Live From The Murder Scene

He Jueyun was so upright that he almost carved a "I am a good person" mark on his forehead. But is it a bit too much to let him go out to deal with the victim's family?

He is not taking the line of a public servant of the people, he is just a ruthless capitalist.

He Jueyun looked back and looked back, and the two unkind women waved at him unwillingly, urging him to go up quickly. After he was abducted on a thief ship, he did not even provide after-sales service. That is to say, he has a good temper, otherwise he will definitely carry the burden and leave.

He Jueyun took a breath and raised his hand to knock on the wooden door in front of him.

He struck as much as possible rhythm and gentle, to show his polite visit.

However, the people inside could not feel his kindness. When he regularly rang the sixth sound, Da Da footsteps rushed over and roughly opened the security door.

Before He Jueyun could speak, the middle-aged man inside spouted into his face: "Why are you here again? I say you! Are you still the police? Are you still the police? You are more shameless than gangsters! So I’m going to the Public Security Bureau to lodge a complaint against you! Force Laidou all day long. If you have the time to catch the killer, don’t always harass us ordinary citizens! You are really sick!"

He Jueyun was scolded bitterly, feeling that his face was covered with saliva, and he felt wronged but had nowhere to say. He secretly said that the price of listening to the sky calling "Brother" is really too great, and he meditated in his heart, suppressing the domineering aura of President He.

...Just as a sacrifice, and will be returned later.

"Hello, we……"

The man didn't pay attention to him at all, and he was refreshed when he finished cursing. The next action was to close the door. He Jueyun took a step faster and broke the door panel with his hand.

"What are you doing?!" The man yelled sharply, and the sound shook his stomach in the empty hallway. He cried: "Let go! Right now!"

Qiu Cang and He Chuanzhou stood arm in arm and shoulder to shoulder, standing in the stairwell, watching this war between two men.

He Jueyun had no hope for the two of them. Undoubtedly, his powerful arms pulled the door panel out an inch, and said, "Sir, please calm down. It is a citizen's duty to cooperate with the investigation."

Seeing that the man couldn't fight it, he simply let go of his hand and asked for his mobile phone in his autumn clothes: "How many times do you want us to cooperate? Repay the obligation? You call harassment! I will complain now!"

He Jueyun said calmly: "If you don't want us to come to you every day to ask for cooperation, then cooperate with us for the last time. This is the last time."

The man put down the phone and pointed at him fiercely: "Okay, this is the last time, you said it yourself! I'll get the key. If you regret it again, I will find a reporter and your leader, and I will complain to you!"

"You don't need to find the key." He Jueyun said, "We are not here this time to search Mei Shiyong's house. We are here to find Tian Wenmian."

Tian Wenmian, the son of Mei Shiyong, is in the sixth grade of elementary school this year.

The man had just walked out of the hallway, and turned around when he heard the words, staring at them with complex expressions.

He Jueyun said: "We have two words to ask him."

"What do you want to do?" The man said guardedly, "He is still a child! His mother is gone and can't stand your stimulation. If you can't ask me, you have to ask him?"

He Jueyun pointed to himself, then pointed to the two women behind who had been the background boards, and asked, "Which one of us do you think will stimulate him? Everyone wants to solve the problem. No one really is. You deliberately cause trouble because you are idle, right?"

The man hesitated, with obvious reluctance on his face. Perhaps it is really meaningless to stay in such a stalemate. After some consideration, he still bluntly compromised: "Come in."

During this period of time, there was a lot of noise on the Internet, and Tian Wenmian temporarily switched from living in school to day school in order to reduce the influence of external public opinion on him and at the same time allow him to adapt to his new family as soon as possible.

The man knocked on the door of the small room in the past. Not long after, a half-old boy slowly walked out of the room.

Tian Wenmian is actually not familiar with his uncle, but after his mother's death, he has nowhere to go and can only follow.

Suddenly encountering the tragedy of the death of a loved one, Tian Wenmian grew up a lot in a short time. He looked at the children of the same age who matured a lot earlier. He walked to the living room and stood there, with a pair of white eyes open, looking coldly at San. people.

He Jueyun asked him to sit on the sofa, and Tian Wenmian walked over in a sophisticated manner and chose a position without saying a word or resisting.

The man followed, separated between the two, blocking most of He Jueyun's sight with his sturdy body, as if he were a dangerous enemy.

Today, when social media is highly developed, the thirteen-year-old boy already knows a lot, not to mention Tian Wenmian is very smart at first glance.

He Jueyun thought about several implicit beginnings, and wanted to communicate with him step by step. After a few words of greeting, he was interrupted mercilessly by Tian Wenmian.

