star hunter

This room is not big, there is only room for a bed, a set of tables and chairs, and two low cabinets, it doesn't look like a girl's boudoir in the age of cardamom.

Although the furnishings are simple and outdated, the color tone is unexpectedly warm. The curtains, bedding, and sheets are all pink, and there are two teddy bears, one big and one small at the head of the bed, which finally make this narrow room Decorated with a little freshness.

Yingying was doing her homework, and the desk lamp in her hand seemed to have faded even the light she emitted. She was weak, and she was about to retire.

Zhong Yuncong stood between the bed and the aisle of the cabinet, in a dilemma. There was only one chair in this room, and he was too embarrassed to sit on the girl's bed—even though the girl was young, he still had to be careful.

When he was in a dilemma, the little girl turned her head and smiled at him: "It's okay, sit down."

Unexpectedly, all his little thoughts were seen through, Zhong Yuncong sat down embarrassedly scratching his head, and smiled shyly: "Thank you very much."

Yingying's silhouette was extraordinarily soft reflected by the dim light, she shook her head: "I should be the one thanking you. Thank you for being here with me, Brother Yun."

Of course, this was the order of Su Da's magistrate, but it didn't mean that without Zhong Yuncong's own intention, no one would feel at ease to let a little girl who was about to be orphaned stay by herself.

He felt a little pity for the girl: "It's nothing, just keep busy with your work."

The little girl continued her homework, Zhong Yuncong stared at her slender back, but there was a little confusion in her eyes.

To be honest, he doesn't quite understand Yingying's current state, which doesn't match his perception of teenage girls - she just lost her mother not long ago, maybe she won't see her again in this lifetime, but she doesn't cry or cry Noisy, even entertaining him as a guest with the attitude of a host, and now quietly doing homework assigned by the school.

Zhong Yuncong knew that she shouldn't judge the people in the "isolated island" by the inherent standard. She was different from the carefree girls outside. The dire environment and the mixed life of poverty forced her to mature as soon as possible. Arise, so that you can face the terrible world.

Even though he understood everything, he still thought that this child was too sensible.

Maybe it's because she's not used to showing her emotions, or maybe she doesn't want to cause trouble to him, but no matter what the reason is, her mother, who gave birth to her and raised her and loved her for more than ten years, is gone and never returns, so her mood should fluctuate to some extent. It's not like this... calm as water.

Am I being too pedantic?Or do I have a generation gap with this kid?Zhong Yuncong thought in a daze, if it was the latter, it would be too shocking.

But no matter what he really thought, he didn't show it in front of Yingying.

I don't know what's going on with the Sheriff of Su Da, but I guess it's almost time to arrive at the security station.He was sitting upright, staring intently at the listless desk lamp, the object of his thinking had changed.

How would he interrogate Ms. Miao?According to his temperament, he probably does business in a strict manner. It's just that he has been a neighbor for so many years, and he has some sympathy. , maybe not so particular.

If I were him, I'd rather avoid it.Zhong Yuncong thought silently, he has no interest in making mistakes for himself.

"Brother Yun."

The room was quiet for a long time, causing Zhong Yuncong to completely immerse himself in his own world. Yingying's voice "woke him up", his body tensed reflexively, and then relaxed after recovering, he wanted to hide it Di smiled at the little girl: "Yes!"

Yingying put the pen in the middle of the open notebook, and gently closed the notebook. After finishing all this, she turned around and put the notebook on the back of the chair. Looking at him with big eyes: "Do you think my mother is a murderer?"

Zhong Yuncong was moving his numb feet, and the other party's sudden question caught him off guard, and his raised right foot was hanging in the air. He was a little sensitive to this question, because it was something he had just been thinking about but couldn't ask for. doubt.

It wasn't until his right leg became sore again that he realized that he had kept this funny posture for too long and made Yingying wait too long.

He freed his feet, cleared his throat by the way, and was about to say "I can't say that, after all, I'm just a fake No. But he turned a corner.

"No." He was surprised by the answer he blurted out, but now that he had said everything, he repeated it firmly, "I don't think she is."

The girl lowered her eyes, and a shadow fell under her eyes: "You too...do you think so?"

