Lao Wei didn't believe this Ms. Wu very much, especially when they finally saw the young lady in Ms. Wu's mouth, a thin girl in her early tens, they thought that Ms. Wu was lying, and when the little girl saw them, she ran over in panic and cried and begged them to save her.

When a skinny little girl, with a frightened face, asks you to save her. Who can turn a blind eye, Lao Wei immediately took the little girl away, and of course, Ms. Wu also took it away.

But after some inspection and investigation, it was found that the little girl had no injuries on her body at all, and the report said that the little girl was indeed a little insane, and there were no tools to commit crimes in the apartment.

Lao Wei could only apologize to Ms. Wu and return the little girl to her, when the little girl who was emotionally stable next to him was pushed towards Ms. Wu by him. Immediately she screamed and pulled him hard to save her.

He almost relented, but when he thought that she was lying, he still hardened his heart and took her hand and told her to go back and listen to Ms. Wu.

After that, he received two more calls from the little girl to the police.

The second time he went, the same result.

The third time he went, the little girl finally saw the wound, but after the examination, the doctor said that the injury should have been made by the little girl herself.

Just when he handed her back to Ms. Wu again and felt very shameless, this time, the little girl didn't scream anymore and refused to go back, and she seemed to accept it calmly.

It's just that when she was leaving, she said, "Uncle policeman, can you send it to my door, in the future, I won't come again." ”

Lao Wei was stunned for a moment, feeling that this little girl was really strange, but he still sent her and Ms. Wu to the door, and he habitually said to the little girl: "Don't make any more trouble, Ms. Wu is very good to you, you have done so many things, she has never been angry with you, cherish the people who are good to you, huh?" ”

She looked at him, and that look, her eyes were dead gray, not at all as fresh as they should be at this age.

"Uncle. This is the third time, you have pushed me, to the devil. ”

After speaking, she turned around and took the initiative to go with Ms. Wu.

In fact, Lao Wei has thought about whether it is possible that Ms. Wu did not hurt the little girl, but from the spirit. But what can be done without any evidence, based on his suspicions?

This Ms. Wu still stands behind the Hua family.

"And then?"

"Later, I never saw that little girl again, and she really didn't call the police again." Lao Wei took a sip of wine, and his expression couldn't tell whether it was regret, regret or a trace of guilt, "Maybe her expression when she left at the end was too ...... I can't describe it. It's just that I feel sad, it's that glance that makes me think that maybe she's not lying, but ......"

He shrugged.

Zhao Yan patted Lao Wei's shoulder: "It's been so many years, don't think about it." ”

Lao Wei smiled bitterly: "Yes, it's been so long, it's strange to say, I still remember the address where she lives, it's that XX community, you know, I don't know how many rich people used this community to hide their gold houses back then." ”

Zhao Yan raised his wine glass and paused: "What did you say, XX Community?" How many buildings are numbered? ”

"Building 122, C, what?"

"Bang" put the wine glass down, Zhao Yan immediately got up: "Old Wei, I can't accompany you today." I have something to do, so I'll go first, and I'll make an appointment another day. ”

Then he grabbed the coat that was put aside and rushed out, and even Lao Wei's wife couldn't shout when he came out to shout.

"What's wrong. Xiao Zhao: What is this? ”

"It's okay, it's okay." Lao Wei didn't care, so that his wife didn't have to worry about it, he picked up the wine glass by himself, and suddenly thought of something. smiled, "Young man, firepower, I hope it won't be like I was back then...... There's nothing you can do. ”

……

Zhao Yan kept calling Hua Chihuan, but no matter how he called, the phone was turned off.

He knew that he would drink with Lao Wei today, so he didn't drive, but it was difficult to stop the car here. It was so late again, and he simply ran forward, keeping an eye out for no taxis.

In the hotel room, she said, "Uncle policeman, can you protect me and be a good person?" ”

He kind of understood where the tiredness in her smile came from.

Half an hour later, he got into the taxi out of breath, but Lao Wei's house was far away from that community, and when he arrived, it was another half an hour.

When he arrived in Room 122 of Building C, he calmed down a little and then rang the doorbell while listening carefully to the movement inside.

There was no sound in the door, and he pressed it twice, thinking that no one would open it again. He just broke down the door, and then he heard a loud "bang" from inside. It was as if something heavy had fallen to the ground.

Zhao Yan couldn't wait a few times, slammed the door open, and rushed in quickly, just stepping in. He first smelled the strong smell of blood, and he had been a policeman for so long, and he was not insensitive to this smell.

He found the switch and turned on the light, and the living room was unobstructed in front of him, clean and tidy, and there was nothing wrong with it, but his instinct after years of swords and fires told him that something must have happened here.

He cautiously walked inside. After reaching out to his waist, he remembered that he did not have a gun today.

Coming to the door of the room with the strongest smell of blood, Zhao Yan tried to turn the doorknob, but found that there was no lock, and there was no sound coming from inside. The quieter it is, the more unpredictable it is.

He quickly opened the door, looked around the room for the first time, and saw the figure lying on the bed, he quickly turned on the light in the room, and walked quickly to the bed.

A woman's limbs were tied into a "big" character, her face facing the sky was covered with layers of water-soaked paper, her limbs were cut by sharp weapons, each of which was deep to the bone, and the blood that flowed out merged with streams into a vast ocean, staining the sheets under her body red.

Zhao Yan calmly took off the wet paper on the woman's face, and there was a white and stiff face underneath, with her eyes open and her mouth open, and she could still see the great pain she endured before she died.

has lost his breath and died, but I don't know if it was suffocated to death, or if it was caused by these injuries on his body.

Zhao Yan didn't know whether to be glad that it was not Hua Chihuan who died here, no matter how he said it, it was all a human life, he called the serious crime team and asked them to come to the scene, and he checked the room and found that a piece of clothes was exposed in the wardrobe, and he walked over and opened the wardrobe.

There were only clothes hanging in it, and nothing else was found, and just as he was about to close the wardrobe again, it suddenly occurred to him that a person who kept the house in order could make the clothes in the closet so scattered?