Ren Yi poured Gong Yingxian a glass of water, and then quietly accompanied him.
The two were still in the interrogation room. Gong Yingxian sat in the chair and was silent for a long time. The disposable paper cup made his hand extraordinarily big, but Ren Yi could clearly see a person hidden in the big body from the big body. A little shadow deep within—a shadow that hasn't really come out for eighteen years.
Gong Yingxian raised his hand stiffly, as if he had just realized that he had a cup in his hand. He put the cup on the table, took a deep breath, and said in a muffled voice, "Why do you always see me like this?" In front of people, he is calm and calm, but in front of Ren Yi, because of various reasons, he loses control time and time again.
Ren Yi comforted him with a gentle voice: "Because we are friends, friends will reveal different sides to each other."
"Really..." Gong Yingxian brushed the bangs in front of his forehead with his hands, and the sweat-soaked hair stuck to his hair, revealing a large area of smooth forehead, "Do you have many questions you want to ask me?"
"If you want to talk, I'm willing to listen, but I won't force you."
Gong Yingxian looked up at Ren Yi, his eyes were a little empty: "I became a policeman to find the murderer who killed my parents and my sister."
Ren Yi nodded: "I guessed it."
"I only have more than a year." Gong Yingxian tremblingly said, "The 20-year prosecution period is about to pass, but I don't even have anyone to sue."
Ren Yi looked at the clear pain in Gong Yingxian's eyes, and his heart was full of sadness. It was so difficult for a six-year-old child who didn't remember much to pursue the clues from eighteen years ago.
"Sister Yan and I have collected all the evidence we could find over the years, but the clues are still broken." Gong Yingxian clenched his fists, "But just now, that person said something he couldn't have known. "
"He shouldn't be the murderer, the age doesn't match."
"No, but he may know who it is." Gong Yingxian gritted his teeth, his face was grim, "The murderer is still alive, still alive!"
Ren Yi said in a deep voice, "What can I do for you?"
Gong Yingxian stared at Ren Yi, his deep eyes flickered like mist: "... My mind is in a mess right now, I don't know."
Ren Yi patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay, I'll wait for you to sort out your thoughts, maybe I can really help." He was about to go home and ask his dad if he still remembered the fire, and if he wanted to find the fire that had been annihilated for a whole year. Eighteen years of clues, no one is more likely to know than those who were present at the time, but with the state of his father's brain, he may not be able to remember anything, so he doesn't plan to tell Gong Yingxian now, lest people will be happy in vain.
Gong Yingxian closed her eyes, and said wearily, "I feel like I'm dreaming. After so many years, I'm almost desperate. I didn't expect the clues to appear at this time."
"Good and evil are rewarded, which proves that you are destined to bring the murderer to justice."
"I don't care if he can be brought to justice." Gong Yingxian's eyes turned cold, "As long as I find him, even after the prosecution period, I will kill him myself."
Ren Yi was silent.
"I've imagined it countless times." Gong Yingxian clasped his fingers together, pressed his forehead against his forehead, and uttered chilling words, "Drench him with gasoline and set him on fire. I stood by and listened to his screams. and watch him burn alive, just like he did to my family."
"You are a policeman now, I believe that even if he stood in front of you, you would not do it, because he is not a simple arsonist, right?" Ren Yi whispered, "What happened to your family, and It must be related to the Baosheng chemical plant explosion.”
Gong Yingxian's shoulders trembled, and after a long time, he said hoarsely: "You guessed right. My father is just a scapegoat. I want to find not only the person who set the fire, but also the person who ordered him. I want revenge, I I will also return my father's innocence."
Ren Yi frowned, it was hard to imagine how many cruel conspiracies were buried in the accident that year, what made them even more unexpected was that when investigating a seemingly unrelated arson case, they would accidentally find a long-lost clue .
Everything is destined.
Ren Yi was a little worried about Gong Yingxian's state at this time: "I'll take you home, you're too tired today, don't think about anything, go back and have a good rest."
Gong Yingxian shook her head and whispered, "We have an appointment."
"what?"
Gong Yingxian raised his arm and showed Ren Yi his watch.
Ren Yi glanced at it: "Uh, it's pretty good-looking, and it looks quite expensive."
"It's not past 12 o'clock, I should visit your house today." Gong Yingxian didn't want to go home at all, he wanted Ren Yi to accompany him.
