Burning fire

"They're all unscrupulous things. My father is old and disabled, so he just left it in the nursing home. What's so great about marrying far away? I haven't called a single call since the New Year, and I don't even know if my father is gone."

In the police station, a policeman took a sip of tea.The inferior tea leaves were too rough, he drank a mouthful of tea stalks, as if he had swallowed a mouthful of dry straw, and immediately turned his head and poohed towards the trash can.

"Anyway, children are debts." Another police officer said, and yawned after speaking.

The police station worked overtime again last night.The eyeballs of these two people are now flushed, and their nerves are strained by exhaustion and anger, which makes them especially excited.

"Is that the old man from the canteen yesterday?" Zhou Qizun asked.

Zhou Qizun came to find Gao Yan, but unfortunately Gao Yan was out of work and hadn't come back yet.Although he came uninvited, Zhou Qizun was familiar with the people in the bureau, so he was asked to come in first and wait.

Zhou Qizun is sensible, and never asks blindly based on his connections. For example, when Gao Yan is out on the job, he won't ask about it.At this moment, he heard two police officers complaining, and his question was also very measured: "Can you tell me about this?"

He still cares.According to Zhang Jueming, the old man's body was killed by evil spirits.

Zhou Qizun touched his trouser pocket subconsciously.With a mobile phone in his pocket, he and Zhang Jueming were on the phone.

Zhou Qizun has always hated the feeling of guilty conscience the most, and the principle of life is "open and aboveboard".But because of Zhang Jueming, he can only do nothing.Zhou Qizun secretly sighed.

"There's nothing we can't say about this." A police officer rubbed his face, picked up the spoon on the table, unscrewed the coffee lid, and directly poured a spoonful of coffee powder into his mouth.

In the next 2 minutes, the two police officers ate two spoonfuls of coffee powder each, and briefly talked about the old man's situation with Zhou Qizun.

After a night of investigation, it was found that the old man had poor interpersonal relationships, and was unable to take care of himself after losing his legs in a traffic accident a few years ago, and was thrown into a small private nursing home by his daughter.

And his daughter later married to another province, and the old man lost his relatives here.

There are all kinds of people in the world, good, evil, beautiful and ugly, and there are naturally many kinds of children in the world.The old man's life was not good, and he got a bad girl.

The water that the married girl poured out, that bastard thought that his father was here to be taken care of, so he could sit back and relax, and even saved his conscience, and rarely called to greet him.Especially since last year, the old man's mental state has become worse and worse, and her hearing has also deteriorated. She can't even hear the phone clearly. She calls less often, usually only once every three or four months.

During the Chinese New Year this year, it was inconvenient to catch a heavy snowfall outside the province, so she didn't even have to come back to see the old man. She just made a phone call on the first day of the new year, and she didn't know that her father was gone until yesterday.

The canteen downstairs in Jin Mingyu’s house is owned by the old man himself. He opened it to earn a living when his daughter was young. It has been closed for many years and no one has taken care of it. Because it is small and old, and the location is average, it cannot be sold out. , waiting for the demolition to exchange for money.

The old man died alone in it, and no one found out after a long time, so it was understandable.

There have been such examples in the news for a long time. The old man who lived alone died at home for several days. After the smell of the corpse came out, someone called the police, and then made the headlines, and the world lamented and criticized.

"Isn't the old man in a private nursing home? If he is lost, the nursing home can't find him?" Zhou Qizun asked.

"I'm even more angry when I talk about it." Two spoonfuls of coffee powder choked on panic, and the two policemen began to pour Red Bull into their throats again.

"We sent someone to look at the so-called 'private nursing home' early in the morning. It was a fart. His daughter specified that she found it for cheap." The policeman said angrily, "There is no serious license at all, although there is no Elderly abuse, but I really don't pay much attention to it. It should be copied!"

"Let's ask, the people in the black-hearted 'nursing home' said that the old man will disappear after the year." Another police officer clicked his tongue, "They said that the old man had been talking about celebrating the New Year with his daughter and son-in-law years ago, and they thought it was his daughter who picked him up Gone without saying hello."

"Pure nonsense, shirk responsibility."

"Both sides are not responsible. Neither one can pick it clean."

"But it's quite strange. He is a disabled old man, why did he run back to the commissary by himself? There is not even a wheelchair in the commissary. You can't crawl back, right?"

"Who knows, maybe the wheelchair was stolen. Bicycle baskets are stolen these days, and funeral wreaths can be thrown away. When we found the body, the door of the commissary was unlocked. There are so many weird things in this society. Let's go, shameless people will catch a lot..."

The two police officers said a few words to each other.Zhou Qizun remained silent and did not speak again.He probably figured out what happened to the old man.

The old man may have passed away within a few days of the Chinese New Year.After death, he was put on the corpse by Xie Chong, so he would go back to the canteen, and he probably wouldn't need a wheelchair.

Zhou Qizun was still thinking about it, when the police officer who was closer to him suddenly called him.

"Hey, Brother Zhou, would you like some coffee too?" The policeman asked Zhou Qizun holding an instant pot, "Three-in-one, Nestle."

"I don't need it." Zhou Qizun regained his senses and waved his hands, "You can't just eat coffee powder, what does it taste like."

"Hey, our tongues are rough and we can't taste the taste. It's troublesome to make coffee, but it saves effort to eat it dry, and it's just as refreshing. Isn't this still drinking Red Bull?" The policeman smiled, "Brother Zhou, if you drink it, I'll give it to you." You make a drink."

"No need." Zhou Qizun sighed.

