He Chuanzhou put on gloves, stood between the living room and the study room, chose a position with a clear view, and scanned the structure of the house roughly.
The technical investigators, with their own equipment, are conducting detailed surveys and evidence in various locations.
The rhythm of the work is very familiar, but there is something wrong with the atmosphere.
He Chuanzhou turned his head and glanced at the living room.
Tian Rui sank deep into the sofa, without saying a word, her expression was numb, like a puppet whose thread had been cut, lifeless.
She turned her head again and glanced at the study.
Qiong stood in front of the bookcase against the wall, looking at the text on the spine to judge the purpose of the book.
Perhaps because her gaze was too intense, Qionggong looked back at her with a confused expression.
He Chuanzhou praised in a low voice, "You did a good job."
So soon, Tian Rui was persuaded, and he led the lower-level police officers to work overtime reasonably.
Qiongcang did not dare to take credit. After all, she was not the one who was responsible for the medical expenses, so she quickly introduced: "It's all thanks to Brother Q."
He Jueyun said humbly: "Where and where, the main thing is to move with emotion and understand it with reason."
The sky corrects it secretly, to move it with money, and to know it with money.
The temptation that no one can resist.
He Chuanzhou, the new master of Duan Shui, said: "It's all good, all good.
All helped a lot. "
Seeing the sky, He Chuanzhou just stood and looked, but he didn't do anything. He approached and asked, "What are you looking for?"
Qiong Cang Liyi said: "Love."
He Jueyun put a hand on her shoulder, hooked her hand and took her to the balcony, saying, "What are you sighing
If you feel tired, go outside and soak up the sun. "
Qiongcang grabbed the door frame and said helplessly, "I'm talking about feelings.
Something that can prove Han Xiao's emotional journey.
Love letters, love poems, diaries, briefings, photographs, or anything else that can prove it.
I want to know what kind of mentality Han Xiao has towards Tian Zhaohua.
Does she have another lover.
If her heart belongs to another, who is the other party, has it suddenly disappeared. "
To find an air man who doesn't know when to disappear, it seems a little too strong.
Qiongcang pulled He Jueyun's hand away and asked, "Understand?"
He Chuanzhou and He Jueyun thought about it, and thought that they could understand it. Then, relying on his own understanding, he scattered in various rooms to find it.
Judging from Han Xiao's reading of poems to Tian Rui, she once had hot feelings for someone.
And she never refuted to Tian Rui that the person was Tian Zhaohua, indicating that she also believed that such behavior was disgraceful.
Generally speaking, if Han Xiao really cheated, or mentally cheated, she should hide the relevant evidence in a more private place to prevent Tian Rui from being aware of the abnormality.
And if it wasn't, the person who sent her flowers and wrote poems was her dear husband, then there was no need for her to hide them.
Qiongcang rummaged in the study, and He Jueyun went to Han Xiao's bedroom.
He Jueyun opened the drawers at the bottom of the bedroom closet and checked them one by one.
In addition to infrequently used toolboxes, bags, and a change of laundry socks, there was also a drawer of women's intimate clothing.
He Jueyun wanted to close the drawer without changing his face, but after taking a closer look, he felt that there seemed to be something under the underwear, which made them so high.
He Jueyun looked around and found that no one was paying attention, so he bent down and pushed aside the neatly placed underwear to see what was underneath.
Soft to the touch, white, it is a layer of old towels that are not often used, it should be to prevent moisture.
He Jueyun pressed it with his fingers and found that there was still a difference, so he pushed the towel away again, and pulled out two file bags from the bottom.
He Jueyun opened the bag and poured out all the contents to check it.
Stored are some bank cards, real estate certificates, and some important property rights documents.
He Jueyun remembered how meticulous Qiongcang was when he collected materials before, not even letting go of the draft paper. He was afraid that Han Xiao would also have this habit, and there were no mistakes in the bound receipts.
Now, he finally knows what Han Xiao's stock account is, and what financial management she uses the funds for.
It seems that Tian Rui will not be able to get so much liquidity in a short time.
Han Xiao actually has a small safe at home, which is placed in the study, but she hides all the most important items in this place, and the idea is quite clever.
It's not really easy to find out if it's not a pervert or a carpet search.
As soon as this idea flashed through He Jueyun's mind, he noticed something abnormal, and he angrily took a "bah" to the side.
There is something wrong, and you can still scold yourself in a circle.
He Jueyun carefully placed a few pieces of underwear and put them back in place, then got up and prepared to go out.
As soon as he turned around, he saw Qiong Qiong leaning on the door with a meaningful face, and he didn't know how long he had been watching.
He Jueyun was stunned for a moment, and his breath was choked back to his chest before he could breathe out, almost out of his body.
