It was already dark when Hou Sheng finished his day's work, and it was still raining today, in this kind of dark night, he just wanted to hide in the room alone and quietly Hearthstone Legend until he fell asleep, so he chose to ignore the WeChat message sent by his girlfriend asking him to take over from work.

What's the big deal, isn't it just that I didn't bring an umbrella when it rained, why is a woman so troublesome, it doesn't matter, even if I don't pick it up, she should be able to find a way to go home. Thinking like this, Hou Sheng took the subway back to his rented house comfortably, in case she called to question, she said that she had already arrived home and it was inconvenient.

Entering the door, throwing down the umbrella and ripping off his pants and jacket, Hou Sheng threw himself into the sofa, holding the tablet and playing Hearthstone while watching the live broadcast of the game commentary, feeling so happy that he didn't want to.

It wasn't until midnight before he went to bed that he found a missed call on his phone, which was from his girlfriend an hour ago. Hou Sheng looked up at the clock, it was almost one o'clock in the middle of the night, she must have slept at this time, if she dialed it back, she didn't know how she would be scolded! Forget it, let's talk about it tomorrow!

Hou Sheng brushed his teeth, picked his feet, and lay down on the bed contentedly. He thought of his girlfriend's usual habits of making a fuss, what must be locked before going to bed, what goes out and pays attention to whether anyone is following, and even once she came home and found that her mouse position seemed to have been moved, she was so frightened that she hurriedly called Hou Sheng there to accompany him for a few nights, although Hou Sheng enjoyed "those nights", but he still felt that the mouse must have been accidentally touched by his girlfriend and then didn't know.

How can there be so many bad people in the world...... This was the last thought in Hou Sheng's mind before falling asleep.

The next morning, the sky was so clear that it was like a lifetime away from yesterday, Hou Sheng called his girlfriend in the morning and noon, but no one answered, he expected that this must be angry, and it was estimated that he would have to call for a day to express his attitude of begging for mercy. Coincidentally, Hou Sheng didn't have to work overtime today, he ran to his girlfriend's house after work, and bought a bouquet of roses on the side of the road he passed...... Before Xiao Jiujiu in his heart could finish thinking about it, Hou Sheng saw two police cars parked downstairs where his girlfriend lived, and the red and blue roof lights were flashing and piercing his eyes.

"Hello, what's wrong? Thief? Hou Sheng was a little puzzled and worried, if there was a thief, his girlfriend would be even more suspicious in the future.

The policeman who was questioned was also very kind, "Are you a resident?" ”

"My girlfriend is, room 301, I called today and she ignored me, so I came to pick her up for dinner." Hou Sheng didn't know what his psychology was, so he said so much to a strange policeman in one breath, and gestured to the rose in his hand as he spoke.

The policeman looked at him intently for a while, then took out a small notebook from his pocket, "301's boyfriend, right, what's your name?" ”

"Hou Sheng, the victory of victory. What the hell is going on? ”

"What's your girlfriend's name?"

“…… Zeng Ying. A strange feeling slowly rose in Hou Sheng's heart, he suddenly wanted to see Zeng Ying, and suddenly worried, what if her house was stolen?

The policeman at the door was writing something in a small notebook, and another one came down from upstairs, "Hasn't the forensic doctor come yet?" ”

"It should be soon." The policeman at the door replied.

At that moment, Hou Sheng did the most daring thing so far, he relied on his instincts that he had never had, and he was about to rush up while people were not paying attention, and of course he was immediately intercepted by the police who reflected it.

"What are you stopping me for, I'm just going to 301 to see my girlfriend!"

Hou Sheng's words made several policemen around him stunned for a moment, but no one spoke. This strange silence makes people even more anxious.

During the stalemate, a police car stopped not far away, and two tall policemen walked quickly to the side of several people. Although he saw a few people surrounding Hou Shengyi with curious expressions, he didn't ask anything more, and directly took out his documents.

"Xue Yang, from the Municipal Criminal Police Team, are you sure that the deceased's name is Zeng Ying?"

Xue Yang only asked a question, and saw several policemen squeezing their eyebrows, and hurriedly stopped talking, but it was obviously too late. Seeing a flicker of the figure, Hou Sheng threw away the bouquet and rushed over to grab his collar, "...... You...... Say it again...... Who? Who died? ”

Hou Sheng was almost as tall as himself, Xue Yang looked at the eyes that were only a dozen centimeters away from him, and looked at the mist slowly rising in those eyes, and was silent.

"Mr. Hou, I'm sorry, we have confirmed that the deceased is Zeng Ying from Room 301." The policeman behind him put away his small notebook and became the only one in the group to explain.

Hou Sheng didn't move, and he didn't let go of the action of pulling his collar, and for a while, the scene was like pressing the pause button, and no one moved.

301…… Ever...... Glume...... Hou Sheng muttered and repeated, what are you kidding, is this a prank? I just haven't seen her for two days, and we were together two days ago......

The policeman with the notebook was the first to react, and beckoned his colleagues to invite Hou Sheng back to the police station to continue to understand the situation, but as soon as the person pulled him away, Xue Yang stopped him.

"Did Zeng Ying talk to you about a person named Qian Zixuan?"

The world in Hou Sheng's eyes became very slow at the moment, and everything in the world seemed to be shaking in a semi-frozen attitude, including Xue Yang's question, it took him many times longer than usual to understand the literal meaning of these words.

