Zeng Mengshu sighed in the alley of Shibu Bridge, she already liked to perform, and then suddenly turned into Fan Weihong. Twelve years ago, the short life of that girl who was only nineteen years old came to an end here.

"Chick, she looks pretty handsome! Come and show the uncle! A villain in a flower shirt approached Zeng Mengshu drooling. Zeng Mengshu, who was thinking about life ideals and love, put his hand to his mouth and exaggeratedly shouted: "There is a big villain!" It attracted a few pedestrians to look sideways.

The two police officers on the sidelines were smiling.

Ren Qiuling said hatefully: "You two, give me a little serious!" ”

Zeng Mengshu said: "I'm very serious! Fan Weihong is introverted and timid, she really senses the danger, and she can get out of trouble with just a scream. My performance is very much in line with her personality. ”

Wen Xiaoyu said: "I think it's too difficult to get close to Fan Weihong like this, but the effect will be different with some martial arts." ”

Ren Qiuling's eyes lit up and said, "Okay, you give it a try!" ”

Wen Xiaoyu climbed to the tree in a few steps and said, "Do it again!" ”

Zeng Mengshu took a few steps back, "I'm Fan Weihong, and in a depressed mood, I came to Shibu Bridge." Oh, my life! Oh, my love! Oh, my ideals—" After the exaggerated performance, she turned to Ren Qiuling and explained, "Fan Weihong is only nineteen years old, and that's probably what she thinks. ”

Ren Qiuling smiled hard and gave a thumbs up to show encouragement.

At this time, Wen Xiaoyu, who was hiding in the canopy, suddenly shouted: "Little girl, uncle, I'm here!" "A Feipu hugged Zeng Mengshu.

Zeng Mengshu raised his palm, slapped Wen Xiaoyu on the head in the face of Wen Xiaoyu's approach, slapped Wen Xiaoyu to the ground like a fly, and then screamed: "There are bad guys!" The villain was so hurt that he was huddled together and squatted, holding his head and rubbing it.

Ren Qiuling's face changed color and said, "Zeng Mengshu! ”

Zeng Mengshu sighed: "Fan Weihong is from the countryside, her physical fitness is much better than that of ordinary girls in the city, and her strength is ......" Wen Xiaoyu behind her tried to stand up, leaning against the tree with her head in her arms, and her shoulders twitched - he was beaten and cried by Zeng Mengshu. Zeng Mengshu, an innocent girl, hurried to comfort the villain.

The two police officers forced a laugh, holding back their hard work.

Ren Qiuling fell into deep thought: "Fan Weihong has a strong sense of self-protection, good physical fitness, and a high safety factor, why was she killed?" ”

After a while, Ren Qiuling turned into a villain, and Zeng Mengshu still played Fan Weihong and walked around under the tree.

Ren Qiuling leaned against the tree with military movements and observed Fan Weihong. "This girl is dressed ordinarily, she should be from a poor family, and she can't have much money on her. I can't kill her for money. ”

Fan Weihong was still sighing something.

Ren Qiuling trotted behind another tree, "Her appearance is ordinary, and I can't kill her because I covet her beauty!" ”

Taking advantage of Fan Weihong's sigh in the sky, Ren Qiuling had already run behind the tree next to Fan Weihong, "She has a very timid personality, even if someone else breaks her favorite book, she won't say it, the only way to resist is to sulk, and no longer lend books to that person in the future - she hasn't offended anyone." I couldn't have killed her out of hatred. ”

Fan Weihong walked directly in front of Ren Qiuling and shook her hand in front of her, "Hey, hurry up and harm me!" Ren Qiuling woke up from a trance, and it was Zeng Mengshu standing in front of her.

At this time, it was getting dark, and the two local police officers said, "It's better to go back, it's not too late to check tomorrow." ”

Ren Qiuling said: "Can you help me prepare an empty room, I want to simulate the dismemberment." ”

Zeng Mengshu hadn't come out of the play yet, and exclaimed: "Oh, you're really going to cut me!" ”

The group drove to the vegetable market, where there were of course many stalls, but the meat stalls were basically closed, only one meat stall was still full of people, and the butcher couple was busy loading the unsold meat in the body of the tricycle.

Ren Qiuling and the others walked over, and when they heard the sound of "uh", the butcher's wife fell to the ground and convulsed.

The butcher was so angry that he grabbed a boning knife and roared loudly: "You still don't let people live? ”

Ren Qiuling almost understood when she saw this posture, "You must have encountered something, right?" Don't be afraid, the police will definitely protect you! What's wrong with you? ”

The butcher looked at the sky angrily, "Please stay away from us, really, I beg you." He wanted to cry without tears.

Ren Qiuling said solemnly: "Don't bow to the bad guys, listen to me, if you meet someone who collects protection money or something, don't be afraid!" These two buddies behind me will definitely help you. ”

The two local police officers also recognized it, isn't this Wang Mouyan's two sons? The two of them did not say anything, and promised that they would definitely protect their safety.

When Wang Mouyan heard that it was okay, she stopped twitching, got up and silently helped her husband put the pork in the car.

