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Yan Su let out a long breath.

Stretch out your fingers and press the temple, release it, and press it again, but this method has almost no effect on suppressing the pain.

The pain is more psychological.

Yan Yan looked at him with a strange expression, and asked softly, "Yan Su, what's wrong?"

Yan Su was stunned for a while, then stood up and walked out the door, Yan Yan followed behind him with a dignified expression.

Yan Su's situation is very wrong.Yan Yan grabbed him: "Boss Yan, why don't you continue to rest?"

"It's okay." Yan Su brushed him away lightly but irresistibly.

The two arrived at the place identified by the old man.

Two policemen stood guard here. Yan Yan guessed that there were not enough manpower to search the mountain, so he asked them to go search the mountain with the large army, and the two policemen nodded and left.

Yan Su bent over to put plastic bags on his feet, but his hands couldn't be fastened clumsily, more and more sweat gushed out from his forehead, and his eyelashes were wet.

Yan Yan grabbed him: "Yan Su!"

Yan Su's legs gave way, and he almost fell backwards. Yan Yan put his arms around his waist, Yan Su pushed him away, and lowered his head: "I'm fine."

"I'll help you." Yan Yan squatted down in front of him, looking up into Yan Su's eyes.

The eyes were slightly red at the end, looking very tired.

Yan Yan couldn't help regretting, he shouldn't have asked Yan Su to come over for help, wouldn't it be good to let him rest?

"Go back," Yan Yan said distressedly, "I can do it, you go to rest, okay?"

"No need." Yan Su raised his foot, "Please."

Yan Yan was silent for a moment, then lowered his head and tied plastic bags on his feet.

Yan Su is no longer a policeman, but every time there is danger, he always rushes to the forefront.

Dismantling the bomb, accidentally killing you; escaping from a nursing home, and people are gone in a few milliseconds; catching a murderer, leaving a knife wound on his neck, if Yan Su's reaction is slower, if the knife cuts the carotid artery... …

Yan Yan couldn't imagine the consequences.

Yan Su always lets others go first, but he always stays last.

Yan Yan thought suddenly, why did he suspect that Yan Su had something to do with the crime?If he had been protecting them with his life.

His doubts are like a child's unreasonable trouble.

Yan Su couldn't stand steadily and almost fell down. He bent down to support Yan Yan's shoulder, and turned his head to look at the place where the old man picked up the meat.

It is a slope, and the garbage is piled up. It is probably the place where household garbage is thrown in the countryside.

The corpse thrower threw the minced meat here, right by the side of the mountain road, and he was not afraid of being discovered by others, which showed that he... was reckless.

The body thrower should be young, but he has a basic anti-reconnaissance awareness. Instead of throwing all the body parts in the same place, he scattered the bodies.

It is not so easy to dismember the corpse. The most skilled butchers will cut the flesh according to the joints of the animal, so as not to make a lot of noise.But combined with the pile of corpses he saw, the Corpse Crusher obviously didn't have that high skill, which also meant that the Corpse Crusher would make a lot of noise and blood splatter everywhere.

Corpse shredders need secret spaces for shredding, such as cellars, storage rooms...

Almost every household in the countryside has a cellar. According to the places where the corpses were shredded, it is difficult to investigate, but there will always be the sound of chopping bones in the middle of the night. As long as you ask around here, you should be able to find some clues.

Yan Su told Yan Yan his thoughts, and Yan Yan got up to support him: "Okay, I will notify them immediately."

Yan Yan passed on the suggestion to Liu Chunman, and Liu Chunman immediately said that he would ask in person.

Yan Yan supported Yan Su down the slope, Yan Su was standing unsteadily, always on the verge of falling, Yan Yan guarded him every step of the way, with a worried and concerned face.

The slope is close to the mountain road, and there is a dark red spot, like the dark color after soaking in blood. The police inserted the sign into the soil and simply marked it. It was the place where the old butcher picked up the body parts.

The dark red traces were large and small along the slope, and the blood pooled into several trickles, spreading along the soil.

The black plastic bag was stuck on the broken short tree root, and the black light was indistinct. It is estimated that the thrower did not expect that he did not throw it down the slope. Instead, it was not far from the roadside, and the old man picked it up.

Yan Su asked softly, "Is there a tape measure?" Yan Yan took it with him and handed it to him.

