There's a point in the team

Kingmo Plaza is located in the center of the most prosperous business district in City A. The commercial buildings are so close to the clouds, interpreting the scene of "there are buildings outside the buildings, and there are sky outside the sky".As if to pierce the sky, it has become a landmark building in this prime location where "the first floor is higher than the first floor".

Next to the square, there is a western restaurant with black and blue as the main color. It is a place frequented by office workers in suits, leather shoes, uniforms and high heels in the building.If you are a regular visitor here, you can often see some foreign friends with different skin colors, body hair, and strong perfume sitting together talking and laughing.

Qingming deliberately avoided the crime and left early.He lied to the crime that the call was not from Qinglang.As for the reason for lying and what he was going to do next, he had no intention of telling Xing Zui at all.

That nightmare 15 years ago...

He didn't want to use "secret" to define it, these two words are too light.The so-called secret is only defined according to the standard of wishful thinking of the parties, and whether it is disclosed is purely based on the wishes of the parties.Perhaps at this point, it coincides with myself.Qingming hoped that it was just a secret buried deep in her heart.It can be precipitated, forgotten or even rotted over time.

For the nightmare in my heart...

It's not that Qingming never thought about confessing, but he found that there are some things that he can't confess.What is he going to say?Which word to use as an opening statement?Every time the thought of opening a mouth pops up in my heart, but when I just want to open it, I find that I can’t open it

Because Qingming knew in his heart that once he chose to pursue the root, process, and truth of that nightmare... he would no longer be the "Qingming" he is now.The unknown variable that is about to face has become the best excuse for him to conceal the crime, and it is also the best excuse for him to comfort himself.

When we arrived at the agreed place, the western restaurant was closed and not open yet.Several seats were placed outside the restaurant, and Qingming chose a more secluded place to sit down, holding a magazine in his hand from nowhere, covering his face tightly, but this was not Qingming's deliberate intention. In the cover, his posture of holding the book seems to be very defensive, and it is easy to feel the words "don't get close to strangers" from him.

Although Qingming sits in an inconspicuous place, he can clearly see the people coming and going in the square.

As he flipped through the impurities, his eyes were stained with the chill of the morning light, and his whole person looked different from usual.When the other hand was free, he put it on his thigh, restlessly rubbed his fingertips lightly, and took the time to look at every passerby who passed by.Someone was carrying a briefcase and was in a hurry.Some people strolled leisurely, with headphones still plugged in their ears, playing unknown songs.Someone was talking on the phone while walking, and stopped on the side of the road to look around, as if trying to force the endless flow of vehicles to stop with their eyes.

They're all pretty boring pictures.

At this time, a man in a black padded jacket walked towards Qingming through the fountain in the center of the square.

Qingming recognized this person at first glance as Jiang Yan, his former colleague in the first team of the Special Case Team of City A.

When Qingming was still in the special case team, his relationship with Jiang Yan was not so good.However, since Qingming was transferred to Dangcheng, the number of phone calls between the two can be counted on the fingers.Some time ago, when Qingming was addicted to online games, he would often meet Jiang Yan in World of Warcraft.But then there was a criminal offense, he resolutely abandoned the dark and turned to the bright, chose to value sex over friends, and ruthlessly abandoned Yu Yu and his brothers.

Jiang Yan thoughtfully chose to believe that the reason he was left out was because Qingming was too busy with work.

I haven't seen him for more than half a year, and Jiang Yan still wears the short inch that is the logo. He looks handsome, tall, and looks extraordinarily energetic.

"Hey, it's quite early, so you can't wait to see my old friend?

As Jiang Yan said, he took out a file bag from his bosom, and shook it in front of Qingming.

"All the information you need is here."

Qingming smiled faintly, "Thank you," as he said, he reached out to pick up the portfolio, but just as his fingertips touched it, Jiang Yan withdrew his arm.

"Brother, I sacrificed my hue and stayed up all night to get it for you... Let me tell you first, how do you plan to thank me?"

Qingming raised his eyebrows, and teased, "I asked you to find some information for me, but I didn't ask you to sell meat. Is it necessary to sacrifice your appearance?"

Then I thought: "No...do you have a hue?"

Jiang Yan crossed his legs and handed over the documents, "The case in the dossier is an old case more than ten years ago. The murderer couldn't be found back then, and then a bunch of old things were stuffed in by the lazy filer. No one cares about it here, you can smell that spicy musty smell. Good guy, it's easy for me to find..."

