Live From The Murder Scene

He Chuanzhou put on his gloves, stood at the communication place between the living room and the study, chose a position with a clear vision, and scanned the house structure roughly.

Technical reconnaissance personnel with their own equipment are conducting detailed surveys and evidence searches at various locations. The rhythm of work is very familiar, but there is something wrong with the atmosphere.

He Chuanzhou turned his head and glanced at the living room.

Tian Rui sank deep in the sofa, without a word, his expression was numb, like a puppet with a cut thread, lifeless.

She turned her head again and glanced at the study.

The firmament stood in front of the bookcase against the wall, looked at the text on the spine of the book, and judged the purpose of the book.

Xu Shi's gaze was too strong, and Qiu Cang looked back at her, making a confused expression.

He Chuanzhou whispered in praise: "The job is well done." He convinced Tian Rui so quickly, and once again led the lower-level police to work overtime reasonably.

The firmament did not dare to take credit. After all, she was not the person who paid for the medical expenses, so she quickly introduced: "It's all the credit of Brother Q."

He Jueyun said modestly: "Where and where, the main thing is to move with affection, and to know with reason."

The firmament secretly corrects, it is to move with money, and to know with money. The temptation that no one can resist.

He Chuanzhou, a new school of water master, said: "All are good, all are good. They all helped a lot."

Seeing the sky, He Chuanzhou only stood and looked at it, but never did it. He approached and asked, "What are you looking for?"

Qiu Cang said: "Love."

He Jueyun put her shoulders on her shoulders, hooked her hands and took her to the balcony, saying, "What are you sighing? If you feel tired, go outside to bask in the sun."

The firmament grabbed the door frame and said helplessly: "I mean feelings. Things that can prove Han Xiao's emotional journey. Love letters, love poems, diaries, briefings, photos, or other things that can prove. I want to know that Han Xiao is right to Tian Zhaohua. What kind of mentality does she have. Does she have another lover? If her heart belongs to another person, who is the other party, does it suddenly disappear."

It seems a bit difficult to find an air person who does not know when to disappear.

The firmament took He Jueyun's hand away and asked, "Understood?"

He Chuanzhou had a meeting with He Jueyun, and felt that he could understand it. Then, relying on his own understanding, he scattered to various rooms to search.

Judging from Han Xiaohui's reading of Tian Rui's poems, she once had a passion for someone. And she never argued to Tian Rui that the person was Tian Zhaohua, which shows that she also thinks such behavior is disgraceful.

Generally speaking, if Han Xiao is really cheating, or mentally cheating, she should hide the relevant evidence in a more private place to avoid letting Tian Rui detect the abnormality. And if not, the person who gave her flowers and wrote poems is her dear husband, then she has no need to hide them.

The firmament rummaged in the study, and He Jueyun went to Han Xiao's bedroom.

He Jueyun opened the bottom drawer of the bedroom closet and checked them one by one. In addition to the infrequent toolboxes, bags, and changing of socks, there is also a drawer of women's underwear that has not accidentally turned over.

He Jueyun tried to close the drawers without changing his face, but when he took a closer look, he felt that there was something underneath the underwear that made them so high.

He Jueyun looked around and found that no one was paying attention to this side, so he bent over and pushed aside the neatly placed underwear to see what was underneath.

The soft touch, white, is a layer of old towels that are not often used, which should be used to prevent moisture.

He Jueyun pressed his fingers with his fingers, and found that there was still a difference, so he pulled the towel away again and turned out two document pockets from underneath.

He Jueyun opened the bag and poured out all the contents to check it again.

What are stored are some bank cards, real estate certificates, and some important property rights documents.

He Jueyun remembered the meticulousness of the draft paper when Qiu Tian collected the information before. He was afraid that Han Xiao would also have this habit, and there were no mistakes or omissions in the several receipts bound together.

Now, he finally knows what Han Xiao's stock account is and what financial management purposes she uses for the funds. It seems that Tian Rui can't get so much working capital in a short time.

Han Xiao actually has a small safe at home, which is placed in the study, but she has a clever idea of ​​hiding all the most important items in this place. It's not a pervert or carpet search that is not easy to find out.

As soon as this thought flashed through He Jueyun's mind, he was aware of the abnormality, and he angrily "pooh" to the side.

If something is wrong, you can still scold yourself in a circle.

He Jueyun carefully placed a few pieces of underwear and returned to their original positions, then got up and prepared to go out. As soon as he turned around, he saw Qiancang leaning against the door with a meaningful face, not knowing how long he had been watching.

