It must have been done by the people of his gang, the purpose was to kill the mouth, but they did not leave any traces, and the police were also in a hurry.

It stands to reason that the Heart of Haiyun was stolen, and there should be no Heart of Haiyun that is said to be particularly valuable at the jewelry exhibition.

Unexpectedly, on the day of the exhibition, the heart of Haiyun appeared intact at the exhibition.

It turned out to be the boss of the monkey spirit, and let the manager hold the jewelry box just on the surface, the purpose is to prevent some people with a heart, but I didn't expect it to really prevent it, and also put the manager's life into it.

No matter how shrewd a businessman is, he has not escaped those who have a heart.

I have to say that this gang is not simple, on the day of the exhibition, the heart of Haiyun, which was placed at the exhibition and has several layers of anti-theft high-tech, is still missing.

The key is that I don't know when I didn't see it, that day, the people who passed by the heart of Haiyun showcase came and went, and I didn't know which one was the suspect?

The people in the small town are simple, and there has not been such a vicious case for many years.

Of course, the top paid attention to it, which is why Officer Bai did not return home for many days.

Qiao Zimo's father Qiao Dayu also participated in the investigation of this case.

Uncle Qiao Dayu is an experienced criminal policeman.

After many days of investigation, he really found some clues.

That night, Uncle Qiao and his colleague Ding Hui in the bureau tracked down the location of the suspect.

An abandoned factory at the end of the river.

What happened there is unknown, but when the police from behind arrived.

Ding Hui was shot and fell in a pool of blood, and Qiao Dayu was nowhere to be found.

After comparison, the bullet in Ding Hui was Qiao Dayu's uncle's gun.

What happened exactly, Ding Hui was seriously injured and unconscious, and everything is unknown.

The night Bai Jianjun returned home, it was already a week since Uncle Qiao Dayu disappeared.

Uncle Qiao Dayu disappeared from the city, and he couldn't be found.

Bai Jianjun was in a very low mood, because at this time, Uncle Qiao Dayu's whereabouts were unknown, and he was afraid that he was already unlucky.

There were all sorts of voices in the police station that were unfavorable to Uncle Joe.

Some people suspected that Uncle Qiao was part of this criminal gang, and at that time, in order to escape the suspect, he had to shoot his colleagues in the police station.

As soon as the gun was fired, there was no turning back, so there was the result that Uncle Qiao disappeared.

Of course, there are still some colleagues standing behind Uncle Qiao, and they generally think that Uncle Qiao Dayu was framed, and now he is nowhere to be seen, and there is no corpse to be seen, but he is afraid that he is already more auspicious.

By the end of the summer vacation, Uncle Qiao Dayu had disappeared for a whole month.

And the injured colleague Ding Hui did not escape the fate of going to another world after all, he has not woken up since he entered the hospital.

So what happened in that abandoned factory at that time has become a mystery for the ages. Ding Hui, a people's policeman who died honorably, was taken to another world.

The Qiao family was in the center of the storm at this time, and Aunt An and Qiao Zimo not only had to bear the psychological pressure of Uncle Qiao's fierce and auspicious people, but also had to endure various condemnations from public opinion.

Especially Ding Hui's family, Officer Ding left like this, leaving behind his wife and a three-year-old son, and its tragedy can be imagined.

During that time, Aunt An and Qiao Zimo didn't dare to live at home.

Because people often throw bricks at the windows inexplicably, and people knock on the door in the middle of the night.

Ding Hui's wife is quite reasonable, she said that before the truth is understood, no one knows who is right and who is wrong.

But Ding Hui's parents didn't do it, and they can understand the pain of the white-haired person sending the black-haired person.

The old couple set up a simple single bed at the door of Qiao's house, and the Qiao family didn't leave without giving an explanation.

Aunt An and Qiao Zimo couldn't bear to be bothered, at first Teacher Xie was very enthusiastic and asked Qiao Zimo to come to our house to squeeze in.

Aunt An was also embarrassed, knowing that in our small two-bedroom house, the family of three was in a panic, let alone adding a young man.

But Mr. Xie was very arrogant, saying that Qiao Zimo had not lived in our house, he had lived in it for so many years, and now he was afraid of one more person.

Qiao Zimo slept in our living room again, the living room separated by a screen.

Qiao Zimo didn't talk to me for a long time, and I think he can apply for the Guinness Book of Records.

We lived under one roof for a whole month, and he didn't say a word to me, and even though I teased him countless times, he just wouldn't respond.

Teacher Xie thinks that this is a manifestation of Qiao Zimo's adolescence, and on the other hand, because of the suddenness of his father's affairs, it is normal for such a teenager to be a little unbearable.

Although the political teacher asks us to look at the world with a dialectical eye, the power of public opinion is like a tsunami, an earthquake, in front of which you are exposed, there is nowhere to hide, although the stubborn resistance, the burning of the boat and the destruction of the cauldron, but after all, it is single-handed, isolated, which makes people shudder and tremble.

One of the negative effects of public opinion is that it can easily destroy a person.

It has only been a month since the start of the new semester, and Qiao Zimo, a boy who is as silent as snow, has always been at the center of public opinion.

The classmates began to talk about Qiao Zimo's father being a murderer, either intentionally or unintentionally.

I saw that he was getting lower and lower, and Qiao Zimo, who was calm and unhurried, didn't listen to anything outside the window, and only read the books of sages and sages, became more and more decadent.

But I couldn't do anything but watch him sneak under the rhododendron tree on campus, and I was saddened.

Of course, I had the audacity to run up to him and say it out loud to him.

I said, "Big head Joe, go your own way and let others say go." I'm sure you should understand the meaning of this sentence with your wise intelligence! To hell with those tongue-chewing bastards! ”

Qiao Zimo still didn't say a word, the difference was that at this time, he glanced at me silently and gratefully.

I was anxious: "Qiao Zimo, what the hell do you have to talk to me?" ”

He still didn't speak, and the lonely back was rather bleak in the corner of the campus.

A month later, there was still no news from Uncle Qiao Dayu.

Qiao Zimo's appearance made me more and more worried, and one day, I saw him lose his soul, and I secretly followed him behind.

He ran directly to the rooftop of the teaching building, and at that time, the autumn wind was already a bit biting in our small town.

I remember that the wind was a bit strong that day, and it was a bit overwhelming to blow on the rooftop.

Qiao Zimo first stood on the edge of the rooftop and looked at the remnant sun on the horizon, which made people feel like they were at the end of the world.

I don't know how long I stood there, but I was about to be blown into a sculpture by the wind when I hid in the corner.