Chasing the Mist

Zheng Tiancheng shook his head, "Among all the people we visited, no man with X-legs was found."

"Pay attention, this person was at the scene on the day of the incident."

"murderer?"

"Not necessarily, that's all right, act on your own and report the information in time."

In the evening, there is a thin layer of sunset glow on the horizon, passing through the green roads in the countryside, smoke rising from the village, and white smoke rolls out from the roof and spreads to the horizon. The wings of his nose moved slightly, and then he remembered that he hadn't eaten at noon.

The car parked next to the small supermarket at the entrance of the village, and quickly attracted villagers to watch and whisper.

"Police car? Who committed a crime in our village?"

"You don't know? A few days ago, Lao Li found a female body in the melon field of their house. I heard that it was burned to a bad shape. These days, the police have been going to Lao Li's house every day to question and search for the missing girl all over the village."

"Those half-grown girls in our village went to work in the city instead of studying. How can they stay at home? Maybe they are girls from the city."

Gu Xun came out of the supermarket carrying bread and water. Although he was not wearing a police uniform, his cold and ruffian demeanor made people feel inexplicably terrified. The villagers who were talking about him immediately shut up and took a peek.

Bread Gu Xun handed the bag to Lin Yiran, "Take care of the mouth first."

Lin Yiran took the bread and habitually looked at the production date on the back of the package, "Don't eat it, it's expired."

When the bread reached his mouth, Gu Xun took it out again, looked down at the date, five days past the expiration date, threw it in the back seat of the car, unscrewed the cap of the water bottle, raised his head to drink water, and satiated his hunger with water.

Lin Yiran pulled the backpack from the back seat of the car, took out a small packet of soda biscuits, tore open the package, took out a piece and handed it to Gu Xun, "Eat this first."

Gu Xun was hungry, leaned forward, swallowed the small round biscuit in one mouthful, his lips touched Lin Yiran's fingers lightly, he suddenly became playful, and kissed more forcefully.

Lin Yiran's hands froze for an instant, his eyes froze, and the bases of his ears became hot. After two seconds, he quickly withdrew his hands and turned his head to look out the car window.

After chewing the biscuits, Gu Xun took another sip of water, leaned over, squeezed his chin and forcibly turned his face back, frowned, and teased, "You blush when you kiss him?"

Lin Yiran's face turned even redder, "Can you... tell me in advance?"

"Tell me beforehand? You kissed me before but never said hello." Gu Xun smiled and drove away.

Lin Yiran: "..."

Turn left at the entrance of the village, and you will arrive at Shen Yici's house. When you enter, Shen Liqiang, his wife and the eldest son are having dinner.

Zhang Fengying just went to the police station in the morning and recognized Lin Yiran. When she saw him coming to the house, she picked up a broom and rushed over angrily, "Are you haunted by ghosts? I told you that she is not my daughter."

Lin Yiran unhurriedly took out the DNA test results, and Shen Liqiang who bowed his head to eat at the dining table said: "The DNA results have come out, and the deceased is Shen Liqiang's daughter."

Zhang Fengying raised her hand to grab the appraisal result.

Gu Xun quickly snatched it up and put it on.

"Show me, your appraisal." Zhang Fengying reached out to Gu Xun.

"Sorry, internal information cannot be leaked." Gu Xun refused decisively.

Zhang Fengying withdrew her hand and looked at Gu Xun suspiciously, "Then what did it turn out that the charred charcoal was the daughter I married to Lao Shen?"

"Well, so the deceased is your youngest daughter, Shen Yici."

Zhang Fengying looked at Shen Liqiang, anger flashed in his eyes, and when he turned back, his face immediately changed, his harsh and bitter face became weak because of sadness in an instant, his body softened, and he sat on the ground and cried loudly: "Oh... My hard life is kind...Which one who has suffered a thousand swords is so cruel and merciful to us...I'm dead..."

Shen Liqiang didn't care about his wife or the police, he just ate his food, silent like a decoration at home.

Shen Yibei stood up. He was 1 meters tall and weighed nearly 75 catties. He took a step and the fat on his stomach trembled up and down. When the dining table came to the door, he was so tired that he was panting slightly. , You block the door, the police can’t come in.”

Zhang Fengying stopped her tears, stood up and invited Gu Xun and Lin Yiran into the room.

