you have ever had any unpleasant experiences with anyone. Also, has anyone ever offended you intentionally or unintentionally, but you didn't react at the time and chose to keep it in your heart."

Han Feng suddenly realized: "So, you asked me to write about suspicious people? Just to see if I have any answers in mind?"

"Yes."

"I'm sorry. I never had any unpleasant experiences with the teachers or my peers in the orphanage."

Wang Xingyi reached out to take back his phone and sighed, "In this case, there are only two possibilities."

"What's possible?"

"First, something did happen between you and someone, but your personality differences made you underestimate the severity of the matter. As a result, you don't think there is a problem, but others are still holding a grudge. Second, the world is not as beautiful as you think, and not all people are pure. The same goes for the orphanage."

Understanding his hidden meaning, Han Feng said sadly: "I just don't want to think badly of others."

"Ah."

Wang Xingyi was not surprised at all that Han Feng would say such a thing.

On the contrary, he reached out and scratched his ear, commenting, "If you're not naive, you're not cute."

He hates the type of people who spend all their time calculating and maliciously speculating about others.

Han Feng opened his eyes wide in disbelief. His heart, which was still filled with dark clouds a second ago, suddenly became clear.

Did he hear it right?

Xingyi said it was cute? Was it him? Or was he the type who couldn't tell the difference between a good guy and a bad guy?

"Han Feng." Wang Xingyi folded his hands on the back of the chair and said seriously: "Do you understand human nature? Do you know that it is not black and white, and everyone stands in the gray area?"

Han Feng was silent.

Wang Xingyi could feel that Han Feng understood the logic behind this.

But he didn't understand why he chose to continue to look at everyone with the eyes of "human nature is good" even though he knew everything.

Han Feng turned his head, took out the precious note hidden under the pillow and handed it to Wang Xingyi.

"If I have to find someone who has something to do with books, I can probably think of one."

"What do you mean? Who did you think of?"

"Lee Sang-won."

Seeing Wang Xingyi editing on his phone, Han Feng said quickly: "I'm just suspicious. Don't jump to conclusions without evidence!"

"Don't worry, I'm not that stupid. We won't do anything to him until there is solid evidence."

Even if they rushed out and caught Li Shangyuan now, what would happen?

Without evidence, he could just cry and complain. He could even accuse Han Feng of slander in front of all the teachers and students in the orphanage.

Han Feng had no idea of ​​the ending, but as long as he was there, it would never happen.

At the same time, on the rooftop of the private hospital opposite the orphanage.

Young Master Nie, who finally woke up, put on sunglasses, leaned back on a beach chair covered with a silk towel, and enjoyed the summer sun.

Zhao Lin was standing by, like Doraemon, constantly taking out a sunshade, a sterling silver ice bucket, a juicer, a basket of rare fruits, crystal glassware, a three-layer dessert plate... to prepare a cup of refreshing and delicious afternoon tea for the young master who was working hard to investigate the case.

After taking the mango pineapple juice, Nie Kaiyu touched Bai Jian'an first.

Bai Jianan put down the telescope, turned his head and looked at Nie Kaiyu, who treated the rooftop as a beach and investigating a case as a vacation, and was speechless.

Nie Kaiyu raised his cup until his hand was sore, and urged, “Take a sip!”

Bai Ji'an had no choice but to bite the straw.

It’s true, the moment the cool and refreshing freshly squeezed juice flows into your mouth, the refreshing effect is just like drinking a 400ml can of Red Bull.

"How is it?" Nie Kaiyu used a silver fork to pick up a piece of chocolate truffle and fed it into Bai Ji'an's mouth, "Did Wang Xingyi find out anything?"

Bai Jian nodded, then picked up the tablet and turned it over.

Nie Kaiyu took off his sunglasses, squinted at the photo on the screen, and asked, "Li Shangyuan. Does he have a grudge against Han Feng?"