Criminal Investigation: Three Points Wildfire

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He said nothing, and the horn was silent for a few seconds.

Xie Yu's reaction was probably different from what he had imagined, but any teenager who was kidnapped would definitely be flustered, even if he wasn't afraid of begging for mercy, he would chase after him and ask "What do you guys want?" How can you let me go?"

But through the surveillance camera, it can be seen that the boy sitting on the kindergarten table does not seem to be flustered.

Even when he heard something about his dead mother, he didn't move his eyelids, as if he was listening to a stranger's story.

Xie Yu's reaction was not right, and the clown on the other end of the speaker didn't seem to know how to proceed with the scene. Without a cooperating audience, the clown's next words seemed a little blunt.

"Don't you want to know?" The clown's tone was very light, like coaxing a child to eat candy, slowly drifting down: "You should know, the person who killed your mother has been on the run for ten years. "

The word ten years seems light to say, and it takes less than a second when the tip of the tongue touches the upper teeth, but it takes an extraordinarily long time to grow up. Some figures and things suddenly floated before Xie Yu's eyes. The good and the bad are all swept away in an instant like a revolving lantern.

He was a likable child when he was a child, and it is easy for an innocent and cute child to be favored by adults, not to mention a good-looking child like him, every time his mother carried him out, he would attract a lot of attention Help the parents stuff him with delicious food. His grandma loves him very much. She often makes him a snack made of hawthorn. Feeling tired, he would ask his grandma to feed him every time, and then sit on the wooden horse and watch TV.

When hanging out with friends, his father’s status as a police officer gave him a lot of face. Boys at that time still admired the police, and compared each other to guns with their fingers, pretended to shoot each other, or spent money to buy water guns to fight. His ten years ago was the happiest child in the whole courtyard.

Then everything changed.

Because of the loss of their only daughter, grandma and grandpa hated their father to the bone, and even hated him. The parents in the courtyard thought that their family had died, which was unlucky, and they would not let their children play with them anymore. In order to find the murderer who killed his mother, his father rushed into the police station like a madman, and rarely returned home.

When Xie Yu was very young, he never understood what it meant to be unlucky, and he didn't quite understand why those people attacked him. Later, when he grew up, he also understood that those parents were probably afraid of being implicated by their family, so they were already dead. It seems possible for a mother to die a few more neighbors.

From then on, Xie Yu seemed to understand that he had been labeled, and he was excluded as a matter of course.

Neighbors when I was young, friends when I was young, and teachers who were older, the pictures flashed in my mind one by one, and finally, Xie Yu's eyes fixed on that picture.

The clown's words were already obvious, and Xie Yu was never someone who needed to be pointed out. He turned his mind for a while, and suddenly asked, "What's his name?"

The person on the other side of the speaker paused, and then spit out a few words very quickly.

"Yue Long, male, 48 years old, from the Xing'an League of Inner Mongolia, was active in D City earlier. When he was 31 years old, he was arrested by your father for seven years because of drug trafficking. Before entering, Yue Long already had a daughter, who was three years old. After he got into the game, his wife divorced him and remarried. After he got out of the game, his daughter didn't recognize him. After he came out, he started to go back to his old business with the help of his former friends, and was captured by your father again, but he was in Your father ran away during the arrest process and returned to G City."

Speaking of this, the clown's voice suddenly became a little strange, and he laughed a few times in a weird way, slightly elevated, and pressed straight through a speaker: "Do you know why he wanted to kill your mother? Because he Thinking that your father caught him twice and ruined his life, so he will also ruin your father's life. After he killed your mother, he wanted to kill you and then committed suicide directly, but you ran away, he The plan failed."

"And then, because of your father's arrest, he fled all the way to a small village deep in the mountains. You can't imagine how he has spent the past ten years. He has changed from a drug dealer to a good husband. He married in the mountains. He married a widow and lived by farming. There is no Internet in the mountains, and no one knows about his past. He even has a young son who is only eight years old this year. After all, you were only eight years old when your accident happened. age."

The sound of the voice changer came through the speaker, and some electric current sizzled, piercing into Xie Yu's head piercingly.

Xie Yu suddenly remembered the summer when he was eight years old.

Watermelon, TV, mother, knife, red blood.

Before he knew it, his nails had already scratched the photo, and the face on the photo had been cut into a deeply sunken arc. His knuckles were slightly white, and it took several seconds before he looked up. Get up and look towards the horn.

There is a flashing monitor behind the speaker, Xie Yu can clearly see the red light, he stared at the camera, as if he saw the person behind the camera through the camera.

After a few seconds, Xie Yu lowered his eyes again.

Following Xie Yu's silence, the surroundings fell into a dead silence again.

What the person behind the horn wanted to do was to arouse Xie Yu's emotions.

If the Xie Yu sitting here was the Xie Yu who knew nothing about everything a month and a half ago, was resentful and indulged in bars every day, accompanied by alcohol and cigarette butts, then the person behind the trumpet might still succeed.

At that time, Xie Yu felt that life was meaningless. He was full of loneliness and sorrow, but he was unable to do anything. No matter what the clown wanted to do, he would be fooled.

No, it can't be said that he was fooled, it should be said that he took the initiative to jump into the trap, he didn't want to live anyway, and he was willing to meet someone who was willing to help him get revenge.

