Chasing the Mist

When we arrived at Xincheng District, Zhang Xiaoqing's house was cordoned off, and the small room was full of police officers.

Zhang Xiaoqing's parents collapsed at both ends of the sofa, Zhang Weicheng had a fruit knife stuck in his neck, and Li Juan had a pair of scissors stuck in her chest. There was blood all over her body, and the lavender sofa had been dyed red.

Meng Jia: "Boss, the neighbor heard Zhang's family quarreling in the morning, and wanted to come over to persuade them. When they walked to the door, they heard Li Juan calling for help. After that, the neighbor knocked on the door desperately and no one answered, and no one answered the phone. The neighbor was worried and reported the crime. When the people from the branch office came, the door was locked, and no footprints were found around the window, unlike breaking into the house and killing people, they have already notified their son Zhang Yanzheng who is in high school."

The TV broadcasts the local TV station in Baicheng. There is half a cup of tea on the coffee table in front of Zhang Weicheng’s seat. The tea sets are neatly arranged. The ashtray is full of cigarette butts. The apples and oranges in the fruit plate in front of Li Juan are scattered all over the floor. A family portrait.

Judging from the scene of the crime, there was no violent physical confrontation between the two before their death, but rather an emergency. Gu Xun looked up and saw the home surveillance camera installed on the wall. He walked over, pulled off the camera, took out the memory card and gave it to Meng. good.

Meng Jia took it to the bedroom, quickly held the computer, and called out the door, "Boss, come here."

07:30

Zhang Weicheng sat on the sofa, drinking tea and watching the morning news.

07:35

Li Juan came out of Zhang Xiaoqing's bedroom, with her left hand behind her back, standing in front of the sofa and staring at her husband.

Zhang Weicheng was so absorbed in watching that he didn't notice his murderous wife with red eyes.

Li Juan stood there for about 2 minutes, then rushed towards Zhang Weicheng suddenly, Zhang Weicheng was caught off guard by Li Juan and pressed on the sofa.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Weicheng looked at Li Juan in surprise and asked.

Li Juan suddenly yelled towards the door, "Zheng Zheng, mom will open the door right away."

Zhang Weicheng thought that his son had come back, so he turned his head to look at the door. In an instant, Li Juan raised her left hand and stabbed the scissors hard into his chest.

Zhang Weicheng noticed something was wrong, pushed Li Juan away, sat up slowly, clutched his chest, looked at his wife in disbelief, and cursed for a moment, "Are you fucking crazy?"

Li Juan leaned her head back on the sofa, and laughed like crazy, weeping while laughing, Zhang Weicheng ignored her, and raised his hand to get the mobile phone on the coffee table.

Li Juan had laughed enough, sat up straight, took the phone first, and fell heavily on the ground, "Zhang Weicheng, you are a pervert, you should be damned, I only wish I didn't kill you sooner."

When Zhang Weicheng heard the word pervert, he immediately understood something, the surprise in his eyes disappeared, he pulled out the scissors forcefully with his hand covering his chest, and held it in his hand, "Go and accompany your daughter." He stabbed at Li Juan as he spoke. .

A woman's strength is probably not as strong as a man's. Li Juan yelled and pushed Zhang Weicheng desperately, but she didn't push the scissors firmly into her body.

The wound on Zhang Weicheng's chest kept gushing blood. After finishing this series of actions, he slumped on the sofa and panted exhaustedly. At this time, Li Juan grabbed the fruit knife on the coffee table and stabbed Zhang Weicheng's neck. .

Zhang Weicheng's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe that his wife killed him until he died.

After the video was played, all the police officers present fell silent.

Gu Xun closed the computer, looked around Zhang Xiaoqing's room, "Li Juan must have seen something in the room, something that made her unacceptable, immediately search for letters, diaries and other things."

Everyone came out of their grief and started working. Soon, someone found a diary from under the bed and handed it to Gu Xun.

Gu Xun opened the book, the paper had turned yellow, and the crooked handwriting looked childish.

一

Today, my mother took my younger brother to my grandmother's house, and my father and I were at home. At night, my father was afraid that I would be afraid, so he carried me to the master bedroom to sleep with him. When I was about to fall asleep, my father suddenly stretched out his hand...

I was in pain, but my dad said it was his unique way of loving me, it was a secret between the two of us, and I couldn't tell anyone, especially my mom, if he said it, he didn't love me anymore.

I love my dad, mom, brother, and I won't tell anyone.

two

Xiaomei showed me a movie today, and I finally knew that what my father did to me was not love at all, but aggression. I wanted to tell my mother but dared not. I made up a story about someone else and told it to my mother. Mom scolded that girl as a bitch, if it wasn't for the bitch's seduction, how could father lose control?

I cried.

Mom, I'm not a slut. I never seduced him. Instead, I loved him so much when I was a child that I trusted him unconditionally.

three

When I grew up, he no longer came to the room and forced me to do those nasty things. He became a good father and cared for me. When I was a child, those things never seemed to happen.

four

On Li Zhen's birthday, I drank too much, and after drinking, I made a slip of the tongue about the things my father did to me when I was a child. After he knew about it, he became more and more indifferent to me every day. I knew he thought I was dirty.

I'm dirty, and I won't be able to wash it clean for the rest of my life, so I might as well continue to be dirty.

The last time I met a completely unfamiliar man, I didn't take any measures. Afterwards, he asked me, aren't I afraid of getting sick?I laughed, sickness and death was a relief to me.

