On December 16, the snow was falling heavily, and the frost was white everywhere.

Zhou Changwei came back from going out and dusted off the snow on his hat.

"Team Zhou," Xiao Gui said, "I just called from the trace inspection department." ”

Zhou Changwei rubbed his hands, pulled a chair, and sat next to the stove: "What do you say?" ”

Xiaogui put down what he was doing and sat down: "That staff brooch has not been corroded by the soil. ”

"Haven't been corroded?" Wan Mao leaned over, "What do you mean?" ”

Zhou Changwei took the words: "It means that Ding Qiang did not leave the staff brooch at the scene of the crime, but someone temporarily put the 'evidence' into it." ”

Xiaogui nodded, this is the situation: "The trace inspection department said that the soil near the corpse has obvious traces of being turned, and it should have been dug up not long ago." ”

Wan Mao felt that his brain was running out of ideas: "The evidence is fake? ”

"But the murderer is real." Peng Jianguo also joined the group chat, holding his thermos cup soaked in wolfberries, "Ding Qiang and Liu Renda have both recruited." ”

These two people knew that they couldn't hold back, so they both confessed, and there was no doubt that they were murderers.

"I'm a little confused, who put the brooch in?" Comrade Wan Mao thought for a while, "This person should want to use that brooch to deceive Ding Qiang, but the premise is that he must know who the real culprit is in advance, and this is a serial game, such a big game of chess, ordinary people can't figure it out." So he suspected that it was not human.

"Jianguo," Zhou Changwei asked, "how is Tan Wenbin staring?" Is there anything suspicious? ”

Peng Jianguo said no: "Tan Wenbin runs at home and the mahjong parlor every day, and he has no friends in private, I have checked his mobile phone and bank card, and there is nothing suspicious." He thought for a while and added, "Tan Wenbin was abducted and trafficked when he was a child, and his finger was broken at that time, but this doesn't seem to have anything to do with this case." ”

Then why did he open 1 million to Li Baoding as gambling money? Is it just to earn that little bit of interest?

There are too many abnormalities, and Zhou Changwei still feels that things are not so simple: "I always feel that someone is fueling these two cases." ”

Wan Mao, who suspected that he was not a person at all: "Is it the person who sent the recording to Hou Shuqin?" ”

Zhou Changwei shrugged: "No evidence, it's hard to say." ”

Peng Jianguo took a sip of wolfberry tea, and his whole body was smooth: "No matter what, the result is good, if it weren't for the case of Li Quande and his son, it would not have involved the cigarette factory case eight years ago." ”

Wan Mao, who suspected that he was not a person at all: "Is God opening his eyes?" ”

Zhou Changwei went back to his seat, sorted out the case materials, and was about to transfer the case to the procuratorate in the afternoon. ”

Of course, it's not an eyes-opener.

"It's you."

Rong Li nestled on the lazy sofa, closed his eyes and recuperated, and did not answer.

Cheng Ji stood next to the shelf: "I think it should be you." Rong Li returned to Xiangyun Town to collect debts, but, "I don't think it's like you, you didn't like these twists and turns before." ”

Although Rong Li has a high IQ, he prefers to use his hands rather than his brain.

Rong Li lifted his eyelids, his spirit was average, and he was a little lazy: "Although it's a little troublesome, it's not dirty." ”

Two months ago, Li Quande came to Liu Renda and Ding Qiang to ask for money, and the three of them had a dispute at that time, and Tan Wenbin heard their conversation outside at that time and knew about the cigarette factory eight years ago.

Cheng Ji still knew Rong Li, he hated trouble the most, and asked, "Is this your first plan?" ”

"It's not."

His first plan was to go straight to the blood, simple and crude.

This is strange, Cheng Ji took a bag of potato chips from the container: "Why didn't you use the first plan?" He unpacked it and threw a slice into his mouth, "Don't want to get your hands dirty?" ”

Rong Li did not deny it.

Cheng Ji was a little surprised, when did Rong Li be afraid of dirty hands, why did he suddenly wash his hands in a golden basin. Cheng Ji thought about it and thought about it, but he only thought of one possibility.

