There's a point in the team

If only I could have met you sooner...

These words seemed to have slapped Xing Zui heavily in the face, and he took a sudden look at Qingming.

"..."

Qingming was smacking at the words of the criminal just now, although they were not words of love, but Qingming chewed them word by word in his heart repeatedly.The smile on his face was undisguised, like an idiot who hasn't heard a sweet word from his lover in 800 years.

From the point of view of criminals, the few short sentences he said just now were just simple statements, and he did not deliberately avoid Qingming's pain.I don't know why Qingming listened to it so elated, and I still can't get enough of it.

Looking at his side face with conviction, he was in a daze.

Qingming, who had stepped out of his inner world, finally felt the hot gaze around him, put his hands on the steering wheel, and turned his face sideways as if inadvertently.

"Uh... what kind of tiger and wolf eyes are you looking at?"

Someone inexplicably said with a little irritability:

"Shut up and help drive your car, okay?"

Qingming tugged at the corner of her mouth, "Of order, sir!"

As a result, just as he asked the person to shut up, Xing Zui immediately asked, "Tell me what you think about this case."

The topic changed suddenly, maybe only Xing Zui knew it in his heart, he wanted to use this to cover up the emotions that just came out for a moment.

Qingming regained his composure, and spoke very readily:

"At present, there are three suspicious points. First: I remember that it was written in the file... The two sets of identical footprints found by the police at the scene did not belong to the deceased or the housekeeper. It is very likely that they were left by the murderer. From this point It can be deduced that the murderer may be a person... I don't agree with this point, since the murderer did not leave fingerprint DNA at the scene, it shows that the murderer is a very cautious and thoughtful person, why would he carelessly leave footprints?"

"You mean the footprints were left intentionally by the murderer?"

Qingming nodded slightly. "Generally, murderers like this who are thoughtful and have strong anti-reconnaissance capabilities can't satisfy their inner pleasure just after killing someone. Leaving footprints and deliberately throwing out a clue is a disguised form of provocation to the police."

"This explanation is a bit far-fetched." The criminal offense was directly rejected.

"What about the second?"

Qingming continued: "Second: The forensic doctor found a large number of messy knife marks and traces of rope binding on the bodies of Qing Shengguo and his wife, but only one knife wound was found on the necks of the three housekeepers, and it was fatal. That is, It is said that the three housekeepers were killed with a single knife. According to the forensic doctor's description of the wounds of Qing Shengguo and his wife and the housekeeping. The former: the cuts on the skin are uneven, and the wound surface is inclined. It is easy to judge that the knife was inserted into the body from top to bottom. According to the size of the sole prints left at the scene, it can be deduced that the murderer’s height is about 1.8 meters. From this point, it can also be roughly inferred that when Qing Chenguo and his wife were murdered by the murderer, they were in half-kneeling or sitting-lying positions, which is impossible He was in a standing posture like the murderer. This would explain why the cut was from top to bottom."

Xing Zui listened carefully, while speculating on other things.He noticed that when Qingming talked about his parents, he used the title "Qingshengguo couple".People who don’t know Qingming will feel that he still can’t face up to the death of his parents. This title wants to emphasize that he is a bystander and is stating his views on the case.

In fact, just the opposite.

This time Qingming really changed his style. He didn't bring too much emotion into it, and he no longer avoided it. Instead, as a policeman, he should show calmness and reasoning ability when facing the case. .

The car stopped at the traffic light at the intersection, Qingming stared ahead, and said methodically: "Look at the knife wounds on the necks of the three housekeepers. The autopsy report said that the wounds were flat and deep." I think the knife used to kill the housekeeper and stabbed to death The knives used by Qing Chengguo and his wife are not the same knife. The knife marks on Qing Chengguo and his wife's body are distributed in a mess, and the skin of the wound is not evenly cut, so the wound is probably caused by a short dagger with a gap."

Having said that, the crime also reacted.Just now Qingming said that the wound on the housekeeper's neck is flat and deep. After years of criminal investigation experience, it is usually caused by a direct middle dagger.

Criminal frowned, leaned back on the seat, his deep eyes were as unpredictable as usual, he stared forward... What Qingming said was not covered in the forensic autopsy report back then.He can analyze it like this, as if he was also present at the autopsy site.

But the reality is that today, more than ten years later, Qingming is sitting in the car, discussing the case with himself while driving.Criminals believe that what Qingming said is the information he extracted from the concise case transcripts and autopsy reports after reading the files, and after using his own experience to enlarge some details frame by frame, he has his own Insightful.

As expected, I read Qingming correctly.Qingming is sometimes open-minded but not blindly optimistic, his mind becomes more delicate, and the insight of his eyes can even catch up with a microscope.

Seeing that the people around him were silent, Qingming glanced sideways at Xing Zui, and seeing the expression on Xing Zui's face at this moment, he knew that he didn't need to explain too much about the knife.

