Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

Panlong River is a scenic spot, which is far from the city.

Even from the office, it takes more than fifty minutes, not to mention the Municipal Public Security Bureau, which is further away.

Forty minutes was already the effect of He Wei turning on the siren and ignoring the red light.

Tan Jieming knew this, but couldn't help but worry, "Is it still too late?"

Bai Ji'an said calmly: "It doesn't matter if it's too late or not."

By the time dawn breaks, news about water monsters alone will be broadcast for three days.

Unless the murderer never wanted to let the people Wei Zhiyang saw die, otherwise, no matter how anxious they are now, it is too late.

"What did you say?"

With a plop, Song Yun fell to the ground. She shook her head, unable to believe her ears.

Wei Zhiyang knelt in front of his wife and held her cold hands.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry...I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Wei Zhiyang's face was full of tears. He bent down, gently tapped his forehead on their clasped hands, and kept apologizing.

I said sorry one after another, as if saying it to Song Yun, but also as if saying it to the desperate victim in the water.

Song Yun looked at Wei Zhiyang's pitiful appearance and felt heartbroken. She sat up straight and stretched out her arms to hug her husband, who was about to be crushed by guilt.

Tan Jie was soft-hearted and couldn't bear to watch this scene at all.

Although Wei Zhiyang should not leave the victim alone until death, everyone has the fear of being retaliated by the murderer, and it cannot be considered a big mistake.

Why is it so unlucky for something that obviously has nothing to do with the Wei family? On the day Wei Zhiyang took his family out of the river, they encountered a terrifying scene.

"Damn it! Catch him and shoot him immediately!" Tan Jie lowered his head and cursed with red eyes.

Bai Ji'an didn't speak. He just felt that in this atmosphere, he really didn't know what to say other than silence.

He was not good at comforting things.

"Want to make up for it?" Bai Ji'an looked at the couple sitting on the ground and said calmly.

Song Yun turned around, the light makeup on his face was covered in tears.

She stared at Bai Ji'an blankly for a moment before she realized that he was talking to them.

"what?"

Song Yun looked down at Wei Zhiyang, who was still immersed in pain. Perhaps only by trying her best to make up for her previous mistakes could her husband really get better.

She gently stroked Wei Zhiyang's back, then turned around and said firmly: "If we can, we are willing! How to do it?"

Bai Ji'an stood up and said, "Take me out of the river, now."

"Now?" Song Yun was troubled, "But it's completely dark now, it's very dangerous on the river, and you can't see anything clearly! Besides, you're not a professional salvage rescuer, what should you do?"

"Of course I have a reason to go out. I just need Mr. Wei to tell me if he is willing."

"But……"

"I do." Wei Zhiyang raised his head and wiped the tears on his face with the back of his hand.

"No!" Song Yun held her husband's hand, "It's too dangerous. What if something happens?"

"No, I have to do it." Wei Zhiyang looked at Song Yun painfully, "If I really stand by and watch today, I'm afraid I will live with guilt for the rest of my life. You don't want me to be this useless, right?"

Song Yun stared at her husband, tears welling up in her eyes again.

Wei Zhiyang gently touched Song Yun's face and wiped away the tears with his fingers, "I can definitely do it, believe me. Even with a little help, I will get out of fear and face the future life again."

Song Yun knew that Wei Zhiyang was determined to leave the river, so he could only endure the heartache and nod.

"I, I'm waiting for you. You must succeed, come back well, and stand in front of me and the children."

Wei Zhiyang finally smiled, "I promise you."

Then, he stood up and took a long breath, as if he had made some determination.

"Mr. Bai, let's go. I'll go sail the boat."

Looking at his unwavering gaze, Bai Ji'an nodded lightly.

"Tan Jie." Bai Ji'an said lightly, "You stay here and wait for He Wei to come and tell him the whole story."

Although Tan Jie also wanted to go out on the river with Bai Ji'an, he understood that the work on the shore was equally important.

He took off his coat and handed it to Bai Ji'an, "Mr. Bai, put it on. The wind on the river must be very cold."

Bai Ji'an smiled faintly and gently pushed his coat back, "You can keep it. I don't like employees taking long leave."

"It doesn't matter." Song Yun came over, "He can come to our house and wait for you."

"That would be difficult to explain to the children. Besides, he has a job to do."

As he spoke, Bai Ji'an raised his chin in the direction behind Song Yun.

Song Yun turned around and saw two small faces pressed against the glass in the east room's window, looking at them curiously.

Song Yun's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and she covered her mouth in shock, worried that they had all seen it.

Her parents were sitting on the ground holding their heads and crying. How could she explain this scene?

Tan Jie remembered that Bai Ji'an had said before that he didn't like parents who always thought their children were good, or deceived them because they were still young and didn't understand anything.

At that time, he nodded frequently, thinking that what Bai Ji'an said made sense.

When he was a child, he was deceived by his parents. When he grew up, he realized that he had been deceived miserably.

But it's been a long time since it happened, and even getting angry again won't help.

"Actually, it is also the right thing to tell the truth to the children and not lie to them or hide it from them."

"Tan Jie." Bai Ji'an quickly stopped him from talking nonsense. He walked to Song Yun's side and said, "It's better to hide the cruel and bloody facts."

"But, Mr. Bai, you clearly said before..."

"Then we have to divide the matter. We can find a way to explain things like parents' relationship breakdown and divorce. What should we say about the father's discovery of the victim and the murderer?" Bai Ji'an sighed helplessly and said calmly: "You kid has such a brain. Are you stubborn? Give me some inferences!"

Tan Jie innocently scratched the back of his head and said "Oh".

Listening to the conversation between the two, Song Yun couldn't help but chuckle and said, "I know, I've already figured out how to explain to them."

After Bai Ji'an and Wei Zhiyang left, Song Yun opened the door.

As soon as he heard that his mother was back, Wei Jun rushed out in a hurry.

"Mom, where's dad?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Yang ran out of the room, holding a big rabbit doll in his hand.

She blinked her big bright eyes, like brother Wei Jun, longing for her mother's answer.

Song Yun walked up to the children, slowly squatted down, took Wei Jun and Wei Yang's little hands, and said, "Dad, he did something wrong."

"Did you do something wrong?" Wei Jun frowned, "What?"

Song Yun moved his eyes to Wei Yang's face and asked, "Do you still remember the mermaid princess last time?"

Wei Yang nodded, his red breasts shaking up and down along with his round little head.

"Actually, my parents saw the mermaid princess encountering bad guys that day and got injured. However, our abilities are limited and there is no way to save her."

Wei Yang's nose turned red immediately, "What should we do? Will she die?"

Song Yun stroked Wei Yang's shoulder and said with a smile: "I don't know yet. But this time, in order to make up for the mistake, my father brought new companions with him. They have already set off to rescue her."