After setting up a stall on Tianqiao, the metaphysics boss made her money like crazy

For a few game consoles, his wife neglected him, and didn't get tired of him.

She just threw the game console back, and she lost her temper.

Yan Tingzhou's old face was a bit unbearable, he coughed lightly, and knocked on the door, "Honey, I accidentally locked it, please help me open the door."

Yan Qing's thin lips curled slightly, carrying the milk, and went into the kitchen.

Seeing that there was no one downstairs, Yan Tingzhou showed his true colors and threatened, "If you don't open the door again, your projector will be dismantled for you tomorrow!"

With a "click", the door opened.

The old and shameless Yan Tingzhou tidied up his clothes, and walked into the room gracefully, but was attacked head-on by a pillow, which hit his old face directly.

That night, Madam Yan didn't even let him touch the corner of her clothes.

...

The moment Yan Qing pushed away from the room after drinking the milk, the figure beside the bed made her forehead twitch.

The middle-aged female ghost in a red jacket and black pants was standing by her bed at this moment.

Yan Qing: "..." Day after day, endless?
She sighed silently, sat down on the tatami next to her, looked at the woman, "What's the matter?"

The woman was silent for a moment, as if she was thinking about how to speak.

After a while, Yan Qing was ready to go to bed, when the woman said, "Are you from No. [-] Middle School?"

Yan Qing yawned, "Yes, I also know that you are Teacher Wei Dong from No. [-] Middle School, and your son Xie Kai is currently in the police station. You should be looking for me because of your son."

"Teacher Wei, tell me, you want to see your son, or you want to see the police. It's getting dark, so let's go straight and don't go around the bush."

Yan Qing's eyes were full of tiredness, wanting to sleep.

She probably guessed that Wei Dong would ask herself to help with the topic of the same school, and if it was normal, she would wait for the other party to finish speaking slowly.

And maybe some emotional phrasing.

But at this moment, she started to feel sleepy and just wanted to catch up with the process.

Wei Dong was stunned for a moment, and after listening to Yan Qing's long passage, he was a bit stuck in what he had planned to say.

Yan Qing: "Huh?"

Wei Dong pursed his lips, his blood-stained face could not be seen clearly, "I want to see my son."

Yan Qing yawned again, "It's night now, and I can't see you again. I'll ask someone from the police station tomorrow."

"I mean, I'm going to meet and talk to my son."

Not just to meet.

Yan Qing frowned, "Then we have to ask Xie Kai's wishes."

After all, it was Xie Kai who killed Wei Dong, and no one knew whether he wanted to see Wei Dong or not.

What if it drives people crazy?
Recently she's bored and has nothing to do. She can help Wei Dong, but she can't do bad things to living people.

Wei Dong's voice was cold, "He is my son, why won't he see me?"

But there is a sense of self-confidence, in the self-confidence, but also with disappointment.

It was a mother who was completely disappointed in her son, whom she had always considered excellent.

Yan Qing: "Then why did he kill you?"

Wei Dong's lips were tightly pressed together, this was exactly what she couldn't figure out, how could such an excellent son of hers kill someone.

How could the son she had educated all her life be against herself.

Seeing that she was silent, Yan Qing didn't bother to ask any more, "I'm going to sleep, we can talk about everything tomorrow, Mr. Wei, come here at your convenience."

With that said, he took off his coat, climbed into bed and fell asleep.

Wei Dong frowned, "How can you talk to the elders like this?"

Yan Qing silently pulled up his quilt, covered his head, and said in a muffled voice from inside the quilt, "Mr. Wei, I'm not your student, let alone your son, and I don't listen to strangers. teaching."

"I'm sure I'm the only one who can help you in a hundred miles. I believe you are so smart that you can understand what I mean."

Yan Qing: I just want to sleep well.

Wei Dong: This is a blatant threat.

Wei Dong stopped talking, looked at Yan Qing, and shook his head, young people nowadays are not as good as before.

These parents are also becoming less and less able to teach their children. Be a good child and teach them like this.

...

The next day, Yan Qing didn't get up until nearly noon, and Yan Xiuwen had already left the house.

When Yan Qing walked out of the room, he conveniently pasted a yellow talisman on his door.

While eating lunch, Wei Dong stood behind Yan Qing all the time, and when he saw that she ate more vegetables and less meat, he frowned, "At your age, you shouldn't pick things up, and nutrition can be balanced. "

After hearing this, Yan Qing turned to look at her, "Thank you, Teacher Wei, for reminding me."

After a while, Wei Dong asked, "Why are we going to see my son?"

"I'll ask now." Yan Qing took out his mobile phone, sent a message to Yan Xiuwen, and asked Yan Xiuwen's opinion.

For Yan Xiuwen's case, if he refuses, then Wei Dong will naturally not be able to see Xie Kai.

Always ask Yan Xiuwen for his opinion.

After a while, Yan Xiuwen replied: You can come to the police station, let Wei Dong see Xie Kai, but don't let Xie Kai see Wei Dong.

Yan Qing didn't ask why, Yan Xiuwen wouldn't make a decision for no reason.

When they arrived at the police station, Yan Xiuwen was interrogating Xie Kai.

The 23-year-old Xie Kai appeared to be very calm, and confessed to all the questions asked by the police about the murder.

Only when he asked about her mother and some details, his mental state began to have some problems.

Officer Xiao Zhang frowned, "According to the forensic examination, you slammed the deceased's face with a heavy object, causing the death of the deceased. We found this pair of dumbbells in your home, and detected the deceased's DNA from it."

"Xie Kai, why do you want to destroy the appearance of the deceased?"

It was clearly fatal several times, but Xie Kai smashed Wei Dong's face and facial features into a bloody mess.

Xie Kai sneered, "Kill them all, what's the point of asking these?"

"I killed people, there is nothing to say."

"Have you ever had an argument with your mother?"

Xie Kai pursed his lips, and his voice became extremely calm, "No."

"You hate your mother?"

"No."

At this time, in the monitoring room on the other side of the interrogation room, Yan Qing and Wei Dong were both in this small dark room, watching the scene on the monitor.

At this time, Yan Xiuwen entered the interrogation room with a few notebooks, sat down beside Xiao Zhang, and spread the notebooks out.

"We found several diaries in your home, which were written by you, from elementary school, junior high school, high school to university."

"In the diary, there is a famous saying that appears repeatedly, do you remember what it is?"

Xie Kai's eyes dimmed, I come, I see, I conquer.

He didn't say it.

But he suddenly smiled, and looked at Yan Xiuwen, "Officer, I killed the man, just convict him."

Xiao Zhang has been with Yan Xiuwen for so long, and this is the first time he has met a murderer who is so eager to be convicted.

Yan Xiuwen ignored his words, flipped through the diary with his fingertips, and finally stopped on a page, and asked slowly: "In the diary, it can be seen that your mother has been strict with you for a long time, and strives to train you to be an excellent student." ..."

"But you don't seem to think so."