At this time, the red light came on, and the car started again under Qingming's control.

"The third is the most bizarre. The three housekeepers basically died at the same time, and their death time was delayed by more than 40 minutes compared with the death time of Qing Chenguo and his wife. There are no traces of struggle or signs of being tied up with ropes. Why didn't the murderer tie them up? Obviously, when the murderer attacked Qing Chenguo and his wife, he was not worried that the three housekeepers would suddenly resist and run away. Why? Since the murderer The main targets are Qing Chenguo and his wife, so why not start with the housekeeping first? Instead, wait 10 minutes after killing Qing Chengguo and his wife before doing anything to them..."

At this time, Xing Zui said quietly: "Could it be that the murderer of Qing Chenguo's couple and the three housekeepers is not the same murderer?"

After finishing speaking, the eyes of the two fell on each other's face almost at the same time.

The two thought of a piece.

Xing Zui said: "Are you going to start with housekeeping?"

Qingming said noncommittally: "I entrusted a friend to check the details of these three people. Zhang Dabin, Sun Qiang, and Huang Zhongming have very ordinary backgrounds. Besides Huang Zhongming, the other two have no relatives or friends. Huang Zhongming has a Uncle, his name is Huang Dagui. He took care of Da Huang Zhongming in one hand, and he has a very good relationship with his uncle and nephew. Even because of Huang Zhongming, Huang Dagui has never married a wife and had children."

"Friends?" Xing Zui said, this seemed to be the first time Qingming heard that he had friends.

Obviously, the focus of criminal crime this time is not on the same channel as him.

"My former colleague is a nice person. I will introduce you two to each other another day." Qingming said

Penalty did not speak,

After driving for about 10 minutes, the car stopped at an intersection called "Yandai Lane".The location here is remote, and the front, rear, left, and right sides are alleys and shallow alleys formed by side-by-side low-style bungalows. There are not many cars driving in from all around.

According to the house number on the concrete pillar next to the gate, Qingming stopped at the door of a dilapidated bungalow and knocked for a long time but no one responded.At this time, the iron door next door opened, and a middle-aged woman, about 50 years old, came out from inside. Her eyes fell on the expressions of the two of them repeatedly, and she kept looking at them.

"Who are you looking for?"

Xing Zui said: "We are looking for Huang Dagui, did you see him go out this morning?"

The middle-aged woman hesitated for a few seconds, then asked, "Where did you come from? What can you do with Lao Huang?"

Qingming knows very well that in this kind of dense village alleys, there is no impenetrable wall for everything in every household, and this kind of aunt knows everything about the things in the neighborhood.Before Xing Gui could speak, he took the words:

"Sister, we work in a film crew. Recently, our director has taken a fancy to Uncle Huang's house and wants to rent his house to shoot TV. Oh, our director mentioned this to Uncle Huang two days ago, and Uncle Huang agreed. The rent has not been negotiated yet. Today the director has something to do temporarily, so he called us to talk to Uncle Huang about it."

The middle-aged woman stared at Qingming, saw that he had a handsome face, and there was a gentle smile on his face when he spoke, and he called "sister" very kindly, so she naturally lost her vigilance.

"Old Huang moved out two days ago."

Qingming and Xinggui looked at each other suspiciously.

"This old Huang is also strange. He moved away after only two years since he came back. It's quite a toss."

Qingming asked: "Sister, what did you mean when you said that it has been two years since he came back? Didn't he live here all the time before?"

The middle-aged woman looked around privately, and lowered her voice pretending to be mysterious: "Young man, let me tell you, Lao Huang actually has a nephew, I forgot what his name is, but his nephew died more than ten years ago. , I heard that he was killed by a loan shark outside. Oh, what a pity, he probably borrowed money to see a doctor for Lao Huang."

"What's wrong with Uncle Huang?"

"When Lao Huang was young, he worked in a steel factory with my family. He was just a brother. He died of liver cancer and left a son. Later, Lao Huang brought up his nephew by himself, and he was arrested. It was found that there was something wrong with the heart, and I couldn’t name the specific disease. After the disease, Lao Huang moved away with his nephew. I heard that he went to a big city to see a doctor. After more than ten years In [-], Lao Huang moved back by himself. He didn’t go out very often. We asked Lao Huang where his nephew had gone, and why he didn’t come back to see him during the holidays. Lao Huang said that his nephew died more than ten years ago. When asked how he died, Lao Huang didn't speak anymore."

At this time, the woman seemed to suddenly think of something, and continued: "By the way, I heard from others later that his nephew was actually doing illegal work outside, and was killed by a gang of wicked people. Hey, this child is actually a poor child..."

"Do you know where Uncle Huang moved to?"

"I don't know that."

Seeing that they could not wait for anyone if they continued to stay at Huang Dagui's house, the two simply thanked each other and prepared to leave Yandai Lane.Before leaving, the middle-aged woman stopped Qingming and wanted to introduce her youngest daughter to him.