But unfortunately, the clown came a month and a half late.

During this month and a half, Xie Yu met a different person.

The picture in his head was frozen on Chen Zhao's face.

Xie Yu seemed to have returned to that night again. He lifted his injured foot and jumped down from the steps with a "boom". After he got down, he saw Chen Zhao sitting on the sofa, facing him sideways, with a big smile on his head. A dim yellow light, whistling at him.

This person is not good, careless, sloppy, can sleep in the same bed with mice, ash is piled high in the tank, when people walk by, there is a gust of wind, the ash can be rolled on the face, clothes are thrown around, and it is dirty. Throwing the underwear into the washing machine together, it may take three days to take it out and hang it up, and he never eats well. The rice bowl can be thrown into the sink and thrown into the end of time. The only good thing is probably his face.

One look makes one forgive all faults.

If you look at it twice, you can't bear to die.

Xie Ji had thought about it before, if he died, who would cook for Chen Zhao in the future?Miao Hua?

Thinking about it this way, Xie Yu would have to be revived if he died.

The fingers pinching the photo flicked inadvertently, and Xie Yu finally raised his head again. This time, he did not wait for the person over the speaker to ask questions, but raised his head slightly, and asked actively: "You tied me up?" Did you come here just to persuade me to make a wish?"

Apart from wishing, there should be no other intersection between him and the clown.

In fact, Xie Yu vaguely understood why the clown came to him, because he was Xie Ming's son, a family member of the victim of the Wen Mei case, and a real "oppressed" and "wronged" poor person.

His father has dedicated his whole life to investigating cases, and his mother has a gentle personality and never does anything harmful, but their family has fallen to this point. Compared with Bai Xiaolong and Zhao Yangyang, he is the most suitable person to "make a wish" .

He has a whole body of bloody enmity, compared to the petty fights between Bai Xiaolong and Zhao Yangyang, his enmity is bloody enmity, enmity that can be carved into the bones even if a layer of human skin is peeled off.

Moreover, he is the son of a policeman.

Let him be a wish-maker, then reveal his identity, expose his bloodstains hidden in the years, and then fulfill his wish with his own hands - the clown can do what the police can't do. Instantly detonated public opinion.

Of course, detonating public opinion is secondary, mainly to satisfy the twisted desire of the clown. The clown seems to hate the police and the murderer very much, so he picks up the butcher knife himself.

This is probably why the clown chose him.

He is both the victim's son and the policeman's son, and he is the best wisher.

Xie Yu leaned on the table and thought again, is there a possibility that he has been selected long ago, Bai Xiaolong and Zhao Yangyang are just appetizers in front of him, a big drama that revolves around him, he is the The protagonist in the play.

After all, there is no such thing as a coincidence.

Xie Yu hadn't thought of this before, so naturally he didn't mention it to Chen Zhao. Bai Xiaolong's mother used to be neighbors with Xie Yu's father, and the two were related, but they were far away. The contact was cut off. If I met on the street, I might not recognize it, but now I suddenly thought of it.

One for Bai Xiaolong and one for Zhao Yangyang, both within his living range.

Is it possible that these two goals were chosen around him in the first place?

Xie Yu's heart sank more and more, he squeezed the bones of his hand, and thought of Chen Zhao again.

When thinking of some bad things, Xie Yu would habitually think of Chen Zhao, as if thinking of this person would give him a little peace of mind.

"Don't you want to take revenge?" At this time, the clown behind the horn seemed to be stung by Xie Yu's slightly indifferent attitude, his voice suddenly raised, with a little anger, he roared from behind the horn: "You forgot Did you suffer from the pain of losing a loved one? She died in front of you, hacked to death with a knife, don't you want to avenge him?"

Xie Yu pinched the photo in his hand, raised his head slightly, and said softly, "I can call the police."

"What's the use of calling the police!" The clown's voice over the loudspeaker became more and more high-pitched, like the tip of chalk slashing across the blackboard, causing Xie Yu to narrow his eyes slightly.

"Call the police, call the police! Police, a bunch of trash!" Across a loudspeaker, the people over there yelled frantically: "Can the police help you avenge you? No! They will only say some high-sounding words after the incident, the murderer It's so close, they can't catch it, they can't catch it! Wen Mei is dead, have they caught it? No! In the past ten years, they have never really looked for it! Yue Long is in the countryside not far from them, How ironic, the victim was chopped into pieces, and the family members of the victim will never get out of the pain, but what about the murderer? Give birth to children and enjoy the family happiness! Is this fair? Thank you, is it fair!"

Xie Yu raised his head, looked at the trumpet again, and asked him: "So, do you want me to wish Yue Long to die?"

"Isn't it good to make a wish?" The clown's tone instantly became low, with a long tail, like a clown standing in the background, laughing at the absurd world, and sighing with a smile: "You can avenge your mother, you can Let the murderer be brought to justice, relatively, you only need to pay a small price, Xie Yu, don't you want the murderer to suffer a hundredfold repayment?"

The clown seduced and murmured, like a devil handing a butcher knife to an ignorant child: "You can get any fairness you want, you are just an eye for an eye, an eye for an eye, what those people owe you is what they owe you." It should be returned to you."

Xie Yu was silent for about half a minute, and finally spoke.

"I refuse," he said.