He quickly explained: "Don't get me wrong!"
Qiong Cang blinked and said intimately, "I didn't misunderstand."
He Jueyun wanted to smash his head into the cabinet door, but the anxious explanation made him seem guilty: "I really don't have any special hobbies, I just feel that there is something underneath! Don't look at me with this kind of eyes. Bar
As for me? "
Qiong Cang said sincerely: "It won't happen."
She obviously cooperated so well, but He Jueyun always felt that she was thinking of some strange waste in her mind, so that the windows of her soul were full of wretchedness.
But her expression was so innocent, which made He Jueyun suspect that the real wretched person was actually herself.
He reluctantly raised his hand and wiped his face, remembering that he still had something in his hand as a last resort: "Look, what is this?"
Qiong Cang glanced at it and said, "Wow... is this a document?"
He Jueyun was choked by her and suffered a heart attack several times.
The familiar feeling of myocardial infarction brought back the IQ that he had left.
He directly changed the subject by not very clever means.
"I didn't find anything useful, how about you?"
Qiong Cang shook his head regretfully: "No.
Many medical books in the study are covered with dust. It can be seen that Han Xiao doesn't clean it often, and he usually doesn't read it.
The rest… unremarkable. "
He Jueyun thought for a while, and then said, "I didn't find anything related to Han Xiao's love, but I found a few paintings of Tian Rui. Would you like to take a look?"
The things were dug out by He Jueyun from the utility room.
It should be Tian Rui's paintings when he was a child, all of which were sealed with plastic paper and arranged neatly.
Because it was well kept, the paper was not damaged, but the color became a little dull.
The top one is a scene of a little girl standing outdoors holding hands with a woman in a white dress.
Old and elegant wooden houses, scattered white flowers, bright sun, lush woods.
There are also deep mountain roads and winding streams around, which is a quiet and indifferent rural life.
Qiong Cang turned down a few pictures, but after witnessing Tian Rui's increasingly mature painting skills, he found nothing else, so he put them back one by one.
When He Jueyun saw that she had finished, he was about to take the things over, holding the edge of the drawing paper with both hands, but Qionggong didn't let go.
"Hey?"
He Jueyun thought she had found out, and crouched down and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"
Qiong Cang stared at the painting in front of him, frowning slightly, as if trying to remember.
However, she read the memory twice, to no avail, and finally shook her head and handed it back to him.
He Jueyun placed the painting in a positive direction, then took a second look and asked, "Is there something wrong with this painting?"
"No problem, I just think the scene in the painting is a little familiar."
Qionggong felt that maybe he was too sensitive, "Probably the descriptions in the fairy tale books are all like this."
A cabin in the forest, an unusual theme.
Children like to draw all the beautiful forest elements, so there is nothing strange about the content.
At the first glance, Qiongcang didn't pay much attention to it, but at the second glance, her gaze unconsciously stayed for two more seconds.
She couldn't find out the reason, maybe, it was just a certain detail inside that gave her such an illusion.
He Jueyun murmured suspiciously, "Really?"
Qiong Cang said: "Well, it doesn't matter, I have memorized the details, you can put them back."
He Jueyun stuffed the painting into the box again and sealed it, and closed the wooden door of the utility room.
He Chuanzhou came out of the balcony and shook his head towards the two of them, indicating that the situation on their side was equally unpleasant.
He took away the documents in He Jueyun's hand again, saying that he would go back and integrate the information to see if there was any connection between them.
He Jueyun said disappointedly, "I got nothing, this is it."
He didn't get a response after he finished speaking, only to realize that Qiongqiang was staring at Tian Rui on the sofa for a moment, and after a while, he spit out three words: "Not necessarily."
"Tian Rui."
Qionggong didn't walk over, she shouted from a distance of more than two meters.
Tian Rui was suddenly called by her name, and instantly felt a coolness climb up her back, causing her to straighten her waist subconsciously.
Her gaze passed through the gap between the counters, to the sky.
Even if there is still a distance from her, I still feel close to her.
"Where did you say the love poems your mother received?"
Tian Rui had an extremely pessimistic premonition in her heart, and that premonition made her refuse to face everything.
Intuition tells her that sometimes ignorance is much luckier. She has reached the edge of the abyss and cannot continue to move forward.
"I have no idea."
Tian Rui thought her voice could be very calm, but the first word she said revealed her anger.
"I have no idea."
She slowed down and said it again.
"You didn't keep anything?"
Qiong Cang's voice that didn't have many ups and downs, Tian Rui heard every word with spikes, "When your mother dealt with those things, didn't you feel a pity and left some
Or, do you remember the details of those gifts? "
Tian Rui finally couldn't help it, and her emotions erupted like a flash flood.
