purple mist

"The death of your daughter..."

"My daughter is not dead, Xixi is still alive and well."

Chen Bingrui squinted his eyes and touched his chin, thinking what to do?

How to politely interrogate a person who refuses to admit that his daughter is dead?

"Do you believe the testimony of Chu Siqi and Wu Qingqing back then?"

The short hand of the wall clock just jumped one frame forward, and the tip of the needle trembled from side to side, shaking its head like a drowning dog.

Lu Wei skipped Chai Xi's death, and turned to Chai Fangjun to ask for other past facts.

"I believe them." Chai Fangjun said without thinking, and there was even a flash of love in her eyes: "They were all 8 or 9-year-old children at the time, so I should believe them."

Lu Wei stared at her, as if looking at a porcelain vase full of cracks.

Pieces of wreckage were glued together, and it was hard to maintain the former appearance, as if it would collapse with a slight touch.

But Lu Wei knew he had to ask.

"What about Chu Siqi's death?"

"Damn her!"

Chai Fangjun's eyes widened suddenly, and a sharp voice was squeezed out from her throat, as if a chainsaw was cutting a steel plate, bringing about scorching heat and sparks.

"If they didn't ask Xixi to go out to play, how could Xixi..."

"No, no, no, no! Xixi is still alive, and she lives with me properly!"

Chai Fangjun's lips and teeth were trembling, and her expression was constantly twisting and changing. She wanted to hook the loose hair behind her ears, but her hands were trembling uncontrollably. Deep red marks come.

"Vice Lu, this..." Chen Bingrui looked at Chai Fangjun, who was still very friendly just now, in amazement, this behavior was tantamount to self-mutilation, and was about to get up to stop her, but was blocked by Lu Wei.

Lu Wei sighed secretly, and said again: "Aunt Chai, does Xixi have a job this year?"

WTF? !

Even Chen Bingrui, who had twin turbos in his mind, was dumbfounded for a moment. What kind of reverse operation is Vice Lu doing? !

But Chai Fangjun suddenly fell silent, she slowly hooked the lock of hair, hung it softly behind her ear, pursed her lips and smiled, as if nothing happened just now: "Ah, primary school teacher, teacher Chinese. I told her that the work was hard, but she didn't listen."

Lu Wei's handsome and firm eyebrows slightly curved into a gentle arc, and said to Mr. Chai Fang, "It's as long as she likes it."

"There is no problem today, Aunt Chai, go back and rest first."

He gave Chen Bingrui a look, and Chen Bingrui could only swallow the strange feeling and stepped forward to open the door, waiting for Chai Fangjun to leave.

It wasn't until Chai Fangjun's back left his sight that Lu Wei leaned back heavily and closed his eyes with a complicated expression.

He should have expected that Mr. Chai Fang wished that it was Chu Siqi and Wu Qingqing who died that year.

Three little girls who look like flowers play together every day, why did it happen that it was my own Chai Xi who died on that day?

"Vice Lu, I'm afraid Chai Fangjun's mental condition is difficult to settle, right?" Chen Bingrui stood at the door and said with a wry smile.

Lu Wei slowly opened his eyes and let out a "hmm".

His intuition thinks that Chai Fangjun should not kill Chu Siqi because of a sudden loss of control. After Chai Fangjun was released from prison, Chu Siqi treated her very well, and even paid a lot of money for the tea restaurant.

But just now, the hatred in Chai Fangjun's eyes was like weeds that saw the sun after a heavy rain, baring their teeth and claws crazily.

For a moment, he actually questioned his own judgment.

"Xiao Wen?" Chen Bingrui who was by the door suddenly poked his head outside, and said with a sneer, "Who are you trying to scare to death by squatting here?"

It was too late for Wen Xin to dance at him to signal him not to speak, because Lu Wei frowned and walked out of the interrogation room in a few steps.

"how?"

Feeling the low pressure brought by Lu Wei that cannot be ignored, Wenxin couldn't help but shed tears and put three sticks of incense on herself in her heart.

But the cannibal's mouth is short, she bites the bullet and said: "Lu... Deputy Lu, there is an 'old friend' in your office..."

The sound became smaller and smaller, and it was almost a mosquito screaming behind.

An old friend?

Chen Bingrui squinted his crescent eyes. In his impression, this retro tone seems to be used by a regular police station?

"Cozy." Lu Wei said coldly.

"Here!" Wen Xin hurriedly stared at her almond eyes, puffed up her chest and raised her head.

"Abandonment of duty during the case handling, [-]-word self-criticism, hand over to me after the case is over."

"Yes……"

In Beishi, where land is at a premium, even if the city police station was built earlier, it would have put a lot of pressure on the Beishi government's pockets.

The entire building of the police station is compact. Apart from the relatively spacious lobby and office area, each office is more like a pigeon cage.

Yunye and Wu Qingqing were taken away for questioning. Xue Han, who was alone in the 'pigeon cage', was lazily basking in the sun with his feet up, waiting for Lu to see him, and waiting for Wen Xin not to come.

