Tang Song took the photos and the corresponding information and walked downstairs, Mo Bei put his hand in his trouser pocket, and picked the candy around his fingertips, because there was no class arranged in the afternoon, so he went out with less, only one left, she hooked it into her hand and held it, afraid that Tang Song would ask her for a while.

Tang Song looked down at the home address on the printer paper: "Let's go to her house first." ”

Mo Bei didn't respond, just looked at a woman on the side seat who was bowing her head and crying, and pulled the corner of his clothes for a while: "I've seen too many photos and I'm dizzy, do you think they look alike?" ”

Tang Song compared the photos, and it was indeed a bit similar.

"Xiao He," he called, and the policeman who was comforting the woman hurriedly walked over, and Tang Song asked, "She...... Come and report the crime? ”

Xiao He said: "She said that her daughter was raped, and when she asked the time, it was a long time ago, and the injuries were healed after so long, and there was no evidence, and then she cried, blaming herself for not considering the child's feelings, and now how much can these people save if they think less about the next problem?" ”

Mo Bei listened quietly, then took the photo and walked towards the woman, so fast that Tang Song didn't have time to pull her.

Ye Jing struggled for many days, and finally mustered up the courage to report the case, but the police said that it had been a long time, even if the content of the surveillance video at the intersection was not covered, there were many dead ends on that road, and they all said that they would do their best, but it sounded full of powerlessness and despair.

She was sad, and tried her best not to cry in front of people, but just cried in a suppressed voice, then wiped her tears indiscriminately, and prepared to go home, when she raised her eyes, she saw a boy standing in front of her, dragging it like a bad boy.

"You ......"

Mo Bei turned the photo towards her and got straight to the point: "Do you know her?" ”

Girl......

Tang Song covered his face with a headache in the back.

Ye Jing was stunned by the photo of her daughter and the girl in front of her, and it took a long time to remember to answer the question, and replied stumblingly: "This is my daughter, Jiaying, Liu Jiaying." ”

"Oh."

Oh? Oh?

But seeing Mo Bei suddenly hand it over, he hurriedly stepped forward to block it: "The clue is already there, I'll just ask, you go back to school." ”

Mo Bei shook his head, just folded the photo into a small piece and handed it to him, and did not deliberately lower his voice: "She has come to report the case now and explained that there are some problems that are difficult to solve." ”

The three of them all knew what the so-called thing meant, and their faces were different for a while, Tang Song squeezed her hand hard, and then retreated.

Mo Bei handed his hand to Ye Jing again, "Auntie, hand." ”

This girl doesn't look very reliable, but there is an irresistible aura, Ye Jing involuntarily put her palm up, Mo Bei's palm is warm, wrapped around her cold fingers, and the heat slowly flows up her arm.

"I've seen your daughter, in my dorm."

There was no fluctuation in her tone, but she hooked Ye Jing to turn her thoughts to her daughter, and a picture suddenly rushed into Ye Jing's mind, in the chaotic dormitory in the background, her daughter was pleading with tears on her face.

Help me......

Ye Jing finally collapsed and fell into the chair screaming.

……

"Jiaying went out shopping with her classmates that day, the night market is very close to our house, just a hundred meters, she is usually very well-behaved, and she is also very timid and does not like to go out, her father and I are not restrained by her, after all, it is rare to ask to go out, and it is good to get along with people more, her skirt is torn when she comes back...... Her dad because ...... Because she was angry and said something, she hid in the room, she was so young, she didn't understand anything......"

Ye Jing covered her face as she spoke, and cried again.

Mo Bei saw the woman's shoulders shaking through the mirror, there was an unnatural aging state on her body, just like more than ten years of aging happened in an instant, and her spirit and body showed a sense of powerlessness.

She blamed herself, more remorse, why didn't she call the police at the first time? Why didn't you give comfort to your daughter? Why was the emotion at that time angry, then heartbroken, and finally pity?

"She came out normally the next day, just not so talkative, I apologized to her with her dad, comforted her and said it was okay, it wasn't her fault, we gave her two days off, went to the hospital for a check-up, she was also very obedient, and later went to school again." She wiped her tears from her arms, and the next words made her hug herself first, "I got up at night the other day, passed by the door of her room, and heard her talking alone. ”

The night was pitch black, only the street lamp came in through the window, illuminating a miserable white square, and the voice through the door sounded very faint, but Ye Jing still heard her immature daughter talking in an old spicy tone that did not match her age, and it seemed to be coaxed in a roundabout way: "Don't go to see her...... Don't go to her...... She'll eat you. ”

She changed her tone again and said firmly, "I'm going." ”

Ye Jing heard her daughter pause, and laughed hehehe, her crisp and sweet voice sounded particularly terrifying at night: "Your mother, listen outside the door......"

Then Ye Jing heard footsteps coming from the room, and slowly, like an extremely old person, walked step by step, and slowly approached the door.

The night was so quiet that the slow footsteps sounded like an echo.

Ye Jing was so frightened that she ran back to the room and hid in the quilt, her husband next to her breathed heavily and long, she hugged it, and felt a cold hand.

