The calm days made Lu Xuan particularly uncomfortable, in just one month, he was like a frightened bird every day, especially after a short time, the victim appeared, which made him tremble every day, and the case that had never progressed made him even more annoyed.

"Captain, the little girl's family has been found." Li Fei came over and said.

"Found it? That's great! Lu Xuan said happily.

Came to a remote community, walked upstairs, Lu Xuan knocked on the door, and after a while, a man about the same age as him opened the door, Lu Xuan recognized him, he was the man who burned incense that Lu Xuan saw in the suburbs that afternoon in the place where Ding Jiahui was killed.

When Wen Jun saw the policeman at the door, he was stunned at first, and then reacted and asked, "Who are you looking for?" ”

"Are you Mr. Wenjun?" Lu Xuan asked rhetorically.

Wen Jun looked at the two policemen in front of him, his eyes revealed doubts, but a glimmer of hope flashed, and then replied: "Yes, is there anything wrong?" ”

"Can I go in and talk?" Lu Xuan asked.

At this time, a haggard woman came out of the house, and when she saw the policeman at the door, she immediately became excited: "Caught it, right?" Caught right? As he spoke, he ran over and grabbed Lu Xuan's hand and shook it vigorously: "Did you catch the murderer?" Did you catch that bastard? ”

Lu Xuan's hand was shaken painfully by her, and Wen Jun, who was on the side, felt that his wife was a little too excited, so he pulled her over: "You calm down!" Seeing that her mood slowly eased a little, she turned to Lu Xuan and Li Fei outside the door and said, "Come in, come in and talk." ”

Lu Xuan and Li Fei walked in. Walking into the house, Lu Xuan habitually observed the room: the not very spacious room was displayed with simple and simple furniture, although the room was small, it was clean and tidy; However, what attracted Lu Xuan the most was a black-and-white photo of a little girl on the wall of the living room: the girl in the photo had a sweet smile on her delicate face, and her angel-like eyes were looking at him tenderly.

After a quick glance, the four of them sat down on the sofa, and Lu Xuan looked at the woman: "You are Wen Xia's mother, Ms. Guo Xiaoying, right?" ”

Hearing her daughter's name, Guo Xiaoying's heart trembled, and then nodded.

Lu Xuan took out the notebook and handed it to Li Fei, Li Fei took it and prepared to record, Lu Xuan said straight to the point: "We currently have some clues about the car accident in Wenxia that year, and now we want to know some details of the car accident back then." ”

Wen Jun looked at Lu Xuan: "I couldn't find the perpetrator back then, but now it's been eleven years...... What else can be found? Wen Jun shook his head with a face full of vicissitudes, Lu Xuan thought that he didn't want to cooperate, but he heard him say, "What do you want to know?" ”

"Tell me about it." Lu Xuan thought for a while and said.

Wen Jun looked out the window and couldn't move away for a long time, as if he had fallen into a whirlpool of memory......

"Pass?" After a long time, Wen Jun spoke, smiled bitterly, and said, "After that...... I don't know how many times I said it eleven years ago......" It seemed to be said to Lu Xuan, and it seemed to be talking to himself; "That afternoon, Xia Er went out with friends, and Xiaoying and I were cleaning up the house at home, and then a neighbor came in and told us that Xia Er had been in a car accident...... Wait until we get there...... And he saw ...... I saw Xia Er lying on the ground with blood all over her body...... Motionless......" said Wen Jun, who fell into infinite grief......

Guo Xiaoying was even more sad, covering her face with her hands, tears kept flowing down, and her mouth kept shouting "Xia'er, my good Xia'er".

Lu Xuan couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable in his heart, indeed, the couple had been suffering in grief for eleven years, and now letting them remember it was tantamount to tearing open the pus-draining wound alive...... However, for the sake of more people, for the sake of those who died, for the sake of Wen Xia, and for themselves, Lu Xuan had to tear the wound off again......

"And then?"

Wen Jun wiped his tears, and then recalled: "Later, the traffic police and the police came, and they took Xia Er's body away, but not long after, they sent her back, saying that the evidence was insufficient and no clues could be found...... Let's wait, it's eleven years......"

"The place where you went to burn incense that day is where Xia Er had an accident, right?" Lu Xuan asked.

