Fire to the Abyss

Qianqian was originally a lively and cheerful little girl who was not afraid of strangers at all. She was brought to the detachment by Chen Zhifeng to play several times and got along well with everyone.

The old man knocked on the door for a while, but there was no movement in the room. Yang Ming couldn't help but squeezed forward, leaned against the door and called softly, "Qi Qian, brother Yang is here, brother Yang brought you toffee."

Xia Yan quietly gave a slightly contemptuous look - everyone else was uncle and aunt, only Yang Ming was the elder brother.

In an emergency, Yang Ming didn't bother with Xia Yan, and prepared his voice for the next round of offensive, when suddenly he heard a "click" and the door opened.

Sissy was holding a plush toy in her arms, and was wearing a set of pink pajamas, standing behind the half-open door and looking at everyone.Her eyes were red and swollen badly, and she knew why she was locked in the room without asking.

Seeing his granddaughter's red and swollen eyes, the old man couldn't stop crying, so he turned his back on himself, stubbornly preventing his granddaughter from seeing his tears.

Cici's red, swollen teary eyes swept over and over the three men in front of her, as if she was making a certain choice.Not long after, she put down the plush toy in her bosom, threw herself into Xia Yan's bosom, buried her little head in Xia Yan's bosom, weeping, and said intermittently: "Uncle Xia... Dad... I can't see you..."

Xia Yan suddenly bumped into a warm little person in his arms. He was surprised but also a little flattered - Qianqian had never been very close to him, and usually followed Yang Ming's ass.Xia Yan gently stroked the little head in his arms, adjusted his posture, and carried Qianqian into the room under Yang Ming's surprised gaze.

He patted Sissy's back with his palm and remained silent for a long time.

He suddenly remembered that when his mother passed away, he was only a little older.After so many years, the appearance of his mother is very blurred. He only vaguely remembers a scene. The person who often gave him a warm embrace became cold, leaving only a small soft brother by his side.

The younger brother's body temperature is warmer than that of the mother, Xiao Xiayan thought, this is the continuation of her mother's life, and she must protect this precious continuation.

But the younger brother is too young, he always cries when he is awake, Xia Yan just imitates the way of an adult and holds him in his arms, but I don’t know if it’s the wrong posture or what, the younger brother keeps crying all the time, Xia Yan didn’t either I figured it out, put aside my crying brother, stared at him coldly for a few seconds, and finally burst into tears myself.

As soon as Xia Zhaoan entered the door, he saw the scene of two sons crying in competition. Seeing this, the nurse quickly picked up the younger son and started to coax him.Xia Zhaoan pulled Xia Yan into his arms without saying a word, stroked his hair with one hand, and patted his back with the other.Xia Yan filled his father's neckline with snot and tears before calming down.

Later, he found that his shoulders were also wet. It was the first and last time his father shed tears in his memory, so he was particularly impressed.

Xia Yan glanced at Xia Lin unconsciously, he helped the old man to sit down, and the two were talking in a low voice.The baby who only had long arms back then has grown so tall and outstanding, Xia Yan thought to himself, he must be worthy of his mother.

Probably because the adult's firm embrace has an excellent calming effect, Qianqian sobbed in Xia Yan's embrace for a while, then gradually calmed down, wiped away her tears with Xia Yan's coat, then struggled out of his embrace, stretched out her hand and asked Yang Ming for help. The toffee is gone.

Yang Ming has an aura of great affinity, he can get along with children naturally, and he is usually in charge of the interrogation of minors.Xia Yan winked at Yang Ming, and he picked up Qianqian and began to talk step by step. Xia Yan was free now, stood up and looked around the room.

From the layout of Sissy's room, we can see how much love she has been poured into. The decoration of the room is quite dreamy, with pink wallpaper and bed curtains, a bright crystal lamp above the head, and all kinds of plush dolls and cute toys in the room. toys, and a wall covered in her drawings.Xia Yan thinks that the princess room in girls' minds is probably like this.

Xia Yan wandered around for a while, and stopped in front of the wall covered with paintings.

There are some colorful crayon drawings on the wall, the level of painting is consistent with the age, the house is basically a triangle on a square, and the characters are a circle with a few lines, which is comparable to Xia Yan's current painting level.

However, it can be seen that there are gradually more lines from the bottom to the top, the colors are more colorful, and the paper is gradually getting newer. It seems that they have been carefully arranged in chronological order.

