Three people and one ghost solved 43 mysterious cases.

The next day, the fat guy took action.

He went to the library and dug out the 1942 "K City Daily". On a front-page news item, he saw Chen Lai's photo.

The unkempt young man was kneeling on the ground, and beside him stood Inspector Paulo, who was holding a cigarette butt in his mouth.

This is the photo taken by reporters when Boro announced to the outside world that the cinema murder case had been solved. This is also the only photo of Chen Lai, the "unjustly killed ghost", left in the world.

The fat guy scanned the newspaper.

Then he went to another archive room, which was full of newspapers and magazines from the 80s.

A "Big Pineapple" magazine devoted a full page to publishing photos of the overturned case in 1982. After all, due to Qiao Yuanshan's status as a top rich man and the fact that it was a mystery for decades, that overturned case shocked the whole city.

The repairman was wheeled to the court in a wheelchair. There are many and very clear photos of him.

Are these two men connected to Trillis' murder? Will they know each other? The fat man frowned slightly and thought.

He took the photos of the two of them back to the studio, scanned them on a computer, and restored the photos.

The clear faces of the two people appeared on the screen. The fat man looked at the photos of Chen Lai and the repairman and remembered them.

This is what Yao Ruolan asked the fat man to do. These two people have long been forgotten by everyone in the world.

But as the fat man missed them, they disappeared for decades and then reappeared in the city of missing them.

The city of longing.

Two ragged people suddenly stood in the old K-town in the 30s, exuding the exuberant "light of longing" of fireflies. They looked at each other in surprise and called out each other's name.

"Chen Lai."

"Zhao Shuisheng (repairman's name)."

It turned out that they had known each other since early in the morning.

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Two days later, the city of longing.

The sky is raining, neon lights are flashing, and a poster is posted on the outer wall of the cinema for the upcoming movie "Trouble in Paradise" in 1932.

Everyone has troubles, and troubles follow us everywhere.

Three streets away from the cinema is the police station, which has empty offices and interrogation rooms. Files of old cases are placed on the table, with ants crawling across them.

Those passionate policemen no longer exist and have been forgotten by the world. The only thing that can be remembered is this "one person".

Boro was sitting in the Inspector General's office, with a wall full of medals behind him. He was holding a cigar and looking through the last case of 1965.

This was his last case before retirement.

After coming to the City of Missing, he either stayed at the police station or returned to the scene of the crime. During the decades in the City of Missing, what he did was to re-examine the 1925 cases he had handled from 1965 to 963. , he wanted to know if there was any wrongful conviction.

Bolo read the dossier carefully word for word, confirming that the details were correct over and over again, and then gently tapped the keyboard of the typewriter.

The keyboard was pressed, and the words were reflected along the typewriter, "Case 963, reexamination completed, correct."

Boro took a puff of his cigarette and finally finished. In his 40 years as a police officer, he had only nine cases in which he was suspected of miscarriage of justice.

It is normal for cases to be tried incorrectly. These nine cases were all minor robberies, which were not worth mentioning compared to the 954 cases he judged correctly.

My life is worthy of that trophy, the "Light of K City" trophy that is glittering on the table and awarded to him by the government. He was sure in his heart.

At this moment, Boro heard footsteps coming from the distance. The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and a shadow had a bright face under the light.

She is a stunningly beautiful woman with an elusive expression on her face, Yao Ruolan.

"Ferryman, why are you here?" Bolo asked.

"Inspector Bao, let me see you."

Yao Ruolan entered the room and sat down on the chair, with her pink hair hanging on her face, "Let's talk about the Trilis murder case in 1932."

There was a slight twitch on Boro's face. He quickly took a puff of cigarette to control his emotions. "Haven't we already said in this case that the murderer is Johnson?"

"No, the murderer is not Johnson."

Paulo smiled, "Then who do you think it is?"

"Chen Lai."

After being stunned for a while, Bao Luo asked, "Who is this Chen Lai you are talking about?"

"You know, there was a murder case in a movie theater in 1942. The person who died was an Englishman named Peter. At that time, you arrested a man named Chen Lai. You regarded him as the murderer and he was executed."

Paulo turned the seat so that his waist was tightly leaning on the seat, and he crossed his hands, "Oh, you are talking about him. Regarding the case in 1942, I did misjudge and arrested the wrong murderer. I feel very sorry for this, but." Paulo raised his tone to emphasize, "This Chen Lai died unjustly. He did many wrong things in the past, including fighting and robbery. People can't do wrong things. There will be another retribution for him. He deserves to die."

"Inspector Bao, let's not talk in circles. We are all in this city of longing. We are all waiting to be forgotten by the world and waiting to disappear. Let's all tell the truth."

"The truth, everything I say is the truth."

Yao Ruolan suddenly said, "Actually, you knew a long time ago that Chen Lai was not the murderer of the cinema murder. In fact, you wanted him to die a long time ago, right?" She looked at Bao Luo.

Boro turned his eyes away instinctively, grabbed the golden pen on the table, and held it in his hand. Although he tried to control it, his tone was trembling, "I...I don't understand what you are talking about."

"You understand, you have always understood. Because the biggest mistake you made in your life was that you misjudged the case of Qiao Hansheng in 1932. You made Qiao Hansheng a scapegoat. You initially thought that the murder scene was a secret room, but then one day, you discovered That may not be a secret room, because there is a chimney, and the chimney can enter the house. Only then did you realize that this might be a robbery with another murderer, right?"

Paulo was silent, holding his pen.

"I can solve the answer to this secret room, so as an experienced Inspector Bao, I can also solve it."

"The murderer is Johnson."

"No, the murderer is Chen Lai! I looked for him, and he showed up in the City of Missing. I invited him, and he personally admitted to me that he was the one who killed Cuillis in 1932, but he was not the one who murdered Pete in the movie theater in 1942. .”

"He is a scoundrel, how can you believe what he says!" Paulo slapped the table excitedly, and the pen fell from the table to the ground.

"Yes, he is a scoundrel, and his words cannot be trusted. But what about you, Inspector Bao, you are an experienced detective. There is simply not enough evidence in the 1942 cinema murder case. Why are you so sure that Chen Laiqu will plead guilty? It's just that? Under pressure from foreigners? No, you are not such a person. You have always been a just detective and will not give in. You have also been investigating the case seriously. The only explanation is that you want Chen Lai to die, you want him Accept the sanction of the law." Yao Ruolan said seriously.

A thin line of sweat broke out on Paulo's forehead, "That's not the case." He was organizing his speech.

"Inspector Bao, you are a good detective, you have always been. People make mistakes, and there will be mistakes in the trial of the case. Now all you have to do is face it, tell the truth, and give justice to Qiao Hansheng. He is dead. It’s been 90 years, you owe him an apology.”

Every word Yao Ruolan said went into Bao Luo's heart, like a sharp knife cutting off pieces of stubborn rocks hanging in his heart.

Yes, he was wrong and the trial was wrong.