"Just ask what you want to ask, don't waste my time."

The firmament sitting on the other side of the sofa and He Chuanzhou nodded in agreement.

He Jueyun said in a huff: "...Would you like to come?"

He Chuanzhou said politely: "You come, you come."

He Jueyun simply gave up the routine and asked bluntly: "Did your mother leave you anything special? The old one has a history of more than ten years."

Tian Wenmian said blankly: "No."

Qiu Cang suddenly interjected: "He has."

Tian Wenmian rolled his eyes and floated towards her. The firmament intersected his eyes, curled his lips and smiled. However, Tian Wenmian didn't appreciate it, and turned back indifferently.

The man was dissatisfied and said: "What's wrong? You have your own answers when you ask? If you don't believe it, don't ask, is this bluffing?"

The firmament got up in a big motion, and under the intent of the man's gaze, he went to the drinking fountain to receive two glasses of water. He handed a cup to He Jueyun, and another cup to He Chuanzhou.

She sat down on the sofa again, put one hand on her knees, and said lazily: "Go on, don't care about me."

The calm and smooth movements made the male host stunned.

"No, what on earth are you here for?"

The sky said innocently: "It's just a glass of water, don't you mind?"

Asking her to interrupt, the man forgot what he was trying to say and gave up angrily.

He Jueyun bent down so that he could see Tian Wenmian over the man. He continued to ask, "Where did you put things?"

Tian Wenmian's childish face looked a little stiff.

The firmament answered again: "He is thinking how to lie to you."

Tian Wenmian glared displeasedly.

The firmament chuckled softly: "He is becoming angry from embarrassment."

He Jueyun felt a headache, but he didn't know which of the two children caused him more headache.

"Big brother, please don't talk yet, can you?"

The firmament spread its hands indifferently and temporarily withdrew from the battlefield.

He Jueyun asked again: "Where did you put things? Do you know what it is, right? It is very important. Your mother's willingness to keep it for so long means that she also hopes to tell the truth one day. You shouldn't Let him down."

Tian Wenmian had a gloomy face. Seeing that he didn't want to answer, the man was ready to interrupt, and then heard Tian Wenmian spit out two words clearly: "Burned."

Everyone present was surprised.

He Jueyun's expression became extremely unnatural: "Burned?"

Tian Wenmian nodded calmly, keeping his eyes straight, and said, "It burned with my mother's ashes. Why do you keep that kind of thing?"

He Jueyun had to stand up and said solemnly: "Are you serious? Do you know how many people's destiny can be determined by the few words you understate now? Tian Wenmian, you are not young anymore, I hope you think clearly before speaking ."

Tian Wenmian clenched his fingers tightly, put them on his knees, and said with a sharp glance: "I hope you will stop focusing on these meaningless things."

He Jueyun listened to his voice change and asked, "Something meaningless?"

Tian Wenmian seemed to have rehearsed many times, saying, "The dead are dead, and the prisoners are already sitting, but the murderer has not been found. What the police should do best, Isn’t it looking for the murderer? Instead of tracing the deceased’s past and responsibilities. All I know is that my mother didn’t kill anyone.”

He Jueyun was so mad at the child's self-righteous attitude that he couldn't say anything to refute for a while.

The firmament put down the water glass and chuckled: "You think that if you don't show evidence, the police can't close the case, and Sanyao can't make and publish the game plot, no one knows what your mother did? Naive."

Tian Wenmian keenly looked towards the sky, his body tightened.

The man's gaze has been wandering among several people, and he heard the sky open, feeling a dense layer of goose bumps behind him.

He stood sideways to protect Tian Wenmian, a little afraid of the sky, and said, "What do you want to do?"

"I didn't want to do anything, I was just thinking about a problem." The firmament's voice made people feel unpleasant, and every word connected together was not so nice.

"Does the primary school students now like to be cynical? This is the only way to appear sober and especially useful. Do you think that with your more than ten years of life experience, you can direct social elites several times older than you to do things?"

"Wait a minute, wait a minute!" The man knew that the direction of this matter was no longer right, and it seems that they are at a loss. He patrolled among the three of them. He probably felt that the firmament was in charge of things and was the worst-tempered. He stepped forward to hold her and said, "Come with me."

Qiuqiang got up and followed him to the outside balcony.

The man pulled up all the glass doors and curtains to confirm that the people in the living room could not hear their conversation, and then said with a low voice: "This...comrade, I know it is not easy for you, but this kid is not easy for him."

The man took the cigarette out of his pocket, squeezing it tightly, and wanted to pass it to the sky.

