Looking for a needle in a haystack, it was really found, Jiang Qiao even jumped up and clenched his hand: 'Comrade has worked hard, you have finally found the organization!' ’

"Ahem, ahem... Mao Daxin almost couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart, and asked excitedly: "What about your parents?" He still thinks about his stepfather, who is not as good as a beast.

"They're all dead." Meng said lightly.

"They're all dead?。。。 Sick and dead? Mao Daxin was a little relieved, sure enough, God has eyes, but he is a little regretful.

"Did you come to me to find out the cause of my parents' deaths?" Meng Ran didn't answer the rhetorical question, there was a thick guard and alienation in his eyes, but his expression was still so calm.

"Uh, we are for your sister Honglian's business, Honglian disappeared after starring in "The Legend of the Fierce Girl", and finally the police judged that it was missing, we want to ask if you have seen your sister again later?" Mao Daxin pondered how to tell what had happened recently.

"What did you do so much earlier?" Meng Ran sensitively sensed the abnormality and stared at the two of them burningly.

"Well, no, we're just going to clear the old files as usual... Mao Daxin replied in a panic, Meng Ran's powerful aura made Mao Daxin have a kind of stage fright in the face of the police chief's questioning.

"I haven't seen it, if it's nothing, I still have something to do, so I won't send it... Meng Ran saw the dodge in Mao Daxin's eyes, and was about to get up.

"We've had a few murders recently, and we suspect it's your sister's ghost, so we'd like to learn more from you." Jiang Qiao stood up and blurted out.

Mao Daxin looked at Jiang Qiao in shock and pulled her: "Why did you say it all." ”

". Are you kidding me, I'm sorry I'm sending off. Meng Ran looked at Jiang Qiao with the eyes of a madman, as if what she had just said was a fantasy.

"I know you can't believe it, but the ghost of Red Lotus has told me about her past. You should remember that the corner of your sister's room is full of the word red lotus, and she said that the red lotus is also called Youtanhua, and when it is in full bloom, she thinks that the karmic fire from hell will burn all the filth. Her biological father told her about this. ”

Jiang Qiao knew that if Meng Ran left this office, it was estimated that it would be difficult to have such an opportunity in the future, so he decided to provoke him.

"Neuropathy." Meng Ran didn't even look at her, slammed the door and went out.

Jiang Qiao sat back in his seat dejectedly, crying with a sad face: "It's over, Daxin, am I too impulsive." ”

"Forget it, let's go back and figure out a way, the case has basically been figured out." Mao Daxin patted her shoulder comfortingly.

Jiang Qiao recalled everything in her dream last night, and tears overflowed her eyes a little uncontrollably: "I just think that even if these two murder cases are closed, what can I do, Honglian's resentment is still there, as long as she can't untie her heart knot, there will be a third, a fourth... When women like Luo Qi and Qian Duoduo appear, there will be more broken families. I... I really want to help her, it's not that she doesn't want to leave, she just is trapped in the home that is dead to her... ”

"What do you mean when you say my sister is trapped in her dead home?" The door opened suddenly, and Meng Ran walked in from the outside, his expression was pale, and his eyes locked on Jiang Qiao.

"Maybe you were too young at the time and you didn't understand your sister... Although Jiang Qiao was startled, he reacted immediately, and wiped the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand as he spoke.

"I know, I'm small, but I'm not stupid, I can see my sister's torture... My sister has taken care of me since I was a child, and every time... Every time that man wants to do something to his sister... He would kick me out, and when I could go back to my room, I would always see my sister crying, and I thought the man was beating my sister, but when I grew up, I realized what that meant, and I finally understood why my mother was sending my sister away. Meng Ran turned his head, his voice trembling slightly.

Those pasts, like a big stone pressing down on his heart, have never given him a moment of breath after so many years.

"You take me to Sister Red Lotus." Meng Ran's eyes burned.

Perhaps, it's time to let Honglian and let herself get out of this home that has died before.

"You're Red Lotus's younger brother?" Head Qi looked at Meng Ran in front of him in disbelief, but he had to admit that the Meng Ran in front of him almost overlapped with the familiar eyebrows and eyes in his memory, the girl who made him haunted by his dreams and smiled smartly.

"I heard them say, thank you for taking care of my sister." Meng Ran bowed slightly.

"No... I'm doing too little if... Oh, if I could have done more, maybe it wouldn't be like this today. Head Qi shook his head guiltily, thinking of his cowardice in the past, he felt that he had no shame to face that face that was extremely similar to Red Lotus.

"Red Lotus's resentment is that your mother abandoned her and kicked her out of the house because she chose that man... Let her suffer outside ... Torture. Jiang Qiao explained to Meng Ran on the side, "We have arranged a performance tonight, maybe you can see the last performance left by Red Lotus." ”

"Do you say that Meng Ran can see Red Lotus's "The Legend of the Martyr's"?" Jiang Qiao leaned against the corridor of the performance hall. "I always feel that there is something I can't figure out, what is the meaning of this "Legend of the Martyr"? Are we missing something? ”

"Maybe it's a work created by Red Lotus, which has injected too much effort into her, so it has spirituality. Anyway, why did Jiang Li go in and watch the play with Meng Ran? I see he fell asleep last time. Mao Daxin looked inside through the crack in the door, but unfortunately, it was too dark in the theater to see anything clearly.

"Jiang Li's eyes have recovered, he has to protect Meng Ran inside, what if Honglian vents her resentment against that beast father on Meng Ran." Jiang Qiao looked at a point in the void and said boredly.

"Then why don't you go?" Mao Daxin looked at his watch and estimated that the time for the performance was almost up.

"I'm afraid to see "The Legend of the Martyr" again, I think if I watch it again, I may really collapse, I'm not afraid to see hell, but I'm not afraid to see those unbearable past." Jiang Qiao drooped her shoulders in frustration, she always seemed to be unhappy recently, and the previous motivation was gone.

"Why do you say that you should be born as a human being, how good it is to be a grass, a tree, and a gust of wind, without seeing such an ugly human nature, and without having so many troubles." Jiang Qiao muttered to himself.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you so sad, what happened? Mao Daxin looked at her strangely and stretched out his hand to probe her forehead: "Aren't you sick, you're not angry at all, like an old woman." ”

"Don't you touch me, huh, Redlight?" Jiang Qiao slapped Mao Daxin's hand away, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the faintly beating red light in the crack of the door.

"The play begins...

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