Live From The Murder Scene

As the sky fell, there was a dead silence in the toilet. The two faces in the mirror seemed to be covered with frost, terribly cold.

This case was originally convoluted. After months of sleepless efforts, everyone in the detachment finally caught a little clue from the cracks. As a result, they had not found half of the melon along the vine, and there were signs of overthrow. . Whoever knows, the mood will not be good.

He Chuanzhou is under great pressure, and her leadership is under even greater pressure. Speculation cannot be used as evidence to support it, and if they go back and forth like this, their efforts are likely to be wasted.

He Chuanzhou didn't know what Qiu Cang learned in the dialogue with Ms. Xue, but this time, she did not fully agree with Qiu Cang's idea.

Just like "Ding Xihua", he is also a person who relies on disguise to integrate into society, and the disguise is not perfect. Isn't there still a girl who is crazy about him and is willing to give his life?

Feelings are sometimes not necessarily in line with secular principles. You can't use logic to reason about it with certainty, because it makes people confused.

He Chuanzhou looked at the sky with inquiring eyes. The latter seemed to be unaware. He just bowed his head thoughtfully, tidying up his wet sleeves.

In the previous investigation process, various confusing messages have also appeared, and the firmament has always been firm in his guess. Why did she so neatly overthrow Li Lingsong's suspicion this time?

After a while, He Chuanzhou asked, "What's wrong with you?"

The firmament raised his head and said unknownly, "What's wrong with me?"

He Chuanzhou said: "You seem to be very anxious."

A hint of surprise flashed across Qiun's face, and he subconsciously turned sideways to avoid He Chuanzhou's gaze.

She didn't know if she thought too much. While in the ward, a terrifying thought came to her mind. Because chatting with Ms. Xue was relatively easy, the idea was not strong, and she quickly pressed it down.

When it met Li Zhanyuan at the door, it jumped out again, very strongly.

Why did the other party use her as a test target? Since when did you start staring at her?

Do you regard her as a rival in a boring life, or as a continuation of a goal?

Was it when she discovered her special talent? Or earlier.

The corners of the lips of the firmament collapsed stiffly into a straight line. She opened her mouth slightly, relaxed the muscles on her face, and let out a sigh of air.

Tiancang's father died in a car accident, and his mother had a mental breakdown and then killed herself. The deaths of the two of them were just accidents in the past, but now it is impossible to determine whether there are more coincidences hidden behind those so-called accidents.

The firmament couldn't help but want to ask himself—is it? Is that so?

Li Lingsong appeared in her life so early, he knew and knew his parents. Was it that her life was unusual from the beginning? She is just a slower insider than Ding Xihua.

A passerby pushed the door into the toilet, and as soon as he took a step, he was shocked by the lifeless atmosphere inside, thinking that he had ran into some extraordinary confrontation scene. She paused for a moment, wondering whether to overcome her fears or her psychological needs.

Finally, the poor passerby wrinkled his face and quietly ran past the wall and entered the pit inside.

He Chuanzhou nodded his chin towards the sky, motioned to the outside and said that this is not suitable.

The two went out of the toilet door one after another and followed the safe passage of the hospital to the parking lot.

The firmament fell behind He Chuanzhou not far away. Team He did not look back, nor did they press any questions, and the two of them came to the front of the vehicle all the way tacitly.

When He Chuanzhou pulled the car door and was about to enter, Qiu Cang finished his thoughts and spoke softly: "I didn't mean that this matter has nothing to do with Li Lingsong. I mean, I wrote a love letter to Han Xiao and had an affair with her. People, maybe not Li Lingsong."

He Chuanzhou raised his eyelids and nodded.

The clues to the case overlap too much on Li Lingsong, but there are some discrepancies in the character profiles. Even if he is not the mastermind, he is also a key figure. Their direction is correct, but the way forward is still unclear.

The interior of the car was too hot from the sun, He Chuanzhou lowered the window and turned on the air conditioner. She waited for the sky to get into the front row of the car, and then slowly asked, "Do you think we made a mistake, or is there more than one person targeted."

The firmament slowly fastened the seat belt, shook his head and said, "I don't know. But I think it shouldn't be all wrong."

He Chuanzhou said: "Then tell me what you were thinking."

The firmament's breath gradually sinked, pondering several times, and finally only said: "I'm thinking, did I miss any important information."

When Qi Kexu's accident happened, the sky was still too small, only knowing that her spirit became more and more abnormal, not knowing who she met and what she did when she went out.

After Qi Kexu passed away, most of the things at home were taken away because of their old age. A few photos, a medal of the police force, and some old clothes and books used by the two were left.

The firmament never turns over those things, they still remain in the firmament's old house.

He Chuanzhou saw her look gloomy and evasive. He was about to speak when the cell phone ringing abruptly rang. She took a look and saw that the caller was Xie Qimeng, so she turned on the speakerphone.

"Xiao Xie."

"Team He." Xie Qimeng gasped hard, as if he was climbing the stairs. He quickly reported, "We searched Mei Shiyong's house, but nothing was found. After leaving Tian Zhaohua, she had moved two At the second home, most of the items were discarded. We have no clear search target. We can only be like a headless fly."

