The corners of Ling Tian's mouth twitched, and he nodded, he was not an idiot, although he didn't understand why, but the eldest aunt seemed to have the feeling of treating him as a son-in-law. Of course, it is also possible that this is his delusion.

Glancing at the shoes by the pool, Ling Tian did not refuse, but walked into He Jiahua's house for the second time.

The sofa in the living room has been replaced, the position of many things has changed, the whole living room looks a little messy, and He Qiqi's suppressed cry is coming from her bedroom.

stepped forward and knocked on the door: "Kiki, it's me." ”

The crying sounded for a while, and then turned into sobbing, and after waiting for a few minutes for the bedroom door to be opened, He Qiqi had stopped her tears, but her eyes were still red.

Ling Tian smiled and handed over a tissue: "Don't blame your parents, the time is indeed not right." ”

He Qiqi took the tissue a little shyly: "I know it too, but I really, really came back when my aunt wasn't there." ”

"So amazing?" Ling Tian was thoughtful, and the smile on his face became even kinder: "You have been waiting at your aunt's house?" ”

"I didn't have to wait long."

He Qiqi's face was full of doubts, and under Ling Tian's pretended casual guidance, she began to slowly talk about her experience that day.

He Jiamei and He Qiqi made an appointment three days ago to go to her house to pick up things at 10 o'clock in the evening.

Because He Jiamei's career is doing well and she is often very busy, He Qiqi didn't care, and she didn't even ask what it was.

He Qiqi's favorite TV series happened to be playing on TV that day, she was so happy that she almost forgot the time, until 10 o'clock in the evening, watching the TV, she suddenly thought of making an appointment with He Jiamei, so she said hello to her parents and hurriedly went out.

At about 10 o'clock, He Qiqi, who was worried about being late, also took a taxi and quickly arrived at He Jiamei's house.

knocked on the door several times but got no response, no one answered He Jiamei's phone, and He Qiqi was also very depressed.

It's just that He Jiamei has never spoken the same thing, and he won't be untrustworthy, thinking that He Jiamei might be busy, He Qiqi simply waited at the door of her house.

After playing with the mobile phone for a while, He Jiamei not only did not go home, but the phone still couldn't get through, He Qiqi waited impatiently and left.

She didn't stop along the way, she went home directly, at that time He Jiahua and his wife had already rested, He Qiqi didn't bother, but went to bed directly after washing up.

The next day, her mother accused her of coming home at 4 or 5 o'clock in the morning, and at first He Qiqi was still retorting that she had not stayed at the door of He Jiamei's house for long, how could she arrive home in the early morning.

And her mother always exaggerated things like this, even though it was only 11 o'clock, she said that it was already 12 o'clock, and often used this to urge her to rest early. I thought it would be the same this time, but I didn't expect my father to say the same.

Compared with his mother, who liked to exaggerate, Mu Ne's father's words were obviously more worthy of belief.

It's just that she couldn't figure out how she could delay for so long.

And what she couldn't understand the most was that when she woke up in the morning, she saw that her shoes were covered with stains and mud, which seemed to support her parents' words.

After listening, Ling Tian looked at He Qiqi blankly, and a bold guess appeared in his mind.

But He Qiqi was blushing when she was seen, and she shyly avoided her gaze.

"Brother Ling Tian, you, what are you looking at me for?"

He Qiqi's shy words brought Ling Tian back to his senses, he barely squeezed out a smile to comfort He Qiqi, and left in a hurry.

Only He Qiqi looked at him in surprise behind him.

Walking around the corner of the alley, Ling Tian asked Ma Xiao to come out to meet, because the guess in his heart made him entangled, even if he needed Ma Xiao's help to verify, he didn't want Ma Xiao to help as a police officer.

Although Ma Xiao was very busy, he still rushed to the agreed teahouse as soon as possible.

As soon as he arrived at the place, Ma Xiao complained: "Big brother, do you know how busy we are? ”

"Yes."

Ling Tian responded lightly, his expression very hesitant.

Seeing him like this, Ma Xiao didn't care about jokes, and sat down opposite Ling Tian solemnly.

"Ling Tian, what's the matter? Is it about this case? ”

Ling Tian nodded silently, sipping tea alone without speaking.

Ma Xiao didn't urge, and waited until Ling Tian drank the tea in front of him before he got up to refill the water.

Looking at the steaming water glass, Ling Tian let out a sigh: "Alas, there is one thing, I hope you will help me with the things of your friends. ”

Ma Xiao didn't ask what was the matter, and nodded heavily.

At this time, Ling Tiancai said his guess.

"He Jiamei has a niece named He Qiqi, and I suspect that He Jiamei controlled He Qiqi in some way and helped her mutilate those children."

Ma Xiao was stunned for a moment, then picked up the phone, Ling Tiangang reached out to stop it, Ma Xiao had already spoken first: "Don't worry, I'm helping you as a friend now, but, but you also understand that even if it's for some special reason, killing someone is killing someone." ”

Ling Tian's hand softened, and Ma Xiao's words were exactly what he had been struggling with.

Isn't it murder to be used to kill someone?

Ma Xiao made a phone call, and Ling Tian's eyes looked through the glass at the crowd coming and going on the street.

Vaguely, he seemed to see He Qiqi with a shy smile, standing on the opposite side of the road and waving to him.

Ma Xiao's call didn't last long, and half an hour later, the uneasy Ling Tian and Ma Xiao returned to the police station together.

The information about He Qiqi was called up one by one, and He Qiqi was found in the surveillance around the many crimes. Under the pretext of demographics, some police officers went to He Qiqi's house to secretly check He Qiqi's shoes.

The blood stained on the white fur on the shoes was the blood of one of the victims.

He Qiqi, as the murderer, has conclusive evidence.

Faced with one piece of evidence, Ling Tian's face turned pale.

Ma Xiao did what he said, and did not report it as soon as possible, but put the evidence in front of Ling Tian one by one.

"Ling Tian, the only way now is to find evidence that He Jiamei controls He Qiqi, to prove that everything He Qiqi did happened without her knowledge or control of herself, only in this way can the punishment be reduced."

"Lightened?"

Ling Tian shook his head, through the analysis of the strange situation of the dead qi and He Qiqi's performance, he was 100% sure that He Qiqi was controlled.

Although the method he has not yet thought of.

But neither he nor Ma Xiao had much confidence in finding evidence of He Qiqi's accusation. There are many ways of manipulation that the law will not recognize.

Is it up to this innocent girl to take all the blame?

Ling Tian couldn't do that.

"Horse team, I want to go to He Jiamei's house to have a look, please transfer He Jiamei away."

He Qiqi once said that she went to He Jiamei's house and did not see He Jiamei who was in the police station at the time, but even so, He Qiqi was still recruited and killed a child.

Ling Tian suspected that in He Jiamei's home, there was probably a special existence or a special way to control He Qiqi. Maybe it's the one with the hair of a dead man who has been dead for more than ten years.