The inexplicable use of the word "also" made Zhong Yuncong heave a sigh of relief. He didn't have time or he didn't want to go into the whole story. He hesitated for a moment, but still asked the question that he had been curious about for a long time: "Yingying, you Mom, does she... have supernatural powers?"

The girl raised her head and looked at him in surprise: "No. At least for so many years, she has never been revealed in front of me. Besides, people with supernatural powers are basically under the control of the Administrative Bureau."

Zhong Yuncong nodded, this answer was expected, and Ms. Miao didn't look like she had supernatural powers.

Yingying looked at him cautiously: "Is there any supernatural power... is it related to those cases?"

She is really sharp, and Zhong Yuncong didn't hide it from her: "Yes, those series of disappearances and the murder upstairs, if nothing unexpected happened, were done by people with supernatural powers."

Just the fact that Miao Lingzhi has no supernatural powers is enough to rule out suspicion in his case.

What's more, Zhong Yuncong really didn't think that Ms. Miao was someone who could do so many things, mainly because she didn't have the brains and ability.

The girl seemed frightened by this bold deduction, she blinked her eyes, and then said tremblingly after a while: "How did Brother Yun know..."

"Uh..." He retracted the frankness just now, he couldn't explain to the little girl that he might also have supernatural powers, so he pushed the matter to Su Xian's side, "I'm listening to Officer Su Said."

Yingying smiled, teasingly said: "The relationship between you and Brother Xian is truly extraordinary."

Zhong Yuncong was embarrassed, and thought that if this word got to someone's ears, he might be beaten severely.

"It would be great if we could find the real culprit." In order to change the subject, Zhong Yuncong said hastily, besides deception, there was also an element of sincerity in it, "That way you can clear your mother's innocence..."

"Do you think everyone will be happy that way?" Yingying suddenly laughed when she heard this, her smile looked a little sad, "Brother Yun, don't you understand? No matter whether my mother is innocent or not, she will answer the question." not coming."

Zhong Yuncong was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized that the fact that Miao Linzhi had entered the stage of illness reached Su Xian's ears through him. According to the usual behavior here, Miao Linzhi must be sent to the West City.

She won't come back, it's almost a certainty, and he was Zhong Yuncong who struck the first hammer.

After Zhong Yun understood it, he suddenly felt a deep sense of guilt. Although Ms. Miao's illness could not be hidden for long, and he told Su Xian about it early and even did his part for social security. After all, no one can guarantee the disease. What crazy things would the player do after entering the mid-to-late stage—but no matter how much he convinced himself, this guilt still lingered.

Did I harm her... Zhong Yuncong asked himself, and the answer he got was - yes.

For a moment, he was restless and ashamed, completely unable to face the little girl in front of him.

"I'm sorry, Yingying..." His voice was barely audible, but the little girl he was extremely sorry for was extremely understanding: "It's okay, I know you didn't mean it."

Zhong Yun felt even more uncomfortable from now on. Yingying understood that it was because she didn't know the truth at all. If she knew that her mother was reported by him in the first place, would she still be able to treat him so kindly?

Fortunately, he stood on the moral high ground and condemned her for not being sad enough after losing her mother. It turned out that he was the instigator of the tragedy.

Am I right to do that?Zhong Yuncong fell into a vicious circle of self-doubt.

"What's wrong with you?" Yingying noticed that his expression was wrong, and she also became uneasy, "Did I say something wrong?"

Zhong Yuncong didn't even have the courage to look directly at Yingying at this moment, he avoided his eyes and hesitated: "No, I just feel a little uncomfortable..."

His lie was cut short in the middle, because he had inadvertently glanced at something.

The notebook that Yingying rested on his chin seemed familiar to him, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

But I can't remember it for a while.

>>>

In the speeding car, Su Xian took a deep breath: "What do you want to admit?"

Miao Lingzhi paled: "All."

Su Xian stared at her for a full minute, his eyes were indescribable, incredulous, puzzled, and resentful.

Miao Lingzhi lowered her eyes, she couldn't face such a gaze, or in other words, she couldn't restrain her guilty conscience.

Lying in front of Su Xian is not an easy task.