"So your husband also found out that something was wrong with your daughter?" Tang Song asked.

"Yes."

There was silence in the car.

The parents felt that their daughter was mentally abnormal, so they took her to the hospital to see her, but the daughter refused to go out or let them into the room.

"Her father has a bad temper, and the two of them quarreled a few times, and he couldn't help but pull her to the hospital, but he didn't expect ......" Ye Jing shuddered for a moment, and her eyes became frightened, "The skin on her wrist was ripped off." ”

Tang Song didn't continue to ask, Mo Bei was motion sick, she didn't speak for a long time, she held her head and looked out the window, The street of the night market looks very ordinary during the day, very ordinary, and it looks much more deserted compared to the grand state at night.

Tang Song parked the car on the side of the road, and the three of them got out of the car and walked.

The alley is very narrow, unlike the other ones where there is more or less a barber shop or a small fry, here there are only the sides and backs of the house, and then it stretches out like a spider's web.

As soon as they entered the alley, they smelled a sour smell, and opened a groove between the houses to put garbage cans, probably because the people here are not too particular, a lot of garbage is dumped on the ground, maybe there are wild dogs passing by, scattered everywhere.

Soon, Ye Jing's home arrived.

Liu Jiaying's father stood outside the door, like Ye Jing, he also had a heavy new aging on his body, like a new knot of dust, spreading out layer by layer, and the gray that fell from sorrow was inexhaustible.

When he saw Tang Song, his face showed some joy, and he hurriedly greeted him, "Comrade police, hard work...... Great work. ”

Then he saw Mo Bei behind him and hesitated for a while: "We...... Let's go in first. ”

The four of them entered the house, which was a very ordinary home, but the windows and doors were closed, and the curtains were drawn to prevent light, which made the room a little cold.

Liu Jiaying's father politely invited Tang Song to sit down, and Zhang Luo made tea for him: "There is no good tea, you will drink it." ”

Tang Song politely took it and put it on the coffee table: "You're welcome." ”

"You...... Do you smoke? He was visibly nervous, scrambling to reach for the cigarette case from his pocket.

"I don't smoke."

After being rejected three times and twice, the man was a little frustrated, and after the polite disguise that he had held on the surface was torn, his back drooped even more: "Then you sit down first, and if you have any questions, just ask." ”

"We're not here to ask questions, we're here to solve problems."

He said we, Liu Jiaying's father glanced at Mo Bei suspiciously, and said with a smile: "The current police are so young......

Ye Jing hurriedly pulled him, said a few words in his ear, his face changed several times, and finally pointed out Liu Jiaying's room.

Mo Bei walked over, knocked lightly on the door twice, and said softly, "I'm not going to the hospital." ”

"It's me." Mo Bei said.

There was silence inside, followed by a scream, followed by the sound of smashing things.

Tang Song hurriedly walked over, "Is it safe?" ”

"It's fine." Mo Bei smiled at him and stuffed the sugar into his mouth.

The sweet and greasy sugar turned around the tip of the tongue a few times, and the teeth were mistaken and shattered into several petals.

The sound inside stopped abruptly, and the sudden silence gave birth to a continuous buzz in people's ears.

After a while, the door opened, and the room was dark and dark, and there was something bad about it.

"Please come in."

"Wait for me in a moment." Mo Bei said to Tang Song.

She walked in, and the door closed behind her.

The room was dark, with only a glimmer of light streaming through the cracks in the dense curtains.

Mo Bei had an eye injury that made it difficult for her eyes to see in the dark, and she could only roughly perceive that it was a cramped/cramped room.

She didn't know where she was standing, and she couldn't hear Liu Jiaying's breathing.

Dead people don't breathe.

"I'm tired of turning on the lights."

The incandescent lamp lit up, the lamp tube emitted a gurgling electric sound, Mo Bei was shaken by the strong light and closed his eyes, and then saw the room that could no longer see the original appearance clearly.

Many children's rooms are like this, with beds, wardrobes, bookshelves, desks, and windows facing the desk. And now except for the large pieces of furniture, they can't be moved, and the bits and pieces are scattered all over the ground, If Mo Bei took another step in just now, he would step on the lamp in front of his feet and fall into.

In the center of the room, a rope sleeve is hung from a sheet and hung from the hook of a former ceiling fan.

Liu Jiaying stood against the wall, her expression was very calm, and even a little relieved, but she became resentful the moment Mo Bei looked at her.

Mo Bei smiled and licked the sweetness on his teeth: "Wang Yunhua? ”

There was a figure of an old woman behind Liu Jiaying, with a rope ring tied around her neck, connected with Liu Jiaying, and trembled slightly when Mo Bei said her name.

Mo Bei toe toe the clutter in front of him aside, and slowly walked over, now in front of Liu Jiaying, she was tall enough to see the little old lady cowering behind her.

Mo Bei unconsciously pushed down the edges and corners of the back molars with the tip of his tongue, and asked lazily: "You dare to commit suicide, what else are you looking for to replace the dead ghost?" ”