Criminal Investigation: Three Points Wildfire

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Chen Zhao paused when he bit the apple, and a large piece of apple was stuffed into his side face, raising his face in an arc. He didn't seem to expect Xie Yu to ask such a question, and he didn't know how to answer Xie Yu, anyway. He was silent for a moment before swallowing the apple in his mouth, casually leaning against the kitchen door, and asked Xie Yu, "Why are you asking this?"

The position he was leaning on was exactly the position Xie Yu had leaned on when he came in. He leaned against the wall with his arms folded, his eyes fixed on the apple in his hand, and occasionally he raised his eyes, the scars on his eyelids became more fierce and faint There is a bit of an "interrogation" feeling.

Xie Yu didn't answer him, didn't even turn his head to look at him, but took a handful of vegetables from the side, and walked to the sink to wash the vegetables.

The pool was closer to the door, and as soon as Xie Yu came over, he was only one meter away from Chen Zhao, so close that Chen Zhao could see everything on Xie Yu clearly.

The young man has tall bones and a handsome figure. When washing the vegetables, all ten fingers were wet by the water. The milky white fingers intertwined with the green vegetables. His sleeves were rolled up, revealing a section of his arm, which was slender at the top. Because of bending over, the neckline of the pajamas will sink slightly, exposing the collarbone inside.

Xie Yu's collarbone is very beautiful, with neat lines and jade-like skin. When he was washing vegetables, a drop of water fell on his neck. The drop of water slid down Xie Yu's neck all the way to his collarbone, and Xie Yu picked it up again. wipe.

"Just ask." After wiping the water drops, Xie Yu shook off the vegetables on his hands, turned his head and walked back to the chopping board, lowering his head to cut vegetables.

The tip of the knife was regularly chopping on the cutting board. With the range hood together, the kitchen smelled a little more like fireworks. Chen Zhao leaned against the wall and looked at Xie Yu for a while, then slowly said: "These things I shouldn't have told you, you're underage—"

"One month." Xie Yu hung his head and replied in a muffled voice: "To be precise, I will be eighteen in 28 days."

Chen Zhao smiled, took a big bite of the apple, and continued: "Yes, apart from these, it is also because of the special circumstances of this case, but since you asked, I will pick something I can tell you."

Although Xie Yu didn't raise his head, he was obviously slower in chopping vegetables.

"Your mother, Wen Mei, used to work as a language teacher at No. 40 Primary School in G City. She was [-] years old when she died. It has been more than ten years since Wen Mei passed away. The police have never given up on tracing the other party's identity. The files of this case will be released. On my desk in the office, there are new discoveries every year, but no one is ever found."

When Chen Zhao mentioned the case, although his tone seemed casual, his tone of voice had been suppressed. The last sentence came out of his throat, which was a little hoarse due to his unique smoky voice. I tried my best to describe it calmly, but Xie Yu still found a trace of anger in it.

It's like a seal, even if it's been many years, as long as it is lifted a little bit, the emotions suppressed underneath will roll up and surge up.

"In addition to us, your grandparents have also been to the police station many times." When Chen Zhao mentioned the two old people, there was a bit of indescribable vicissitudes in his tone: "They always wanted The police caught the murderer who killed their daughter at that time."

But the police never found it.

Speaking of the Wen family's old couple, Chen Zhao's mood was not too good.

Wen Mei's family are kind and good people. They hoped that their children would grow up healthy and safe, but Wen Mei died unexpectedly because of Xie Ming's relationship, and the entire Wen family also hated Xie Ming.

Even with it, they don't want to thank you.

Their hatred for Xie Ming cannot be dissipated by time, even, their hatred is like a small tree, which gradually grows with time, and finally grows into a towering tree.

In the beginning, it was breath that kept them alive, but in the end, it was hatred that kept them alive.

They are very old and their bodies are useless. The two old people live alone on their pensions. When other people's families are full of children and grandchildren, the two of them can only hold the photo of their daughter more than ten years ago in the dark. Staring at a pile of old things in a daze.

Even though the sun was shining outside the window, their bodies seemed to be lying in a muddy quagmire, festering all the time.

And their souls have long been worn away by time and pain, their bodies have become walking corpses, and their souls have become a mass of useless gas. They are still alive, and they only have one obsession - until the person who killed their daughter Arrested.

For a period of time, Xie Ming in Chen Zhao's impression became very crazy.

When the incident happened, Chen Zhao didn't even enter the police station. When he entered the police station, everything was "over".

It is not appropriate to say that it is over, it is better to say that it has been "forgotten by time".

The long-term investigation did not see any improvement. The anger and justice of outsiders were gradually wiped out, leaving only those in the whirlpool to continue to struggle. In the end, only Xie Ming was left investigating this matter.

However, Xie Ming did not investigate anything.

The person who killed Wen Mei seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

Thinking of these, Chen Zhao felt a little panicked in his heart, but it wasn't too uncomfortable.

There are too many old cases in the police station, and there are more cases that cannot be found out. People who died unjustly one after another. If you read too much, you will ignore it.

Of course, there are also those who can't see it. Those who can't see it will either go to a psychological clinic and send results to those psychologists, or they will continue to rush on the case like Xie Ming like Xie Ming.

"I know." Just as Chen Zhao was wandering in vain, Xie Yu replied in a low voice: "I know they haven't given up."

As much as the Wen family was obsessed with Wen Mei's death, they hated Xie Yu. No one could feel this feeling better than Xie Yu.

It's like digging out the heart and roasting it on the fire. I don't know when I will be able to get down, but I get used to it while roasting, and it seems that it doesn't burn people so much.

Chen Zhao came back to his senses and saw that Xie Yu was still chopping vegetables.

Xie Yu is usually like a child, screaming and rebellious and arrogant, but when encountering something, he is very calm and has a lot of brains, just like Xie Ming.

At this moment, Chen Zhao saw Xie Yu turn on the fire, and in the sound of the gas stove "sizzling", his voice casually threw thunder: "Today, I received news from the clown."