In the top painting, there is a thick-lined sun in the corner. Below is a small house. Two people, one tall and one short, are standing next to the house. There is a person sitting at the door. On the head, a big smiling face was outlined with a few simple strokes.

It should be a warm and quiet picture. Grandma is basking in the sun at the door, and she opens the window by herself, just in time to see her parents coming to pick her up.But the whole picture was drawn with black crayon, and the paper was still wrinkled badly. It is not difficult to see that this was caused by many tear marks.

Xia Yan's heart sank suddenly, and he turned his head to look at Qianqian, who was listening to Yang Ming calmly.

Yang Ming's progress was quite slow, so he turned Cici to the time point: "Did Cici receive any presents for Christmas last year? Cici is so cute, there must be many little boys who gave gifts..."

This kind of questioning method may be able to ask until it is dark, but Xia Yan has no other choice but to be anxious, so he has to turn back and continue to look at the painting. He looked at it, and suddenly his eyes darkened. Locked on a painting - the painting is a squatting person with a ball of thread painted on his face, I don't know what it is, a hat is on his head, and a black square is drawn on his waist.Different from other paintings, this person does not draw facial features, and the whole person is drawn with black strokes. Compared with the surrounding colorful paintings, there is a strong sense of disobedience.

Xia Yan pointed to the painting and asked Sissy: "Cissy, who is this person?"

Qianqian looked up and said, "Brother Yang Ming, this is the person I just mentioned."

Yang Ming: "Sissy just said that someone gave her the same toffee I just gave her. When she was going to school one day, she found a strange uncle outside the school gate. She was in physical education class in the afternoon. She was standing outside at the time, and her uncle was still there when she finished cleaning and left school. She was curious, so she went to ask her uncle which child was waiting for her, and the uncle said he was waiting for her daughter, so Sissy chatted with him for a while, and then Someone gave her a piece of candy, saying that Sissy's braids were very beautiful, and wanted to take a photo to learn it by herself and show it to her daughter. Come and bring her home."

Yang Ming looked in the direction Xia Yan pointed at: "If you look at it this way, this man is indeed suspicious."

Qianqian shook Yang Ming's arm, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Brother Yang Ming, did you listen to me carefully just now, that's why I said he was a strange uncle. He obviously opened his clothes, but said he was afraid of wearing them in the cold Wearing a hat and a mask, it's so weird."

It turned out that the black lump on his face was a mask. Xia Lin stepped forward, pointed to the black square on his waist and asked, "Sissy, what is this?"

Sissy leaned forward and took a serious look, lowered her head to think for a while, then raised her head and replied, "This is the thing that Dad usually wears on his waist. I forgot what it was called. Although I only saw it for a while, it must be That's the right thing."

The three immediately exchanged glances, Xia Yan said in a deep voice, "Gun?"

Sissy nodded vigorously: "Yes, this is the gun."

Several people chatted with Sissy for a long time in a rather roundabout way, and after making sure that there were no more clues, they slowly returned home.

On the way back, Yang Ming was not allowed to drive, Xia Lin consciously got into the driver's seat, and Xia Yan pulled Yang Ming into the back seat.As soon as he got in the car, Xia Yan immediately changed his face, grabbed Yang Ming's collar, and growled sullenly: "You'd better explain to me where the toffee came from, or I'll be the first You are the one who suspects!"

Yang Ming was startled by Xia Yan's sudden action, sobbed for a while before he could say a complete sentence, but Xia Lin spoke first: "Brother, calm down, if that person is Yang Ming, can Qianxi recognize him?" out?"

Yang Ming eats too many snacks every day, and his mind is bigger than the sky. Generally speaking, he can't remember where the candy is made. After being frightened by Xia Yan, his head suddenly brightened, and he hurriedly explained: " The toffee was taken in the detachment two days ago, in the drawer where we usually hide snacks."

There are two drawers under the cabinet where the coffee machine is placed in the detachment. Everyone usually puts some snacks there, and anyone who works overtime at night and gets hungry can go and grab some.

Xia Yan let go of Yang Ming, put one hand on his forehead, and leaned back on the seat. After a long silence, he sighed deeply: "I'm sorry...I know it's not you."

