Wen Xiaohua and Xu Sheng still remember the situation that night vividly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

How could you forget? Every frame and scene is like a very detailed painting sketched with a pen, engraved into their minds.

They received a call from Lu Ji at about twelve o'clock in the night: "Come to Ke Qian's house immediately." ”

Wen Xiaohua was puzzled: "So late? How did you talk to him? ”

"Don't ask so much! Come here. Lu Ji's voice sounded very wrong.

And then everybody, all came.

The moment they entered the house, they were all scared silly. With blood all over the ground, Ke Qian actually wore a black wig, a white gauze shirt, and makeup, which was exactly one of his favorite female characters.

He had a knife stuck in his left chest and was lying in a pool of blood. His eyes were open, and he was out of breath.

The blood is still flowing, and it keeps flowing. Wen Xiaohua never knew that one person could shed so much blood.

"What's going on?" Rong Xiaofeng screamed, "You killed him? Kill him? ”

Xu Sheng and Wen Xiaohua were speechless.

Jiang Xueran sat there with injuries on his face. Things in the house are messy. Lu Ji stood holding on to the door, and there was no trace of blood on his face.

"It was an accident." Jiang Xueran's voice also trembled a little, "He suddenly changed his face and refused to give us the money." Later, I did it. ”

"I didn't want to kill him, I didn't want to ......," Lu Ji said in a trembling voice, "Everyone fought together, and I picked up the dagger on the table to scare him." But he resisted too fiercely, and when it came to money, he was fiercer than usual, and told us to get out, saying that he would sue us. I can't get angry......"

Everyone was silent, and there was some kind of eerie atmosphere in the room.

"Call an ambulance?" Wen Xiaohua asked tremblingly.

"I'm out of gas, and there's no heartbeat." Jiang Xueran whispered, "We tried it just now. And if we call an ambulance, do we have anything to do with it? ”

The faces of the people were like ashes. Rong Xiaofeng suddenly screamed: "What us? You killed people, what does it matter to us? What are we doing with this kind of thing? Why did you call us? ”

Xu Sheng also moved his lips.

Lu Ji didn't speak, and turned his face away. Jiang Xueran roared angrily: "Fart? Did everyone negotiate the matter of getting money from him? He has to be willing if he doesn't want to, is that something you all agree with? Xiaofeng, aren't you still waiting for this money to go abroad with your boyfriend? Now there is an accident, this is an accident, it is not the responsibility of the two of us, it has something to do with you. You try to call the police to see if you have a duty to conspire? Will the police believe you are innocent? ”

Rong Xiaofeng was stunned, and muttered without saying anything. Xu Sheng was silent, and Wen Xiaohua was frightened: "We...... Will you go to jail? ”

Jiang Xueran was silent for a moment and replied, "Yes." If you call the police, you will. If you don't call the police......" He glanced at Lu Ji, Lu Ji's face was even more ugly, and he said in an almost low voice: "Ke Qian, he ...... I don't have any other friends, and I live alone. I didn't work for most of the year after graduation. ”

"Together, we buried him." Jiang Xueran said slowly, "He is missing, no one will know." We divided the money, 400,000 yuan per person. ”

It was a dark night and the moon was very bright. Five young people who were about to step into this society carried the corpse like this, avoiding everyone's sight, and walked all the way to the wasteland.

Although Ke Qian was thin, he was tall, and his body was heavy. At first, Wen Xiaohua could still hear the sound of blood dripping in the woven bag. Then the blood stopped flowing.

Wen Xiaohua forgot to cry that night, and only looked blankly at the trees in the distance and the moon in the sky. He had seen it on TV before, saying that when a person dies, the body gets cold. At that moment, he really felt that Ke Qian's body was really getting colder and colder. The big boy who carefully looked at everyone's faces in the studio, brought them breakfast, and cleaned the table for them, the only boy who would brave the rain to buy medicine when he was sick, and still laughed happily, was really dead, without a little temperature.

After digging the pit, they buried him in it.

Ke Qian's eyes have been closed, I don't know who stroked it, or did he close it himself? At that time, a strange thought suddenly flashed in Wen Xiaohua's heart, it was good for him to die like this. Dressed in white, with long hair, delicate makeup, and full of blood. will always be fixed in his favorite and most beautiful appearance. He doesn't fit into this society, he lives too naïve and fragile.

He's different from all of them. He believes in dreams and sticks to them.

He actually has more courage and talent than all of them.

And then because of 2 million, died at the hands of these mediocre and cowardly people.

……

But now, Wen Xiaohua and Xu Sheng looked at the empty pit in front of them together, unable to believe their eyes.

Where did the corpse go?

He, where did he go?

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The second place for the criminal police to explore was the house that Ke Qian once rented. It was a small house of a nearby farmer, and he had been missing for so long that the owner of the house had not even found it.

"Because half a year ago, he paid the rent and utility bills for two years at a time." The owner said, "The house is so dilapidated and dilapidated that I don't usually look at it." ”

The house was in a corner of the township, and from the outside, it was indeed an old and cramped bungalow. But when Bo Jinyan and the others walked in, they felt refreshed.

The walls are covered with beige wallpaper, and a paper lamp hangs on the top. It's a bargain, but it fits the whole house very well. The sofas, tables and chairs are all old wood, and Jian Yao knows that many people like to buy these things from the thrift market. There was no bed in the room, just a large mesh shaker with a Minion pillow thrown on it.

There was ash everywhere, but the blood stains that should have been on the ground had been cleaned up.

"It's his style." Bo Jinyan suddenly muttered.

This inexplicably made Jian Yao a little stunned.

She suddenly found that she didn't know Bo Jinyan very well before. She knew that he was intelligent, arrogant, and determined, and that he was never afraid to mediate with any of the most vicious men, and even to be thrilled by it.

But for some criminals, such as Xie Min in the Gucheng case, and Ke Qian now, he vaguely shows a deep and indescribable emotion. Is it sympathy? But he never relented. Is it understood? But he said that even if there is no last resort, he should not kill.

It's the gaze.

This word suddenly popped up in Jian Yao's mind.

It is a calm, compassionate, calm gaze. It will not be moved, but it will not carry any contempt and prejudice. He looks at these desperate criminals no different from looking at an ordinary innocent person.

Thinking of this, Jian Yao also raised her head and stared at him. His handsome and focused face, his clear and sharp eyes.

That's why she loves him.

Better than anything I've seen in this half of my life.