The boss of the apocalypse travels back to the 1970s with space

After finishing the transcript, Xia Meng asked the director, "Did you find any strong evidence from the crime scene?"

Director Chang did not hide it from Xia Meng. He put down the pen in his hand, raised his head and said to Xia Meng with a gentle smile,

"We found the perpetrator's fingerprints on the victim. We have started collecting fingerprints from all men within a five-mile radius. If the perpetrator cannot be found, we will expand the collection area."

This is not a bad idea.

Xia Meng nodded and said sincerely,

"Thanks for your hard work."

Director Chang waved his hands and sighed, with a hint of guilt and self-blame in his tone.

"I'm ashamed. It was my dereliction of duty that such a bad case occurred within my jurisdiction."

Xia Meng couldn't help but think of the victimized girl's childish face, her desperate eyes that still refused to close after she died, and her heart felt heavy.

"That's not your fault either."

While the two were talking, a burst of grief-stricken crying suddenly came from outside;

Director Chang's gaze shifted and landed in the direction of the hall. His sharp eyes seemed to penetrate the wall at this moment and were fixed somewhere in the hall.

Director Chang stood up and said, "Comrade Xia, thank you for your cooperation. I will take you out."

Xia Meng also stood up and said, "Okay."

Opening the office door, the noise gradually became clearer.

"Comrade Public Security, please, we must catch the murderer," a hoarse old female voice with a cry of despair echoed in the hall.

"My Tingting is only 18 years old. She has to take the college entrance examination this year. She studies so well..."

"Wuwu..." the woman almost burst into tears, "She is so good and obedient. I only have this one daughter..."

"It's all my fault. It's my fault. I went to her grandma's house and didn't come home in time at night. The child was worried about me and wanted to pick me up when he went out. Unexpectedly..."

Xia Meng walked to the hall and saw a woman with red and swollen eyes from crying and messy hair. She was slumped on the ground like a madman. Her hands, which were stained by mud, were beating the ground in pain.

It seemed to be venting, but it was more like beating the evil man who was still at large.

The woman's body convulsed slightly due to the great sadness, and she cried out her guilt for her daughter and the pain of her daughter's murder.

The woman's lips were chapped, her face was pale, her red and swollen eyes were constantly weeping, and her voice was hoarse like the friction of old tree bark, revealing her weakness and suffocating hatred for the murderer.

There was a police officer in the hall softly comforting the woman, but the woman was completely immersed in her own sad world, as if even her soul was mourning.

Many police officers had reddish eyes, either showing sympathy or secretly gritting their teeth. Their eyes were full of hatred for the murderer, and they wanted to catch the murderer immediately.

Xia Meng pursed her lips slightly and said to Director Chang who stood aside with a cold face, but his eyes were full of guilt and fighting spirit,

"I go first."

Director Chang nodded slightly, his eyes always looking at the woman who was in so much pain that she was almost worse than dead, as if he wanted to carve the woman's embarrassed figure at this moment in his mind, and then whip himself to catch the murderer as soon as possible and bring justice to the people!

After Xia Meng left the police station, the woman's painful cries kept lingering in his mind. He was not in a good mood and was not in the mood to wander around, so he planned to go home.

Unexpectedly, I met Zhao Li on the side of the road not far from Courtyard No. 6.

Zhao Li happened to come from the direction of Courtyard No. 6 with a few followers on his bicycle, and happened to see Xia Meng walking with his head down on the roadside.

Zhao Li's eyes lit up, he pedaled hard, and the bicycle rushed out like an arrow from its string, almost hitting Xia Meng.

When he was still half a meter away from Xia Meng, Zhao Li slammed on the brakes, causing the wheels to rub violently against the ground, making a harsh sound.

The car slid for a distance and stopped twenty centimeters away from Xia Meng.

"Huh?" Zhao Dapeng suddenly pointed to the front and said to Gu Ye, who was sitting in the passenger seat,

"Chief, look, we met that lesbian again."

Gu Ye was looking at the document in his hand. When he heard this, he looked up and saw a familiar figure standing on the roadside not far in front of their car.

Several second-rate young men suddenly parked their bicycles in front of her.

"Chief," Zhao Dapeng stared ahead and said with some worry,

"Are those guys trying to take pictures of the mother-in-law? Should we go and help that lesbian?"

Gu Ye didn't say anything. When he saw the leading young man riding his bicycle very fast and suddenly braking in front of Xia Meng, he frowned.

Although the bicycle brakes in time, if it were a little later, it would hit someone.

When Gu Ye reached out to open the car door, he saw Xia Meng kicking the bicycle over without hesitation, and the gangster on the car was also kicked to the ground.

Zhao Dapeng's eyes widened and he exclaimed subconsciously,

“That lesbian is so awesome!”

Gu Ye retracted his hand but did not take his eyes away from Xia Meng.

With a bang, Zhao Li and the bicycle were caught off guard and kicked by Xia Meng, falling to the ground.

Zhao Li was pinned down by the bicycle, and his calf hit the ground firmly. The pain made him gasp incessantly.

The few followers who were following Zhao Li were startled when they saw this scene. They braked one after another and stopped not far behind Zhao Li, looking at Xia Meng helplessly.

Xia Meng's eyes were cold, and his black pupils were like black holes, with a penetrating cold light.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Li's tone became louder in pain.

Xia Meng looked down at Zhao Li who had opened his pants to check his calves, and said in a cold tone,

"No one can show off in front of me!"

What's more, she is in a terrible mood now!

Moreover, Zhao Li may have been confident that the bicycle could brake in time and would not hit her.

But if the brakes suddenly failed or he failed to control the timing, the bicycle would really hit Xia Meng.

Zhao Li heard the indifference and ridicule in Xia Meng's tone. He glanced at his bruised and bleeding calf, put down his trousers, stood up, and stared straight at Xia Meng with his eyes, regardless of the bicycle on the ground.

There was no longer the pure infatuation in her eyes, but something else, such as sympathy, a faint feeling that she was finally worthy of Xia Meng's secret joy.

Zhao Li's expression changed several times, he looked at Xia Meng hesitantly, and he became hesitant to speak.

"Xia Meng, I heard that you...well, that..."

"That...everyone is telling you, you were...by that..."

Xia Meng saw that he was hesitant in speaking, so she smiled and finished the sentence for him.

"You said I was raped?"

Seeing that Xia Meng had spoken out his words, Zhao Li felt relieved and at the same time looked at Xia Meng in surprise.

He didn't understand. When an ordinary girl encounters something like this, shouldn't she try her best to deny and hide it, with a painful expression?

Ke Xia Meng...

Xia Meng is laughing, but she can still laugh?

Even when the word 'rape' is mentioned, there is no shyness or shame at all.

Xia Meng...is she still a woman?

However, looking at Xia Meng's cunning, delicate eyes like a cat, Zhao Li said what he had been thinking about for a long time,

"Xia Meng," Zhao Li suddenly turned serious, stared straight at Xia Meng, took a deep breath, and said,

"Xia Meng, I don't dislike you. I am willing to marry you. Please marry me."

Xia Meng laughed again. This time, the smile was different from the previous mockery and indifference, showing a bit of amusement and disdain.

"What? Do you still want me to be grateful to you?"