Until he was sunburned in the chair like an owl and stretched comfortably into a big character, it seemed that it had been a long time since he remembered it.

But the sun was so warm that people didn't want to move the nest, so Xue Han simply closed his eyes and let himself slide down slowly by gravity.

Whatever, the floor was getting hot anyway.He thought in a daze.

When Lu Wei pushed the door and walked in, he happened to see this scene——

That delicate face was as white as snow, showing a morbid paleness in the magnificence of the sun.

Under the bloated wrapping of winter clothes, his still slender and slightly slender body gradually slipped weakly from the chair he used for office work.

His heart suddenly constricted.

A burst of unexplained panic rushed in instead of blood, and he could even feel the shock of his pupils...

Fear and fear of leaving...

"——Xue Han!!!"

Almost in an instant, Lu Wei dashed forward like an arrow leaving the string, and grabbed the young man's arm with a few big strides.

The great force directly made Xue Han frown and "hiss", that reaction made Lu Wei slightly startled, but he still forcefully picked him up from the ground.

Xue Han had no choice but to use his sunburned legs to stabilize his figure.

Looking at the amber eyes that were obviously disturbed and dissatisfied, Lu Wei's trembling heartbeat finally calmed down. He frowned, and forcibly drove away the unknown swelling and soreness in his chest.

"what are you doing?!"

"Sun-tai-yang-ah." Xue Han half-closed his eyes and dragged his voice.

Lu Wei twitched his forehead, gritted his teeth and said, "You can turn into a vegetative if you bask in the sun?!"

"Ah." Xue Hanruo nodded his head, and said rascally, "I'm not talented. Not only can I be exposed as a vegetative person, but I can also be exposed as a vegetative person. Would you like to visit the police officer?"

From the corner of the eye, he caught a glimpse of someone at the door poking his head into the commotion in the office. Lu Wei took a deep breath, loosened Xue Han's clothes, and said in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"

He closed the office door to block the prying eyes.

Who knew that Xue Han's ability to push his nose to his face was inherited from his ancestors, with a frivolous smile on his lips, he raised his eyebrows meanly and said, "Officer Lu was worried about me just now?"

He originally thought that Lu Wei would give him a cold look, and then sneer at him, and sneering words would follow.

But who knows-

Lu Wei turned his head sideways, those eyes like the deep sea were looking at him intently and deeply, but the silence seemed to be coated with a layer of glaze, with a flash of confusion and depression.

Xue Han was startled, and suddenly felt like a stick in his throat, and his Adam's apple trembled unconsciously.

This movement, which was so subtle that it could be omitted, fell into Lu Wei's slightly lowered line of sight, and Xue Han suddenly had the illusion that his throat was bitten by the sharp teeth of a wild beast.

It must have been in the sun for too long, otherwise why would his back be sweating slightly?

The atmosphere was too ambiguous and too dangerous, Xue Han quietly put his hand into his pocket, and his palm touched a touch of cold metal.

Lu Wei's gloomy eyes slid down with his hand, and slowly moved up after touching his movements.

One step after another, walking towards Xue Han.

Every time he took a step closer to Xue Han, the corners of Xue Han's upturned eyes became sharper, and the restrained cynicism turned into a cold edge, and the chilling hormones unique to men trembled with excitement.

Suddenly, Lu Wei, who was already close at hand, gave a condescending sneer, and the usually hidden fierceness broke free along the crack, and he raised his hand——

Xue Han's expression froze for a moment, his brows furrowed and then lowered.

Lu Wei's arm went over his shoulder.

Draw the curtains.

The warmth was blocked out of the window.

He turned around and walked towards the desk beside him, leaving Xue Han with a defenseless back, and said indifferently: "Why are you here?"

He was leaning against the table with a calm and indifferent expression, the same as when Xue Han saw him for the first time.

Xue Han stood on the spot, slowly relaxing his tense back, but still kept his hands in his pockets.

"I'm being followed."

Those misty eyes looked at Lu Wei secretly, and his tone returned to that incomparably lazy tone.

track?

Lu Wei's first reaction was Xue Bin, Xue Han's younger brother, whom Yan Lingyi mentioned earlier.

"Not Xue Bin."

He recognized everyone in Xue Bin.

Xue Han raised his hand a little irritably to brush his forehead hair, the luster of the ear clips was faintly visible, the soft hair slipped from between his fingers, and then fell back to his forehead, and sat back on the chair behind him without any hesitation. Think there is something wrong with letting the owner of the chair stand and sit by himself.

The light in the room was much darker, but it calmed Lu Wei's feverish mind a lot.

He was afraid that he would repeat the same mistakes, so he asked concisely: "Features?"

Xue Han shrugged his shoulders, gesticulated a few times with his fingers, and mocked without concealing his amusement: "There are a few big characters written on his face, 'I am sent by Xing Laohei'."