Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

Entering from the door, there is a small hall first. It is not big and you can reach the next room in three steps. There is a stove and gas stove in the house, and further forward is a balcony leading to the backyard. The two bedrooms are connected to the kitchen, on the east and west sides.

Zhao Meilan invited them to go to the east room. The furnishings in the room were very simple. Apart from the necessary furniture and daily necessities, there were almost no dusty clutter, and there was no smell of habitation.

Bai Ji'an looked around and said, "Are you the only one?"

"Yes." When talking about her family, Zhao Meilan didn't have a sad look on her face. She seemed to have been accustomed to living alone and was relieved of the death of her relatives. "My husband passed away due to illness two years ago. My children are college students and have gone to work in big cities."

"child?"

Seeing the doubtful expressions of the two visiting policemen, Zhao Meilan was also a little nervous.

"What's wrong?"

Bai Ji'an said: "With all due respect, I would like to ask, what is the child's name?"

Zhao Meilan frowned. If she remembered correctly, when they opened the door, they clearly asked her if she was Jian Ping's mother.

"My child's name is Jian Ping."

He Wei said: "When was the last time you saw Jian Ping?"

"Last time..." Recalling her daughter, Zhao Meilan felt sad unconsciously, "After graduating from college, she told me that she was going to work in a big city. She hasn't been back since then, and she didn't even attend her father's funeral. "

"It's possible she didn't want to participate."

Zhao Meilan was shocked when she heard He Wei's words. She stared and asked, "What do you mean?"

When Bai Ji'an saw He Wei was about to answer, he immediately grabbed him and told him to shut up.

"What do you mean? What happened to my daughter? Do you know anything?"

Zhao Meilan's mood was rising, and Bai Ji'an could only smile and shake his head: "We don't know much about Jian Ping, so we can't draw any conclusions at will."

"But he just did!"

"Officer He just doesn't believe that a daughter would deliberately not attend her father's funeral. I believe there is something unspeakable about her not coming back."

……

Hearing this, the light in Zhao Meilan's eyes dimmed instantly. She arched her waist again, like an emaciated paper doll whose life had been taken away, without the vitality she had just now.

"Has there been no news from Jian Ping all these years?"

"No." Zhao Meilan shook her head sadly, "Originally, the child wouldn't be like this. Maybe he resents us, so he still refuses to contact me."

"Resentment? What happened?"

"It's not a big deal, it happened a long time ago." After saying that, Zhao Meilan suddenly remembered something important. She looked at He Wei and Bai Ji'an and asked, "Is the police looking for me for something?"

Just as he spoke, Bai Ji'an pushed him back. This time, He Wei didn't dare to open his mouth casually. He turned to look at Bai Ji'an, waiting for him to give orders.

But at the critical moment, Bai Ji'an's status was not online.

He tilted his head and stared straight at the wooden cabinet behind Zhao Meilan, with four photo frames placed on it.

Zhao Meilan followed Bai Ji'an's eyes and looked back. Just as she was about to speak, Bai Ji'an asked, "Can you show me the photo?"

"All?"

"Best."

Zhao Meilan handed the photo to Bai Ji'an, the expression on her face became increasingly ugly.

"Why are you looking for me? Did something happen to Jian Ping? Did she break the law? Or was she involved in some trouble?"

Bai Ji'an looked down at the photo and didn't answer. After a moment, he asked, "Do you have two children?"

As soon as these words came out, not only Zhao Meilan, but also He Wei was stunned.

He Wei immediately took the photo frame from Bai Ji'an's hand. The photos inside were very special. The photo is not a complete one, but a new photo spliced ​​together of various people and landscapes.

For example, when he was a child, it was a very popular way to chase stars among his female classmates. Cut out the photos of your favorite celebrities from various magazines and reports, and paste them in a book that no one can touch. After piecing together, writing and drawing, it became a unique treasure in their mouths.

"How did you see it?"

No matter what He Wei thought, the only person on the four photo frames was Jian Ping.

Bai Ji'an did not explain, but stared at Zhao Meilan, waiting for her answer.

After the shock, Zhao Meilan nodded, "Yes, I once had two children."

"once?"

"Well, her name was Jian An. She died of a heart attack five years ago."

Heart disease, death.

Every word touches on the key points of the murder case in a daily rental villa.

"If possible, could you tell us the details of Jian An's death?"

Bai Ji'an has always been direct. He only cares about whether he can get important clues to help solve the case, but sometimes he also seems unreasonable.

He was sensitive to the case, but he didn't notice Zhao Meilan's anxiety at all.

He Wei immediately softened and said: "We are indeed here to investigate the case, but please don't worry, your daughter is fine."

"Then why did you find me?"

"The case must be kept secret until it is solved. I can't answer the rest."

Zhao Meilan had no choice. If she didn't cooperate, the two policemen would probably not leave as soon as possible.

She sighed, recalling the last thing she wanted to remember in her life.

"I remember one morning five years ago very clearly. It was summer, the second day after Xiaoping's summer vacation."

The night before Jian Ping came back, Zhao Meilan tossed and turned.

This was the first time that Jian Ping did not rush back immediately after the final exam.

Jian Ping has excelled in studies since he was a child, and when he grew up, he became one of the few college students in the village. Her existence is not only the pride of the Jian family, but also the pride of Xinglong Village.

Therefore, Zhao Meilan can swear to the heaven that she did her best to take care of Jian Ping.

As for her other child. Before the morning of Jian An's death, she had no regrets.

Soon after the two children were born, they were diagnosed with congenital heart disease by doctors. For the poor Jian family, this news can be said to be a bolt from the blue.

After careful examination, the report given by the hospital showed that compared to the more serious case of Jian An, Jian Ping's illness was milder and closer to that of a healthy person.

Jian An's body and bones are fragile. Not only can't she receive any stimulation, she can't move like a normal person.

The doctor's advice to them at the beginning was to be hospitalized as soon as possible.

However, the Jian family has no money.

As the head of the Jian family, Jian Linjiang must make the final decision.

At first, Zhao Meilan thought that the result was nothing more than death, so she took the child home to take care of her and resigned herself to fate. Jian Linjiang in the hospital was exactly as she imagined.

But who would have thought that as soon as Zhao Meilan stepped into the house with the sleeping Jian An in her arms, she heard her husband, who was silent all the way, say: "Throw it away."