Yan Su compared the footprints with a tape measure. These footprints were all embedded in the soil. More technically, they should be called footprints, and they were all three-dimensional footprints.

In trace inspection, three-dimensional footprints are usually extracted by plaster method, but they don't have tools at hand, so professional extraction is definitely not possible.

Most of the initial investigations have to rely on observation and reasoning, such as now.

"The body thrower carries about ten kilograms of body parts, which are generally heavier, and the footprints are pressed deeper." Yan Su supported the slope with one hand, and got closer to observe the footprints left behind carefully.

Striped...sneakers, criss-cross grid...full foam sole.

Yan Su stretched out two fingers, Yan Yan took out his phone and took a photo of the footprints.

Liu Chunman called: "Leader, the rest of the corpses have been found! They are in the southeast garbage incineration site and the water storage pond!"

"We came by coincidence. If we were too late, the villagers would have to burn their garbage. This pile of corpses was almost gone!" Liu Chun was full of lingering fear.

Yan Yan looked at Yan Su, who nodded.The two went to the waste incineration site first, and it seemed that they had made a major discovery, and many policemen gathered there.

Liu Chunman ran over excitedly: "We found the clothes of the deceased! It was stuffed under the corpse."

The police carefully took out the blood-stained clothes, Yan Yan frowned, and Yan Su looked calm.

"It's the proprietress." Yan Yan whispered, he remembered the clothes, the proprietress was still wearing them yesterday.

"Yeah." Yan Su turned his head to look around the place, and pointed to Yantang a hundred meters away: "Is there another dumping point?"

"Yes!" Liu Chunman replied: "The weir and pond are basically abandoned, and no one usually goes there. When our comrades searched, we found that blood was pouring out. We used a rake to fish out a black plastic bag containing the body parts."

"Gaoquan Villa..." Yan Su turned his head, Yan Yan followed the prestige and was stunned: "It's very close, not too far."

Whether it is a slope, a waste incineration site or a weir pond, you can see Gaoquan Villa as soon as you look up, not too far away.

Yan Yan folded his arms: "If the people in the villa really did it, then he was quite lazy when he threw the corpse."

Yan Su frowned, feeling like he had forgotten something.

Who is in Gaoquan Villa?

Jiang Liwen's husband Jiang Gaoquan, son Jiang Tianyuan, residents Du Tao Zhang Jing, Sun Yi Liu Qiao, and him and Yan Yan.

Last night, Yan Yan saw the woman in white with blood on her face...

——"The mountain ghost will kill us all."

- Soles of sneakers.

—You are not very old.

- Families with low status of women.

In homicide cases, more than 50.00% are committed by acquaintances, especially in deformed families. If there are factors of domestic violence, family members are very likely to commit crimes.

Whether children or parents.

"Jiang Tianyuan..." Yan Su said softly.

Yan Yan found the same striped footprints as on the slope, a pair of sneakers, and looked back at Yan Su.

"Jiang Tianyuan?" Yan Yanruo felt something.

Liu Chunman opened his mouth: "Jiang Tianyuan, who is it?"

Yan Yan: "Jiang Liwen's son. Jiang Liwen is the deceased."

Liu Chunman was shocked: "The deceased is the proprietress of Gaoquan Villa! Her son killed her? No way!"

"How can a son kill his old lady?!" Liu Chunman's simple heart was hit.

In a small place, there are few abnormal cases. This kind of matricide case is really rare in a hundred years.

"A student from a famous school killed his mother. He was caught last year. Forgot?" Yan Yan said, "Ask Jiang Gaoquan to identify his clothes and ask him to provide all his son's shoes."

"In addition," Yan Yan arranged, "to closely monitor Jiang Tianyuan."

Liu Chunman took someone with him.

After a while, a phone call came, and Liu Chunman said anxiously, "Leader, Jiang Tianyuan is missing!!"

Yan Yan pulled Yan Su up, and the two returned to Gaoquan Villa.

The police guarded the entrance and exit, temporarily preventing people from entering and exiting.

Jiang Gaoquan was sitting on the sofa in the lobby, gloomy, Sun Yi and Liu Qiao were sitting on the other side, Sun Yi was looking at Yan Yan and Yan Su, Liu Qiao was playing with his phone with his head down, Du Tao and Zhang Jing hadn't come back yet.

