Live From The Murder Scene

Without a word, He Jueyun took the key and went out with the sky.

With its headlights on, the silver car pierced the quiet night and galloped on the road.

In the city near midnight, the high-rise buildings are still shining with lights, and the colorful lights connect into a prosperous scene, reflecting the dim stars in the sky.

He Jueyun released a hand to adjust the angle of the rear-view mirror, turning his eyes, carefully observing the situation in the sky.

The firmament was a little distracted at first, seeming to be meditating, and then that contemplation slowly turned into drowsy, and after a while, she leaned against the seat and snored lightly.

He Jueyun couldn't laugh or cry, and took the initiative to slow down. It took nearly an hour to finally cross half of the city and return the sky to his original residence.

He had just stopped the car and before he could call people, the sky had opened his eyes. She raised her hand and pressed her forehead, her eyes quickly recovered, and she opened the door and went out.

The firmament of this place has not returned for a long time. After resigning, her scope of activities has been around the city, but occasionally comes back to get some things that need to be used.

Before moving, she pulled a few pieces of cloth to cover the furniture, but didn't tidy up the rest. So when she opened the door of the old room, the smell of humidity floated out of the air mixed with dust.

The firmament went in in the dark and turned on the switch on the side.

The picture is clear when the light shines. It was clearly a scene she set up by herself, but after a while, she felt strange.

He Jueyun walked into the house and asked, "What are you looking for when you come back?"

The firmament remembered the business and went straight to the small utility room next to the study.

The rusted metal hinge on the side of the wooden door made a suspicious noise with the rough opening of the sky.

The firmament squatted down without hearing it, and picked a plastic storage box from the bottom row of boxes.

She struggled to pull out the box. In the process of moving the objects, the dust rustled up.

This long-suffering situation can definitely not be achieved in a few months. It can be seen that the firmament usually doesn't move this place much.

He Jueyun waved his hand in front of his nose, bent down, watched the sky open the box, and took out a stack of productions from it.

He Jueyun said blankly: "What are these?"

"Greeting cards, postcards, thank-you letters, and school scholarship red envelopes, etc." The sky hung down, his slender fingers carefully sorted out the contents, and the fingertips had been dyed black.

"Qi Kexu rarely received gifts when he was young, so she will keep things from others, no matter whether it is useful or not."

Some of them were given to her by patients, some were sent to her by former classmates, and some were blank postcards issued by the school.

Qi Kexu didn't want to look at it again, and wouldn't use it again, so he put them all in the small warehouse.

The firmament sifted quickly, and when it cut a piece of blue cardboard, the movement stopped.

Qiu Jin's powerful font records a few short poems, the content is not explicit, but the emotion is very rich.

The inscription is a single word "Li".

He Jueyun saw it too, and caught two sentences at first glance:

"...Your eyes are the gorgeous sky that shines in the twilight, and the vast sea with sparkling silver light..."

He got goose bumps instantly, secretly regretting that he didn't have Li Zhanyuan's literary and artistic cells, otherwise he wouldn't have been in the same room with a "pure" relationship of friends...for so long.

What a crime.

The firmament continued to scroll down, and two postcards from "Li" were found in the back.

These cards were randomly mixed among other objects, and it can be seen that Qi Kexu didn't take it seriously, and didn't even take the poem above seriously.

"look."

The sound of the firmament seemed particularly calm in the quiet night, and there was a smell of a clear stream flowing slowly along the smooth stones.

"Qi Kexu is stupid, no matter how much Li Zhanyuan does, she only likes my father alone."

He Jueyun took what she had in hand: "Isn't this great?"

"It's very good." Qiao Cang twitched his mouth, showing an unsightly smile, "It's not good, my father left too early."

He Jueyun didn't know how to comfort him. There is always a sigh of being tricked by fate in life.

The sky buried his head, and finally touched a folded white paper at the bottom of the box.

This time, what was left on it was not a poem, but a fine hand drawing.

A beautiful lady with long hair, her eyes closed, was sleeping in the afterglow of the dusk.

A blanket covering her body has slipped from her chest to her waist. She lay on her side, letting her black straight hair cover half of her face, sleeping soundly.

Behind her, there is a wooden house with a vague style, with lush woods in the distance, and the sky is rendered into a dazzling color.

This superb painting has not received much attention, as can be seen from the fact that it is so crudely pressed on the bottom of the box. After years of poor preservation, the patterns on the paintings are a little fuzzy, and there are many yellow water stains in the middle. I don't know if it is dirty. Especially in the upper left corner, there is still a big gap missing.