These days, it's not easy to do anything. Looking at the clothes on the people's police, they are all heroes of punishing evil and promoting good. In fact... it's just a group of chicken coops on their heads, and they have lost their sense of taste. It's just hard work.Heroes are too ordinary to be more embarrassing.

"By the way, Dayan led the team to squat, why haven't you come back at this o'clock?" The policeman put down the coffee powder, turned his face and asked his colleague.

"It should be fast by the time."

As soon as the words fell, the door of the police station was suddenly pushed open, and there was the sound of crackling footsteps.

After a while, Gao Yan appeared.

"Dayan!"

"how is the situation?"

The two police officers immediately threw the coffee powder and Red Bull, and rushed to Gao Yan.

Gao Yan was holding his mobile phone and was listening to the call. He just nodded to the two colleagues, who immediately breathed a sigh of relief and showed joy on their faces.

"Well, I've been caught, but I haven't been interrogated yet. Well, I'll talk about it later." After hanging up the phone, Gao Yan patted the shoulder of the colleague opposite, "I've been caught, let's go into the interrogation room."

"That's great. That man still wants to run away. It's a good idea. It's really worth our people guarding the train station for most of the night."

"Brother Zhou?" Seeing Zhou Qizun, Gao Yan hurriedly brushed his colleague's shoulder and walked towards Zhou Qizun.

Zhou Qizun stood up from his seat and went up to Gao Yan: "Sorry, I came here without saying hello."

"It's okay." Gao Yan had just caught the murderer, and now he was refreshed, "You came just in time."

"I'm going to call you later." Gao Yan said, "Jiang Liu's body can be taken away."

Zhou Qizun nodded.He remembered the man who rushed out from the door when he went to Jin Mingyu's house.Because of Jin Mingyu, Zhou Qizun didn't have time to catch up with him.Zhou Qizun had given this clue to Gao Yan a long time ago.

Zhou Qizun: "What do you mean?"

Gao Yan: "Yes, the murderer of Jiang Liu has been caught! It's the man you mentioned before."

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Jin Mingyu took his mother's surname, and his mother's name was Jin Mei.

Although Jin Mei was born in the countryside, she was different from most rural people who were born and buried in the countryside. She was particularly beautiful, smart and hardworking.

A family of four siblings, Jinmei has three older brothers, she is the youngest in the family.But the countryside is closed, and the Jin family still has some patriarchal thoughts.Although Jin Mei hadn't been bullied much since she was a child, she didn't receive any preferential treatment either.

The Jin family's conditions are mediocre, and they rely on greenhouses for a living.In the year of Jinmei's college entrance examination, the fortune was bad and the family's harvest was not good.Money was already tight, but God was not open to it and added fuel to the fire. Jinmei's eldest brother fell seriously ill, and the family's savings were emptied within a few months.

Jinmei's grades are very good, and she was admitted to a key university in the imperial capital.On the day he received the admission notice, Jin's father, who had just returned from the hospital's vigil for his eldest brother, hunched over and held Jin Mei's hand tightly with a pair of rough and old hands.

There is a long scar on the back of Father Jin's left hand, which was injured when he went out to work as a bricklayer three years ago.Jin Mei remembered that that summer, when her second brother was admitted to university, Jin's father went to pick up a job as a bricklayer. He worked for more than half a month, and in exchange for this injury and a wad of money, Jin's father used the money to buy his second brother. took a laptop.

Now the scar has been healed by the wind in the countryside and baked by the sun in the countryside, and it is bulging.

Jin's father patted Jinmei's hand lightly, and said in a thick and rustic dialect: "Xiaomei, your big pot (brother) is sick, Sanguo (brother) is working outside, Erguo (brother) is still studying Daqie (Learning), you Ma (Mom) is getting old and not in good health. How about..."

Jin's father paused, took a breath and said: "Don't go to study (book), help at home, take care of your cauldron (brother). Our family...doesn't have that much money to pay for it. is you."

Jin Mei looked at the ugly scar on Father Jin's hand, and measured its length with her eyes—to be precise, it was at least seven or eight centimeters.

She didn't cry, let alone yell, and even after listening to the words, there was no ups and downs in her heart. Her heart seemed flat, dead, and unable to move.

Jin Mei said, "Okay."

Until half a year later, Jin Mei's eldest brother died of a serious illness. Jin Mei suddenly disappeared from the world and disappeared from her family.

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"The Jin family didn't look for her?" Zhou Qizun asked.He followed Gao Yan, kept to the right, and walked along the corridor.

Zhou Qizun asked to see Jinmei—since Jiang Liu's death was related to her, she was the last person to see Jiang Liu. Zhou Qizun said that he wanted to ask about Jiang Liu himself.

Because it was Zhou Qizun, Gao Yan agreed and was about to take him there.

"Jin Mei's second brother looked for her after graduating from university, and even went to the local police station to ask, but there was no news of Jin Mei."

Gao Yan said: "Jinmei's family is in Hunan. She was less than 20 years old when she left home. Who would have thought that a little girl like herself, penniless, would travel all the way to Changchun."

"That's right." Zhou Qizun put his hand in his pocket.

His broken mobile phone has been used for several years, and the quality has long been poor.After talking with Zhang Jueming for a long time, the body was already slightly hot in his pocket.

"Then what happened afterwards?" Zhou Qizun asked.

"Later, it became the virtue you saw." Gao Yan's voice sighed from the depths of his chest, "I don't know if she is awake now. When I saw her last night, she was still unconscious. Can’t understand. She’s in a bad state of mind and can’t fall asleep without taking some diazepam. You probably won’t be able to ask about Jiang Liu either.”

At the end of the corridor, Gao Yan stopped in front of the door on the right.Then with a "click", the door lock was opened.