Wen Jun was stunned for a moment, looked at Lu Xuan carefully, and then reacted: "How do you know?" Originally...... It turned out that you were the one standing there that day...... Yes, that's right, that's where Xia Er had an accident, and that's where our family lived in the first place......"

"You don't want to be too sad after Xia'er's accident, so you moved here?"

"Nope! We didn't come by ourselves, but we were helpless...... In the year of Xia'er's accident, we were rebuilding there, but after the house was demolished, it was never built, and the contractor lost some money and left, and we were homeless, so we bought a house here with the compensation money......" Wen Jun said with a bitter face.

"I see." Lu Xuan nodded understandingly; Then he took out the photos of all the previous victims and handed them to Wen Jun: "Do you know these people?" ”

Wen Jun took the photo, Guo Xiaoying also came over, the two of them looked at the photo, carefully recalled, suddenly, the eyes of the two of them stayed on the face of one person at the same time, staring for a long time; Eleven years have passed, but the appearance of this person has not changed......

"This is the contractor back then." Wen Jun said, pointing to the photo.

"Zhu Huawen?" Lu Xuan stared at the person in the photo.

Sure enough, there are inextricable links behind the clues in this case......

Today's harvest is very great, Lu Xuan and Li Fei got up to say goodbye, before going out, Guo Xiaoying asked with a hopeful face: "Is it possible for Xia Er to rest in peace?" ”

Lu Xuan just wanted to promise her that he would find out the perpetrator of the year, but he suddenly thought of Wang Weidong and Yang Xiyao, and he promised them, but what was the result? Wang Weidong is dead, Yang Guoqiang is dead, and the murderer is still at large......

Looking at Guo Xiaoying's hopeful eyes, Lu Xuan could only say with difficulty: "We will definitely inform you as soon as there is news." After speaking, he saw the light of hope in Guo Xiaoying's eyes dimming little by little......

"Walk slowly."

"Stay."

The moment the door closed, he saw that Wen Xia's angelic eyes were still looking at him tenderly, making him feel warm and extremely heavy.

"Go back to the police station and go through the files!" Lu Xuan said excitedly.

He felt that he was getting closer and closer to the truth, but he didn't know that everything was still too early, and he didn't know that the danger was quietly approaching him......

Zhang He stood in front of the window, looking at the red sun and the blood-like sunset, so beautiful!

A pair of gentle arms wrapped around his waist: "What are you thinking?" ”

"Didn't think about anything."

Yang Xiyao walked up to him and looked at him complicatedly: "Lie!" You've got something on your mind! Since Feng Yuxiang called you that day and asked you to go out, you have been abnormal, although I have been in a bad state these days, I have seen your changes......"

may not be able to get out of grief for a while, Yang Xiyao's emotions are not very stable, the more she talks, the more excited she becomes, and the louder she speaks; Zhang He pulled her into his arms, felt the warm chest of his lover, and Yang Xiyao also quieted down, without the unease just now, the feeling at the moment was very comfortable.

"Yaoyao, do you love me?" Zhang He asked suddenly.

Xi Yao gently pushed him away, looked at him affectionately and said, "Love, love!" ”

"Then if I die, will you die with me?"

Hearing the word "death", Yang Xiyao was suddenly stunned, and terrifying scenes swirled in her mind again......

"Ahh Zhang He wanted to hug her again, but she broke away, but she grabbed her arms and grabbed her tightly, and her nails were already embedded in the flesh.

Yang Xiyao said incoherently excitedly: "Zhang He, I beg you, don't say dead anymore, I have lost my parents...... I love you and I can't lose you...... I'm going crazy! I beg you, don't leave me! Don't let anything happen, you're my only relative...... Please......"

A pair of fiery lips covered the words behind her, Yang Xiyao only felt that she was melting, and all the grief, grievances, and fears gradually melted away under the hot kiss and caress of her lover.

Early the next morning, Zhang He woke up, looked at the morning glow outside the window that was also like blood, and turned his head to look at Yang Xiyao who was sleeping next to him, and couldn't help but feel sad in his heart, although he knew that Yang Xiyao loved him deeply, but he knew better that death was about to knock on the door......