He Jueyun leaned his head, carefully identifying every detail in the painting.

He was sure that the woman above was Qi Kexu, and the quiet and beautiful atmosphere revealed in the painting showed the painter's preference for her.

"The people in the painting don't have the characteristics mentioned by He Team. There is no long, slightly curly hair, and no similar makeup." He Jueyun looked at the sky's frown and said carefully, "What does this mean? Your mother is not controlled by Li Zhanyuan?"

The firmament stared at the drawing paper in front of him for a moment, his pupils rolled up and down, a trace of energy was divided, and he dullly thought about what he said before he absently replied: "Huh?"

He Jueyun really didn't understand what was worthy of attention in this painting: "Hmm? What are you looking at?"

"I'm looking at this background, I think it's a bit familiar." Qiancang glanced at him faintly, then pointed to the gap in the upper left corner of the paper, "I have turned to this thing, you see, this is my saliva, I still Bit it."

He Jueyun was silent for two seconds, and then said in surprise: "You drool, you... can you remember things when you were so young?"

The firmament hesitated to speak again, opened his mouth, and said helplessly: "Do you really believe it?"

He Jueyun: "..." So can you stay serious in times of tension?

Seeing his grievances in his eyes, Qiu Tian suppressed a smile, and explained: "Qi Kexu doesn't have this dress. She has never worn such a Western-style retro costume."

To be precise, after graduating from high school, except for work clothes, Qi Kexu's clothes tend to be neutral. Occasionally wear skirts, and will not wear skirts with a wide collar and a low cut.

She is beautiful, and from a poor family, she hates the prying eyes and secret harassment of others. However, not everyone knows a gentleman, she can only protect herself in this way that is better than nothing.

He Jueyun faintly seemed to feel a little bit, but he couldn't catch the itch: "So this painting..."

"So this painting is not realistic, it is a scene in Li Zhanyuan's imagination. Then this place in the painting may have other meanings to Li Zhanyuan." Qiong Cang said solemnly, "This painting was before. The bottom of the box was pressed by Qi Kexu. She was often away from home. I had nothing to do, but I looked it up and looked at it... I mean, it is a bit similar to the painting at Tian Rui's house."

He Jueyun couldn't remember at all: "Which one?"

The firmament packed the things scattered all over the ground back into the box, and said with a hint of urgency: "Go to Tian Rui's house."

"Now?" He Jueyun raised his watch and glanced at the time. The hour hand was about to turn to midnight. When he visited at this point, he said that it would not be an exaggeration to disturb the people. He hesitated: "Is this not appropriate?"

Qiu Cang raised his head and looked at him innocently with inexplicable eyes.

He Jueyun didn't resist, and soon he stubbornly compromised: "Yes, I'll call her first. If she answers us, we will go there. If she doesn't answer us, then we will talk about it tomorrow. Is this okay? "

Tian Rui quickly answered the phone and agreed to come over. Of course, listening to the voice, her mood should not be very happy.

In the residential building at midnight, deliberately slow footsteps echoed in the corridor, accompanied by the sound of vague dialogue.

The girl pushed open the door from the inside, and the induction light on the ceiling lit up, illuminating the three white faces inside and outside.

Tian Rui opened her eyes tiredly. There was a faint blue black right now. She rubbed her face vigorously and mumbled: "What else can you do if you want to find me? It must be midnight."

The firmament grabbed her arm and pushed her gently.

"What are you doing?" Tian Rui walked vainly, closing her eyes and letting her walk in with her.

Qiu Cang came to the place where he was last time, turning over the painting under Tian Rui's gaze.

——A woman in a white dress and a little girl, standing in front of the simple and elegant wooden house, surrounded by a stream.

The children’s world is rather wild, and the surrounding rivers are almost drawn to the sky. The way to express the forest is also with rows of trees with triangular crowns.

He Jueyun carefully compared it and connected it with the paintings in the firmament house with difficulty, still feeling a little reluctant to deceive himself.

It takes a person with so much imagination to recognize that this is the same place?

The woman who was deeply admired by her was pointing to the wooden house on the painting and asking seriously, "You painted this painting?"

Tian Rui nodded without knowing, "Yes."

"What is this place?"

Tian Rui was a little more awake, but her mind still didn't turn quickly. She squatted down and took the painting from the firmament. While drawing lines with her fingers, she searched the memory bank for limited content.

After working hard, she shook her head against the bridge of her nose, and said in failure: "How can I remember this? It was a long time ago. Is this place important?"