The sky followed the sound and looked at the screen.

Xie Qimeng continued: "We found a colleague to investigate Mei Shiyong's chat records. After the initial screening, nothing was found. Her family members were already very dissatisfied and kept urging us to leave."

He Chuanzhou said "Um": "You can let everyone withdraw first. I will send you a location, and you will come first."

Half an hour later, Xie Qimeng followed the prompts and parked the car next to them. Fortunately, the traffic in the city center during this time period is smooth and there is no traffic jam.

The young man poked his head out of the car window, saw the sky in the parking lot next door, and called out her name in surprise.

"The firmament? Why are you here?"

"We came to see Li Lingsong's ex-wife and ran into it along the way." He Chuanzhou crossed the firmament position and called to Xie Qimeng, "Come here."

Xie Qimeng took a document from the passenger seat, and then came to them.

He handed the bag of documents through the gap between the seats and said, "Nothing useful was found. There are only a few copies of documents from more than ten years ago. I don't know if it will be useful. We will copy them first."

He Chuanzhou opened it and rummaged it hastily, and found that it was really useless, at least not related to the case they wanted to know.

The firmament observed the youth in the back seat through the rearview mirror. After a period of time, Xie Qimeng's change was quite big. He shaved his hair short, leaving only a layer of ballast. The skin has become rougher, and the temperament has calmed down, no longer resembling a startled, childish young man.

Xie Qimeng realized that she was looking at herself, a little embarrassed, and moved to the side calmly, trying to push herself into the corner.

He Chuanzhou noticed his little movement and screamed: "Xiao Xie."

"Eh." Xie Qimeng immediately sat in the middle again, approaching the front row, waiting for He Chuanzhou's instructions.

He Chuanzhou handed the things back casually: "Return it to you."

Xie Qimeng took the file and asked carefully: "Is it nothing?"

"It's a bit of gain." He Chuanzhou lowered his head and wrote a note on the mobile phone memo. "We should not limit the direction of the investigation to one person."

Xie Qimeng's face changed drastically, and his eyes widened and said: "That can still be a team? Li Lingsong... so many students!"

He Chuanzhou looked like "You really dare to think" and glanced in the rearview mirror: "That's not as scary as you guessed it." The scale is so big, it has long since become a big one.

The firmament also tilted its head towards the back seat.

She was wrong. Xie Qimeng's surprise remained unchanged.

Xie Qimeng showed embarrassment, then gave up the last struggle and calmly accepted his stupid reality in front of the sky. He changed the subject and said, "Actually, I also know Li Lingsong."

He Chuanzhou didn't care much: "Qi... well, I should have seen it back then. Moreover, when Li Lingsong was young, he was half of the system, and he had dealings with many people in the police station."

Xie Qimeng hesitated, and snorted: "I mean, my mother looked for him back then."

He Chuanzhou paused in his hand.

Xie Qimeng opened his mouth, and there was nothing to hide behind. He said: "My dad said that my mother was not in a good state of mind and did not want to go to the doctor for fear of being talked about. So my dad introduced her to Professor Li. Among Li Lingsong's students, many of them were regular He worked in the psychiatric department of a large hospital. He helped lead the line, prescribed medicine to my mother and treated it, and then he gradually recovered."

He Chuanzhou asked: "When?"

"It was during the time when the firmament lived in our house. My mother was pregnant and stressed. At the beginning, because she was pregnant and her symptoms were not serious, the doctor did not recommend prescribing medication..." Xie Qimeng said while looking at them. I think other people are pretty good. Thinking about it now, isn't it a bit strange?"

It seems that many things are like this. Once you have doubts, you will feel that everything is wrong.

Li Lingsong's face is now covered with the words "unclean".

He Chuanzhou silently lipped into the sky: What do you think?

The firmament shook his head: Who knows?

Xie Qimeng was very dissatisfied with her dumb riddles, and couldn't help asking: "What are you talking about?"

He Chuanzhou evasively said: "It's nothing, you can get off the car. I'll take the sky home first. The meeting room will meet on time at five o'clock. You will inform the group."

Xie Qimeng responded with regret and opened the door to go out.

According to He Chuanzhou's words, Qiu Cang sent to the gate of the community. The two of them chatted one after another on the way. Qiu Cang recounted the conversation with Ms. Xue in the ward, and made a simple analysis of Li Lingsong accordingly. , He Chuanzhou nodded and agreed.

When the two were about to part, He Chuanzhou stopped her.

The firmament stood outside the car, leaning down to listen to her.

He Chuanzhou looked at her from below with sharp and energetic eyes, phrasing for a long time, and finally said solemnly: "If you have anything, remember to tell me. I won't force you, but I hope you can believe me."

Qiu Cang closed his eyes halfway, took a deep breath, and then whispered: "Help me check my father, Li Lingsong, and Li Zhanyuan's relationship."

He Chuanzhou's eyebrows jumped in surprise, and he kept calm and said, "I see."

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