Man's "wife" crisis

When Han Xiaomo came out of the bathroom with the corn in his arms, Han Hansheng was sitting in the living room blankly.

Seeing Han Xiaomo, Han Hansheng was slightly taken aback, and then said, "Xiaomo."

"Uncle, I'm going to cook now." Han Xiaomo put down the corn and hurried to the kitchen, but Han Hansheng grabbed him, "Wait!"

Han Xiaomo didn't look back, but swallowed nervously.

"Come and sit down. Uncle wants to ask you something." Han Hansheng pulled Han Xiaomo to his side and forced him to sit beside him. After that, he didn't know how to speak.

"That... Xiaomo, uncle has never disliked you, and will never dislike you, do you understand?"

Han Xiaomo nodded slightly, and responded obediently.

"Then... about your sister, I'm really surprised." Han Hansheng sighed heavily. In fact, after hearing the news of Han Xiaoqin's death, he felt uncomfortable, but he kept pretending to be strong.

"I actually really liked her at that time, you can see that?"

"Hmm..." Han Xiaomo nodded again. Although he didn't understand it when he was a child, he only recently understood why Han Hansheng always liked to run around with him in his arms. In fact, it was just to get more eyes on Han Xiaoqin.

"Uh..." Han Hansheng scratched the top of his head embarrassingly, "She is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen in my life, maybe it is my first love. But I didn't dare to encourage her until I left the village. Have the courage to tell her... I'm afraid she will laugh at me, because you all call me 'Uncle'..."

"You should have told her..." Han Xiaomo said in a low voice, and Han Hansheng smiled wryly, "Yeah, I didn't expect things to turn out like this."

After that, he turned his head to look at Han Xiaomo beside him, "Xiaomo, you are very similar to your sister. Not only do you look alike, but you also have the same gentle personality and the same ability in doing things. Sometimes, I can't help but call you As her..."

"Uncle." Han Xiaomo's face was expressionless, but he was trying his best to suppress the emotions that were about to rush out. "It doesn't matter if you treat me as her."

"..." Han Hansheng was taken aback for a moment, obviously he didn't expect the other party to say that.

"As long as you don't dislike me and don't think I'm a burden..." Han Xiaomo suddenly turned his face and looked at Han Hansheng seriously, "I'm willing to do whatever you want me to do, even if it's my sister's substitute..."

"Ah, Xiaomo, it's getting late, Uncle is so hungry!" Han Hansheng suddenly turned his head, looked at the clock hanging in the living room, and changed the topic.

"Well, I'll go and prepare." Han Xiaomo knew that he said this on purpose, so he didn't say anything more, stood up and walked into the kitchen.

Han Hansheng in the living room wiped off his cold sweat, his heart pounding.

Damn it!Why are you so flustered!

Knowing that Han Xiaomo had the idea of ​​being Han Xiaoqin's stand-in, shouldn't he simply cut off his incorrect idea and put it out?How can you mess up your own position first!

Why did the child have such an idea?

Is it because he felt that his sister's death was related to him, so he felt too guilty and blamed himself, so he came up with such a silly idea?

Just as Han Hansheng was guessing about Han Xiaomo's thoughts, Han Xiaomo had already served dinner on the table.

Seeing Han Xiaomo preparing meals like a housewife, Han Hansheng felt that he was wronging himself and trying to play the role of Han Xiaoqin.

"Xiaomo," Han Hansheng frowned and stared at Han Xiaomo, "You really don't need to torture yourself like this."

"Uncle, what are you talking about?" Han Xiaomo avoided Han Hansheng's gaze, and replied in embarrassment, "I don't think I'm being tortured."

"But you..." Han Hansheng was about to pull the opponent's hand to make him face his face, when the phone in his pocket vibrated again.

"..." Han Hansheng didn't want to pay attention to the phone at first, but the interrupted words could no longer continue for a while, and Han Xiaomo had already moved aside, as if avoiding him.

In desperation, Han Hansheng had no choice but to take out his mobile phone and answered the call with great reluctance.