"I found one thing." Cheng Ji is quite sure, "Xu Tanxi can influence you, and he began to influence you very early." ”

If Xu Tanxi hadn't come to Xiangyun Town, Cheng Ji felt that Rong Li was very likely to lose the bottom line and directly use violence to solve the three brutes.

But he changed his plan and went around in such a big circle without bothering.

Rong Li denied: "It has nothing to do with her." ”

Cheng Ji didn't believe him: "I will believe you if I swear by Xu Tanxi." "If it weren't for Xu Tanxi, what reason could he have changed so much?

Rong Li gave him three words back: "Get out." ”

Cheng Ji can be sure that this hard-mouthed dead duck should have been tempted very early, so he will look ahead. He threw the half-eaten potato chips to Rong Li, clapped his hands and left: boring, too obvious.

Cheng Ji had just left when a guest came in.

It was a female guest: "Take the courier." ”

Rong Li put down the potato chips and got up: "The end number of the mobile phone." ”

“4225。”

He went to find out the courier and looked at the information on it: "Please report the recipient." ”

The other party reported a name: "Song Baobao." ”

The one who came to get the express was Song Baobao's sister - Song Island Island, the usually spicy Chaotian pepper met the person he liked, and he became a small bell pepper.

Of course, it's not that Song Baobao doesn't have time to get the express, is he free, the most scumbag is idle work, and it was Song Daodao who "forced" him with WeChat red envelopes.

Rong Li handed over the courier: "Sign it." ”

Song Daodao caught it with both hands, only dared to glance at Rong Li, and then immediately lowered his head, like a timid quail. When she signed, she was so nervous that her hands were a little shaky.

After signing, she said thank you, and did not leave immediately, but took out an apple from her bag slowly. She didn't dare to look at Rong Li at all, and put the apple in the cardboard box containing the pen, along with the pen.

She would deliver apples every time she came.

Rong Li never said anything, maybe he didn't remember her at all, he didn't remember what her surname was, he didn't remember how many times she gave apples, and he didn't remember that she asked the matchmaker Xiao Niang to go to his house to say goodbye.

Only this time, Rong Li reacted, saying, "I don't like to eat apples." ”

Song Daodao, who received a response, was pleasantly surprised, and plucked up the courage to ask, "What do you like to eat?" ”

He said, "Strawberries. ”

"Next time I-"

He interrupted, his tone was light, not indifferent, just like it didn't matter: "There's no need for a next time, and don't waste time on me." There was a slight difference in his cold eyebrows, and his tone suddenly relaxed, and he said, "I have someone I like." ”

When he said that he had someone he liked, he was a little gentle and hid it in his eyes.

It turned out that he was not indifferent to anyone, Song Daodao picked up the apple and put it away properly, which was the beginning of all her love.

She didn't show a disappointed or unwilling expression, and said calmly: "I wish you happiness." ”

Rong Li really didn't talk much, and he didn't reply to her.

She walked to the door of the store, looked back at him, and said with a smile: "Rong Li, you must smile more at the person you like." ”

His eyes must have looked good when he smiled, she hadn't seen him smile yet.

Although she may not have the chance to see him smiling, she still hopes that the person she really likes can live a simple and happy life.

Because he looked unhappy.

The first time Song Daodao saw Rong Li was by the Fuxi River, and when she passed by, she saw him standing by the river from a distance, throwing stones into the river, one by one.

"Hey," she thought at the time, this man might not have learned well in nine years of duty, and it would be harmful to others and herself, "why do you keep throwing stones into the river?" ”

It's certainly not a wish, who makes a wish will throw such a big stone.

He turned his head and asked without a word: "Do you think there is a river god in the river?" ”

The light of dusk crossed on him, and it was no exaggeration to say that at that moment, Song Daodao felt that he was shining with golden light, dazzling so dazzling that she lost her mind.

She was stunned for a long time before she found her voice and said, "Sincerity is spiritual, sincerity is there." ”

She believes, and she thinks that people need to have faith, even if it is a ghost or a god.

He didn't refute her, picked up a small stone, threw it casually, and hit the "wishing stone" in the middle of the river, he made a wish: "I sincerely hope that the river god you will die." ”

He left after making a wish, and she stayed where she was, losing her soul.

If you want to ask Song Daodao what she likes about Rong Li, she can't actually answer, she just thinks that when she saw him for the first time, even the light of dusk was hot.