Chapter 4: Gunfire in the City (3) (Revised)

Bo Fan was silent for a long time, he didn't know whether Li Qin's approach was right or not, but from the position of the police, he should arrest Li Qin as soon as he knew the truth.

"I know you, you are Bo Fan, the most promising police officer in Huanan Province, if I hand over the evidence to you, do you dare to seek justice for those innocent victims?" Li Qin looked at the young face in front of him with blazing eyes, he was betting that this might be the only chance.

Li Qin looked at him silently, as if he could guess the answer he would give, "My time is running out, you can arrest me now, and I will never retract my confession." ”

Bo Fan was also looking back at him, although Li Qin's face was sallow and bloodless at this moment, he looked much more energetic, and there was a sense of returning to the light.

His eyes were firm and gave Li Qin great hope and courage, "If the evidence is sufficient, no matter what the identity of the other party is, I will let them be punished as they deserve." ”

"I thank you for Yang Cheng and those innocent victims." Li Qin suddenly burst into tears, lifted the quilt and was about to get off the bed, but Bo Fan hurriedly stopped him, "I want to hand over the evidence to you, I believe you will definitely bring a ray of light to those girls' gloomy lives." ”

Li Qin staggered to the door, obviously only forty or fifty years old, but looking at his back, he looked like a dying old man who could be blown away by a gust of wind.

Soon, Li Qin walked towards Bo Fan with a stack of tight secret materials wrapped in oiled paper.

He was smiling, limping, and struggling all the way, but like the afterglow of the sunset, about to return to the night sky and become a rising star.

walked up to Bo Fan, solemnly handed the stack of hopeful documents into Bo Fan's hands, then picked up the handcuffs and put them on himself, ignoring Bo Fan's still surprised gaze, opened the door step by step, walked out of the door, and stepped on the death waiting car.

Li Qin's wife cried heartbreakingly, grabbed the car door and didn't let Bo Fan take Li Qin away, and kept shouting that she was wronged.

In the end, Li Qin got out of the car and persuaded his wife to go home, looking at his wife who had lived with him for decades, a tear slipped from the corner of his eye.

"Do you regret it?"

"No regrets."

For the justice in my heart, ten years passed in a hurry, one died on the road to justice, and the other died in the hands of the disease.

Li Qin died a few days after coming to the city bureau due to the deterioration of his condition, during which he confessed to the shooting, had a good attitude of admitting guilt, and had a voluntary surrender plot, coupled with the evidence provided by Bo Fan, the court allowed a light sentence, and summoned the people on the list to collect evidence, and also passed on the victims at the time.

But many years have passed since the incident, and the evidence at that time can no longer be verified, they were just students back then, and their families chose to turn a blind eye in order not to make things bigger, and accepted Zheng Shichang's compensation.

Only the sperm spot DNA that Li Mengyi kept in the hospital at that time found a suitable owner, providing a new piece of evidence for this case.

The provincial department directly issued an order that "regardless of identity, it must be severely punished to prevent the recurrence of such incidents".

But the legal net was restored, and there were eventually omissions, and there were still people who took advantage of the people above to get the opportunity to be released on bail, and now they are still at large with changing their names and surnames.

"If they had the opportunity, they wouldn't have gone down the path of killing."

Yu Changxi expressed his opinion without emotion, even though he was a former police officer.

Bo Fan's mood has not been very good these days, and someone has escaped justice after all.

Bo Fan was confused, for so many years as a police officer, he has always accepted the purpose of serving the people.

But did they really do it?

More than 100 victims have been persecuted in their lives, some of them have gone insane because of the gossip and inner obstacles, and some have committed suicide directly, which is not just a string of numbers, but the gorgeous lives of others!

Those who committed the crime were sentenced to a maximum of 18 years and six months in prison, and those who were victims were already sentenced to life by themselves.

At the moment, inside an abandoned warehouse.

A bright light just hit the woman's pale face, and on the other side there was also a person sitting on the other side, and the other party couldn't see his face at all with the light on his back.

"One million, hit this account, I can meet your requirements." The hoarse voice spat out these words firmly, and the woman's body trembled.

"Can there be less?" The woman also wanted to talk about the price.

"You killed someone, do you think the police will give you a chance to negotiate the price?" The hoarse voice was full of banter.

The woman shook her head, bit her lip, her already pale face became whiter, there was no blood at all, and she stammered, "But I can't make up that much money now......"

"One million, you can pay in installments, not counting your interest." The man's tone was flirtatious, but it didn't seem like a joke.

The woman hesitated for a while, but finally gritted her teeth, in order not to go to jail, what is it to pay a million!