"Is it your wife's clothes?" The policeman showed Jiang Gaoquan the blood-stained clothes.

Jiang Gaoquan's face was ashen, and he sat with his back slumped, with both hands on his thighs, took a breath, and nodded: "Yes."

"Where was your wife last night?" the policeman asked, Jiang Gaoquan answered bitterly, "I don't know, she went out."

"I wasn't with her last night." Jiang Gaoquan muttered to himself, "She might...be really caught by the mountain ghost."

The police put the clothes back into the evidence bag and asked, "Where is your son?"

Jiang Gaoquan slapped his thighs with both hands: "I don't know! The bastard is playing all day long, who knows where he went crazy!"

"What and where was your son last night?"

Jiang Gaoquan still had a bitter face, asked three questions, shook his head like a rattle, and muttered sadly: "When a person dies, he is gone."

Nothing left, ashes to ashes to ashes.

"Dead people can talk." Yan Su said suddenly: "She will open her mouth to identify the murderer."

Jiang Gaoquan was stunned, Yan Su stood behind him, his whole upper body seemed to be stiff, he tried his best to twist his neck and turned back, his body twisted strangely, Jiang Gaoquan looked at Yan Su with horror in his eyes.

"In your opinion, women's status is low, no different from tools. But sons are different. They carry on the family line. You may have been born in a family that favored sons over daughters, and your mother also looked down on your wife." Yan Su gently picked He lowered his eyebrows.

Everyone at the scene quieted down at the same time, and turned their attention to Yan Su.

"Du Tao has a clear tendency towards domestic violence. You and he seem to have a lot in common. Are you domestic violence against your wife?" Yan Su asked like a cannonball: "Your son saw you domestic violence against your wife, is it true?" Is it?"

Jiang Gaoquan trembled all over, clenched his hands on his thighs tightly into fists, exhaled, and stared at the expressionless Yan Su.

"What do you know!" Jiang Gaoquan stood up suddenly, and cursed: "You know nothing!"

Yan Yan took a step forward and stood in front of Yan Su.

Jiang Gaoquan was startled, and sat back.

"Domestic violence usually bullies the weak and fears the strong. You and Du Tao showed violence to me, but they dare not act presumptuously in front of Yan Yan." Yan Su asked coldly, "Boss Jiang, what happened to your wife?"

Jiang Gaoquan slumped on the sofa as if discouraged, and explained in vain: "I have not domestically abused my wife."

"You don't need to worry about this," Yan Yan said in a deep voice, "the comrades who visited the police will naturally have results."

Liu Chunman immediately turned around to arrange a visit.

Jiang Gaoquan leaned his upper body forward, put his elbows on his legs, wiped his face with two rough palms, and sighed: "Maybe, maybe it's because of the insurance money..."

Yan Yan turned on the phone's recording and took a step forward: "What insurance money?"

"I bought personal accident insurance for my wife..." Jiang Gaoquan murmured hoarsely: "The beneficiary...is my son."

Killing and defrauding insurance? !

Yan Yan's face was ugly, and there was a trace of disgust in Yan Su's eyes.

"Is there a motive for committing the crime?" Yan Yan looked at Yan Su, who rolled his eyelids: "Yes."

After Jiang Gaoquan said this sentence, he didn't say anything. He slumped on the sofa, lost in thought, and kept muttering: "People are gone, people are gone..."

It's not like being sad, it's like losing your soul and being stupid.

It is estimated that there is nothing to ask, Jiang Gaoquan will definitely protect his son.

The police suspended the questioning.

Yan Yan turned to call Zhang Ke.

Zhang Ke let out a groan, and even Yan Su heard it: "Boss! How is the two-person world with Boss Yan?! Is there any progress? Hey, remember to wear a condom, move gently, Boss Yan is soft and tender, hehe hey-hey……"

Yan Su: "..."

Yan Yan wanted to dig three feet into the ground, his old face was flushed, he didn't dare to look at Yan Su's face, and ran out of the hall in a hurry, annoyed: "Zhang Ke, you can't be serious all the time?! What are you thinking, believe it or not Dad came back to arrange ideological education training for you?!"

Zhang Ke cried: "Dad, I was wrong, I don't want to go to the ideological education training class."

Yan Yan hummed: "It's so loud that Boss Yan can hear it."

Zhang Ke laughed: "Then let me ask in a lower voice?"