He Jueyun was startled, but he choked back to his chest before breathing out, almost out of his body. He quickly explained: "Don't get me wrong!"

The firmament blinked, and said intimately: "I didn't misunderstand."

He Jueyun wanted to smash his head on the cabinet door, but his anxious explanation made him appear a little guilty: "I really don't have any special hobbies, I just think there is something underneath! Don't look at me like this. Right? As for me?"

The firmament said sincerely: "Not so."

She is obviously so cooperative, but He Jueyun always feels that she is thinking of some weird waste in her mind, so that the windows of her soul are full of wretchedness. But her expression was so innocent, which made He Jueyun suspect that the really wretched person was actually herself.

He helplessly raised his hand and wiped his face, remembering that he still had something in his hand, as a final remedy: "Look, what is this?"

The firmament glanced, not willingly cooperating: "Wow...Is this a document?"

He Jueyun choked on her and suffered a heart attack several times. The familiar feeling of myocardial infarction brought back his IQ who had already left. He directly changed the subject with less clever means.

"I didn't find anything useful, what about you?"

The sky shook his head regretfully: "Neither. Many medical books in the study are covered with dust. It can be seen that Han Xiao doesn't clean often, and he doesn't usually read it. The rest is... mediocre."

He Jueyun thought for a while and then said, "I didn't find anything related to Han Xiao's love, but I found some paintings by Tian Rui. Would you like to take a look?"

He Jueyun turned over the things from the utility room. It should be the paintings that Tian Rui drew when he was a child. They were all sealed with plastic paper and arranged neatly. Because it is properly stored, the paper is not damaged, but the color becomes a little dull.

The top one is a scene of a little girl holding hands with a woman in a white dress standing outdoors. Old and simple wooden houses, scattered white flowers, bright and bright sun, lush woods. There are also deep mountain roads and winding streams around, which is a kind of quiet and indifferent pastoral life.

The firmament scrolled down a few pictures, but after witnessing Tian Rui's more mature painting skills, nothing else was discovered, so he put them back one by one.

Seeing her finish reading, He Jueyun was about to take things over, holding the edge of the drawing paper with both hands, but the sky did not let go.

"Hello?" He Jueyun thought she had discovered something, so he knelt down and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Qiu Cang stared at the painting in front of him, frowning slightly, as if trying to remember. However, she read the memory twice, without any results, and finally shook her head and returned the things to him.

He Jueyun put the painting in a positive direction, then took a second look, and asked in doubt, "Is there a problem with this painting?"

"No problem, I just think the scene in the painting is a bit familiar." Qiu Cang felt that maybe he was too sensitive. "Probably the scenery described in the fairy tale book is like this."

The small wooden house in the forest has a very common theme. Children like to draw all the beautiful forest elements, so there is nothing strange about the content. At the first glance, the firmament didn't pay much attention, but at the second glance, her gaze stayed for two more seconds unconsciously.

I couldn't find the reason, maybe, it was just a certain detail inside that gave her such an illusion.

He Jueyun murmured suspiciously, "Really?"

The firmament said: "Well, it doesn't matter, I have already remembered the details, you can put it back."

He Jueyun put the painting in the box again, sealed it, and closed the wooden door of the utility room.

He Chuanzhou came out from the balcony and shook his head towards the two of them, indicating that the situation on their side was also unsatisfactory. He took the files in He Jueyun's hand again, and said that he would go back and integrate the data to see if there was any connection between them.

He Jueyun said disappointedly: "I got nothing, this is."

After he finished speaking, he didn't get a response, only to find that Qiu Cang was staring at Tian Rui on the sofa for an instant. After a while, he faintly uttered three words: "Not necessarily."

"Tian Rui."

The firmament did not walk over, she yelled over two meters away.

Tian Rui was suddenly called by her name, and instantly felt a shade of shame climb up her back, making her straighten her waist subconsciously.

Her gaze passed through the gap between the counters and looked towards the sky. Even though there is still some distance from her, I still feel weary.

"You said the love poems your mother received, where did they go?"

Tian Rui had an extremely pessimistic premonition in her heart, and that premonition made her refuse to face everything. Intuition tells her that sometimes ignorance is a lot more lucky. She has reached the border of the abyss and can't go forward.

"I don't know." Tian Rui thought her voice could be calm, but the first word she uttered exposed her anger.

"I don't know." She slowed down and said again.

"Did you not keep anything?" There were not many ups and downs in the sky, and Tian Rui heard the words with spikes. "When your mother handled those things, you didn't feel pity, but left some? Or, do you remember the details of those gifts?"

