star hunter

Outside the house where the murder happened, Zhong Yuncong and Yingying sat side by side on the first step of the stairs.

"You ran out so late, have you eaten yet?" Zhong Yuncong tilted her head and asked the little girl beside her, she shook her head sadly: "Two security officers came to the house, and they put my mother under guard. They won't let mom talk...they won't let me stay at home."

Zhong Yuncong glanced at the light from the haunted house across the street, and probably guessed what was going on. He didn't know how to comfort this sad girl, so he could only choose his words carefully: "It's like this, your mother was involved in a case." In the middle, this case is a bit serious, so the people from the public security station want to ask her some questions..."

"I know." Yingying lowered her eyelids, her slender eyelashes trembled twice like cicada's wings, "They all said that my mother killed someone."

Zhong Yun, who had been racking his brains on how to describe the key words more euphemistically, didn't know how to respond when he heard her straightforward words, but Yingying laughed by herself: "Do you all think I'm a three-year-old? I'm not that young, so I understand everything I need to understand."

Zhong Yuncong blushed. In fact, he knew that children nowadays are generally precocious. For example, when playing an online game, you can encounter elementary school students swearing at the street, but that is outside. He thought that Yingying grew up in a relatively closed society, so she would be naive... ...still too taken for granted.

"How old are you?" He was suddenly curious. He felt that the child didn't look very old, but it was said that he had already attended middle school.

Yingying snapped her fingers: "12 years and nine months... I'll be 13 in three months."

This was beyond Zhong Yuncong's expectation: "I heard from Su Xian that you will be promoted to high school soon, but I didn't expect you to be so young!"

The little girl smiled slightly: "Because our school only reopened five years ago, in order to save time and money, I have completed all the courses of elementary and junior high schools in these five years."

This is unimaginable to Zhong Yuncong, who has been a scumbag since he was a child. He sincerely praised: "It's amazing!"

"Actually, I don't like studying," the girl said surprisingly, "it's my mother who wants me to do it."

Zhong Yuncong was taken aback, and then he laughed sympathetically: "What a coincidence, I don't like reading very much either. I used to doze off when the teacher gave a lecture."

"But, Brother Yun is still different from me, isn't he?" Yingying hugged her knees, tilted her head and smiled and stared at him slightly, "You can do what you like, or refuse what you hate, you have the opportunity to choose , but I don't."

Zhong Yuncong's smile froze on his face all of a sudden. How can he feel now? It is exactly the same as when he heard Su Xian's sarcastic remarks not long ago. Of course, Yingying's attitude is much gentler, and his tone is not so sharp. , but they are all reminding him of one thing - there is no "empathy" between him and them at all, the situation between them is really different, don't try to understand each other.

Zhong Yuncong touched his nose mockingly: "I'm sorry."

"I don't mean to blame you, I just... envy you very much." Yingying buried her face in the hollow between her knees, her voice was lowered, "You must have been born in a good family, My parents are loving, I have no worries about food and clothing, and I live a decent and dignified life..."

Zhong Yun couldn't bear to listen any longer: "Yingying, listen to me, your mother loves you very much..."

"You don't understand." Yingying interrupted him in turn, "'Island' is already a garbage dump, but even in this kind of place we are the bottom group, I walk on the street and sit in the classroom , I have to endure the strange eyes from all around... Sometimes, I really wish I wasn't born in this world."

Zhong Yuncong opened his mouth, but his tongue seemed to be tied, because he knew that all his verbal comforts were too pale, and this girl, maybe she didn't need comfort.

"I'm really sorry, I seem to complain too much." Yingying raised her head, he didn't find any tears on her cheeks, but he didn't feel relieved because of it, instead he felt heavy in his heart.

The little girl still had a smile on her face: "I haven't had a father since I was a child. It may be because of this reason that sometimes my personality is not very pleasing. Don't blame me."

Zhong Yuncong smiled helplessly, stretched out his hand and stroked her soft hair: "I think, you are afraid that the period of rebellion is coming soon."

Yingying smiled sweetly at him, and was about to say something, but her eyes were attracted by a ghostly figure, Zhong Yuncong also saw it, and he frowned: "Who is this guy? Why are you hiding outside the door? "

Probably the stairwell on their side was in a blind spot of vision in that direction, and the light was also dim. In addition, the other party was so nervous that he didn't notice anyone here at all.

Yingying glanced at it, looked away, and said in a cold voice, "It's Uncle Li who lives on the second floor, probably... wants to watch the fun."

Zhong Yun heard the subtle change in her tone sensitively, and asked tentatively, "You don't seem to like this neighbor very much...?"