"What the hell?" Yan Yan was speechless, "He and I are both men, what progress can we make? Fast forward to the wife and children on the bed?"

Zhang Ke laughed loudly, took a sip of tea and said, "Boss, you don't know, Shen Jia stayed up all night to write the same life story of you and Boss Yan, and then used her private account to post it to Moments, and it spread among the lesbians in the bureau." Lah, I was lucky enough to see it twice, hehehe."

"Who was born?" Yan Yan asked solemnly, it must not be him.

"You." Zhang Ke was out of breath with a smile: "They all say you are the victim, but I firmly believe that you are the attacker! Brother Yan, I will treat you well."

"..." Yan Yan gritted his teeth, thinking about inspecting the circle of friends of lesbians after returning home, and then severely educate and criticize them.

"That's great, Dad is almost moved to tears." Yan Yan didn't forget the business: "Check something for me."

Zhang Ke sat up straight: "Say it."

"Gaoquan Mountain Villa, Qingyang Village, Changning City, owner Jiang Gaoquan, his wife Jiang Liwen, son Jiang Tianyuan, I need information about this family of three, preferably suspicious."

Zhang Ke was puzzled: "Brother Yan, isn't that where you and Boss Yan went on vacation?"

"He's dead." Yan Yan lowered his voice.

Zhang Ke: "...Brother Yan, do you know why you are open 365 days a year?"

"what?"

"Have you seen Classmate Conan, is he on vacation?"

Yan Yan: "..."

Zhang Ke quickly hung up the phone.

Comrade Yan Yan doubted life.

When Yan Yan returned to the villa, the police comrades had found all Jiang Tianyuan's shoes, put them together, and compared the patterns against the photos.

Yan Su stood there against the wall, his eyes half-closed, as if they couldn't open them, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his left hand pressed his fingers on his temple.

Yan Su almost endured it to the extreme, his body instinct told him to lie down and rest.

But the case was not solved, Yan Su couldn't sleep peacefully, he could only hold on, standing there precariously, letting the pain rage deep in his brain.

Yan Yan walked over, with a horoscope between his brows: "Yan Su, are you okay?"

Yan Su was stunned, shaking his head slightly, he stretched out his hand towards Yan Yan, his hand trembled slightly, and when Yan Yan grasped it, he was covered in cold sweat.

"Let's wait a while." Yan Su put his other hand on Yan Yan's shoulder, and leaned against Yan Yan's broad and firm chest.

It's not as hard as the wall, which makes him feel a lot better.Yan Su let out a long breath.

"Why don't you sit down?" Yan Yan put his arms around him, and could kiss Yan Su's soft top hair as soon as he lowered his head.

"No..." Yan Su gasped intermittently: "I can't sit..."

Sitting down...falling asleep.

"The case is not broken." Yan Su squinted his eyes, Yan Yan's shirt was soaked in sweat.

What happened to Yan Su, Yan Yan didn't know, but he knew that Yan Su was extremely tired now, maybe it was in pain, a pain that he couldn't feel.

Yan Su has many secrets, he can only wait patiently until the day when Yan Su is willing to open the mouth.

Liu Qiao poured warm water and handed it over, worriedly looking at Yan Su who showed half of his face from Yan Yan's arms: "Have a drink?"

Yan Su stretched out his hand to catch it, but he couldn't hold it firmly, and the cup slipped down.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Yan Yan caught it and brought it to Yan Su's dry lips.

"I'm sorry..." Yan Su murmured intermittently, "I'm sorry for the trouble."

"You are not troublesome." Yan Yan's nose was slightly sore: "Don't think about it."

"Antonio..." Yan Su drank the water, pressed his forehead against Yan Yan's chest, between his collarbone.

His body was cold, but Yan Yan was as warm as a big furnace.

Yan Yan hugged him tightly and patted his back lightly.

"Teacher..." Yan Su murmured in a low voice, "Inducing someone to kill...I don't know...I thought..."

Antonio never does this himself, he doesn't get his hands dirty, he's a lawyer, he has his own arrogance.

"I really don't know..." Yan Su repeated over and over again: "I'm sorry..."

"I am so sorry…"

The light gradually disappeared from the eyes.

"Don't be angry..." he said hoarsely.

Yan Yan lowered his head with red eyes, Yan Su had already fallen asleep.

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