cry of a butterfly

After Han Xiao slammed the door and walked out, Chu Hua sat down on the bed and took a breath, and slowly shifted his gaze to a group photo on the bedside——

This is the only photo of the man.In the group photo, the staggeringly delicate and beautiful little girl like a porcelain doll is called Marilyn.She leaned against him, smiling enough to make the budding flowers close again shyly, and smiling enough to make the patrolling angels stop and watch.

She is his picked sister.

Marilyn's mother is French, her biological father is American, and her stepfather is Chinese.Her biological father, who was still a high school student, and her mother, who was a restaurant server, suddenly had the idea of ​​stealing an "apple" while watching a movie starring a blonde beauty also named "Marilyn". A wonderful union took place.

Had they been watching Cleopatra, Blue Bridge, or Roman Holiday, she would have been called "Elizabeth," "Vivien," or "Audrey."

Marilyn is an out-and-out language genius.You can fluently use an ancient, well-spoken language to chat intimately with Chu Hua, or you can spit out a syllable that is elegant but incomprehensible to the other party with a sad and aggrieved expression before Han Xiao's attack.

At one point, Han Xiao thought she was begging for mercy. Later, he used his memory to repeat two sentences to his French-speaking colleagues in the police station, only to find that Marilyn was just reciting a poem①.

Pourquoiletempspassesivite (Why does time run so fast?)

Parcequeleventluirendvisite. (The wind blows it all away)

Pourquoitumeprendsparlamain (Why do you want me to hold your hand?)

Parcequ'avectoijesuisbien. (Because I am warm with you)

PourquoilediableetlebonDieu (Why is there a devil and a God?)

C'estpourfaireparlerlescurieux. (for the curious to have something to say)

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It was a certain day a year ago, and the winter was as endless and cold as ever.Chu Hua, who was in the middle of his official duties, just bought a cheeseburger, and before he had time to take a bite, he received a call—sweet Scarlett told him in her unique sweet voice, someone called the police, Noel A horrific, all-inhuman cry came from an apartment building on the main street.

When Chu Hua broke through the door, he happened to see the crazy woman screaming like a monster, holding up her life-saving ax to kill her seven-year-old daughter.At the critical moment, he drew his gun and shot through the woman's heart.

Before the woman fell down, she looked back at the young policeman who shot her—it should be a dirty but beautiful caucasian woman, with thick and disheveled blond hair and eyelashes tangled like waterweeds inhabiting the deep sea.Described as desolate, the whole person is lifeless, like a piece of ashes left after burning.A look of finally being relieved flashed across the tear-stained haggard face, and she actually "giggled" out laughing.

A dying woman bursts out with astonishing vitality.She shuffled forward and smiled at him, Tucomprendspas, tuleregreteras... (You don't understand...you'll regret it...)

Another bullet whizzed out, right between the eyebrows, and the woman finally fell to the ground and died.

This is the first time a young police detective who only shoots at the wrists and knees when confronting thugs has shot someone.

There was already a body on the ground, it was the girl's stepfather.The Chinese man named Glenn had half of his head chopped off with a sharp axe, and he fell into a pool of thick black and smelly blood, completely changed beyond recognition.

Chu Hua bent down, inspected the two corpses on the ground with regret, and raised his eyes when he confirmed that they were all dead——to face an unusually beautiful and calm face.

A little blond girl in a rose tutu, her face covered in her mother's brains and blood.The flickering light outside the window hit this thin body, casting a faint broken shadow. She timidly hid in it, but looked at the man holding the gun with the most innocent and shining eyes.

Her lower body was bare and her pussy was bleeding.

The little girl licked her cherry-like lips and asked him in his mother tongue, "Are you murdering my mother?"

"No." Chu Hua thought for a while, then half-kneeled on the ground, and put his pistol into her hand.That gesture was very similar to caressing a lop-eared rabbit who was injured and frightened by wild animals. He tried his best to say softly, "I'm protecting you."

When they left the small house, they realized that the whole land was covered with a layer of silent white.The snow all over the sky is like falling swan feathers.But with this method, all the geese should be bald.

The young man and the little girl who only reached his legs intertwined their fingers as if they had known each other for a long time, exchanging the warmth of each other's palms, stepping on the deep and shallow forward footprints in the snow.

This winter, the sun's seeds germinated for the first time, producing a luxuriant yellow; this winter, the wind is like a mother's hand urinating a child, so gentle, anxious and cautious.

Marilyn tightly grasped the hand of this strange man. Wearing a pink woolen coat, she looked like a walking doll, with the clumsiness of a toddler and the bright longing in her eyes.

Chu Hua noticed that she didn't even look back.

The doctor who performed a comprehensive examination on the little girl told the young policeman that she had suffered a very cruel sexual assault, and her young lower body was severely and irreparably traumatized. She might not be able to get rid of the pain of sexual intercourse in her whole life.

After Han Xiao properly expressed the indignation and sympathy that a law enforcement officer should have, he proposed to send Marilyn to the orphanage under the church, where she could have good care and companions of the same age—but his lover didn't think twice. He vetoed it in one gulp.

She is a butterfly.From the moment I met him, I was reborn from the ugly cocoon and reborn.

Chu Hua has no intention of being a little girl's savior, or a Pygmalion of ivory.

He just wanted to be her brother, her relative.

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After Han Xiao left, Chu Hua felt depressed and wronged. The lover who would stay outside his house like the twilight in the evening was gone forever.Li Manqi is the one who intervenes in this relationship, but he is the one who can't be seen like a worm now.

This uncomfortable mood lasted until the next day. When Chu Hua was flipping through some old files, his partner Tu Yuming handed over French fries and hot dogs in due course.

Chu Hua is a loyal supporter of hamburgers, hot dogs and pizza.This kind of high-calorie and high-fat junk food often makes him feel happy and energetic, but today he is choking and sullen, and has no appetite to eat.He waved his hands, moved his slender waist slightly to the side, and said nonsense without even believing it, "I'm on a diet."

"You're jealous." Tu Yuming was the only one in the police station who knew about Han Xiao and Chu Hua's mess.In an operation to arrest a suspect two years ago, a shocking scar was left on his left cheek due to an explosive "kiss", which made his straight nose and deep-eyed handsomeness disappear from then on.The scar-faced man turned his head with disdain, and let out a snort, "Man, what a fart!"

Without waiting for the other party's answer, Tu Yuming paused, and then asked himself, "Why did you find the previous file?"

"I want to avenge those who died in vain under the hands of perverted killers." Xi Hua said coldly, at this moment, what he was thinking in his heart was to make contributions and make a fortune, so that Han Xiao and his tender and tender Fiancees go to hell!

"This type of case often cannot escape two consequences: the abnormal killer suddenly disappears and fades out of public view; or the police refuse to admit that they have caught the wrong murderer and declare the case closed. Those cases that did not bring the murderer to justice may never I can't break it." This face, which was not at all handsome, suddenly burst into a sinister smile, and Tu Yuming lowered his volume and said, "How is it? Do you want to see Han Xiao's dossier."

The author has something to say: ①Le Papillon, the theme song of the French movie "Butterfly"; ②Pygmalion, the king of Cyprus who fell in love with the ivory statue of a girl carved and painted by himself.