"Okay, a million is a million, but you have to promise that I can change that."

"That's up to you, I'm only responsible for sending you back to the past, and I can't control the outcome."

As soon as the hoarse voice spoke, the woman only felt a sharp pain in her temples, and in a short time, the woman fell into a coma, and the hoarse voice ignored her, opened the door from the other side, and left the place.

The weather in April is still cold, and Huanan is even more so in the coastal zone, and there is still a trace of water in the air.

Yu Changxi, who has always been afraid of the cold, simply didn't even go out of the door, Bo Fan received an order from Liu Ju that he must follow Yu Changxi every step of the way, and couldn't let her leave his line of sight for half a step, and gave him a bracelet containing the latest type of location tracker, so that he could find an opportunity to put it on for Yu Changxi.

Although Bo Fan didn't know why Liu Ju was so interested in this woman who came out of a mental hospital, obedience to orders was the first criterion.

On this day, he brought dinner to Yu Changxi, and found that Yu Changxi had fallen asleep on the table, with a thick unfinished diary pressed under him, just glanced at it casually, those words were basically pressed by Yu Changxi with his body, but just a few lines of small characters exposed were enough to make Bo Fan's scalp tingle.

I saw it written in the first person: I picked up the knife and cut off her flesh piece by piece, looking at her face distorted by fear and pain, I was extremely excited, her heart-rending screams hit my eardrums like a sound from outside the sky, but she was like a work of art, at my mercy......

Although Bo Fan already knew that Yu Changxi was different from others, she could predict the next case, speculate the time and place of death, and even portray a simulated portrait of the murderer, but when she broke into her world intuitively like this, Bo Fan felt a trace of fear almost immediately.

As soon as Yu Changxi woke up, she saw the familiar face above her head that was stunned by fright, she subconsciously put away her notebook, and stopped halfway through her movements.

"You've seen it all." It's not a question, it's a statement.

Bo Fan didn't speak, and Yu Changxi continued: "If you feel scared, I can move out." ”

Yu Changxi sat in a wheelchair and looked up at that face, the expression on his face did not have a trace of warmth, and he did not feel embarrassed at all because Bo Fan discovered her "secret".

"I didn't mean that, let's eat first." I don't know how long it took, but Bo Fanlian was relieved in shock.

"Bring it." Yu Changxi stretched out his hand.

Bo Fan looked at her with a puzzled expression, "What?" ”

Yu Changxi was a little impatient, "Didn't you Liu Ju ask you to hand over something to me?" ”

She knows it all? How did she know?

Two questions in a row made Bo Fan fall into deep thought.

But he honestly handed her the bracelet with the locator hidden in his arms, Yu Changxi didn't look at it, and put it on directly.

This bracelet is specially made for Yu Changxi, because of the special material and complicated processing, it is easy to take off once you wear it.

"Well, it's quite appropriate, thank you Liu Ju for me." Yu Changxi said things against his will politely at all.

Her expression was natural, like that of a child who had just been given a piece of candy, and she played with the bracelet carefully for a while.

At three o'clock in the morning, Bo Fan was woken up from his sleep by Li Mowen's phone.

At about half past three, Bo Fan rushed to the scene, and when he saw the bloody ugly female corpse, he was like a lightning strike.

Li Mowen pushed him for a while before he came back to his senses, and couldn't help but ask worriedly, "Boss, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Nothing, where did you just go?"

Bo Fan was shocked that the death of this female corpse was almost exactly the same as the death recorded in Yu Changxi's diary.

"The medical examiner just came to see it and said that it would take a further autopsy to give the results." Downstairs, Li Mowen took off his disposable shoe covers and gloves.

In the car, Bo Fan was speechless all the way, and it was not until he was almost at the police station that he heard him say: "The deceased was ...... by Ling Chi before his death."

Li Mowen almost threw out a steering wheel, but fortunately, his driving skills were good enough to avoid the end of the car crash.

"You're crazy, the forensic results haven't come out yet, you call it preconceived, you said it yourself."

After waiting for more than an hour, forensic doctor Lao Yang walked into the conference room with heavy steps.

In the conference room, several policemen who had just rushed back from the scene of the crime all slumped into their chairs, one smoking a cigarette, and the whole conference room was filled with smoke for a while, choking Lao Yang Zhizhi coughing.

He couldn't help but complain: "You old smokers, can you think about my bad old man, old man, I am just because you smoke too much second-hand smoke, and my health will deteriorate, and it seems that I am going to retire early." ”

In the face of Lao Yang's nagging, several people have long been accustomed to it.

"The results came out, and the deceased was hurt to death."

Lao Yang threw the results on the conference table, feeling heavy.