It took Yang Ming a while to realize that two irreconcilable factors, toffee and gun, appeared at the same time, and they were cleverly related to the Chengzhou detachment. It couldn't be explained by coincidence anyway.

Yang Ming suddenly had a bold idea: "Captain Xia, could it be that..." This thought was both unbelievable and quite offensive, he cut it off in the middle of his words, leaving only a look on his face as if struck by lightning. expression.

Xia Lin looked indifferent, and continued without restraint: "The person who threatened Chen Zhifeng with Qianqian is undoubtedly a policeman from the Chengzhou Detachment, that is, a member of the puppet master. Chen Zhifeng was killed in all likelihood because of this person." .This trip was worthwhile, the breakthrough was significant, and the scope was narrowed down in one go. Next, we only need to check the people in the detachment.”

Before Yang Ming turned around from the shock, he looked at Xia Lin with his head, and then looked back at Xia Yan.Xia Yan still didn't say a word, sitting himself like an unmoving human sculpture.However, Yang Ming read a cruel message from Xia Yan's long silence: Xia Lin's words are all right, the murderer is in the detachment...

Before getting out of the car, Xia Yan slowly opened his mouth: "Yang Ming, you come to check the detachment's people, you know the physical characteristics, check the alibi, and the festival with Chen Zhifeng...you check it yourself, don't make a fuss... Just treat everyone else as suspects except you, including me."

The second half of the sentence was as soft as a whisper, if Yang Ming hadn't gotten close, he wouldn't have been able to hear it clearly.After finishing speaking, Xia Yan got out of the car as if he had lost his soul, while Yang Ming was still on the back seat in a daze.

"Brother Yang Ming, since the murderer is a member of the detachment, there may be no valuable clues to be found in that direction of investigation. This case mainly depends on you." Xia Lin turned around and smiled heartlessly at Yang Ming, " But don't worry, I will help you."

Yang Ming replied blankly: "But, just now Team Xia asked me to investigate alone."

Xia Lin: "He said that because everyone else is suspected, and the fewer people who know about it, the better, but you see, firstly, I am not from the Chengzhou detachment, so I have no suspicion; secondly, I am now I already know it, and you didn’t disclose it to others; in the end, it’s faster for the two of us to investigate than you alone, don’t you want to find the murderer earlier?”

Xia Lin spoke eloquently, and soon surrounded Yang Ming. He nodded solemnly, completely forgetting Xia Yan's instructions to everyone when Xia Lin first joined the detachment—Let Xia Lin get involved in the case, give him a It is enough for him to waste time with endless clues, there is no need for him to learn things, the most important thing is to let him settle down.

Although Xia Yan seemed to have lost his soul when he got off the car, in the short distance of dozens of steps from the parking lot to the gate of the detachment, he forcibly retrieved the scattered soul, and when he entered the door, his expression was normal.

Everyone was busy with the investigation direction set in the meeting in the morning. The lobby was filled with the sound of flipping books and typing on the keyboard. Those who were looking for information were looking for information, and those who were watching the surveillance were watching the surveillance. They didn't take the leader seriously.Xia Yan poked here and looked there as if nothing happened.

Xia Yan got tired of caring for his colleagues after a while. He walked to the coffee machine as if nothing had happened, and opened the two drawers on the right hand side one by one. There were still some scattered high-calorie snacks in the drawers. After pawing a few times, I didn't see the toffee that Yang Ming was holding.

Xia Yan let out a disappointed "Tsk", took out a box of chocolates like the next best thing, and ripped off the wrapping paper rudely while walking towards the lobby, "Oh, why are there no toffees in the drawer?"

He Rong glanced at the leader who was eating snacks and watching the show from the corner of her eye, and replied angrily, "It's over."

Xia Yan: "Who brought it, is there any more?"

The comrades who were still willing to reward the leader with a little face raised their heads and looked at each other, then shook their heads in unison. The rest of them didn't look up at him at all, and He Rong and Zhang Chi were among them.

Zhang Chi tapped his fingers on the keyboard quickly, without taking his eyes off the computer screen: "Hey Captain Xia, you can eat something else if you don't have toffee, we're so busy here, who remembers who brought the candy. "

"That's right," He Rong rolled her eyes at Xia Yanyun in the midst of her busy schedule, "I put the chocolate in your hand, do you have any dissatisfaction?"

Xia Yan pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled: "Don't dare, don't dare."