But she had to continue: "You have been busy for so long, haven't you just to find the murderer? Well now, the murderer is right in front of you."

Su Xian's seven orifices almost smoked: "Are you fooling me?"

Miao Linzhi reflexively avoided his aggressive gaze, and muttered, "How dare I..."

"So you have the guts to kill someone?" Su Xian sneered, "I don't think you have the guts to kill people, do you?"

Now even his subordinates could hear his partiality, and they had to cough a few times to remind their superiors not to forget the existence of the disciplinary regulations of the Administrative Bureau.

Su idled as if he didn't hear it, and he still stared at Miao Linzhi with burning eyes: "Let me explain to you clearly, seven people have died now, and each of them was killed with a knife, which shows that the murderer's method of killing is very skillful, and it is very likely . . . with some sort of professional training. Tell me, have you ever killed a chicken?"

Miao Linzhi was dazed by his words, she didn't have time to think about the intriguing part of his words, but she just said stubbornly: "What does killing have to do with killing chickens? White knives go in and red knives come out, why not?" ?”

"Okay!" Su Xian laughed back angrily, "Then tell me, how did you kill him? How did you deal with the corpse?"

Miao Lingzhi was tongue-tied for a while, and then said resentfully after a while: "You kid...why are you so stubborn, I've surrendered myself and you still insist on arguing with me..."

"You are the one who is stubborn, right?" He interrupted her coldly, "I denied it before, but now I don't admit it and make up my mouth full of nonsense. Are you covering up..."

He stopped suddenly and stared at her in disbelief.

The latter lowered his head involuntarily.

Su Xian's whole body trembled, and he blurted out: "Turn around quickly! Return to the original place!"

Although the "poodle" driving the car was surprised, he followed the order meticulously.

"Don't go back! Why go back?" Miao Linzhi yelled in a panic, "I'm the murderer! Take me back to the public security station!"

And Su Xian clenched his fists tightly, squeezed out two words from between his teeth: "Speed ​​up!"

The car made an abrupt turn, and Miao Linzhi seemed to have bumped into something. She clutched her chest, her voice full of pain: "Su Xian, I know you want to help me. But does it matter if I'm the real murderer? Prove that I'm not, so what? I've got erythema and there are only two consequences—either dead or worse than dead. Will I still be free? That's it, don't you need a prisoner too? Let it all be over."

Her tone was both desperate and serene, and this strange interweaving made him instinctively feel uneasy, even ominous, and he turned his head to stare at Miao Lingzhi: "What nonsense are you talking about..."

In the next second, the thin voice of "Poodle" hurt his eardrums: "Boss! I smell a strong smell of blood!"

In fact, there was no need for her to remind her anymore, Miao Linzhi couldn't hold on any longer, and fell powerlessly on the car seat, and then he saw the bright red blood on her heart.

There is a sharp weapon hidden on her body!

"Aunt Miao..." His voice was slightly trembling, and he didn't even dare to move her body a lot. She didn't seem to be bleeding badly, but he knew that it was because the thin blade had completely sunk into her heart.

Miao Linzhi's face was haggard and pale, her eyes were hollow and loose, and her pupils were showing signs of dilation.

Her bloodless lips moved: "That's it..."

"I should have thought of it a long time ago..." He buried his head deeply, no one could see his expression, his voice seemed to come from the bottom of the water, dull and vague, "The only thing that can make you protect so desperately... one person."

"You...you promised me..." Miao Lingzhi was like a dying fish, with his dry lips slightly parted, he repeated stubbornly, "promised..."

"Of course I will take good care of my sister." He said softly, "But I can't let a sinner go."

Miao Linzhi suddenly opened her eyes wide, her pupils turned a dead gray of despair, and she murmured, "In the next life...don't be my daughter..."

Her tail sound dissipated into the dust.

Everyone was caught off guard by this surprise, and after a while, Xiang Yu stretched out his hand to check her breath, and reported in a deep voice: "Boss, Miao Linzhi has stopped breathing."

The carriage was quiet for a while, Su Xian stared at Miao Linzhi's body, his temple suddenly felt like a needle prick, he suddenly raised his head: "Oops, Zhong Yuncong!"