Long Zihan said with some emotion: "Hey, poor people must have something to hate, no matter what, this kind of person must be caught early, so that this society can be stable." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Jingle bell ......" phone rang.

Feng Xiaoxiao picked up the phone and said, "Hello...... Erin, phone ......"

With that, she handed the phone to Erin, who picked it up and said, "I'm Erin......"

Long Zihan had a hunch that this call was from the police station, and his eyes were always on Erin, waiting for her to hang up the phone and tell him the clues of the case.

Sure enough, after Erin hung up the phone, she said, "The police station called, saying that the girl's identity was found." But the family members can't come, so we need to come to the door in person......"

When he came to the door of a house, Long Zihan looked at the small, damp and windy house in the courtyard, and asked, "This is the child's house?"

Erin nodded and said, "It should be." ”

Hearing someone's voice, a police officer came out of the house and called, "Long Shao, here!"

Long Zihan pushed open the fence and walked in with Erin and the Chu Yiren, and there were a lot of bamboo strips in the courtyard, as well as some palm leaves.

There are also small grasshoppers made of palm leaves, bamboo baskets, and palm leaves.

I only heard the police officer say: "We found someone who knew the deceased near the Kangning Hospital, she was a vendor who bought food in front of the hospital. Through her, we learned that the deceased's name was Xie Lingling, and she often sold small crafts near the hospital. Because Xie Lingling's father died of illness, her mother Yang Sufen was paralyzed in bed. In the evening, she and her mother made up these things at night, and the next day they would take them to crowded places to sell, and after earning money, they would come back to support themselves and their mother, and they were filial children. ”

"Have you asked the vendor for clues about the death of the deceased?"

The police officer nodded and replied, "Yes, but the hawker said that the last time he saw the deceased Xie Lingling was the afternoon before yesterday." After finishing work the afternoon before yesterday, Xie Lingling left early. The peddler didn't notice where she had gone. And after Xie Lingling left, the vendor never saw her again. At the time of the deceased's death, the vendor helped the next-door neighbor kill the pig, and there was nothing suspicious. ”

Long Zihan nodded, and then asked suspiciously, "Is Xie Lingling's mother inside?"

After hearing the news of his daughter's murder, why is he still so quiet?

The officer replied, "Yes, inside." ”

Erin glanced at Long Zihan, and then pushed the door in.

I saw Yang Sufen lying on the bed expressionlessly, looking at the roof of the house without any focus in her eyes.

There was no crying, no noise, she was so quiet, as if she was going to die in the next moment.

It's the breath of despair......

Erin sighed deeply and said, "Xie Lingling is so young, we are also very sorry for this kind of thing. But now we should find the murderer and let your daughter's spirit in heaven rest in peace. ”

Let the living be relieved and the dead rest in peace.

Easier said than done?

Yang Sufen blinked slowly, and then said without any emotional fluctuations in her voice: "She rarely tells me about outside affairs, I don't have any clues to provide to you, you can go." ”

"I know it's hard for you to face Xie Lingling's death now, but please think about it carefully, if she has a spirit in heaven and sees that her mother is unwilling to help her find the murderer, how will she feel? Don't you want to give her justice?"

Yang Sufen turned her head abruptly and yelled out of control of her emotions: "What if you find it? Can you give me back your daughter? Without Lingling, how can I live? Even if I live, what's the point? I have nothing but Lingling!"

After the yelling, a heart-rending cry rang out.

Her despair is not only because she has no way to survive without Xie Lingling, but because she has lost her child.

This is the despair and crying of a mother, and it is impossible not to feel sad.

But that's fine, at least she cried and vented......

After Yang Sufen cried, the whole person looked more normal than before.

Although his face was sad and difficult to hide, he could communicate normally.

"In the past two days, after Xie Lingling came back, did she mention to you who and what happened?"

Yang Sufen replied: "Every day when she comes back from outside, she will tell me some interesting things she has encountered, or some news she has seen outside in the newspaper. ”

Long Zihan asked in surprise, "Does she know how to read?"

Yang Sufen nodded and said, "My husband and I have both read books before, so when she was very young, we taught her to read and write. ”

"I'm sorry, I want to ask, your husband ......"

Yang Sufen said: "Not long after giving birth to Lingling, I fell and injured my spinal paralysis. He fed our whole family by himself, and he got up early in the dark, and his body was exhausted. After I passed away last year, I relied on Lingling to live to this day. ”

"But your family shouldn't have been so depressed before, right?"

"We have no financial resources, how can we eat without money, so I sold my original house and land, and with the help of well-wishers, I took Lingling to live here. At that time, I gave Lingling a little money every day to buy some food and come back, and the two of us lived like this. Later, she found out that the bamboo baskets I made could be sold for some money, so we knitted them together at night, and during the day, she took them out and sold them. ”

Saying that, Yang Sufen cried again: "If it weren't for me, if I hadn't asked her to sell goods, she wouldn't have died so inexplicably." ”

Erin swore that "we will find the murderer and let him give Lingling justice." ”

Long Zihan asked: "Does your daughter have any friends, or has she ever mentioned to you, where has she been and who she has met?"

Yang Sufen said: "I don't know anything else, but she has a few friends." There are boys and girls among these children, they are not very old, I can't remember the names clearly, I only remember the three children's names are Miao Miao, Baozi, and Liangliang. I didn't ask about the children playing together. ”

Long Zihan asked again: "So, did Xie Lingling say recently that she encountered something special?"

Yang Sufen frowned and shook her head with some hesitation.

Long Zihan soothed: "It's okay, you think about it slowly, and say whatever you think of." Perhaps, there may be some clues in her words. ”

Yang Sufen fell into deep thought, and Long Zihan and the others were not in a hurry, giving her plenty of time to think.

But after a while, Yang Sufen said: "I don't know if this is special, three days ago night, when I was weaving baskets with me, she told me that she met a kind foreigner in the evening and bought the little grasshoppers we braided, and also bought a frame to carry a basket of small grasshoppers." When Lingling shouted that he wanted to find money for him, the other party didn't ask for it, put the things in the car, and drove away. ”