The girl's thin lips were pursed into a tight straight line, and after a while, she told him in a cold voice: "Yes, I hate him, he has always harbored ill intentions towards my mother."

"This..." Zhong Yuncong really didn't know how to answer this question, so he couldn't tell her, "there are too many stinky men who have misbehavior to your mother, you have to take it easy" such nonsense, right?So he just shut his mouth.

At this moment, the rabbit-headed Uncle Li was accidentally caught by Xiang Yu in the room. After a while, Su Xian also followed, and he basically heard the content of their conversation , to the effect that Uncle Li was complaining for Ms. Miao, but unfortunately he couldn't produce any substantive evidence, and of course Xiang Yu's gang would not believe him.

Not long after, the skinny middle-aged man was kicked out of the house. Before closing the door, he heard Su Xian's words that were half teasing and half threatening, so he couldn't help turning his head and chatting with Yingying: "Why, it's still a strict wife. ah?"

"His wife has a very bad temper," the little girl considered her words, but the corners of her slightly curved lips still revealed a bit of sarcasm, "If Uncle Li doesn't go her way, the whole building can hear his screams of being beaten .”

Naked domestic violence... Zhong Yuncong grinned, and gave 12 sympathies to that unlucky middle-aged man.

However, he didn't see the wretchedness that Yingying described from Uncle Li's body. Whether it was the low-key conversation he had with the sheriffs just now, or his slumped personal image, he thought that maybe Uncle Li was right. Miao Lingzhi has some special emotions, but it is definitely not what Yingying thinks.

He was thinking about how to reverse the little girl's prejudice, but he didn't expect Su Xian to come out with two subordinates, Xiang Yu and "Poodle". Yes—" She sneezed before she could finish speaking: "Ah——fuck! Why hasn't the smell of this damn perfume gone?!"

Su Xian looked in the direction of the stairwell, Zhong Yuncong and Yingying came out, the former protested to the "poodle": "Ma'am, pay attention to your quality in front of minors."

The curly-haired little woman laughed awkwardly: "I don't know..." Then she looked the little girl up and down: "But why do you have a scent on you?"

Zhong Yun never understood why, but Su Xian's complexion changed slightly, Yingying raised her arm and sniffed, and said embarrassingly: "It should be smelled of my mother's perfume... She always likes to wear this."

Xiang Yu said in a deep voice: "It can't be wrong!"

Su Xian glanced at the surprised and uneasy girl, and immediately directed: "Zhong, take Yingying back to her residence and take care of her for the night first."

Yingying's eyes were full of panic: "Why? Are you taking my mother away? Have you confirmed that she killed the person?"

Su Xian turned sideways to avoid her eyes: "It's not sure yet. But even so, she can't stay here any longer - she's already sick, isn't she?"

The little girl stared at him blankly, as if she didn't understand why he knew about it.

"Be obedient, let's go with him." Su Xian just said this to her, she was pale and asked almost numbly: "So, are you going to throw her to the West City?"

No one answered her question again, Zhong Yuncong secretly sighed, and took her hand, but she remained motionless.

Su Xian and the others did not stay any longer. He took one last look at Zhong Yuncong to confirm that the other party understood what he meant, and then went downstairs with his two colleagues.

"Boss, you and the suspect... seem to have a good relationship?" Xiang Yu hesitated and said, but Su Xian didn't turn his head, and replied coldly: "Are you worried that I will play favoritism?"

Xiang Yu was exposed on the spot, so he didn't dare to admit it, so he hurriedly flattered and sought compensation: "How could it be? You are so upright, upright and selfless, you only accept a pack of cigarettes when you accept bribes..."

Before Su Xian could respond, Xiang Yu received a slap on the head, and the "poodle" taught him how to be a man: "Can you talk, kid? Ah? How can you expose your boss in person? Do you want to have a holiday this month?" ? Besides, how do you know that our team leader Su is straight? To be honest, I have studied this issue for a long time and still haven't come to a conclusion..."

Hearing her talking more and more outrageous, Su Xian couldn't bear it any longer, turned around and gave each of the two uneasy subordinates a "boom": "Are you here to work? Get out if you don't want to do it!"

The two grasshoppers covering their heads couldn't understand clearly, and began to secretly look at each other with their eyes——the central idea was to blame each other for hurting themselves.

Su Xian stopped in front of a door on the fourth floor, through which he could hear Miao Linzhi's hoarse scream, interspersed with the sound of something breaking: "I told you I didn't kill anyone! No! Killing! Is there something wrong with you not going to catch the real murderer?!"

Su Xian frowned, opened the door and walked in.