When I found the box of rose watches, Xia Lingge was mixing a glass of honey grapefruit water, and the dishes on the table had already been eaten, and there was nothing left. The TV was on in the living room, the evening news was playing, and the clear and pure voice of the host did not enliven the atmosphere in the room, but became more and more depressing.

The unknown glass bottle tilted its contents as it shook back and forth.

Father Xia looked at her, at his daughter sitting on the sofa holding honey water and potato chips.

"I need an explanation."

His voice was hoarse, like an old, broken electrical appliance.

Xia Lingge chewed on potato chips and glanced at them lightly: "It's not mine." ”

Father Xia still looked at her: "What else ......?"

"What else?" Xia Lingge raised his head and looked at him with some puzzlement.

There was no panic, no nervousness, she was like frost across the lake for the things that suddenly appeared at home, and they melted away without half a ripple.

"Why didn't you react at all?" Father Xia can't tell what kind of mood he is in, in order to break through the Linhai 715 sudden death case, he is so busy that he is tired all day long, there is no progress, no discovery, and the only thing that can be called a breakthrough these days is just a phone call in the morning.

The suspect turned out to be his own biological daughter.

Father Xia really wanted to use his years of experience in handling cases to find out what emotions Xia Lingge should have as an 'ordinary person who didn't know anything', but she was so calm, so calm that she didn't seem to blink even if she put a loaded pistol against her head.

"Do you know what that means?" Father Xia was still staring at Xia Lingge, and at this time, the evening news had reached a climax, saying that three victims had died suddenly in their homes this afternoon, so that the general public should take care of their bodies and not be tired, etc.

Xia Lingge sighed lightly: "Now I know, the case you are busy with." ”

"So why don't you have any emotions at all?!" Father Xia snatched the potato chips from Xia Ling's singer and threw them aside, he stared at her with his eyes open, angry, puzzled, dazed, and painful...... Xia Lingge was surprised that he could understand the meaning in his eyes, but then there were doubts.

Sentiment? What emotions,

What if she found a box of rose watches from under her bed, and these rose watches could well make her a suspect in a case?

What emotions does she need?

Her dazedness and insipidity were not disguised at all, and she didn't even feel the need to hide it.

Father Xia looked at the box of rose watches in front of him and his daughter, who still didn't care, and the pain in his heart was like a needle prick, but he understood his identity and knew the purpose of 'going home' this time, although he was reluctant, no matter how much he wanted to make an excuse for her, in the end, he could only sigh fiercely: "Lingge, come with me." ”

……

The bright lights shone in front of her eyes, the airtight walls added a touch of gloom to the atmosphere, the wrists were locked with iron chains, and in front of her were two spaces separated by iron railings, and there were two policemen sitting opposite, one she knew, it was her father's apprentice, Officer Xiao Zhang, and the other was in charge of the transcript, which should be the police lady who showed her the way last time.

"Hello, Lingge."

Compared with Xia Lingge's blandness, Officer Xiao Zhang was even more cramped and nervous: "I didn't expect us to meet again like this, but don't be nervous, we know that you are innocent, just ask a few questions as usual, and you can go home after asking." (End of chapter)