She interrupted Qiong Qiong's words loudly and asked back: "What about you
Don't you have any empathy? "
Qiong stopped talking.
Tian Rui broke down and continued: "I don't want to investigate this matter anymore, let it end, even if I beg you.
I don't want to know about my mom's past, not at all! You don't have to prove to me how bad my family is, and even ask me to provide you with so-called evidence.
Are you enough
Do you think this is ridiculous
! "
He Jueyun has no interest in bullying a little girl, but his evaluation of Qiong Cang's "innocence" is too much recognition.
Several policemen who were working around stopped working together and looked at the two who were arguing.
They winked at each other, but didn't know how to smooth things out.
Qiong Cang said amusingly: "Empathy?"
Tian Rui stood up and said excitedly, "What's so funny about this
Do you know how it feels when your loving parents leave you one after another
I am already very tired.
I hope they are perfect in my mind at least, and that's okay too! "
"I really don't know."
Qiong Cang said coldly, "When I learned to analyze emotions, they were long gone."
Tian Rui's chest rose and fell violently, and he let out two dry laughs: "You have never experienced it before, you are better than me.
At least you don't have to be so sad. "
"I don't know what you're talking about."
The firmament passed through the wooden cabinet and stood face to face with Tian Rui.
She had a gloomy expression on her face, and her gaze fell directly on Tian Rui, as if to bury her.
"Yes, I haven't experienced any loving parents, but how do you know the pain you haven't had
If you want to escape, you can regret it, you can pretend you don't know anything, let so many people around you comfort you, and wait for them to give you results.
Do you think that everyone can be like you, without facing the world soberly, and living well as usual
Little sister, if you are only twelve years old now, I will condone you today, but you are already twenty, and you have passed the age of fearlessness and naivety.
Should I wake up a bit? "
Qionggong pointed to the police officer next to him and said, "Do you think that these people without empathy are working overtime here, staying up late, having nightmares, and receiving meager wages, in order to make things difficult for you
Is it to explore the ethical relationship between your parents
Do you know what a duty is
Can your precious empathy, which has not been consumed by reality, influence all the evils in this world and maintain social order
Then why don't you use your empathy to save Fan Huai
Have you decided to abandon your alliance now? "
Tian Rui swallowed hard, squatted on the ground with her head in her arms, and covered her ears.
Qiongcang raised his chin and looked at her with half-closed eyes, walking slowly but approaching her irresistibly.
"I tell you, when I was your age, I was taken to the police station for questioning over and over again because a student killed someone.
Your empathy doesn't work for me, there's no way I can just sit back and watch as more and more people die, then let the killer come up to me, point my nose and tell me, look ! They died because of you! What kind of empathy is this
It's called selfishness. "
Tian Rui's thin back trembled.
The black toe of the firmament was less than twenty centimeters away from her.
The cold and hard words smashed down one by one.
"Yes or no
answer me. "
Tian Rui's breathing was disordered, biting her lip, her inner stubbornness and various emotions kept colliding and fighting, and she never dared to look up at the sky.
"Everything was burned. She said she didn't want to see things and think about people."
She closed her eyes tightly and sobbed, her voice muffled, "...I kept one secretly, and I clipped it in my elementary school's Chinese textbook..."
He Jueyun was the first to react, and rushed to the utility room immediately, and dug out Tian Rui's elementary school textbooks from the boxes stacked on the wall.
He Chuanzhou followed and accompany him to search.
Soon, a cardboard fell from the pages.
"it is this!"
It was a pink card with a short poem written in black ink, unsigned.
Tian Rui drew a few strokes in the corner, and added a few hearts, with her careful thoughts.
The content of this modern poem is gentle and euphemistic, not a straightforward love poem.
If it wasn't for Tian Rui's accidental leak, even if they saw it with their own eyes, they wouldn't connect it with other things.
In order to investigate this case, He Chuanzhou had studied all the evidence, and of course he had read Tian Zhaohua's handwriting.
Roughly judged, this cardboard should not be written by the same person, because the strokes of the pen are very different.
"It's a pen."
Although He Chuanzhou's tone was calm, her uncontrollable lips still revealed her excitement, "There are not many people who can write with a pen now, and this person has obvious traces of training.
Maybe people in the relevant professions can recognize it. "
The airtight pressure has been shrouded in everyone for several months, and at this time, I finally saw a glimpse of the sky, and there was a sense of relief in an instant.
Several police officers who could not hold their breath almost cried out.
He Chuanzhou nodded towards the sky, carefully put the card into the evidence bag, and handed it over to the technical investigator on the side.
Qiongcang squatted down, patted Tian Rui's back lightly, and praised, "Nice job."