While I'm alive, save more money for my mother and brother, that's all I can do.

Closing the diary, Gu Xun went to the corridor to smoke a cigarette. A single cigarette could not dissolve the precipitation in his heart. Under the sun, there are always some people wearing human skin and living in the sewer. Even if he doesn't eat or drink, he can't catch them clean. People walk on the edge of law and morality, killing people in another way.

At whose hands did Zhang Xiaoqing die?He didn't want to think about it.

*

Lin Yiran didn't get close to Gu Xun when he came out, but only looked at him from a distance. His side face was smooth, his whole body melted into the light, with one hand in his pocket and the other against the window sill to smoke, surrounded by a faint smoke.

Lin Yiran recalled the scene in front of him. When he first came to the Gu family, the young Gu Xun was very naughty and secretly hid at home to smoke. Mr. Gu had been a policeman all his life, and his eyes were so poisonous. Xun Chengcheng didn't say a word, he smiled consciously as he thought about it, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the young man walking up the stairs.

Zhang Yanzheng went upstairs leisurely, looked at the cordon at the door of the house, and gradually slowed down, the clear face of the young man gradually cast a shadow.

door.

Lin Yiran covered Zhang Yanzheng's eyes and said softly, "Don't look at it yet, follow me."

The deep voice seemed to have some kind of magical power, and Zhang Yanzheng couldn't help but lift his foot to follow him.

At the end of the corridor, Gu Xun went to work after smoking a cigarette. The air was filled with a faint smell of tobacco. Lin Yiran let go, giving Zhang Yan a few seconds to adapt, "Something happened at your house, first make a mental preparation."

Zhang Yanzheng seemed to have been sucked out of his soul, his eyes were stunned, and he nodded mechanically, "What's wrong with my parents?"

Lin Yiran was silent for a moment, opened his mouth and couldn't say anything, as if there was a lump in his throat, and repeated several times before saying: "They killed each other."

Zhang Yan froze for a few seconds, turned around and ran towards the house, broke through the cordon, pushed away the policeman who was taking pictures, saw the blood-stained body on the sofa, and stepped forward to hug Li Juan despite the policeman's obstruction.

Lin Yiran waved his hand to signal his colleagues to give him some time. After hugging for 2 minutes, he got up, put his bloody hand into his pocket to pick up his phone, and kept muttering: "Why didn't my sister come?"

Lin Yiran grabbed the phone, "Calm down first."

"Give me back the phone, I want to see my sister." Zhang Yanzheng stood on tiptoe to grab the phone.

Dodging and snatching back and forth several times, Zheng Tiancheng couldn't stand it anymore, and said bluntly: "Your sister is gone, now you have to carry it by yourself."

Zhang Yanzheng stopped suddenly with his hand stretched high in the sky, and looked at Shanglin as well, as if he was waiting for a different answer.

Lin Yiran lowered his eyes and nodded.

The inexperienced boy had thin shoulders after all, he screamed, and finally couldn't take it anymore, hugged Lin Yiran and cried.

Even though everyone felt deep sympathy for the Zhang family's affairs, the investigation of the case had to continue, and Lin Yiran left only after Zhang Yanzheng's mood stabilized.

On the campus of Baida University, I saw Li Shengzhou again. He had short haircut and wore a brand new down jacket. He talked and laughed with his classmates. The sinister energy in his eyes disappeared, and he regained his lofty and proud demeanor. In just a few days, he seemed to be a different person.

Seeing Gu Xun and Lin Yiran, he said angrily, "I made it clear last time, why are you looking for me again? Can't you police let me stop for a few days?"

"If we don't catch the murderer, none of us can stop." Gu Xun said categorically.

"If you have anything to ask, tell me quickly, I have something to do later." Li Shengzhou was impatient.

Lin Yiran took out a screenshot of Lu Youming's profile in Mochat, "Is this the Okra chatting with Gu Jingjing?"

Li Shengzhou glanced, "It seems to be, I don't remember."

"What is Gu Jingjing's nickname and ID in Mochat?"

"I don't know, I can't remember."

With a "click", Gu Xun opened the handcuffs and held them in his hands, his face darkened, "It seems that you still want to be a guest in the bureau?"

Li Shengzhou: "..."

"Whether that okra was the okra chatting with her, I really can't remember, her online name is Rose, I don't know the ID, I only watched it for a while, and I found out before I even took a screenshot."

"Besides okra, who else has she talked to?"

"Recently, the chat interface is full of men's portraits. I didn't have time to take a closer look. I said that she is a slut. This kind of woman should be dragged into a pig cage."

Lin Yiran asked again: "In the chat records between her and Qiu Kui, did you mention opening | room or something?"

"Opening the house will leave evidence. Does that bitch dare? They went to Okra's house. I don't know where the house is. It's not the first time for them. The bitch already knew the address."

A week ago, Gu Jingjing was still Li Shengzhou's childhood sweetheart, his first love, but now he is a bitch, and he can change his face faster than turning the pages of a book.

There is no need for Lin Yiran to explain the matter between Gu Jingjing and Qiukui, Gu Xun already understands the general idea.

On the way back, Lin Yiran looked out of the car window without saying a word, his expression was stern, and Zhang Yanzheng's clothes were stained with blood.

Gu Xun glanced at the co-pilot's seat, guessing what he was thinking, his rock-solid heart suddenly softened, and for a moment, memories rushed out like a flood rushing through a dam.