Wan Guohou was slightly stunned, "Isn't it that you have something to say to me?"

Tao Wutian looked at Wan Guohou deeply, and his eyes seemed to contain a thousand words. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info His eyes were so focused that Wan Guohou felt a little uncomfortable, "Uncle Tian, please have something to say." ”

Tao Wutian shook his neck, "Actually, when I first saw you, I thought you were very familiar. ”

"Really?" Wan Guohou remained silent.

"My eldest brother and sister-in-law met by the father of the eldest brother's owner, his name is Mouss. In my memory, Mous was about 49 years old when his eldest brother got married, but he had a good complexion and looked about the same as a 30-year-old. Tao Wutian suddenly stopped when he said this.

Wan Guohou's light green eyes were quiet.

"This Mous looks almost exactly like you. Tao Wutian was silent for a while, and finally said word by word, "Except that his eyes are golden." ”

Wan Guohou touched his beard, "Interesting." ”

"When I first saw you, I thought to myself, my eldest brother has a problem with his eyes now, and he can't see things clearly, otherwise, he will be surprised to see you. Tao Wutian picked up a pencil and scribbled on the back of the sandpaper.

"It's a pity. Wan Guohou said. Tao Wutian stopped in response.

"Do you regret that he can't see you?" or do you regret that he doesn't know who you are?" Tao Wutian's eyes were unusually sharp.

But Wan Guohou was unmoved, he smiled lazily, "According to what you mean, who else can I be?"

"I don't know. Tao Wutian replied, "Mous died in '91, and he had a grandson. Tao Wutian said this, and his voice slowly lowered, "In August or September of '02, I saw the kid take off his glasses, revealing his golden eyes. I did find it strange at the time, but I wasn't sure he was a descendant of Mouss. Then something happened, and the child died. Moreover, that kid wasn't white. ”

"So, I am neither Mous nor Mous's grandson. Wan Guohou said lightly.

"You're right. Tao Wutian's expression became more and more serious, "You are you." ”

This puzzling conversation made Wan Guohou very happy, "Uncle Tian, you are still so sharp. ”

"You're so bold. Tao Wutian began to paint on the paper again, and what he drew seemed to be a car. "Although few of the people who have seen Mous are still alive, you are not afraid of being exposed?"

"Say I'm not Mous?" Wan Guohou blinked, "I wasn't Mous in the first place. ”

"Your face ......"

Wan Guohou interrupted Tao Wutian, "Uncle Tian, is my face bad now?"

Tao Wutian sighed, "I just want to say that the color of these eyes makes me very unaccustomed. ”

"Why don't you think about it from a different angle?" Wan Guohou looked disapproving, "You can think of my mother as being dreamed of by the gods when she was pregnant with me. ”

This sentence gave Tao Wutian goosebumps all over his body. He was stunned for a while before coming back to his senses, "What do you mean by those words you just asked about Bai He?"

"Just curious. ”

Tao Wutian frowned, "I'm telling you, don't fight Jiaojiao's idea. ”

"I don't understand what you mean. ”

"Then I'll tell you. Tao Wutian leaned forward a little, "Bai He was pregnant in September 02, and she wasn't with Nan Zeyu at that time. In order to keep the child, Bai He quarreled with the eldest brother. ”

Wan Guohou looked at him with a smile and did not speak.

Tao Wutian saw that the other party did not react, so he continued: "The eldest brother hopes that she and Nan Zeyu will become a family, probably because the eldest brother thinks that Nan Zeyu is more reliable. In other words, in his opinion, a police officer who can enter the provincial department at the age of 22 is much more promising than a prisoner who goes to prison at the age of 18. ”

Wan Guohou just sat upright, didn't speak, didn't even blink his eyes.

Of course, Nan Zeyu knew about Bai He's past relationship, but he didn't mind, which is also what I think is abnormal about this guy. How would a man marry a woman who had just had an abortion without caring about it, not to mention that it was a prisoner who had been sentenced to life imprisonment to impregnate Bai He. ”

"It sounds like Mrs. Nan still has a lot of affection for that prisoner. Wan Guohou said casually, as if he had something else to say.

"No, you're mistaken. Tao Wutian shook his head, "Bai He was rebellious at that time, I don't think she likes that prisoner much, she just doesn't want to let her own marriage matters be decided by herself." ”

But she ended up marrying Director Minami. ”

"Yes. What she really thinks, only she knows. At least, she once hoped to give birth to that child, and even used this to blackmail her eldest brother, wanting to refuse to marry Nan Zeyu. Tao Wutian continued to draw on the paper as he spoke.

