A whistling siren wakes up late into the night.

The path outside the Guanyin Temple became a second lakeside road, blocked by more than a dozen police cars. The two ends of the road were cordoned off, and a corpse covered in feces was laid flat in the middle of the road, and the oldest forensic doctor of the Dongou City Public Security Bureau couldn't help frowning when facing the most psychologically challenging mission in more than 30 years. And the medical school interns who came with the old man have already vomited into dogs on the edge of the field.

Many nearby residents rushed to watch when they heard the news, but they did not dare to approach. Driven away by the police, dozens of middle-aged people in their forties and fifties exchanged their heads and ears, and combined with the recent news of the haunting of Hubin Road, they discussed it with noses and eyes, and made up a complete set of "unjust ghosts asking for their lives" on the spot. A few minutes later, the old medical examiner covered his mouth and announced that the suspect who kidnapped the child had fainted after blunt trauma to the back of the head, and eventually suffocated to death. To put it more simply, he was suffocated to death by dung soup.

When the college student who had just vomited the supper in his stomach heard this conclusion, he immediately bent down again, almost throwing up all the bitter gall.

At this time, a police car with a super awesome license plate forced a way out of the crowd.

As soon as the car door opened, five people walked out.

Qin Wanqiu jumped out of the car, and immediately found a policeman at the scene, the policeman stretched out his hand and pointed to the alley where the Guanyin Temple was located, Qin Wanqiu didn't say a word, and threw down the other four men in the car who could shake three times by stomping their feet in Dongou City, and ran away.

Lao Lin, who had a relatively low level of stomping among the four men, was not much better than Qin Wanqiu at this time, but he finally knew that his son was fine, and he could finally maintain the dignity of the leader, so he shook hands with the two real leaders first: "Secretary Gao, Zhao Ju, please have to run so late." That one...... I'll go check it out first. ”

The leader of Dongou City nodded, and said with a look of compassion: "Go quickly, there are Lao Zhao and Xiao Xu watching the things here, you hurry up and take the children home, when you encounter this kind of thing, adults may not be able to bear it." ”

Lao Lin let go of Secretary Gao's hand and hurriedly ran into the alley.

Secretary Gao stood in place, looking at Director Zhao of the Dongou City Public Security Bureau, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After the news of Lin Miao's abduction by Luo Li leaked out of anyone's mouth tonight, I don't know how many calls were answered in the duty room of the Municipal Party Committee Office. One of the most exaggerated ones was actually a call from the Beijing Academy of Social Sciences, an old man surnamed Qian scolded the staff on duty at the Municipal Party Committee Office, saying that Dongou City was ineffective and harmed the precious national talent reserve resources. Later, when I inquired, I realized that it was the one who came to Lin Miao to study in the juvenile class in the capital in person, but was rejected shamelessly.

Of course, Secretary Gao can't get angry with the old man, after all, the group of goods from the Academy of Social Sciences has to go to the Forbidden City to teach the elders at every turn, look forward to the world situation, analyze and analyze the future environment, if you accidentally take Dongou City as an example, um......

Don't dare to think about it anymore......

"The issue of public order still needs to be taken seriously. You must continue to strengthen the work of striking hard. Secretary Gao said something very official, and looked in the direction of the alley of Guanyin Temple, "Lao Zhao, we will have a meeting tomorrow to discuss this issue seriously, the time is not early, it is past twelve o'clock, if there is nothing to do, let the comrades who can get off work get off work first, so many police cars are stuck here It is not like it, it is too disturbing to the people." ”

"Eh, okay, Xiao Xu. Director Zhao gave Xu Yiguang a look.

Xu Yiguang immediately said: "Secretary Gao, leave it to me here." ”

Secretary Gao nodded, turned his head and walked to the police car.

Director Zhao explained Xu Yiguang again, and hurried to follow Secretary Gao.

The off-road vehicle with the license plate of the city's most awesome police car slowly withdrew from the road, and as soon as the two big leaders left, the atmosphere at the scene was immediately relieved. Xu Yiguang commanded the redundant personnel to leave, drove away the crowd of onlookers by the way, and worked for a long time before finally vacating the time and hurriedly ran towards the alley where the Guanyin Temple was located.

……

Lao Lin trotted to the front of the Guanyin Temple, and there was a bustle inside and outside the temple.

Zheng Xiaocong's body has been moved out and placed at the entrance of the temple, covered with a white cloth. Lao Lin Gang couldn't help but want to take a closer look, and heard Luo Li's poignant and venting cry from inside the house, crying as if he had almost killed his husband.

A young police officer recognized Lao Lin and quickly led Lao Lin into the house.

I don't know who in the police force did it, but in just a few moments, the temple has been lit up with incandescent lights. Lao Lin walked into a messy and musty house, and saw Qin Wanqiu hugging Lin Miao and Luo Li at a glance, bursting into tears.

Lao Lin hurriedly stepped forward, only to find that Luo Li was like a koala, tightly entangled with Lin Miao, and he was unwilling to let go even if he was killed.

Lin Miao and Lao Lin looked at each other, and Lao Lin couldn't help but ask in a panic, "Ah Miao, are you okay?"

Lin Miao raised her hands and spread out her palms, revealing a terrible wound: "Go to the hospital." ”

Lao Lin was immediately frightened and shouted, "Is there any other place to be hurt?"

"No, just hands, there was no light here just now, and I fell and bruised in the dark. Lin Miao explained lightly.

Lao Lin breathed a sigh of relief slightly, was dumbfounded for two seconds, and then asked weakly: "...... the two people who captured you?"

Lin Miao spit out three words: "I killed it." ”

Lao Lin seemed to have been hammered in the brain by something, and the whole person was stunned, motionless, unable to say half a word......

Qin Wanqiu and a group of policemen on the side also showed indescribable expressions, not knowing what kind of expression to use to face such a seven-year-old child. No matter how Lin Miao did it, at least a seven-year-old child shouldn't be so calm after killing someone.

Even if you show an antisocial personality and be arrogant, you can barely be considered a normal person?

This kind of appearance like pinching two caterpillars to death is really a little scary......

Qin Wanqiu didn't dare to let Luo Li hold Lin Miao anymore, so she talked for a long time, and finally coaxed Luo Li out of Lin Miao's arms. She picked up her daughter, nodded to Lao Lin, said nothing, and quickly ran out of this place that made her feel extremely depressed.

Lao Lin supported the ground with one hand, sat down in front of Lin Miao, gently held Lin Miao's hand, and blew it distressed and useless.

"Alas......" Lin Miao sighed.

Lao Lin raised his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Lin Miao shook her head and sighed: "We live so hard so hard so that one day, we can be different from those who are different from ourselves." Stay away from them, get rid of them. But this world is too small, and the relationship between people is so complicated, at most, through six people, you can get in touch with the top of the world from the bottom of society. Dad, what do you say people live for?"

Lao Lin didn't understand why Lin Miao had such a question after he died and escaped.

He couldn't answer.

Of course, the little policemen around couldn't answer.

Everyone just thinks that the writer's son is really awesome, and killing people is so interesting.

"How's the kid?" Xu Yiguang strode in.

Lin Miao raised his eyes, his eyes were clear, and he was almost cold-blooded.

Xu Yiguang couldn't help but stop, and a ridiculous idea popped up in his mind.

He wanted to take Lin Miao back to the bureau, pull him into the interrogation room, and ask him well.