"Alas!" Ren Qiuling saw that the two of them didn't want the help of the police, sighed, and said, "For a case twelve years ago-" Wang Mouyan made a "uh" sound in her throat, and her husband immediately held her hand and said, "Don't be busy smoking yet." ”

Ren Qiuling became suspicious, but continued with the previous words: "I need the carcass of a pig weighing about eighty pounds to do an experiment." ”

The butcher silently threw the end of the rope bound to the meat bag on the car, sat on the three-wheeled motorcycle, and then said calmly: "You have to hurry, of course the price will be more expensive." Otherwise, you can go to the slaughterhouse! ”

Wang Mouyan sat behind the butcher and moved skillfully, maybe she has been like this all these years, right?

Ren Qiuling shook her head and said, "The meat in the slaughterhouse has been frozen, I want it fresh." ”

The butcher said, "Come to my house and get it!" The three-wheeled motorcycle was started, and smoke came out of the exhaust pipe.

"Don't move!" Ren Qiuling pressed the butcher's wrist violently: "You have something hidden in your heart!" Have you ever killed someone? Have you ever been poisoned? Do you know an arms dealer? Her gaze hardened.

The butcher sighed tiredly: "I don't pretend to have anything in my heart!" Do you want meat or not? Let go of your hands if you want! ”

Ren Qiuling didn't see anything from the other party's micro-expression, so she had to let go.

The three-wheeled motorcycle drove through the bustling streets, Wang Mouyan gently leaned on her husband's back, and looked at the neon lights that flashed by.

Ren Qiuling and they drove along.

On the outskirts of Tiandu, the three-wheeled motorcycles were parked at the edge of an ordinary courtyard.

The butcher got out of the car, took out the key, and opened the iron gate of the yard with a clatter. The courtyard is dimly lit, giving it a warm feeling.

An old grandmother walked out tremblingly, "San'er, why did you come back, the rice is cold!" ”

The butcher silently opened the door and was about to enter. Ren Qiuling suddenly grabbed him, "You have something in your heart!" I'm pretty sure. ”

"Alright, alright!" Wang Mouyan said: "Twelve years! I haven't had a single day of peace in the past 12 years! ”

The butcher sighed and rested his head against the iron door.

Wen Xiaoyu and Zeng Mengshu all got out of the car and surrounded the couple.

In the courtyard, the old grandmother was still shouting: "San'er, a guest is here!" Hurry up please, I'll go cook. ”

The butcher shouted, "Mom, get in!" Seeing that the old man was still looking this way with his neck extended, the butcher shouted: "Go in, go in!" ”

The old man was startled and hurried back to the house.

Wang Mouyan said like crying and laughing: "I am Wang Mouyan, and I was in the same dormitory as Fan Weihong back then." More than ten days after Fan Weihong's disappearance, I suddenly became interested, bought a newspaper that I had never read, and saw a notice on the middle of the newspaper to identify the body, and at first glance, I felt that it was Fan Weihong. Right, anyone who has learned a little bit of reasoning will say: this man is very suspicious. ”

"The police have interrogated me more than a hundred times, and the secret investigation into me continues. I told them over and over again that I wasn't killing, I just had a sixth sense, but no one believed me. She said desperately: "Fan Weihong is my good friend, until now, I will cry sadly when I think of her death." But she's dead, and I still have to live my life? Don't bother me anymore, okay? ”

Ren Qiuling's eyes moistened, "I can understand you." When I was assigned to the criminal investigation team, no one around me could understand what it was like to solve a crime in psychology, and they all thought I was weird, as if I knew what kind of magic I had. They called me Detective Witch, and they all came to me when they solved the case, and they stayed away from me as soon as they solved the case, for fear that I was a man-eating witch. Okay," she patted Wang Mouyan's shoulder comfortingly, "I'm just here to buy pork, not to investigate the case." ”

The local police did not provide Ren Qiuling with a room to simulate the dismemberment of the body, so they used a small stick as a scaffold on the empty grass and covered it with plastic sheeting to separate a circle for her to simulate. In this space surrounded by plastic sheeting, a bright incandescent lamp was lit for lighting.

Ren Qiuling put the dead pig on the ground and sighed, "This may be much better than the place where the corpse is really divided." ”

The information given by the police stated, "The body was cut into more than 2,000 pieces." "From the photo, those slices of meat are rectangular. It can be inferred from the bed sheets, travel bags and other items used in the abandoned corpse that the murderer's life level is not high. Taken together, it can be said that the murderer is likely to have used a kitchen knife to dismember.

Ren Qiuling squatted in the circle of plastic sheeting to cut the pig's carcass, and the first thing she thought of was to cut off the pig's head. After cutting the pig's neck, she slashed at the pig's cervical vertebrae, but the knife did not break. The second time, she was mentally prepared, raised the knife high, and slashed it violently, with a "stuck" sound, the kitchen knife was notched.

"It looks like kitchen knives are still a little difficult to deal with bones!" When she got up to get the axe, she saw Zeng Mengshu and Wen Xiaoyu sitting together, talking and laughing.

Aside from those ugly things, there are still some warm things in the world that are worth guarding with their lives. Ren Qiuling silently blessed the two people, they both had a dark past, and they were more able to understand and cherish each other. Just like Wang Mouyan, although her fate was changed by the tragedy twelve years ago, she got her most precious love. After closing the stall every day, she sat on her husband's motorcycle, leaning on his back, at that time, she must have felt that she was happy, right?