I thought I was mistaken, but it was the young officer's face outside the door.

He was carrying the crutch I had abandoned and wanted to knock on my door.

Seeing me, he dropped his knocking hand and scratched his nose.

[Yo ~ Miss Huang, meet again.] ]

He greeted himself familiarly, his eyes peeking through the crack in my open door.

[Smack!] ]

I closed the door again.

[Miss Huang, Miss Huang Miss Huang ~ Come open the door~]

He pulled his throat and didn't give up.

I'm silent.

In just half a day, this policeman named Zhang Yu brought me nothing but disgust, he connived at his subordinates to detain me like a prisoner, and now he has come to my door again.

There was silence for a moment, and just as I thought he was leaving, a small voice came through the door panel.

The moment that sentence fell, I opened the door in disbelief.

[Are you sick!] ]

My emotions started to spiral out of control.

He sat on my couch, a place that had been covered with bills half a day earlier.

[Logically, this is illegal, but you know, we have just established a 'Cause of Death Research Society' here, and after thinking about it, we left your mother's body behind.] ]

[That...... Who is the one who is buried? ]

I was shaking a little and started to stand unsteadily.

[Well, nothing, just the ashes of an empty coffin.] ]

[Ashes burned from an empty coffin......]

I repeat unconsciously.

[It doesn't matter,] his face grew serious, [someone from the research club called me to inform you that your mother had a history of being strangled by a thin thread before she died.] ]

[This, you know what?] ]

He stared at me as if they had met for the first time, and for a moment I thought that he was not as young and innocent as he looked.

Coming to the police station again, my mood was subtly calm.

That trace was strangled by my mother herself.

She bought the line from the fishing tackle shop, and when she got home, she wrapped it around her neck.

After a few attempts, she found it difficult to strangle herself, so she threw away the line.

The owner of the fishing tackle shop can testify to this, and the surveillance video also shows the scene of the mother going to buy fishing line.

[Huang Meng, don't pretend to be stupid for me, how did a person who rushes to and from three jobs to commit suicide with a fishing line!] What's more, the day before, she also ordered a birthday present for her daughter, that is, you. ]

The light was dim in the small interrogation room, and I sat alone on this side of the table, and there were three people on the other side of the table, two thin and one fat.

Zhang Yu is not there.

The fat cop blew his beard in front of me and glared and slapped the table.

[I don't know.] ]

This time, I still typed back his question with these four words.

Soon, he became furious.

[Eliminate gas, eliminate gas. ]

The other man spoke.

I lowered my head and didn't dare make any eye contact with him, the police hated being sharp, and I knew, in the same way, that they knew that a cripple who didn't go out often was cowardly.

My reaction did not arouse their suspicions.

On the contrary, the person who spoke gave me great respect.

[Miss Huang, hello, I am Meng He, a member of the 'Cause of Death Research Society', I have no other meaning to invite you today, I just want to know why your mother strangled her neck with a fishing line before her death, if you know anything, please tell me as much as possible.] ]

Meng He held out his hand to me, and I noticed that his fingers were slender and his nails were neat.

I liked that hand, so I shook it with him.

Glancing up at the fat officer who had just been angry, I was silent for a moment and whispered.

[That was half a month ago.,I'm watching cartoons with my neighbor's little grandson Xiaoxuan.,The cartoon happened to appear in the picture of killing people with a fishing line.,Mom watched it for a long time next to me.,I didn't pay much attention to it.,My mother was no longer there when I finished watching it.,There's no dinner.,I'm hungry.,So I went to sleep.] ]

There was a 'da-da-da' sound in my ears, and I took a quick look at it, it was the fat officer banging on the table.

[I don't believe a word of what you say.] ]

Spotting me looking at him, he stopped tapping.

[It's okay, you continue.] Meng He played a round game.

I nodded.

[When I woke up, there was no light on in the house, I was woken up by a wave of retching, my head hurt, it took me a long time to realize that it was my mother's voice, I turned on the light, and I saw my mother strangling her neck with a fishing line, I screamed in fright, my mother found me, she panicked and hid the fishing line in her pocket.] ]

[I can't remember exactly what happened next, I just remember my mother cooking for me, and I was full and happy.] ]

My head was buried even lower.

After I finished, no one spoke, only the fat officer snorted disdainfully.

The interrogation is over.