"Brother Yan, thank you very much"

Jiang Yan continued: "Besides, it's not that you don't know that the administrator of the reference room is a big...sister, as old as a wolf and a tiger. I don't have a good tongue, so I can only use local materials to rely on my appearance , to bring out these materials and present them to your elders.”

Qingming raised her chin, "I won't say more about thanking you, you can feel it yourself, it's hypocritical to say too much."

Qingming smiled very gently, but Jiang Yan's heart trembled when he saw it.

"Fuck, why do I feel like you hide a knife in your smile?"

Qingming did not speak, opened the information bag, and flipped through it expressionlessly.

"Tell me, how are you going to thank me, not verbally."

Seeing that Qingming ignored him, Jiang Yan raised his leg and touched his calf. "Say it!"

"This action of yours is considered sexual harassment." When Qingming said this, his face was calm and calm, and his eyes shuttled through the lines of messages.

Jiang Yan reached into his pocket to touch the cigarette, thinking that it was a public place, he resolutely gave up the idea.

"When you say that, I'm really hungry."

Qingming didn't even look at him, and said indifferently: "Don't think about me, I have someone."

Jiang Yan's thick eyebrows tightened, and he became interested in an instant.

"Is anyone there?"

Qingming smiled lightly.

"Amin... Amin, it seems that the Titanic of our friendship has completely sunk. No one made a sound, no wonder you seem to have disappeared for a while."

As he said that, Jiang Yan leaned forward, "Hey, tell me quickly, are younger brothers and sisters the flowers of your police force?" He said with a smirk on his face, as if he wanted to hear more about it.

Qingming solemnly said: "I want to emphasize, it's not flowers... it's grass."

Jiang Yan thought that if he was fighting with him, he would break the casserole and ask the end.

"Which grass has such a back? Do you have a photo? Let me see, I can help you as a staff member."

Qingming finally took his eyes away from the document, he settled down, and looked at Jiang Yan.

"He's our captain, a man."

After speaking, he continued to look at the file.

These words made Jiang Yan dumbfounded, and it took a full minute to fully understand what Qingming meant.

Brother...it's out of the closet!

Jiang Yan didn't discriminate against this. He leaned back and let out a long breath: "It doesn't matter if there are people, whether it's a man or a woman, as long as you like it. You look sleek and look like a central air conditioner." Well, in fact, you are a very independent and careless person, I thought you were not good at dealing with feelings..."

While talking, the conversation suddenly changed, "Hey, how is your captain?"

Criminal crime closed file.

"Excellent!" Two words, simple and to the point.

"I'll introduce you another day."

Speaking of getting up. "I go first."

As soon as Qingming took two steps, Jiang Yan stopped him.

"Amin..."

Qingming looked back at him, waiting for the next sentence.

Jiang Yan was rarely serious, hesitated for a few seconds, and spoke anyway. "I may be a bit of a dog when I say this... There are only two days left, and the statute of limitations for this case has passed. I have read the case. Even though the current criminal investigation technology is more mature than before, facing a murder weapon that has not been found. In the old case, do you think you can find the evidence and catch the murderer within two days by yourself?"

Qingming naturally understands what he means. The implication is that there is no need to waste time on this case more than ten years ago. Even if he has the ability to find out the murderer who killed his parents back then, he may not be able to find evidence.

Jiang Yan said: "The murderer and the evidence will not stay where they are."

"But don't forget..."

"The truth never changes."

After finishing speaking, Qingming smiled, "Do you know why I chose to be a policeman?"

Jiang Yan shrugged, returned to his usual face, and said indifferently: "Maybe the police look more cool than the rich second generation?"

"Because I have always believed that the closest to the ugliness of human nature is not those heinous criminals. Perhaps they have created ugliness by destroying humanity. After they insert a sharp blade into a person's chest, the surface of the drawn blade can still reflect their own twisted and crazy No, it’s not because the blade is stained red with blood, but because they can never see their real self with their own eyes. If there is a mirror at this time, it will be different, and the police are this mirror. But now, there is a layer of mist on my mirror, and if I don’t wipe it off, I can’t continue to illuminate people.”

"I don't care if it's a mirror or a comb, as long as you don't do stupid things, I don't want to have more relationships with policemen and criminals besides my brother. Amin, don't let me down." Jiang Yan's voice suddenly became low, and his usual voice was gone. random.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, a smile flashed across Qingming's face, he turned around and continued to walk, and waved his hands behind him.

"Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion. After all, I am a family man now."

The smile on his face gradually faded, Jiang Yan had indeed seen through his intention just now, but it was only his previous intention.Just last night, he changed his mind.He will go back to pursue the truth as always, and he will not let them go unpunished for the murderers. Their ultimate affiliation can only be that they deserve what they deserve. Qingming will personally send them to hell, but he will not fall into hell together.