Firmament: "I don't smoke."

"Don't smoke..." The man pushed the end of the cigarette back again and raised his head and said, "Comrade, don't talk to children like this...He is still young and ignorant."

Qiu Cang smiled: "Do you know what is the most annoying sentence in my life?"

The man's hand holding the cigarette case stopped in the air.

"It's ‘he’s still young and ignorant.’."

Qiancang's face instantly became gloomy. There is no need to pretend to be kind to this adult man.

"He is not sensible yet, so he wasted the police force of the entire criminal police detachment, watching them go round and round without making a sound. He is not sensible yet, so he can take the sacrifices of others for granted for his mother's reputation. Just like his mother, Because I was still young, I selfishly went to destroy other people’s families and unscrupulously achieved my own goals..."

The man guessed what she was going to say, his face faded, and at the same time a wave of shame and embarrassment rose up, he reprimanded: "Don't say it anymore!"

The firmament paused, and continued ruthlessly: "Because she was ignorant at the time, she indirectly forced Tian Zhaohua to death. Later, because she was ignorant, she framed an innocent person. This resulted in the death of Fan Huai's family of four. Three. After carrying so many lives, she is still a good mother with peace of mind. More than ten years later, her ignorant son once again hides evidence and wants Fan Huai to plead guilty to his mother. . These are all because their mother and child are ignorant. Why, the world owes them? Have to make sacrifices willingly for them? You are his uncle, you only let us understand him, but you don’t teach him what is the most basic Morality, what kind of person do you want him to be?"

The man glanced nervously at the door, gritted his teeth and reprimanded: "I told you not to say it!"

Qiu Cang sneered: "This matter was wrong from the beginning. Do you have to use this kind of mistake to create another mistake? Tian Wenmian is already thirteen years old. He knows exactly what he is doing and what it will cause. As a result, he just doesn't know what kind of harm this result will cause. You should tell him, not avoid it. Avoidance is not protection. You are trampling his perception of this society."

The man became angry and shouted at the sky, "Which police station are you? Show me your ID! My nephew is a minor, do you understand that a minor? You can't do this to him!"

The firmament ignored him, waved his hand, and pushed the door straight in. However, instead of going back to the living room, she hurried to the room where Tian Wenmian lived in the back.

Tian Wenmian saw it, stood up, and ran over to stop her. The man behind also panicked and quickened his pace to catch up.

However, both of them took a step slower, and the door overlapped in front of them and locked from the inside.

"Open the door! What do you want to do!"

The man grasped the doorknob and pushed it up and down, and at the same time he banged on the door panel, but it was useless. He was furious, and grabbed He Jueyun, who was approaching, and asked: "What's the matter with you? You still broke into the house without authorization. You know it's illegal? You are the police, too! Let her come out quickly."

He Jueyun quickly agreed to "good, good," and squeezed him away to occupy the doorway. Then he knocked on the door without seriousness, calling out: "The firmament, come out quickly, people are going to sue you, you are Do you know about breaking the law? What is breaking the law?"

The man found out that the three of them were embarrassed, and felt ridiculous in his anger: "What do you mean? Open the door to me! Are you police? It's lawless!"

"Sorry, she is not a policeman, she is our consultant. This person is not a policeman, he is Sanyao's staff. When you opened the door, we didn't have time to make it clear." He Chuanzhou took out his documents in a hurry. , Show it to a man, "But I am. It is very convenient for you to find me, but it may not be very convenient for you to find my superiors. The elderly have been meeting and arranging jobs everywhere. He can't control non-criminal cases."

The man glanced and found that the position of this person was not small, so he became even more angry. There is a feeling of being oppressed by power.

However, He Chuanzhou’s attitude is friendly, and in any case it has nothing to do with "violent law enforcement". She took the man to the side and said comfortingly: "But you can rest assured that people are the ones I brought. ."

She put the ID back, and took out the phone from her pocket.

When the man saw it, he believed it and thought she was going to call a colleague to help.

He Chuanzhou flipped his cell phone for a while, walked to the door, and solemnly said: "Sky, we must abide by laws and disciplines. Our public security organs have strict procedures and regulations. They are clearly stipulated by the ministerial meeting of the Ministry of Public Security. But you are not our insider, so I'll read the Criminal Law to you first, and you can consider it yourself."

"Oh, by the way, I want to remind you that illegally obtained evidence will not be used by the court. For example, stealing, robbing, forgery, fraud, etc., will not work... What are you doing in it? You heard me Yet?"

