After the president became depressed, he was taught by the mirror ghost to fall in love!

After the two returned, they were in rare harmony. Guan He talked more than usual, which made the woman very happy.

The next day, Guan He left her a bank card before going to work, but still reminded her not to run around, because his mother was not good at directions and could get lost even with the navigation.

After Guan He left, the woman studied today's menu and took the time to call the newspaper in Changqing Town.

The newspaper office over there is still there, just a little bit depressed. I guess it will close down soon.

"Hello? Old Xie."

The woman lit a cigarette and took a long drag: "Let me ask you something."

"What else can we ask? What else can we ask about in our small town?"

"Yes, it's a case from 20 years ago. The information we investigated at that time is still there, right? Can you help me find it?"

The woman was silent for a while and then sighed: "Can you help me? I beg you for help, okay?"

She sat down and remembered to open the window for some fresh air. After they chatted for a while, she smiled happily and said, "I knew you were a good friend. Okay, then you can help me find the information these few days. Find both the leaked and the unreleased information. I'll send you a few bottles of wine later!"

She relaxed only after hanging up the phone. Guan He came back a little late for several days in a row, basically around eleven o'clock.

Guan He always reminded the woman not to wait for him, but his mother was stubborn and insisted on leaving the lights on for him and waiting for him to come back and watch him finish his meal before going to bed.

Guan He would always express his disapproval, but he was obviously not opposed to contacting his mother.

Guan He worked overtime at the company that night and it was really late. He looked at the time and it was already past eleven o'clock. He estimated that he would not be back until after one o'clock. He thought about calling his mother and asking her not to wait for him, but his phone had run out of battery and turned off automatically.

Guan He hesitated for a moment, sighed, and thought, forget it. His mother is not going to listen to him even if he beats her.

The woman in the villa frowned slightly as she looked at the clock in the living room. She picked up her cell phone and was about to call Guan He, but suddenly another call came in.

"Hello? Old Xie!"

"Is there any news?! Is this true? Hurry up! Let me hear it!"

The woman was obviously delighted. She wanted to call her son and tell him after listening to the story. However, what Mr. Xie said made the woman stunned.

She swallowed softly and whispered, "Are you sure he had time to commit the crime?"

After receiving an affirmative answer from the other side, the woman's fingers gradually tightened. She suddenly felt a little flustered. However, at this time, the sound of entering a password came from the door outside.

"Sorry, wrong password."

“Ding ding ding… Sorry, wrong password…”

The woman's eyes widened as she slowly backed away. She whispered into the phone, "I'll talk to you later."

However, at this moment, a cold electronic sound suddenly sounded: "Ding! Input successful! Welcome home!"

...

Guan He finally managed to charge his phone. He stretched and called his mother, but the phone rang for a long time but no one answered.

"You won't wait until you fall asleep, will you?"

Guan He laughed helplessly and didn't care. He looked at the time and it was twelve twenty. He estimated that he would go back around one o'clock.

He didn't want to keep his mother waiting, so he quickly took the car keys and rushed back.

It was indeed a little too late now, and the roadside lights were out. Guan He drove very slowly. He always played it safe, so he drove with low beams on. It was not until 12:50 that his villa could be vaguely seen.

However, at this moment, a gray van passed by Guan He's Mercedes-Benz at the left turn. Guan He turned his head in surprise, wondering how such an old van could be driving in a wealthy area.

But he didn't think much about it. He stopped the car and saw that the house was still brightly lit.

Guan He smiled and entered the password. Then he heard, "Entry successful! Welcome home!" But then Guan He's pupils contracted and his body trembled uncontrollably.

There was a pool of blood in the living room, and even the walls were splattered with blood.

The house was in a mess and it was obvious that a violent quarrel and fight had taken place. The mother was lying on the ground with her beautiful red hair covering her face.

"mom!!"

Guan He dropped his briefcase and laptop and hurriedly picked up his mother, who was lying on the ground and didn't know whether she was alive or dead. A dagger was stuck in her abdomen and large amounts of blood soaked Guan He's shirt and pants.

"Mother!!"

Guan He's brain short-circuited for two seconds and he suddenly remembered the suspicious van. He struggled to hold his mother and was about to call the emergency number, but suddenly a sirens sounded at the door.

A room full of policemen swarmed in and pinned Guan He to the ground, with the cold muzzle of their gun pressed against his head.

Guan He stared and suddenly realized that he had fallen into a huge trap. Then the one who killed his mother was...

The criminal who escaped arrest twenty years ago!

He must have discovered that Guan He had been investigating the case, so Guan He should have been the one to be killed tonight!

Just because he was not at home, the victim became his mother! The murderer played the thief crying thief again, not only killing his mother but also killing himself!

Guan He's hands were handcuffed behind his back and he was forcibly taken into the police car. The leading police officer reported to the criminal police officer who was smoking nearby: "Captain Jiang! The suspect Guan has been controlled! His mother is no longer breathing, but we still called 120."

Jiang Jincheng said "hmm" in a muffled voice, and then waved his hand: "You go back first."

After sending the police away and watching the police car going away, Jiang Jincheng slowly exhaled a smoke ring and then silently dialed the phone: "Hello? Jun Li..."

"Your friend is in trouble."

...

Jun Li drove all the way to the police station with Bai Ze at around 2 a.m. When Jiang Jincheng saw him coming, he immediately took them both into his office.

He looked at Jun Li very seriously and whispered, "The situation is very bad now. The murder weapon in Guan He's mother Song Fu's abdomen only had the fingerprints of Guan He and Song Fu. After preliminary inspection, there were no fingerprints of a third person."

"And according to preliminary investigations, Guan He and Song Fu have a bad relationship. Now everyone can see that Guan He and his mother Song Fu had a quarrel and fought, and Guan He accidentally killed someone."

Jun Li was about to argue upon hearing this, but Jiang Jincheng first waved his hand to signal Jun Li not to get excited.

"You know what I meant by secretly informing you late at night. I will try my best to buy you some time to investigate this case."

Jiang Jincheng sighed and was obviously having a headache. He really didn't understand what was wrong with Jun Li. He always caused trouble wherever he went.

"Officer Jiang."

Jun Li rubbed his eyes tiredly as well: "Would it be convenient for me to go in and talk to Guan He for a while?"

Jiang Jincheng was silent for a moment and then nodded: "Theoretically, it's impossible, but I don't talk about theory."

"I'll give you fifteen minutes. No matter what you ask, you have to tell me in fifteen minutes."

Jun Li responded and immediately stood up and followed Jiang Jincheng into the interrogation room. Because of Jiang Jincheng's special approval, no one dared to stop them.

After Jiang Jincheng sent Jun Li and Bai Ze out, he gently locked the interrogation room. He knocked on the door and reminded them again: "Come out in fifteen minutes!"

Jun Li looked at Guan He who was handcuffed and shackled. His face was full of fear and shock. His hands were deeply buried in his head and he never raised them from beginning to end.

"Guan He."

Jun Li's voice was extremely calm. He glanced at the surveillance camera, was stunned for a moment, and then smiled.

"Guan He, tell me."

Jun Li squatted down and looked at the haggard Guan He in front of him and said word by word: "What happened?"