“Love-is-merely-a-madness。 Wan Guohou muttered.

"What did you say?"

"Oh, nothing. Wan Guohou adjusted his sitting position, "I just suddenly remembered a line from Shakespeare's poem." ”

"In short, in my opinion, this is Bai He's own choice, kill the child, marry Nan Zeyu, get pregnant again, give birth to Jiaojiao, everything is her choice. Tao Wutian's face was full of disapproval, "There is a very popular saying now, which is also suitable to describe Bai He, as long as you are happy." ”

Wan Guohou pondered for a while and said, "I listen to what you mean, it seems that you don't hate that prisoner?" Wan Guohou glanced at what Tao Wutian had drawn on the paper, "At least, it sounds like you have a much better impression of this prisoner than you do about the South Hall Director." ”

"Because I've known that kid for years. He won't rape Bai He, let alone kill people. Tao Wutian said categorically.

"Do you have any evidence to prove that he didn't do it?" Wan Guohou subconsciously touched the cufflinks.

"What do you think I'm drawing?" Tao Wutian suddenly asked.

Wan Guohou was stunned, "You seem to have drawn a car?"

Tao Wutian held up the sandpaper he had painted and faced Wan Guohou, "You're wrong, I'm painting a house." ”

The pattern on the paper is actually more like a child's drawing of a car, except that it has no wheels.

Wan Guohou looked at Tao Wutian puzzled, and the latter smiled slyly, "It seems that if you draw two more wheels, it will be a car." With that, he lowered his head and brushed the paper to the ground.

Wan Guohou looked at the sandpaper, his face gradually became heavy, and he finally understood what Tao Wutian meant.

Tao Wutian did not add wheels to the "house", he added a triangle to the top of the "house", and added a few decorative lines, so that the triangle became the roof. Then, he drew a wide square in the middle of the bottom of the "house", which was the door of the house.

Tao Wutian put down his pencil, "You think I'm drawing a car, that's because you know that my leg was lost in the car explosion, you see similar graphics, you will naturally associate it like this, but I am drawing a house." He paused, then added, "People always see what they want to see." ”

Wan Guohou owes his body, "Listen to your ears." ”

"If you're not bored, I'd like to talk about a case, an old case from more than a decade ago. Tao Wutian saw that the other party did not show an expression of opposition, so he spoke slowly.

The dusty past thawed, and Wan Guohou listened to Tao Wutian's narration in silence, and his thoughts returned to the bleak and depressed summer of 2002.

Tao Wutian was very angry at first, and he couldn't accept the fact that Han Nuowei, who seemed to be well-behaved and docile, would actually set a fire to his eldest brother's house, rape his niece, and kill the servant.

In a fit of rage, Tao Wutian took the initiative to ask to participate in the arrest of Han Nuowei. Although this did not conform to the procedure at all, for the sake of him being a senior criminal policeman, the bureau acquiesced to his actions.

However, soon, Tao Wutian realized that something was wrong.

Although Nan Zeyu, who participated in this case, has received an order from the provincial department, he still often comes to the county bureau to hang out, and from time to time he will guide another young policeman involved in this case, Yang Xiao.

Yang Xiao is one year younger than Nan Zeyu, and he has just joined the work, and he simply admires Nan Zeyu, the master. As a result, he naturally accepted all the suggestions put forward by Nan Zeyu.

But these are not the things that confuse Tao Wutian the most.

What puzzled Tao Wutian was that the case was caught at the scene of the incident, and the county bureau should immediately take compulsory measures to detain Han Nuowei and send him to the detention center within 24 hours, and at the same time apply to the procuratorate for approval of the arrest as soon as possible.

But the county bureau has not moved. After the case was filed, the county bureau only allowed Han Nuowei to live in the hospital, and it was not until two months later that Han Nuowei was suddenly arrested, and then he was transferred to the procuratorate for review and prosecution.

This unusual practice caught Tao Wutian's attention. Under normal circumstances, in cases where the facts are unclear and the evidence is insufficient, the procuratorate may return the case to the public security organ and request supplementary investigation. The public security organ's supplementary investigation period is one month, and after the evidence is supplemented, it will be transferred to the procuratorate again.

