part-time profiler

"Are you looking for Cao Dexian? What's the relationship with him?" the visitor asked.

Yan Yan turned around.

He was a middle-aged man, carrying a pole with two buckets of well water hanging on both ends of the pole.

The uncle put down his shoulder pole, raised his arm to wipe the sweat from his forehead, looked back and forth between Yan Yan and Yan Su, and smacked his lips: "You two are from the city, are you relatives of Cao Dexian?"

"We are the police," Yan Yan showed his police card, and said, "I have something to do with him. Have you seen him?"

"Police?!" The uncle was surprised: "Did he commit a crime?"

"No, let's come to him and ask someone."

"Oh." The uncle took out a cigarette from his trouser pocket and handed it to Yan Yan. Yan Yan declined, and the uncle handed it to Yan Su, who took it.Hold it in your hand without moving.

The uncle didn't smoke himself, so he put away the cigarette box. Under the sunlight, his bronzed skin was shiny.

"I saw him last night. He was going out. I don't know why." The uncle picked up the pole and said, "Cao Dexian doesn't usually like to talk to the villagers. We don't know what he does. I haven't seen any relatives come to see him."

Yan Su thought for a while: "What happened when you saw him last night? What time was it?"

"This..." The uncle pondered for a while, put down the pole, raised his head and said, "I remember it was after eight o'clock, and it was almost dark. I went home for dinner and passed by their house, so here it is."

"He just went out, carrying a big bag...I greeted him, and he left." The uncle pursed his mouth: "Don't tell me, he looked flustered yesterday."

Yan Yan: "Do you know Jiang Liwen?"

The uncle wondered: "Who?"

"The proprietress of Gaoquan Villa." Yan Yan said.

"Oh," the uncle clapped his hands and nodded, "I know, why don't you know, Gaoquan Villa is famous here. But Cao Dexian and the proprietress... don't know what their relationship is, are they related? No one has ever heard of it. "

"Has the lady boss been here?"

The uncle took a breath, thought about it carefully, and shook his head: "I haven't seen her come here before. There is half a mountain between our side and that side, and people from that side don't come here very often."

Yan Yan: "Okay, thank you."

Yan Su asked: "May I ask what Cao De's job is first, do you know this?"

"Ah," the uncle laughed dryly, "what kind of work do you do? It seems to be a porter at the foot of the mountain. He is strong and stronger than a young man."

Yan Su nodded: "Thank you."

The uncle staggered away with two buckets of well water on his shoulders. "Going out." Yan Yan turned to look at Yan Su: "It should be last night."

Yan Su looked up at the talisman on the lintel that swayed in the wind, and murmured softly, "Yan Yan, he stuck the talisman between the cracks of the door, so he can't open the door."

Yan Yan was surprised, following his line of sight, the spell in black and yellow was just stuck on the crack of the anti-theft double door.

The charm looks like new, without dust, and the black lettering and yellow background are very conspicuous.

"Wrong paste?"

Yan Su lowered his eyes: "Maybe...or, I never thought about coming back...I never thought about coming back alive."

Yan Yan was terrified, Yan Su squatted down, stretched out his fingertips to touch the ground, and caressed the footline where the threshold meets the ground.

The dark red paint on the anti-theft door was painted on later. In some rural areas, it seems that there is such a habit of painting the main gate in bright red.

During the brushing process, uncondensed paint spots are scattered on the ground, mainly concentrated at the threshold and near the footline.

Spots of dark red paint...like...blood spots.

Yan Su looked back and saw that in front of the courtyard dam was the cement road built by the village last year, saying that the road led to every household, making it convenient for private cars to drive in and out.

"Yan Su?" Yan Yan called softly, and Yan Su pursed his lips, observing the ground intently.

The paint dripped on the cement surface and spread out, like a red flower in full bloom, dotted with smaller red dots all over.

Dripping blood.

A few camphor trees in front of the yard, after a night, let the strong wind blow the fallen leaves all over the ground, covering the cement road in front of them.

"Camphor tree, leaves are easy to drop." Yan Su said softly.

Yan Yan put his hips on his hips and nodded: "Yes, before we planted camphor in our yard, the leaves fell so frequently that we couldn't even sweep them. Especially in spring and summer, the fallen leaves could cover the entire road in one night."

Yan Su picked up the broom standing in the corner and swept the leaves in the direction of the security door.

"Yan Su..." Yan Yan seemed to sense that Yan Su must have discovered something. He followed Yan Su's footsteps, and the distribution of paint spots scattered on the ground gradually became thinner until they disappeared. Sporadic dark red round spots lined up Pass through the courtyard dam and sink into the weed-covered fields.