At this time, Xing Zui, who had been silent all this time, spoke first: "This kid is no longer lucky, he has someone."

When the middle-aged woman heard this, the smile in her eyes faded, and she looked disappointed.At this time, he suddenly found that the criminal was tall, burly and handsome, and the light in his eyes lit up again: "Young man, do you have a date?"

"I have a wife."

After finishing speaking, Xing Zui grabbed Qingming's hand with one hand and walked towards the car.

After getting in the car, Qingming started the car.

Criminal asked: "Where are you going?"

"The crime scene back then..."

Xing Zui frowned suddenly and looked at him.

Afraid of the crime, thinking too much, Qingming then added with a smile:

"That's your wife's house."

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At this time, in another place, Qing Shengbang was sitting in the study, puffing out the clouds.His face was gloomy, and his eyes were indistinct and blurry in the white smoke.

At this time, a sudden knock on the door interrupted his thoughts.

"Come in."

Xu Yi pushed the door open and walked in.

"There's a call from the hospital. Madam said that she wants to see you."

Qing Shengbang didn't respond immediately, but after exhaling the last puff of smoke, raised his hand to put the cigarette out in the ashtray, and then said: "You go for me, and..." He paused, and slowly raised his hand. With dark eyes, he said:

"Next time, don't let me hear you call her 'madam' again. I have reminded you before that you are not allowed to call her madam. I have never acknowledged her."

Xu Yi's clenched fists were well hidden in front of the desk, but his face remained calm.

After a while, he nodded slightly:

"Yes."

After leaving Qing's house, Xu Yi drove to a hospital by himself.That hospital is a private hospital established by the well-known Yin family in this city.

Pushing open the door of the ward, mechanical and crisp sounds came out from various instruments, like prayers made by a priest in a church.Xu Yi closed the door gently, walked to the hospital bed, and looked at the familiar face on the bed.

Lying on the hospital bed was a woman in her 40s. Due to the long-term illness, her haggard and sickly face was as dark as ashes.

The woman's name is Yin Lan.

Xu Yi pulled the chair and sat on the edge of the hospital bed.

Yin Lan didn't fall asleep, and slowly opened her eyes, seeing that the person who came was not Qing Shengbang, the only trace of expectation in her eyes turned into bitterness, but was soon covered by a smile.

"You're here." The voice was barely audible. "Is he...still refusing to come?"

Xu Yi didn't speak, and tucked the quilt for her.

"Xiao Yi, I'm going to see Brother Yin soon."

Xu Yi held Yin Lan's hand, and a trace of tenderness flashed in his cold eyes, "You promised me that you can stay with me every day, don't leave so fast, okay?"

His voice trembled a little, and the hand in his hand seemed to be not a hand, but a piece of dead wood.As long as you use a little force, it may break.

"Find someone to accompany you, you know, you are the one I worry about the most."

"I don't like to hear you say these things." Xu Yi lowered his head and kissed the back of Yin Lan's hand.

"I know you are in pain, go to sleep for a while, when you wake up, I will bring you Qingming."

Hearing the word "Qinglang", a faint light appeared on Yin Lan's ashen face.

"Langer, Langer..."

"Well, he's back. Qing Shengbang never mentioned you in front of him. Don't worry, he's fine, he's grown up, and he's becoming more and more like his mother."

Yin Lan's eyes were moist, her heart was blocked with many words, and she wanted to speak, but no sound came out of her throat.She wanted to get up anxiously, even though it was futile when she knew it, she completely forgot about the bone-shattering pain that the illness brought her relentlessly every day.

Xu Yi said softly, "Don't move around, just lie down." He quickly restrained her movements.

Yin Lan looked at him with misty eyes, her lips trembling slightly.

"I know what you want to say, Lan, I will bring him. If he doesn't want to come, then I will break his legs and drag him in front of you. Obedient, you can see it when you sleep him."

When Xu Yi came out of the ward, a middle-aged man with glasses and a white coat was standing at the door.Seeing the serious expression on the man's face, Xu Yi felt more or less confident.

"Yin Chen."

The man named Yin Chen said, "Come with me."

After speaking, he took him to his office and closed the door.

"Something to tell you, you have to be mentally prepared."

Xu Yi said: "How much longer?"

"Three days, maybe three days left..."

"Judging from her physical condition and the speed at which cancer cells spread in her body, it is not easy for her to survive for so many years. Xu Yi, don't be so selfish. One more day she lives means one more day of suffering. ..."

Before he could say a word, Xu Yi suddenly grabbed his collar and said coldly, "Shut up!"

Yin Cheng didn't fight back, but looked at him coldly.The two looked at each other for a while, until the hostility in Xu Yi's eyes gradually dissipated, and he let go of his hand, returning to his usual cool look.

"At least she can't go yet,"

Leaving those words behind, Xu Yi left the hospital.