Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

"us?"

Qiao Yingjie nodded stiffly: "Yes, us, all of us."

Weng Yu was confused by what he said, but she understood that now was not a good time to speak.

She pulled up the suitcase and said, "I'll put the suitcase in the car first and talk about it later if I need anything."

Seeing that she was about to leave, Qiao Yingjie took Weng Yu's hand.

"what happened?"

Qiao Yingjie shook his head and took the lever from Weng Yu's hand, "I'll do it."

Weng Yu didn't think much. Anyway, they had cleaned up the blood stains at the scene, and the golden cicada ornament as the murder weapon had also been rinsed with hydrogen peroxide.

She just chose to split up so as not to attract the attention of the hotel staff.

"But, I brought my suitcase with me when I came."

Qiao Yingjie said in a deep voice: "No problem, there are often tourists staying upstairs, and there are many people with suitcases."

Weng Yu said "hmm" and handed the car keys to Qiao Yingjie, "Be careful."

Along the way, both of them were silent.

Weng Yu was just driving. Seeing that Qiao Yingjie didn't take the initiative to speak, she didn't want to ask when she was distracted.

Now, they are carrying a bomb that can destroy both of them, and there is no room for any mistakes.

Weng Yu drove the car to the outskirts of the city until the tall buildings on both sides of the road were gradually replaced by factories and fields.

Weng Yu stopped the car and looked forward, "Tell me, what did you mean in the private room?"

"He looks down on us."

"Weng Yu, you know me. I hate Japan, I hate the Japanese, I hate the blood flowing in my body, and I hate the great changes they have brought to my life. I am disgusted, but I can only live with it."

"I know."

She couldn't be more clear.

"Actually, more than that."

Weng Yu turned his head blankly, "What do you mean?"

"I am the grandson of Hideshi Nakagawa."

Weng Yu opened her mouth in shock. She glanced tremblingly in the direction of the trunk, and then said, "So, Hiroki Nakagawa is your brother?"

"Yes."

"You killed your brother."

"He forced me!" Qiao Yingjie held his head, feeling a splitting headache. "He forced me."

"What the hell did he say?"

Qiao Yingjie didn't seem to hear Weng Yu's words. He just held his head and murmured in a low voice, repeating over and over again, he forced me, he forced me.

Weng Yu became anxious. She pulled Qiao Yingjie's hand away and shouted: "What on earth did he say!"

Those words could only exist in Qiao Yingjie's mind. Even if the words came to his lips, he still didn't have the courage to say them out.

"Remember in high school, when we reviewed history together?"

Weng Yu was startled, of course she remembered.

Because of his identity, Qiao Yingjie always resisted that period of history. He once said that he was deeply divided over that incident.

He didn't know which side he should be on.

Like a sinner and a victim.

But he didn't do anything wrong, and he didn't even witness those painful days with his own eyes.

"He insulted, discriminated, and trampled on us. I finally saw it. I saw a Japanese who did not admit the crime of aggression and despised life, and this person is still my blood relative. No, I can't help it, I really can't help it Control yourself. This incident ruined the entire first half of my life, but because he was taken away by Hideshi Nakagawa, he was not discriminated against or had any scruples."

Weng Yu looked at Qiao Yingjie who was going crazy in pain. She stretched out her arms and hugged him, patting his trembling back gently.

He never mentioned Qiao Yingjie's true life experience to her.

A while ago, when she watched Qiao Yingjie and Nakagawa Hiroki getting along like good brothers, she thought that he had finally overcome the inner demons of many years and started a new life.

But fate likes to play tricks on people born in the dust, and Qiao Yingjie is also a member of the Nakagawa family.

"I can't let it go like this."

Weng Yu let go of Qiao Yingjie and looked at him, his face became more ferocious and twisted.

"I can't let it go, I want to take revenge on him."

Qiao Yingjie's look made Weng Yu shudder, "What are you going to do?"

"I want to take revenge on Hideshi Nakagawa, he is the instigator. Without him, grandma, father, and I, no one would have suffered such great harm! But as for him, he has huge Nakagawa properties, health, wealth, and enjoys the treatment of an emperor. , I won’t allow it. Not only do I want him to suffer, but I also want everyone to know his true face after the incident comes to light.”

Qiao Yingjie leaned back in his chair, like a fish out of fresh water, breathing heavily in pain.

"What are you going to do?" Weng Yu endured the heartache and gritted his teeth: "I'll help you."

Qiao Yingjie squinted and looked at her indifferently, and then reluctantly squeezed out three words through his teeth, "You don't need to."

"why?"

"I don't want to get you involved."

"I've come in!" Weng Yu pointed to the suitcase at the back excitedly, "I brought the suitcase, moved the body, and cleaned up the scene! I've come in, you can't kick me out."

"Weng Yu." Qiao Yingjie recovered a lot, "When I returned to the company, I looked at my colleagues in the unit and helped me."

……

Weng Yu clenched his hands: "Have you really decided?"

"Well, you go back and find a valid reason for us not to return to the company. I will contact you after that, don't worry about me."

Weng Yu stood there, looking at the direction the car was driving away. Qiao Yingjie's last words lingered in his mind.

"Since Nakagawa Hiroki said that this "war eight hundred years ago" has nothing to do with him, then let his death have something to do with it."

Yes, he is also the grandson of Hideshi Nakagawa, how can only one person bear it?

Weng Yu raised her hand to stop a taxi. When she got home, according to Qiao Yingjie's plan, she gave herself a day off before going to work. In order to create a time difference when she sent off Hiroki Nakagawa as a secretary, it was natural for her colleagues to have false memories and insist that this was the most real memory.

On her third day at work, Qiao Yingjie came back.

He looked very tired and was holding on with willpower.

Weng Yu pulled him into Nakagawa Hiroki's office and asked him, "Where have you been these past few days?"

Without even thinking about it, Nakagawa Hiroki said, "Nanjing."

Nanjing……

"Did you drive there?!"

At least 16 hours one way.

"I had no choice but to drive."

"Why go so far?"

"I figured it out."

Qiao Yingjie looked at Weng Yu. After so many years, Weng Yu could only feel that his black pupils were getting darker and darker.

"what?"

"I want to hide Nakagawa Hiroki's body and keep giving him clues for Nakagawa Hiroki to find."

"Then why is it placed in Nanjing? Moreover, with the strength of the Nakagawa family, they can recruit famous detectives from any detective agency in Japan. It is simply a matter of time to find Nakagawa Hiroki. No, it will definitely not take much time!"

"No, I'm sure this time. Besides, I didn't plan to put the clues in Nanjing from the beginning." Qiao Yingjie squinted, "I want to show them around. Since they don't understand and don't admit it, I will I just want them to understand and admit it."

"Tell them to admit it?"

"Not only." Qiao Yingjie's tone seemed a little excited, "I also chose the place where the Japanese were most proud during the invasion, so that every time he thinks of these proud pasts, he can think of his tragic death of his grandson."

Weng Yu didn't know whether this kind of thing would work for Nakagawa Yingshi.

Qiao Yingjie's plan seems to relieve his hatred, but if Nakagawa Yingshi doesn't care, then he is like a child playing hide and seek with adults.

Childish, naive.