Meng Kejun rubbed his red eyes, and felt a lot of emotion in his heart, not for anything else, for just this ill-fated sister and brother, whether it was Meng Liuchen or Lu Xifei, they were all weak and sick since childhood, especially Meng Liuchen, his biological mother did not accompany him for a day and said a word to him, even if his aunt could give him more love, but can this kind of love really compare to the care of his biological mother? Meng Liuchen doesn't complain, does it really mean that he doesn't mind at all?

Thinking of this, she didn't turn her head and stopped looking at Meng Liuchen on the hospital bed.

Du Ling's appearance is annoying, she has never been a mother, but now she has put on a motherly posture, and unceremoniously ordered Lu Qiao and the others to be evicted. That ugly face makes people feel disgusting.

"Speaking of which, Liuchen is also pitiful." In the car, Qiao Yixia thought of Meng Liuchen's haggard face that he had just seen, and sighed.

"Every newborn baby is the most innocent of living beings. Different environments have made these innocent individuals alive or happy, or miserable, and even some people have become no longer innocent. ”

"Do you believe in your fate?" Qiao Yixia asked.

"I believe in calamity."

There is an idiom called that it is difficult to escape in the calamity, and the calamity is coming, even if you have the ability to call the wind and rain and scatter beans into soldiers in this world, you can't hide from it, you can't avoid it.

Meng Liuchen didn't think that the first person he saw after opening his eyes would be her. The girl wore a high ponytail, a few strands of broken hair hanging down on her sideburns, a plain face facing the sky, a slight frown, and a small round face, which made her look like a beautiful angel. Many years later, Meng Liuchen recalled this moment again, only a few seconds, but it warmed his heart and made him never forget it for the rest of his life.

"Brother Liuchen, you're awake. How's it going, are you feeling okay? Lan Xuewu said as she took a cotton swab and dipped it in some water, staining his dry lips.

Meng Liuchen nodded, wanting to speak, but he felt very tired, as if the whole person had been hollowed out, and only a shell remained.

"Brother Liuchen, my aunt and aunt are old, I'm afraid they won't have a good rest here, so I'll let them go back first."

"Hmm."

"Brother Liuchen......" For some reason, Lan Xuewu looked at Meng Liuchen and felt that he had a lonely sorrow at this moment. It was not a sick weakness, it was a bitterness from the heart, and Lan Xuewu was infected by this frustration for a while. When I first saw him, he was a lively and cheerful big boy, and he immediately entered her heart, she thought that she was born to be a warm prince, but the more optimistic she looked, the more unknown she seemed to have. These stories are like magnets, constantly drawing her closer.

"I'm fine, don't worry." Meng Liuchen looked at her aggrieved face, felt a little pity in his heart, and smiled reluctantly, "It's not too early, you will just squint for a while, and when it is dawn, you will go back." ”

Lan Xuewu didn't want him to worry about it, nodded and lay on the edge of the bed, but she didn't feel sleepy. Hearing the news of Meng Liuchen's admission to the hospital, she almost woke up from her sleep and asked the driver to send her to the city despite the opposition of her family. As Qiao Yixia said, she is a barbaric and arrogant girl, she never thought that she could stay by someone's side so quietly, without saying a word, but warm to the bones.

She raised her head suddenly, and found that Meng Liuchen was looking at her, and the look in her eyes was different from the frivolous banter when she saw him for the first time, replaced by a subtle tenderness: "I have also met many sons, but why are you not happy at all compared to them." ”

"Why do you think so?"

"Whether a person is really happy or falsely happy, you can't hide it from everyone."

Meng Liuchen shook his head and sighed.

"Is it because of Sister Xia Ge?"

Meng Liuchen still didn't speak. He knew that his heart was sick not because of any one person, but because of many reasons. Maybe it's because of the resentment caused by the long-term lack of father's love and mother's love, maybe it's because of his distrust of his feelings because of his perennial cynicism, maybe it's because he lives in depression and atonement with the guilt of Lucy in his heart, or maybe it's because life is boring.

After dawn, she first went to the hospital to send Meng Liuchen a hot soup to watch him drink it, and then rushed to the company, and at noon she was still free to meet with the police officers who participated in Zhu Xiaolin's investigation a few days ago.

The police officer's surname is Wang, he is not young, and he has gray hair. The two of them sat in a private room on the second floor of the café and ordered a bitter cup of coffee each.

"Professor Lu doesn't like sweets either?"

Lu Xifei bowed slightly, noncommittal.

Wang Bing sighed and said to himself: "The days are too bitter, and I have forgotten what sweetness tastes like." Then he sighed and said with a smile, "I really didn't think that in my lifetime, I would have the opportunity to meet the famous Professor Lu Xifei, which is really an honor for Wang." ”

"Officer Wang, you know very well what I mean, so there is no need to say polite words."