The firmament slowed down his tone, and said in a persuasive manner: "Features. Tell me what you remember. Where is this river? What is the length, width, and trend of the river? What flowers and grasses are there on the mountain? Go to this from your house. Where, how long does it take? Or, from which highway did you go and how many caves did you pass through?"

Children's memories of caves or flowers and plants will be clearer. Tian Rui was reminded by her and slowly began to recall some details that she had overlooked.

She didn't know if it was useful, she tried her best to describe what she could remember.

"I remember... I passed five caves. I saw a water amusement park on the road. There is a...river? Or is it a stream? There are fish in it. There are trees on the side of the road that bear black fruit..."

Tian Rui's narrative is a bit messy, but in a geoscience information system with more robust data, the answers she gave are enough to derive an accurate geographic range.

Qiu Cang looked at He Jueyun, who made a confident gesture, dialed the phone to contact Sanyao's backstage personnel, and released the content and instructions.

Then came patiently waiting.

Tian Rui was very sleepy, his eyelids drooping. During the time her mother was in hospital, she could hardly fall asleep, struggling between exhaustion and insomnia every day. The empty room of one person made her feel insecure, and she couldn't adapt even with the counseling of a psychologist. The arrival of Qiu Cang and He Jueyun made her relax after a long absence.

Tian Rui lay on the sofa and fell asleep without knowing it.

Qiancang originally wanted her to confirm the final location, stared at her sleepy eyes for a while, and finally put a blanket on her and left the house lightly.

They sat in the car, opened the skylight, blowing the cool breeze in the autumn night.

About an hour later, the technical guy working overtime yawned and sent the qualified address range to He Jueyun's mobile phone.

He Jueyun used the map software to search for the designated wooden house, and soon found a small wooden building built on the mountainside.

From the magnified view, a flowerbed appeared on the side of the small building. The flowerbed has not been professionally taken care of. Most of the flowerbeds are green grass, mixed with white unknown wild flowers. However, the road in front of the house was cleaned up very clean, which shows that people will clean it regularly.

It can be seen at a glance that this place is not much different from that in Qi Kexu's drawing.

He Jueyun was a little surprised, and suddenly said, "It's actually true?"

The last breakthrough was actually in a painting Qi Kexu received many years ago?

The firmament pressed the corners of his lips tightly, feeling the violently beating heart in his chest, and there was a slight hiss in his ears.

She felt that this was a kind of guidance, the traces left to her by the deceased buried in the long years, which gave her a subtle connection with her parents.

It was as if the dim image flickered again, as if the disappeared person turned into an invisible thread leading her to the truth, as if the treacherous fate finally created a little warmth at this moment.

This inexplicable feeling gave her the illusion of hot fingertips.

The firmament touched his nose under the guise, controlled his tone, and said calmly: "This should not be a coincidence. It is a symbolic meaning to bring the woman you love to a place where you can feel at ease. This building The house, for Li Zhanyuan, whose parents are divorced, may be the epitome of his good childhood life. Looking for or transforming a lover similar to his mother, and taking her to the safest place in his memory, he is pursuing his'home' A sense of stability."

"This is where he is most defenseless. If there is any evidence to find, it can only be here."

It was clearly a very calm passage, and He Jueyun heard the ups and downs inexplicably. Pursing aimlessly and getting lost several times, they finally stifled each other's fatal point.

He immediately informed He Chuanzhou of the location information and asked the other party to make a second confirmation.

Team He is also a veteran who is struggling to stay up late. After receiving the information, he immediately invested in a new direction of work.

Before long, she turned on the phone and confirmed the ownership of the wooden house.

This is Ms. Xue's hometown. When Li Zhanyuan was young, he often followed his parents to spend summer vacation here.

He Jueyun breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that most of the dust had fallen, and said, "Take someone to investigate tomorrow morning."

"What tomorrow morning?" He Chuanzhou's voice was extremely excited, making He Jueyun wonder how much coffee she drank.

"Now, there is a delay in searching on the road, it is almost morning. I called two colleagues on night shift to leave immediately, how do you arrange it there?"

Of course He Jueyun wanted to go back to sleep. Serving the people has to be divided into day and night, he works overtime but no one pays him.

He tilted his head and glanced at the sky, the latter looked at him with clear eyes, hopingly yelled: "He Ge..."

He Jueyun suddenly felt that he had also been poured a cup of poisonous coffee.

It has nothing to do with beauty, it is mainly spiritual awareness.

He coughed and said with a radiant face: "Let's pass now! See you somewhere!"

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500 red envelopes~

It's over immediately, a card is shown to show respect, forgive me -. -#

I will add more tomorrow, and the two days will end, love you~