Yan Yan's eyes widened, his pupils shrank slightly: "Fuck..."

Yan Yan squatted down, pressed the dark red round spot on the pad of his index finger, and twisted it with the pad of his thumb. He raised his eyelids, just in time to meet Yan Su's calm gaze.

"Cao Dexian's?" Yan Yan frowned.

Yan Su opened his mouth: "He is carrying a bag."

It's also possible that the blood belonged to something in the bag, an animal, someone—

Yan Yan stood up with a serious face.

Yan Su turned his head and looked at the talisman again: "Taoists usually draw talismans, isn't Cao Dexian a Catholic..."

Yan Yan instantly understood what he meant. Cao Dexian did not believe in Catholicism very much. When he needed to find spiritual comfort or spiritual dependence, he, like any rural person, preferred the experience of ancient Chinese traditions, such as Taoist spells and Buddhist methods. pattern.

Since he doesn't really believe in Catholicism, why does he still attend church prayer meetings on time?

Combined with the fact that Jiang Liwen has never been here, Cao Dexian can only go to another place to meet her.

Cao De first went to the Catholic Church because of Jiang Liwen!

"The relationship between these two people..." Yan Yan opened his mouth and made a bold guess: "It's not ordinary."

Yan Su had a tacit understanding with him, and seeing Yan Yan's face, he knew that he thought the same as himself.

Yan Su put down the broom, walked down the field along the bloodstains, and said lightly: "It's normal to have. If Jiang Gaoquan is violent towards her, and Jiang Tianyuan, who she raised, doesn't care about her...Family can affect a person the most, in that case , she felt depressed, and it happened that Cao De appeared first and talked to her, and the two of them had something over time...it's normal."

"Love for a long time?" Yan Yan followed him, and the two walked on the ridge one after the other.

The fields have long been abandoned.With the advancement of urbanization, more and more rural young people are going to the cities to make a living, so the rural land is uncultivated, and it has been idle for many years, and it is overgrown.

The desolate and ruined mountain village, looking around, houses, forests, and small rivers, but there are no people.

"Qingyang Village is on the mountain, and the land boundary is humid, so it's easy to leave footprints." Yan Su said softly: "And this kind of ridge, except for children, almost no one comes in, so it's very easy to observe footprints."

The two followed the footsteps of adults overwhelming the weeds, across the creek, to the foot of the low hillside.

"Here..." Yan Yan took out his mobile phone and opened the downloaded map: "I remember this is a stalactite cave with an underground river in the cave. The government plans to turn this place into a tourist attraction, but so far only the rear has been developed. Halfway, here seems to be the upper reaches of the dark river, the first half."

"This is the mountain we climbed over when we came here." Yan Su raised his head, the shade of the tree gently enveloped the two of them, fine golden light fell on his body, and the breeze blew gently.

Yan Yan was stunned for a moment, then realized immediately, twitched the corner of his mouth in embarrassment, and answered in a low voice: "Look at the map, it's this mountain."

"There are stalactite caves and dark rivers below."

"Ah."

"It's the mountain behind Gaoquan Villa."

Yan Yan frowned: "You said last time that Jiang Tianyuan came from the mountain road behind Gaoquan Villa..."

"We are not familiar with this area, and we don't know where that small mountain road leads to." Yan Su said in a very soft voice, "We came here on the cement road over the mountain."

"There is a small road at the bottom of the mountain, which runs through this mountain!" Yan Yan had a flash of inspiration in his mind.

Yan Sumo was silent, nodded: "We have to pass through the dark river."

The two seem to have discovered a new world.

Since it is a small road, it is usually the old people in the village who know it. It is usually not found on the map, so you have to find it yourself.

Yan Yan pulled Yan Su up the mountain, looking for the entrance of the path while walking.

Yan Su raised his head and wiped the sweat from his forehead with his arm: "There is an underground river, that is, there is water. Is there a stream nearby?" A stream connected to the underground river.

"It's the one at the foot of the mountain, but its source is a surface river." Not an underground river.Yan Yan bent over to support his knees, he was also a little tired.

After all, when the two came here, they climbed over a mountain on foot.

Not to mention Yan Su, with his back against the pine tree, he couldn't even stand up.

Yan Yan pulled him up and let him lean on him, wondering in his heart: "Is it possible? If it's not possible, let's rest first."

"It's okay." Yan Su took a deep breath, breathing evenly, "I'm fine."