Ren Yi's heart beat wildly, and he blurted out: "Okay." After he finished speaking, he regretted a bit, this "Okay" seemed too eager, but he really couldn't hold back.
When you like someone, you can't help it.
So he found all kinds of excuses to see Gong Yingxian again and again, even if he tried to restrain his feelings again and again, it was futile.
He was the one who was intimidated. He knew that Gong Yingxian didn't have that kind of thought about him. From the moment he admitted it, he lost. People have the instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. If possible, no one would want to fall into such a situation. situation.
It's just that he can't help it now.
The two left the branch office and drove to Ren Yi's house.
As soon as he entered the door, Gong Yingxian looked around seriously.
Ren Yi smiled and said, "Hasn't it been a long time since I lived in such a small house?"
"Never lived there before." Gong Yingxian said honestly.
"Then today I will experience life as a young master."
"This is where you live." Gong Yingxian looked at this ordinary house, but felt very familiar and stable. It was different from thousands of other houses. Maybe it was because there were random things everywhere. breath.
"After a few years, my dad moved back to the old house after he got sick. Isn't it close to the squadron?" Ren Yi said, "Uncle Sheng has prepared everything for you, and the sheets and bedding are all from your house. Brought here, oh, and your sweetheart pillow."
Gong Yingxian's expression suddenly became a little unnatural, he took off his coat and hung it on the hanger, and took the opportunity to turn around: "That pillow is very comfortable, what's so strange about it."
"Really, what kind of pillow is it, let me have a pillow?" Ren Yi said casually.
Gong Yingxian was startled for a moment: "You want my pillow?"
Ren Yi was taking off his coat and changing into an apron, he grinned: "You have less than thirty left, and you will spend the rest of your life, I dare not take it."
Gong Yingxian seemed relieved, he would never have given his pillow to anyone, but if Ren Yi wanted, he might...
"You sit and watch TV for a while? I'm going to make dinner. Are you hungry? We haven't eaten anything since afternoon."
"It's too late, eat the box lunch in my car."
"How about that, come to my house as a guest, how can I entertain you with a box lunch. It's okay, I have almost prepared the ingredients, give me an hour, okay?"
While Ren Yi was busy in the kitchen, Gong Yingxian sat motionless on the sofa, his mind was in a mess, his thoughts seemed to be bound by the hooded man's words, and he couldn't get rid of it. He patted his head hard and realized that he Today's emotional ups and downs are too high, which is not suitable for thinking. What he needs now is food to replenish energy and a good night's sleep.
The sound of cooking came from the kitchen, and bursts of aroma wafted out from the crack in the door.
Gong Yingxian has never been in contact with fireworks. His memories of these things are too painful, and he has tried his best to avoid them all his life. However, after repeated involuntary "desensitization treatments", his tolerance has indeed improved. It was much better before.
At this moment, he actually wanted to see what Ren Yi was doing in the kitchen, this desire even overshadowed his aversion to fireworks.
He hesitated for a long time, got up and walked to the kitchen.
Pushing open the kitchen door, a gust of hot air spread out, Gong Yingxian looked at the exuberant flames on the gas stove and the smoke rising from the frying pan, his body stiffened.
Ren Yi was surprised: "What's wrong?"
"Look." Gong Yingxian said expressionlessly.
"You probably don't want to watch this." Ren Yi said with concern.
"I'm not afraid of this kind of stove fire." Gong Yingxian looked at Ren Yi's home appearance with an apron on, and felt an inexplicable warmth in his heart, "What are you doing?"
"This is beef stewed with potatoes." Ren Yi pointed to the stew pot beside him, "This is winter melon soup."
Gong Yingxian frowned.
"Don't worry, I've also prepared some cold dishes, in case you don't want to eat them." Ren Yi smiled and said, "If you really want to see it, change your clothes first, so as not to smell your suit."
"Oh." Gong Yingxian turned around and went to change clothes.
After a while, Gong Yingxian came back again. He changed into a dark green checkered home clothes, leaned against the kitchen door, and quietly watched Ren Yi go about her business.
Whether Ren Yi turned sideways or turned his back, he could feel Gong Yingxian's gaze, and the appearance of appearing in the kitchen of his house in home clothes was as if... as if the two of them were living together.
While turning around, Ren Yi grinned uncontrollably, even though he was hungry, he still hoped that this meal could be cooked a little slower, so that this moment could last longer.
What a beautiful world of fireworks.
volume three