As he said...he has a family and a future.

Now, behind him is no longer an abyss, but—crime.

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On the other side, the crime is still in the villa.He was glad that he came to City A impulsively yesterday. If he hadn't seen the photos of Qingming when he was a child, he would not have known that Qingming was not related to Qingcheng Kingdom by blood.

However, he knew that Qingming didn't know about it.Qingming is different from him, he is used to being single, and has never longed for distant family affection.Because of this, Qingming lost more than herself.

In the file transferred by the superior, the column of Qingming's parents shows that they are deceased, both of whom died unnaturally. The "Villa Two Corpses Case", criminal crime had never heard of this case at the beginning.There are only a few star-studded reports on this case on the Internet: 15 years ago, there was a huge burglary and homicide in City A. The dead were Qing Shengguo, a tycoon in the casual dining industry in this city, and his wife and three. employed housekeepers.Their son, Qingming, was the only victim who had witnessed the murderer and survived.Since the victim, Qing Shengguo, was a prominent figure in the business world at the time, this case caused a sensation in the city and attracted social attention at the time.It was later named "The Case of Two Corpses in the Villa".Although the criminal investigation team of City A was heavily bombarded by the media and public opinion at that time, the case ended in a fiasco due to insufficient evidence and was unable to solve the case, and could only be forgotten in the end.

Major criminal cases that can be solved by the police will definitely be publicized.However, as a criminal policeman, Criminal knows a crueler fact: there are far more cases that cannot be solved in the country every year than those that are solved, but the specific data has never been made public.

We prefer to believe that this society is beautiful.However, who would stay full and look for trouble to dig out the darkness hidden under the flashy beings.

He Haide looked at Xing Gui, and saw that his eyes were dim, and he really couldn't figure out his temper.After a long silence, He Haide sighed deeply, "The young master is indeed not the child of the old president and his wife, but...Although the blood in the young master's body is not the old president's blood, the old president and his wife have always taken him Treat it like your own son."

"But the young master's life is not good. He was kidnapped when he was eight years old."

Criminal's heart trembled.

He Haide continued: "At that time, the gang of prisoners who kidnapped the young master directly sent a stack of photos to the master. I was standing next to the master and saw those photos..." Anger flashed in He Haide's eyes, "Those prisoners It's really devoid of conscience. The young master was just a child at the time, but they were so still. They took off all the clothes on the young master and put them in the big water tank, only showing a small head. It will be the coldest time, young master The little face was black and blue from the cold, Madam fainted when she saw the photo."

Hearing this, Xing Zui's heart seemed to be pierced by thousands of steel knives.But suddenly realized that the real reason why Qingming has always been afraid of the cold is not at all like what he said that day... what fun, falling into the river in the winter... unexpectedly he said so calmly , I felt pain and hatred in my heart.

"God bless, the young master was finally rescued, and the gang who kidnapped the young master were also arrested... But because the young master was frightened, he became seriously ill and lay at home for more than a month. The wife had been sleeping on the young master's bed at that time. Take care of him in the room. I remember that the doctor hired by the master stayed at home for a month and left after the young master recovered. "

Xing Zui frowned and asked, "Uncle De, do you recognize that doctor?"

He Haide shook his head, "I don't know him, I only know that his surname is Yue, and he is the old president's personal doctor."

Xing Zui lowered his eyes thoughtfully, and after a while, he raised his eyes again, "Uncle De, the death of the old president and his wife..."

Before he could say a word, He Haide interrupted him quickly, "That matter is over, don't mention it again."

Xing Zui had no choice but to shut up resentfully.

"The old president and his wife are both good people, but God is short-sighted, good people are not rewarded... Poor young master, he is a poor child," He Haide choked up.

Xing Zui said sullenly: "He has been brooding over the death of the old president and his wife, and he can't get out."

"I know... For so many years, I have kept this house the way it was, just to leave him a memory, and hope that the young master will stop blaming himself, but he has always refused to let himself go. "

Criminals don't know why He Haide used the word "blame", why did Qingming blame herself?Calculating according to time, Qingming was only in her teens when her adoptive parents were killed.As a survivor of that disaster, what exactly did he experience?

At this time, Xing Zui suddenly remembered that he had answered the phone at Qingming in the early morning.In fact, he knew right then that it wasn't Qingming's call.Why did Qingming lie to herself?

These questions are like hemp ropes, wrapped around his neck, tightened more and more tightly, and his criminal instinct is about to suffocate.