Seeing that they had been stirring the muddy water, Tian Wenmian was anxious, kicked the door from the gap, and cried out frantically: "Come out! Don't move my things! Come out!"

The next second, the door was really opened from inside. The firmament's face was covered with a layer of frost, standing at the door.

The shouts of several people stopped abruptly, and they fixedly looked at her.

The firmament raised his hand, and what he held was a notepad. Tian Wenmian rushed forward and took it into his arms.

"'To my dear mother'." The sky breathed softly, "'I locked the gift my father gave to my mother in a small birthday box. Then I know you will still be by my side.' It is a pity, very Sorry, that's not the letter of love your dad gave to your mom. I know you didn't lose it. Take it out."

Tian Wenmian's face was bloodless, and he bit his lips.

The firmament pondered for a moment and made an idea: "That's it, you take out the things, and I will tell you who is the murderer of your mother."

Tian Wenmian looked up suddenly and looked at her suspiciously.

"You don't have to look at me like this, I really know. I have seen a murderer." The sky curled up his lips and said bewildered, "Do you want to continue to conceal this matter or kill the murderer of your father and mother." Find them out and choose yourself. Which is more important, do you think?"

He Chuanzhou yelled disapprovingly: "The firmament."

The sky certainly said: "The police can't catch her. If you want to know, there is only one chance."

Tian Wenmian took a deep breath. After a battle between heaven and man, he was still no match for the conditions in the words of the sky, and tentatively said: "Really?"

"Really." Skyspace stretched out his hand, "What about things? You are willing to take the initiative to hand over to the police."

The man pressed Tian Wenmian's shoulder and whispered: "You...how can you do this?"

Tian Wenmian took a deep look at the sky, made a decision, slipped through the group of people, and entered the room. Then turned out a blue-coated metal box from under the bed.

He carefully lifted the lid, took out a pen from the inside, held it in his hand with a complex expression, stroked it one last time, and handed it to them decisively.

He Chuanzhou didn't care whether the sky's negotiation method was reasonable, put on his gloves, and took the things over first.

"What is this?"

Pink, something slightly wider than a finger. Because of the age, a circle of plastic used for decoration on the side has cracked, and the outer metal has begun to rust. She twisted it and saw some electronic components in the gap.

"It's a recording pen!" He Chuanzhou's heart was shocked, and at the same time he saw the initials of the deceased's name on the pen.

She hurriedly packed the things into the bag and told He Jueyun: "I will send it to retrieve the audio immediately. He Jueyun, look at the sky!"

He Jueyun exclaimed in surprise: "Do you think I can see her?!" Are you wrong?

He Chuanzhou had already ran to the stairwell and yelled: "Anyway, our public security team didn't disclose any news to her!"

Tian Wenmian thought they were going back, grabbing the corner of the sky, and screaming: "You will tell me if you say it!"

"Yes, I'll tell you." Qiu Cang lowered his head, breaking his fingers one by one, "Stand well, I hope you will be more mature and accept."

Tian Wenmian took a step back, stubbornly stubbornly like a calf, "Say!"

The firmament was silent for a long while, and it was already unusually calm when he spoke.

"Fan An, Fan Huai's sister. Because her brother was in jail, her husband suffered long-term abuse and domestic violence, and eventually became unbearable and committed suicide. After her death, her mother also committed suicide. Fan Huai escaped police surveillance and was wanted. "

Tian Wenmian was obviously stunned in place, his face turned pale, and it was difficult to process such complex information.

The man didn't know what to do. He covered his ears with big hands, took him into his arms, and accused him: "You shouldn't tell him!"

The firmament asked: "What you ask does not mean it will disappear, but you won't know who is suffering from harm that does not belong to her. I don't tell him, do you think he doesn't understand? He can be naive and happy? No, he wants to hate the man who killed her mother all his life. He wants to hate the incompetence of the police and the ruthlessness of the society. Is this kind of deception well-intentioned?"

The firmament lowered his head and said to Tian Wenmian: "Of course, you can still choose to hate now, but you should at least know where the wrong starting point is. Don't say anything, the past has passed, and it is meaningless to trace the truth. . To be too selfish is terrible. What do you think we are doing? What we are pursuing is how to end it."

No one knows where it started, but it has spread multiple pivots and tragedies. Without the truth, all the grievances will not be subdued, and all the victims will not stop.

Only when we clearly recognize and face this cruelty can it come to an end.

Qiuchang adjusted the collar: "Thank you for your cooperation, I will go now."

He Jueyun heard the words like an amnesty.

He even wanted to fire a salute.

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500 red envelopes~

It’s not over until Chapter 120, don’t worry