"Money, what's the matter, that woman, I remember, that, someone stared at her and followed her, yes, the woman, she is Xiaoying's good friend, Xiaoying said that she was very pitiful, she was followed by a psychopath for many years, entangled, why do you ask this?"

Xue Yang didn't answer, and Bai Ling had already walked quickly to the door of the building.

"What do you know? Answer me! How did Xiaoying die? Something to do with Qian Zixuan? From confusion to anger, Hou Sheng saw that everything was blood-red, and he pounced on Xue Yang again, but was finally pressed to the ground by several policemen, and finally only let out a low roar that he didn't know whether it was pain or mourning.

Xue Yang walked into the room, Wang Aiguo sent a WeChat message saying that according to the records, the house where Zeng Ying lives now actually belongs to her aunt and uncle's family who went abroad, a simple and warm two-bedroom apartment, the door is the living room and dining room, the left hand is the kitchen with a glass door, and the right hand is a bedroom and a study. Although the physical evidence was being photographed, the forensic doctor had not yet arrived, and everyone present was very careful not to touch anything that might be evidence, but only carefully observed, accompanied by occasional whispers.

Xue Yang first passed by the living room to the bedroom, and a door to the large wardrobe was ajar, which was easily reminiscent of the person hiding in the wardrobe in Qian Zixuan's room...... There was a small blood stain in the area next to the bed, and at this time, the flash of the physical evidence photograph flashed, and it was only then that people noticed the little blood stains on the dim floor, some of them were little by little, and some were dragged by something to form a small drag trace, from the bedroom door, all the way to the living room sofa, and then turned around, forming a large blurred blood stain in the spare area between the dining table and the kitchen.

"She was in the bedroom and saw the guy hiding in the closet...... resisted, was injured, fled to the living room......" Xue Yang's analysis came to an abrupt end halfway, he saw Bai Ling standing motionless outside the kitchen door, and then with his low gaze, he saw Zeng Ying, who was sitting on the ground with his head hanging and his back against the cabinet, with a knife in his chest.

Xue Yang was also stunned for a while, the situation of talking to Zeng Ying in the alley yesterday was still so clear, but the people he saw today were never in the same world, even if he was used to seeing life and death, he couldn't look at all this calmly.

"What are you doing in the doorway? Do you want to pay homage to the remains? Xun Keran's voice behind him was so cold that Xue Yang immediately turned sideways to make way, only to find that Bai Ling was unusually silent, he clenched his fists, turned his head and glared at Coco, as if he was angry at her usual sneering jokes, but Xun Keran didn't intend to pay attention to him at all, just pushed open the kitchen door, and focused on inspecting the body and the scene. Bai Ling took a deep breath, pushed away the people around her, and left the scene of Zeng Ying's house directly. Walking into the open hallway, he let out a vicious long breath, as if he had been holding his breath just now.

Xue Yang followed and walked over and didn't say anything.

"Is there any smoke?" Bai Ling asked.

Xue Yang glanced at him, he knew that because Su Xiaozhe hated the smell of smoke, Bai Ling had been trying to quit smoking for several months. Silently, he took two cigarettes out of his pocket and lit one for each of them.

Whew-white smoke accompanied by Bai Ling's second long sigh, "That bastard......"

Xue Yang knew who he was talking about, and the moment he saw Zeng Ying's body, he also thought that Zeng Ying would not be killed for no reason, and the reason why she was targeted was probably because the stalker saw her and communicated with the police.

In other words, Zeng Ying's death was because they found her yesterday.

"Xue Yang, that bastard...... I should have followed us yesterday to see Zeng Ying......"

"Hmm." Xue Yang watched gloomily as the cigarette in his hand burned to ashes and dispersed into the wind.

"I'd rather she spray me with chili water a hundred more times......" Bai Ling rubbed her face with her cigarette hand, not feeling hot, "It's our ...... that harmed"

"Don't talk about it."

"If we hadn't asked her so much yesterday, then Wang Balamb wouldn't have found Zeng Ying, don't tell me there are other possibilities......"

"You ...... What are you talking about? The voice behind them made the two of them turn their heads, surprised to see Hou Sheng staring at them with wide eyes.

Hou Sheng, who was about to be taken back to the police station, was allowed to go upstairs to take a look after more than ten minutes of argument by the police downstairs, but before he entered the door, he heard what Bai Ling and Xue Yang said at the entrance of the building.

"What do you mean because you're asking!? What did you guys do! Hou Sheng tried to restrain himself, "Yes...... Because Xiaoying ...... yesterday What did I say to you that I was silenced? ”

Xue Yang snuffed out the cigarette butt, "Mr. Hou, these are all speculations, and we promise to catch the murderer and find out the truth." ”

"That's your duty! You're the police! You should protect others! Protect Xiaoying! You guys...... You should ...... With her...... Her safety should be guaranteed! Should...... Pick her up from work ......"

Hou Sheng said, suddenly knelt down, covered his face with his hands and shook sadly, "I should ...... Pick her up from work...... I... Why didn't I reply to her messages, why didn't I, why did I ......"

After experiencing various emotions of shock, anger, regret and self-blame, Hou Sheng finally collapsed in the corridor in front of Zeng Ying's house, and no longer had the courage to take half a step forward.

Everyone who has too much and doesn't know it is only after losing it that they understand what is really important.

The bouquet of roses that fell to the ground downstairs was quietly blown into scattered petals by the wind......