Shen Liqiang was still eating, as if living in another world, turning a blind eye to everything around him.

Zhang Fengying rolled his eyes condescendingly, "Your daughter is dead, can you still eat? Hurry up and pack up, and pour a glass of water for the police."

Shen Liqiang didn't speak, he lowered his head and followed Zhang Fengying's instructions to pack up the bowls and chopsticks, brought two glasses of water, and put them in front of Gu Xun and Lin Yiran.

Shen Yibei on the opposite side of the table said, "Dad, why is there no water for me?"

"I'll pour it for you." Shen Liqiang has been working in the fields all year round, exposed to the wind and sun, with dark skin and deep brow lines. He looks like he is in his sixties, with a cigarette pocket hanging around his waist, and he walks with a slightly hunched back.

Shen Yibei is fat and not resistant to heat. Evening is no longer as hot as noon, but he is still sweating profusely, wiping the sweat from his forehead over and over again, "Dad, don't pour water, it's too hot and I want to drink iced Coke, go Buy me a bottle at the store."

Shen Liqiang squeezed a handful of dry tobacco leaves, stuffed them into the pipe pot, lit the fire, and walked out of the house while smoking.

Zhang Fengying went to the bedroom and took out a fan, and sat next to her son to fan the wind, "The murderer who burned my daughter...have you caught?"

Lin Yiran: "I just confirmed the identity of the deceased, not so fast."

Her fanning hand paused slightly, and she glanced at Lin Yiran from the corner of the eye, "I haven't found the murderer, what are you doing here?"

"Let's find out more about the situation. Did Shen Yici go home on July 7, or contact you?"

"Have."

"No."

The mother and son spoke at the same time.

Gu Xun and Lin Yiran looked at each other, "Is there really?"

Shen Yibei snatched the fan from his mother unceremoniously, "That day my father celebrated his birthday, and the eldest sister, younger sister, and second brother all came back, what do you think of your memory?"

Zhang Fengying smiled embarrassingly: "I am too old to keep up with my memory, yes, my old Shen celebrated his birthday that day, and all the children came back."

The two of them didn't drink the water in front of them. Gu Xun turned the lighter under the table with his fingers and asked, "Where was she that night?"

Zhang Fengying: "She said she had something to do at school, so she went back after dinner."

"What time did you leave home? How did you leave?"

Shen Yibei wiped the sweat with one hand, and fanned the wind with the other, "I remember that around 07:30 after dinner, a friend came to pick her up at the entrance of the village."

Gu Xun asked again: "What friend? What kind of car? Do you know?"

"I don't know, she didn't say these things, my little sister knows a lot of people in the county, last time I went to the vocational high school to find her, and saw a BMW to take her back to school, it's very impressive." Shen Yibei said with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

While talking, Shen Liqiang came back, put the iced Coke in front of his son, didn't speak, didn't stay long, turned around and went out again.

Shen Yibei didn't thank him either, he twisted the lid a few times, but didn't open it.

Zhang Fengying stepped forward and snatched the Coke bottle, "Mom, twist it for you." Gritting her teeth hard, the bottle cap remained indifferent. After twisting it a few times, she finally put the Coke bottle in front of Gu Xun, "Comrade policeman is strong, help unscrew it."

The gap in the cap of the Coke bottle was filled with grey-black sweat. Gu Xun hesitated for a second, then took the Coke bottle and unscrewed the cap, and played it back in front of Shen Yibei, "Do you remember the license plate number of that BMW?"

"Ah!" Shen Yibei let out a sigh because of the coolness, Jier said slowly: "Like Bai CL0973, the last two digits may not be accurate."

"Is there any man who has been in close contact with her recently?"

Zhang Fengying clicked her tongue and curled her lips, "The little girl is a gangster in the county, she follows everyone, plays with her mobile phone when she gets home, and doesn't tell us anything."

"How often does she come home?"

"Not necessarily, come back when you are on vacation and have something to do at home."

Lin Yiran looked around, "Can I take a look around the room?"

"Search the house? Do you have a certificate? Don't think we don't understand anything." Zhang Fengying yelled.

"You misunderstood, I'll take a look casually, not Soujia."

Shen Yibei glared at Zhang Fengying, "My house is not big, just look around."