Tian Rui couldn't help it in the end, his emotions exploded like a mountain torrent. She interrupted the firmament loudly and asked, "What about you? Don't you have any empathy?"

The firmament stopped talking. Tian Rui collapsed and continued: "I don't want to investigate this matter anymore, let it end, even if I beg you. I don't want to know what my mother has in the past, not at all! You don't want to prove to me anymore. How unbearable my family is, even asking me to provide you with so-called evidence. Are you enough? Do you think this is absurd?!"

He Jueyun has no interest in bullying a little girl, but he really approves of Tiancang's "naive" comment.

Several police officers who were working around stopped working together and looked at the two men at war. They winked at each other, but didn't know how to make it happen.

The firmament said amusedly: "Empathy?"

Tian Rui stood up and said excitedly, "What's so funny about this? Do you know how it feels like the parents who love yourself leave one after another? I'm already very tired. I hope they are perfect at least in my heart. Isn't that OK!"

"I really don't know," Qiu Cang said coldly. "When I learned to analyze emotions, they were long gone."

Tian Rui's chest rose and fell violently, and he let out two dry laughs: "You have never experienced it, you are better than me. At least you don't have to be so sad."

"I don't know what you are talking nonsense."

The firmament passed through the wooden cabinet and stood face to face with Tian Rui. With a gloomy expression on her face, her gaze fell straight on Tian Rui, as if to bury her.

"Yes, I haven't experienced any loving parents, but how do you know the pain that you never had? If you want to escape, you can regret it, you can pretend to know nothing, let so many people around you come to comfort you, etc. Let them give you the result. Do you think that everyone can be like you without facing the world soberly, can you still live well? Little sister, if you are only twelve now, I will indulge you today, but you You are already twenty, and you have passed the age of fearless innocence. Shouldn't you be more sober?"

The firmament pointed to the police officer on the side and said, "You think these people who have no empathy work overtime here, staying up late, having nightmares, and earning a meager salary. Are they trying to add congestion to you? In order to explore the ethical relationship between your parents? Do you know what duty is? Your precious empathy, which has not been wiped away by reality, can influence all the evils in this world and maintain social order ? Then why don't you use your empathy to save Fan Huai? Have you decided to give up your alliance now?"

Tian Rui swallowed hard, squatted on the ground holding his head, covering his ears.

The firmament lifted his chin and looked at her with half-closed eyes, his steps were slow, but he approached her irresistibly.

"I'm telling you, when I was your age, I was taken to the police station for repeated interrogation because a student killed someone. Your empathy is useless to me, and I can't feel at ease. As it’s nothing to do, watch more and more people die, and then let the murderer come to me, point to my nose and tell me, look! They died because of you! What kind of empathy is this? Called selfishness."

Tian Rui's thin back trembled.

The black toe of the sky was less than twenty centimeters away from her. The cold and hard words fell one by one.

"Yes, or not? Answer me."

Tian Rui's breathing was disordered, biting his lips, his inner stubbornness kept colliding and fighting with various emotions, and he never dared to look up at the sky.

"Everything was burned. She said she didn't want to see things and people." She closed her eyes tightly and sobbed, her voice was vague, "...I secretly kept one, and I caught it in the elementary school Chinese textbook. ..."

He Jueyun was the first to react, and rushed to the utility room for the first time. From the boxes stacked on the wall, he found Tian Rui's elementary school textbooks.

He Chuanzhou followed and accompany him to search together.

Soon, a piece of jammed paper fell from the page of the book.

"it is this!"

It was a piece of pink cardboard with a short poem written in black ink without a signature. Tian Rui drew a few strokes in the corner, and added some love, with her careful thoughts.

The content of this modern poem is gentle and euphemistic, not a straightforward love poem. If it weren't for Tian Rui's accidental leak, even if they saw it with their own eyes, they would not associate it with anything else.

In order to investigate this case, He Chuanzhou has studied all the evidence, and of course he also read Tian Zhaohua's handwriting. Roughly speaking, this card should not be written by the same person, because the pen point is very different.

"It's a pen." Although He Chuanzhou's tone was calm, the corners of her lips still exposed her excitement. "There are not many people who can write with pens. This person has obvious signs of training. Maybe related majors. The people here can recognize it."

The airtight pressure has been shrouding everyone for several months. At this time, I finally saw a glimmer of sky, and there was a sense of relief in a moment. Several uncomfortable police officers almost yelled out.

He Chuanzhou nodded towards the sky, carefully put the card into the evidence bag, and handed it to the technical detective on the side.

Qiu Cang knelt down, patted Tian Rui's back lightly, and boasted, "Good job."

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