A cloud of sadness gradually appeared on Wang Bing's face, he was afraid that he would never forget the case for the rest of his life, the scene of the crime was like a haunted house, it was so weird, Zhu Xiaolin was wearing a red dress, his whole body was tied with a rope and he was firmly tied, his hands were tied and hung on the beams, his feet were a few centimeters off the ground, his face was already distorted and deformed, and the two female police officers who followed the scene together couldn't stop vomiting and shivering, and even he, a big man, couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"So, in the end, this case was closed and became an unsolved case?"

Wang Bing nodded helplessly: "At that time, our group followed this case for a few months, and then invited foreign aid, saying that it was a master of solving the case, but there were still no clues. Also, this case, if we want to say, is indeed a case of sexual suffocation, the murderer is Zhu Xiaolin himself, there is no murderer at all, even if a profile expert is invited, what can be done? Hey, it's a pity that Old Man Zhu has always refused to believe it......"

Lucy picked up the ceramic cup and took a sip of coffee, the bitterness lingering around the tip of his tongue and spreading.

"Professor Lu, you, why don't you speak?"

Lucy put down the cup and said lightly: "I can't draw it, it can only explain two problems." One, he is not professional enough. Two, you are not professional enough. ”

"This." Wang Bing's face changed suddenly, "Professor Lu, what do you mean, the murderer is someone else?" ”

John Douglas, a former director of the BAU and a well-known profiling expert, said that if you want to understand Picasso, you have to study his art, and if you want to understand criminals, you have to study his crimes. You blindly believe that this is a sexual suffocation case, and psychologically affirm the certainty of Zhu Xiaolin's suicide, so you can't deduce the criminal methods and criminal psychology of the real murderer in all aspects, and the clues and evidence provided are naturally insufficient. 'Criminal's profile' is not an easy task, and writing a poem with an apple is far from a concept. ”

"Professor Lu, the reason why this case has become an unsolved case is not because our police can't investigate it, in fact, this case has been decided earlier and has become an unsolved case because the people in the market have different opinions, and absurd statements such as 'raising a little ghost' have been derived, and this case, one year after the incident, has been decided as suicide."

Lucy glanced at him and said coldly, "It's decided, isn't it?" ”

"Yes."

"Okay, I'm going to overturn the case."

"You, Professor Lu, what did you say?"

"Again, I don't repeat it a second time. I do not deny the authenticity of the 'sexual asphyxia' you mentioned, nor do I deny that it is indeed the direct cause of Zhu Xiaolin's death, and I need the cooperation of Officer Wang in the next investigation. Cooperate with me and give the family of the deceased a truth. ”

So many years have passed since the "Professor Lu......" case, and he has also retired from his post, I have to say that although the case is closed, it is indeed a knot in his heart. This incident is somewhat weird, and it brings him a big shadow. Even though I really want to benefit the people, I still hesitate. And as Lucy said, he, including everyone in the group back then, was willing to believe that this was a suicide case, because if it wasn't suicide, it would be really, really, terrible......

"Officer Wang. Have you ever wondered what the scales hanging from the feet of the deceased represent? Is it just because it looks and feels similar to a milk room? Scales are both metal and weights and measures, and its other meaning is wealth. ”

Looking at the back of Lu Xifei leaving, Wang Bing pinched his eyebrows, and Zhu Xiaolin's hideous and distorted face resurfaced in front of his eyes......

At the end of the day's work, Jiang Xiage opened the door of the office and saw Shen Lingshan waiting outside, the two of them tacitly walked side by side, with a happy and ambiguous smile on their faces. The way she gets along with her has always been like this, simple and relaxed.

Suddenly, Shen Lingshan grabbed her arm, Jiang Xia Ge frowned, and saw Shen Lingshan move his gaze to the left. Jiang Xiage exhaled and walked a few steps with her.

"Xuewu?"

"Sister Shagor."

"Looking for me? Why don't you just call me? ”

Lan Xuewu squinted her eyes and smiled, realizing that there was also a Shen Lingshan, so she said to the two: "Sister Lingshan is good." I wanted to call, but I was afraid that it would delay Xia Ge's sister's work, so I waited outside for a while. Anyway, the weather is good now, and the wind is blowing on the face. ”

"Well, there's a new café across the street, and I'll invite you to have a cup of coffee."

"No need. I'm here today to ask you to do me a favor. ”

"You say."

Lan Xuewu's eyes were as clear as jewels, and she bit her lower lip, as if she had plucked up a lot of courage: "Brother Liuchen, he is sick." ”

Jiang Xiage looked at each other the same as Shen Lingshan: "Sick? Is it strict? ”

"I, I want to ask Sister Xia Ge to go and see him."