The two walked and searched until they heard the sound of water in a bamboo forest.

Yan Yan was excited: "The sound of water!"

Yan Su held his breath, lowered his head and said, "Below."

underground river!

It was getting dark, Yan Yan gave all the food to Yan Su, who was prone to hunger. He was already very hungry, and Yan Su held water to drink, no matter how full he was, both of them were so tired that their limbs were weak.

"I would have packed a backpack with food if I had known it earlier." Yan Yan panted.

Yan Su smiled, there was a peach tree in front of it, but they were all wild peaches with poor food conditions.

It's all up to this time, as long as you can satisfy your hunger.

The two seemed to see green grass in the desert, and ran over with their eyes shining.

bang.

Yan Yan picked the peaches and wiped them clean, and turned around to hand them to Yan Su, but there was nothing behind him.

Yan Yan was stunned, and shouted loudly: "Yan Su—Yan Su—"

He was so anxious that tears were about to fall, Yan Su wouldn't be carried away by wolves, would he? !

"Yan Su..." Yan Yan's breathing accelerated, and his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

"Yan Yan..." A faint cry came from under his feet, and Yan Yan was startled.

It was completely dark, Yan Yan fumbled for the phone, his hands were trembling, he couldn't hold it steady, and it fell on the grass, he hurriedly picked it up, and shouted: "Yan Su, Yan Su, where are you, Yan Su, don't be scared I, Yan Su!"

He picked up his phone and turned on the flashlight. Not far away was a pit, from which Yan Su fell!

"Yan Su!" Yan Yan pounced on him, ignoring Sanqi 21, and fell into the pit with his head in his arms, and fell to the bottom after two falls.

Yan Su leaned against the earthen wall, sat in the narrow corridor, and smiled at him.

Yan Yan's eyes were hot, and he rushed forward to hug him, Yan Su patted the back of his head, Yan Yan hugged him tightly: "You scared me to death."

Yan Su gently pushed him away, Yan Yan grabbed his hand and held it with lingering fear.

Yan Su didn't withdraw that hand, but pointed forward with Yan Yan's flashlight.

It was a short tunnel, and both of them were covered with wet soil.

The flashlight shone through this tunnel, and there was an earth wall in front of it, which seemed to come to an end.

There are traces of dragging under the body, and the sand and gravel are showing a trend towards the depth of the tunnel.

"Could it be..." Cao De first...

— Carrying a big bag.

— with a flustered look.

—there was blood on the ground.

In the darkness, the two looked at each other, seeing the same thought in each other's eyes.

"Go ahead to find the way," Yan Yan dared not put Yan Suzai behind him out of sight, "I'll follow you," he said.

Yan Su took over the mobile phone to illuminate, there is enough oxygen in the tunnel, it seems that the bottom is ventilated.

As the two climbed deeper into the tunnel, the sound of the water became louder and louder, as if it was roaring right next to their ears.

At the end of the light, there is another slope!

Yan Su took a breath, hugged himself tightly, turned his head and stepped forward, and retreated facing Yan Yan.

Yan Yan grabbed his hand to prevent Yan Su from stepping on the air and falling.

Yan Su's palms were dripping with sweat.

Yan Yan leaned forward, their heads were very close to each other, their scorching breath poured into the crest of their necks.Yan Yan suddenly lost his mind, and asked him hoarsely: "Yan Su, do you really have nothing to do with the sharp knife?"

Yan Su shrank his neck, turned his head away uncomfortably, lay down on the slope, and hummed muffledly.

"It's been many years." Yan Yan's eagle-like eyes were extremely sharp, grabbing his eyes, not letting go of the slightest change in the other's expression, he said quietly: "I have been separated from him for many years. I don't believe that he will die .”

"I misremembered his gender...why, I shouldn't have misremembered...but actually, I can't even remember that time. I only vaguely remember that it was a very important experience for me." Yan Yan squeezed his hand tighter and tighter.

It seems that he hopes to convey the hot heat in his palm through that cold hand.

"In ten years, people will experience a lot and forget a lot." Yan Yan stretched out his other arm, his dry lips moved to Yan Su's lips, and pressed against them gently, his voice was hoarse, as if trying to suppress it.

Years of longing turned into sourness settled deep in the heart.

How many dreams have I had, but I still can't dream of those years.

"Tell me," Yan Yan looked into his eyes, "Jiandao, is he okay?"

Yan Su moved the corner of his mouth, his eyes were deep, and after a long time, he whispered: "Officer Yan..."

"Your zipper fell off—"

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