Whenever they lose, people always keep it in vain.

- Anonymous

The wind outside the window was beating incessantly, and it was another lonely and cold night, and Zhong Ping was lying on his bed.

In the surrounding room, the light of half a candle could only reflect his pale face.

He was dying, but that's what he was looking forward to.

In the faint candlelight, there was a woman sitting beside the bed, who looked a little older.

"Aunt Juan, this is the name I gave you, we have known each other for so long, but we don't even know your name. ”

"I'm leaving now, thank you for taking care of me during this time. ”

"Ahem, ahem, maybe we were mothers and sons in our last life, maybe it's okay, so I'll give you my mother's name. ”

Zhong Ping coughed vigorously twice, blood oozed from the corners of his mouth, and he murmured in pain: "Heh, I can finally see my parents." ”

"My grandmother told me that they would come and pick me up one day. But I know they won't come back, I know ......"

His breath gradually withdrew from his body, and he felt more relaxed than ever, while Ajuan smiled and covered him with the quilt, and slept by the bed with peace of mind.

On the second day, there were several people standing in the living room of the Zhong family, and a woman stood next to an old woman and comforted her back.

And this old woman is Zhong Ping's grandmother, and at this moment she is kneeling at the door of a small bedroom, crying almost to death.

At this time, the middle-aged woman named Ajuan passed through several people, holding a paper bag in her hand, and walked towards the bedroom with a smile.

Regardless of everyone's surprise, she sat on the edge of the bed and said softly to Zhong Ping's body, which had already been cold: "Xiaoping, like it, eat, eat." ”

Seeing this, Zhong Ping's grandmother stood up with her grip on the door frame and asked, "Who are you? How do you know my Zhong Ping!"

"Who came in yesterday?

Uncle Zhang in the village shouted: "Isn't this the wandering woman at the head of the village!"

As he was talking, Inspector Yang Jun and Detective Gu Youwei of the Order Management Section of the three departments came to Zhong's house, and they walked into the bedroom just to take a look at Zhong Ping's body, and concluded that it was a homicide.

"Folks, we must find out the murderer, please don't panic. Agent Gu Youwei said to the people gathered in the living room.

"Xiao Gu, you also have to call grandma, they are all distant relatives!" Uncle Zhang said solemnly to Gu Youwei.

"I know, uncle. ”

"Grandma, don't worry, I found the murderer, and Ah Ping gave an explanation. ”

"But you old man should also pay attention to your body. Gu Youwei walked up to Zhong Ping's grandmother and comforted.

"Brother Yang, this is my uncle, my grandmother, let's have a snack. ”

"In the evening, go to my uncle's house for a drink. Gu Youwei whispered to Inspector Yang Jun.

After hearing this, Yang Jun nodded and said, "Where were you all yesterday? What time did you see the deceased?"

"I'm the village shaver, and yesterday morning at ten o'clock I went out with my burden. ”

Seeing Zhong Ping buy a bag of pastries, he took it in his hand with a heavy heart. The village's yellow head shaved said.

Miss Liu, who sells shortbread, said: "Zhong Ping has money to buy pastries, and he is not willing to spend it." ”

"Isn't it a pervert for him, he was poisoned after eating it!"

"Oh, oh, maybe, yes, Xiao Gu maybe. Huang Shatou nodded and echoed.

After asking more than 20 villagers in the village, it is basically certain that everyone has seen Zhong Ping.

"What about the wandering woman!" suddenly shouted from someone else.

"What wandering woman?" Gu Youwei asked.

"That's her. Uncle Zhang pulled the middle-aged woman named Ajuan over and said.

I saw that this woman looked about 40 years old, with a sallow face and a very thin face.

Dressed in an unseemly red plaid gown and a pair of black pants, he was already dirty from the mud, and his eyes were glazed, looking for something.

"Name?" Yang Jun asked with disgust.

"Xiaoping, I'm hungry. Ajuan just muttered.

"What did she say?" Yang Jun asked Uncle Zhang.

"She's crazy, who knows. Uncle Zhang said impatiently.

"Maybe she killed someone!" shouted someone from the crowd.

Yang Jun vigilantly took out the handcuffs around his waist, pushed Ajuan, and walked towards Zhong Ping's room.

When he saw that Zhong Ping's body was still parked on the bed, he thought for a while and shouted to Ajuan: "You pick up the hand pillow and put it on his face!"

Ajuan smiled, picked up the pillow under Zhong Ping's head, put it on Zhong Ping's face and moved, and said, "A-Ping, hi, I like it." ”

Several people crowded at the door exclaimed, "She killed Zhong Ping!

"No wonder, I remembered that this wandering woman was crazy because she had a dead child. ”

Gu Youwei on the side was stunned and was about to stop it, but Yang Jun waved his hand and signaled him not to talk more.

Uncle Zhang pulled Gu Youwei into the living room and whispered, "It's not just right, the murderer has been found." ”

"However, there are still doubts. Gu Youwei wondered.

Yang Jun also walked out and said to Gu Youwei: "Brother, our department has never had a big case as an adult." ”

"Brother still wants to be promoted, aren't you going to be promoted?"

Uncle Zhang also persuaded: "Yes, Xiao Gu, such a wandering woman, I don't know how many times I freeze to death and starve to death in a year." ”

"It's good to get her in and eat and drink. ”

Gu Youwei frowned and said: "This is a homicide case, not a trivial matter like stealing, if the case is decided, it will be sentenced." ”

Yang Jun raised his eyebrows and said, "Didn't you also say it, if the case is decided, then why don't we let it become a certainty!"

Gu Youwei was surprised: "How did it change?"

Yang Jun said with a smile: "Look at my brother, it's a big deal!"

Then he shouted out the door. "Come here!"

At this time, a person came from outside the door, he was wearing glasses, and he smiled almost flatteringly: "Brother Yang." ”

Yang Jun asked, "Is the shooting done?"

The man with glasses nodded and said, "Don't worry, it's all right, I guarantee that tomorrow's newspaper will be the time for you to make a name for yourself." ”

Gu Youwei asked, "Who are you?"

The man with glasses smiled and left: "Messenger of justice." ”

Gu Youwei asked Yang Jun with a surprised face, "Who is that person?"

Yang Jun patted Gu Youwei's shoulder and said, "You just have to wait and watch a good show tomorrow, our good days are coming." Hahaha!"

Gu Youwei looked at the bedroom, Ajuan gently wiped the bloodshot at the corner of Zhong Ping's mouth with her cuffs, and tidied up her clothes and hair.

And Zhong Ping's grandmother is now sitting on the sofa in the living room, drinking tea and closing her eyes.

Although everyone dispersed, they still kept cursing to Ajuan.

At this time, other agents at the door walked in, dragged Ajuan violently, and walked out.

Gu Youwei was in a trance for a while, who was the murderer?