"Hey……"

"Hansheng!" Captain Li's voice came from the phone, which made Han Hansheng startled immediately and cheered up, "Captain Li? What's the matter?"

Han Hansheng felt inexplicably that this call from Captain Li might mean that something happened again...

On the other end of the phone, as expected, Captain Li said in an extremely low voice: "The Li Youquan you went to find today... was found dead in the elevator."

"!"

Han Xiaoqin, Huang Dongshi, Wang Li... plus one Li Youquan is enough to make a mahjong table.

Like Huang Dongshi, Li Youquan died of suffocation, but unlike Huang Dongshi, his nostrils were full of sand, as if someone had pressed him hard into the sand.

But how can there be sand in the elevator?And leave no trace behind.

Han Hansheng and Li Fusheng quickly called in the surveillance video of the elevator. This time, it was the first time since the murder occurred that they obtained live video data, so everyone crowded in front of the video with nervousness.

Even, the sound of someone swallowing saliva can be heard.

The security guard who was the first to discover the body and was in charge of patrolling and inspecting that night said helplessly: "This video may not explain anything to you..."

While speaking, he turned on the video.

The surveillance video was quickly jumped to the moment when Li Youquan walked into the elevator.At that time, everyone in the building had already left work. Li Youquan walked from his office to the elevator entrance and took the hell elevator alone.

The video played slowly from the moment he closed the elevator door. At first, nothing seemed wrong. Li Youquan stood in the elevator and took out his mobile phone from his bag.

Then, the moment he was about to lift the phone up, the video suddenly became dark, as if the surveillance camera was covered by something!

"What's going on? How could there be a problem with the camera at this time!" Han Hansheng slammed the table, and Li Fusheng was as disappointed as he was.

But not long after, the video suddenly resumed the recording screen, but the characters in the screen had already collapsed to the ground.

At first, the security guard only thought that there was something wrong with the surveillance camera, but after a while, the video showed images again. He was glad that he didn't have to find someone to fix it, but he found his boss lying on the ground.

At that time, 10 minutes had elapsed since the estimated time of Li Youquan's death, which was about the same as that of Huang Dongshi.

The criminal police watched the whole video before and after, and they didn't see anyone entering the elevator before and after Li Youquan's death.

They also carefully checked the top of the elevator, and there was no sign of someone entering from above.

What's more, if that person entered the elevator from above, how could Li Youquan be unconscious?Even if Li Youquan is unconscious, the camera is still a certain distance from the vent, so it's impossible not to capture any clues!

Han Hansheng stared at the surveillance video, repeatedly watching the moment when the video malfunctioned.

Seeing the swelling and pain in his eyes, he still found nothing, frowned and thought, he always felt that something was wrong.

His intuition has always been very accurate, and he often solves crimes and makes meritorious deeds because of this.However, in this series of murders, his intuition seemed to be brought into play beyond normal, and he always saw messy hallucinations...

But he just saw it, but there was no way to verify it, which made the intuition he relied on most often useless.

"Hey!" Han Hanchang sighed, stood up from the chair and walked out the door.

Regardless of whether it works or not, try it first, maybe you can find some clues from the hallucinations!

I remember that the prerequisite for seeing hallucinations the first two times was that I was in the place where the victim was killed, and there were no people around.

With this in mind, Han Hansheng dismissed his colleagues guarding the homicide elevator, walked into the elevator alone, and closed the elevator door.

From the first floor to the tenth floor where Li Youquan was, nothing strange happened all the way.

When he reached the tenth floor, he pressed the button for the first floor again, and the elevator began to descend.

About one floor down, Han Hansheng suddenly shuddered for some reason!

After that, he raised his head subconsciously, and before he could see it clearly, he was covered by a gray thing!

After that, the heavy pressure made him kneel and sit on the ground!

It's sand!It's a lot of sand!The sand that almost filled the entire elevator!

His breathing became difficult, his chest became more and more stuffy, and his nostrils were blocked by sand!

"what!"