refining fire

Jiacheng Meishu——

This is a villa area with an excellent ecological environment located in the core area of ​​the city center, targeting high-end users. After driving through the simple decorated stone arch gate, we found Building No. 9 not far away.This is a three-story building with its own courtyard at the front and back, full of roses and peonies. There are four parking spaces in the front yard. At this time, only two cars are parked - a white BMW 8 Series and a black Porsche.

Meng Su honked the car horn, and the courtyard door opened, and the three of them parked the car. At this time, an aunt came out of the building to greet them.

"Come in, come in!" Auntie beckoned them into the hall.

Zhou Shen showed his police officer ID and said, "Did you report the case?"

"My wife reported the case, oops, I'm so anxious, I haven't come back for several days!" The aunt was talking to the police, and went in to inform the wife.

On the wall of the luxuriously decorated living room on the first floor, there is a salon photo of the mother and daughter. A charming and fashionable woman is hugging a bold and avant-garde girl who is also heavily made up.

Looking at the sofa opposite, the beautiful woman leaned there with a melancholy face. She was wearing a little makeup, wearing a dark red tea dress, holding a silk handkerchief, and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes a few times. Yu wanted to stand up.

"You guys are here, my family Yoyo must have been killed by that bitch and her son, the people's government will decide for me~ woo woo woo..." She couldn't help sobbing as she spoke.

"Tell me slowly, what's going on?" Zhou Shen asked while sitting on the sofa on the other side, and Xiao Duan also took out his notebook and began to record briefly.

I just heard this beautiful woman who I still feel sorry for start to talk: "My daughter Yuan Xuyou, she is the little princess of the Yuan family, she is the only jewel in my husband's palm, it must be that bitch, it must be her, jealous My wife, she finally murdered my daughter! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...""

"Tell me how you found out that your daughter was missing?" Zhou Shen continued to ask patiently.

"Woooo... five days ago... I went shopping with some sisters that night, and then went to Mrs. Wang's house to play mahjong. At around 12 o'clock at night, I received a message from my daughter, saying that I want to play mahjong at night." I went to a classmate's house to play, and I won't come back, because she used to spend the night at a good friend's house, so I didn't think much about it. Children of this age~ You know, they are all rebellious, and it is counterproductive to control too much. I played mahjong all night, and it was already afternoon when I got home the next day. When I got home, I washed up and went to bed, and it was estimated that the child was at school at that time, and it was definitely impossible to see her at home. I slept until after 11 o'clock at night. , I was woken up by a phone ringing. Mrs. Wang said that they happened to be missing one of three, and told me to hurry up to get in. I changed my clothes and went out. You think, it’s so late, even if the children come back, they will probably have already fallen asleep. , so I didn't notice that she didn't come home at all. On the third day, when I came home at noon, Mama Liu asked me why I didn't see the eldest lady back for two days. I said it might be at a classmate's house. , children are playful, Liu's mother didn't ask any more questions, and she didn't come back until ninety o'clock in the evening. It stands to reason that school should have been over long ago, so I called her, but the phone was always turned off. I was a little panicked. I usually never take care of my child's studies. I only met a few of her little sisters, but I never thought of leaving her contact number. Who should I call on this big night? Where are we going? So, the first thing I thought of was to call my husband, but...but... woo woo woo woo..."