"Thank you."

He advanced into the kitchen behind him, leftovers were placed on the chopping board, Lin Yiran approached, touched the chopping board lightly with his fingers, his fingertips were covered with a layer of greasy, the bucket by his legs was full of dirty water, and there were cabbage leaves floating on top of the bucket. There is a rancid smell, and there are unwashed dishes in the pot. Such a messy kitchen in summer makes the appetite suddenly disappear.

Passing through the living room with the dining table, there are two rooms on the left and right. The room on the right is large and bright. The heated kang and wardrobe are spotlessly cleaned. For sundries, there is a space of one person's width at the top of the kang, and there are quilts and snacks piled up in the corner, it seems to be Shen Yibei's room.

Lin Yiran stretched out his hand and touched the heated kang and the window sill with his fingertips. His fingertips were clean without dust. He climbed onto the kang and wanted to lift the quilt to take a look. As soon as his hand touched the quilt, Zhang Fengying shouted: "What are you doing? Say it’s not Soujia?”

"I want to see the futon."

Zhang Fengying grabbed the hem of his clothes and dragged him down, "There's nothing to see in the sleeping bedding, you guys go, wait until the murderer is caught."

Lin Yiran: "..."

"It's already getting dark, if you don't leave, when you leave the village and pass the melon field of Lao Li's family, be careful that my daughter will go home with you." Zhang Fengying pinched her waist and glared at Lin Yiran and Gu Xun angrily, as if if she didn't leave, she would move the guy .

It was no different when Gu Xun touched Xia Lin, he raised his chin outward, and the two walked out the door one after another.

It was completely dark, and there were no street lights on the village road. When we left the house, the road became darker and darker. There was a scarlet fire flickering at the gate, and Shen Liqiang sat on the stone at the gate to smoke.

Lin Yiran was about to go up to talk to him, Zhang Fengying chased him out, grabbed Shen Liqiang and dragged him into the courtyard, "Go into the house." While saying that, she closed the door and locked it, but she didn't leave right away, she grabbed the handle and looked out , The gate was not locked until the police car was far away.

When the car reached the entrance of the village, Gu Xun braked to a stop, "Get out of the car, let's go back and lie down."

"Zhang Fengying locked the gate, we can't get in."

"Not going to Shen's house."

Lin Yiran followed Gu Xun back, did not stop at the courtyard of Shen's house, continued to walk a few steps, and turned into Shen Liqiang's neighbor's house. It was late, and the neighbor was frightened when he saw the police. He heard that it was Li's watermelon patch Only when the dead woman's body comes, can I rest assured.

"On the night of July 7th, did you see Shen Yici?" Lin Yiran asked.

"I haven't seen it." The neighbor thought for a while, and couldn't help asking: "Is Shen Ci home? She hasn't been home for a long time."

"She is in high school, won't she come back on vacation?"

The neighbor shook his head, "Their family is a bit patriarchal. Shen Ci often does heavy work at home, and if he doesn't do it well, he will be scolded. It's probably because he doesn't like to go home."

"She's still a student, what will happen if she doesn't go home for living expenses?"

The neighbor smiled, "The second boy of his family works in the city, maybe ask her second brother? I really don't know."

"Did the other children of the Shen family come back on July 7?"

"It was Old Shen's birthday that day. The eldest girl and the twin's second boy came back and chatted with me for a while."

"Did you hear an argument or anything that night?"

"I watched TV at night, but I really didn't listen carefully to the sound of that courtyard."

I asked some more questions, and when it was nearly nine o'clock in the evening, the old neighbor yawned and dozed off all day long, thinking that they couldn't stay any longer, he got up and said goodbye.

The two walked back to the entrance of the village and just got into the car when Meng Jia called, "Boss, how are you doing? Shen Yici's school has a lot of information."

"We'll go back right away, we'll talk about the specific situation in the bureau."

The crescent moon hangs high in the night sky, the moonlight is as bright as ashes, sprinkled in the farmland and mountains, the wind blows the leaves rustling, the car window is open, Gu Xun puts his elbow on the car window, the night wind blows the hair on his forehead, It was a mess, he didn't care, the wind whizzed by, his thick and deep voice mixed with the wind, "Who do you think Zhang Fengying and her son are lying?"