But in Han Nuowei's case, the investigation went very smoothly, because almost all the evidence was ready-made: Han Nuowei's fingerprints on the carving knife stained with Lin Ma's blood, Han Nuowei's fingerprints on the password lock at the Tao family's gate, and Han Nuowei's sperm spots on Tao Baihe's skirt. And the most powerful evidence is Han Nuowei's own testimony. Although he was interrogated by transcription because he had choked on his throat from smoke, he pleaded guilty to murder, arson and rape.

With such an easy case to solve, why did Han Nuowei stay in the hospital for two months?

Tao Wutian couldn't figure out the reason for this.

In fact, in all the cases that Tao Wutian participated in the investigation, none of the evidence existed alone, and the evidence was related to each other, and the difference was only that the effect was different. In Han Nuowei's case, the fingerprints, sperm spots, and confessions collected by the police are all different fragments that exist in a single place, and these fragments eventually form the whole picture of the case.

In addition, the swiftness of the procuratorate's action in this case made Tao Wutian even more dumbfounded. From the arrest of Han Nuowei to his sentencing and transfer to prison, it took less than a month. And in the whole process of handling the case, Han Nuowei has no relatives to come forward, he seems to be an orphan, which is really weird.

Tao Wutian does not think that Han Nuowei's parents are evading relevant responsibilities, in his opinion, it is more likely that Han Nuowei's parents were deliberately "isolated". The old couple could not directly contact Han Nuowei, so they could only appeal after Han Nuowei was sentenced.

What made Tao Wutian feel most uncomfortable was Nan Zeyu's attitude. It stands to reason that for a criminal suspect who raped his fiancée, Nan Zeyu should hate him to the core.

But Nan Zeyu's performance is such "selfless". Judging from what Yang Xiao relayed to Tao Wutian in private, when Nan Zeyu personally interrogated Han Nuowei, he behaved very politely and politely from beginning to end, and could even be regarded as cordial.

Tao Wutian has been a criminal police officer for many years, and he has only seen one situation where the police have shown more cordiality to suspects who have already mastered the evidence of his crimes, that is, they want to find a larger criminal gang through him, hoping that he will cooperate with the work and act as an informant.

This is clearly not the case with Han Nowei.

Tao Wutian couldn't figure out what was behind this boy who was less than eighteen years old when he committed the crime was worth digging up behind Nan Zeyu?

Later, on the first Chinese New Year's Eve after Han Nuowei was imprisoned, Tao Wutian took Tao Baihe to visit the prison. That visit to the prison allowed him to confirm the fact that "Han Nuowei is innocent".

So, he finally couldn't sit still. But the intuition of the criminal police made him not dare to take this case lightly, and after thinking about it, he decided to use Yang Xiao as a breakthrough.

After several hard work, Yang Xiao finally revealed a piece of information to him: the transcript of Han Nuowei's case contains two parts, one is the original document submitted by Nan Zeyu, and the other part is the interrogation record written by Yang Xiao on the spot.

The original submitted by Nan Zeyu, Yang Xiao only saw it once. In his memory, inside the original document were the questions written by Nan Zeyu and Han Nuowei's answers. Actually, strictly speaking, this interrogation is not perfect, but Nan Zeyu is Yang Xiao's master, and he can't accuse the master of doing something inappropriate.

"What about the interrogation record written by Yang Xiao?" Wan Guohou asked impatiently.

"Lost. ”

Wan Guohou supported his chin with the back of his right hand, and his expression could not be seen to be sad or joyful.

"It stands to reason that Yang Xiao's records must be archived and stored, but I don't know why, when I checked, I found that he was not registered. Tao Wutian sighed, "Now that I think about it, it's probably Nan Zeyu's hands and feet." ”

Although Yang Xiao's record was lost, Han Nuowei's original transcript was still preserved. Tao Wutian thought about it, and finally decided to take a risk and look for Han Nuowei's transcript.

But on the day he made up his mind, Yang Xiao took the initiative to come to him.

Wan Guohou's mobile phone ringtone interrupted the memories of the two, and he made a gesture for Tao Wutian to wait, then walked out of the room and connected the phone, "Get the result?" Okay, send me an email." ”

After hanging up the phone, Wan Guohou looked at the phone screen with bated breath, every second he waited was a heartbreaking torment.

It wasn't until the "You have a new email" push popped up that he hurriedly clicked on it.