Breaking Through the Clouds

Clutching his phone, Yan Yan strode out of the forensic room. Ma Xiang, who received his call in a short time, really rushed up from the Criminal Investigation Detachment downstairs: "What's the matter, Brother Yan, what mole are you talking about?"

"The kidnappers didn't choose girls at random to be the executioners, but they have a selection mechanism." Yan Xie tapped his right shoulder near his arm, with an unusually gloomy expression on his face: "Li Yuxin and Buwei both have a spot on the right shoulder. A red mole, this is what they have in common. And this position is difficult to show no matter wearing a suspender or a collar, and girls of fifteen or sixteen may not wear a dress with bare shoulders, that is to say, you can know that they are For those with red moles, excluding occasional situations such as dressing rooms and public bathrooms, there are only parents, sisters, girls who share the same bed, and boyfriends who have an intimate relationship, and basically there will be no other people.”

Ma Xiang was stunned when he heard that, but he was already considered a very experienced criminal policeman, so he quickly calmed down: "Both Buwei and Li Yuxin don't live on campus, and both of them have intact hymens. Case of borderline sex. Could it be the parents most likely?"

Yan Yan suddenly paused: "How did Buwei's parents die?"

Ma Xiang immediately said, "Let's investigate now!"

"Buwei and Li Yuxin's parents, sisters, female relatives, close girlfriends, classmates and neighbors... don't let any one go, and immediately start screening and screening. Red moles are not so common, these two girls must have something for us A connection I don’t know yet!”

Yan Xie stepped forward again, and no one could see through his calm face that his brain seemed to be split into two halves at the moment, one half was orderly ordering various touch orders to Ma Xiang, while the other half repeatedly flashed Jiang Ting's The soft yukata warmed her thin shoulders.

All kinds of confusing suspicions, doubts, fears and unreality are rampaging in that half of the brain.

That's not an illusion. The moment when Buwei raised her head from the bottom to the top, it seemed that it was not an illusion at all, but the result of being deliberately screened.

And the real executioner in Spade K's heart was Jiang Ting from the very beginning!

"Han Xiaomei is still watching Buwei in the hospital?" Yan Yan asked suddenly.

Ma Xiang was quickly memorizing the order of the items Yan Mo had ordered, and he didn't raise his head when he heard the words: "Yeah, how dare you leave her alone, what's the matter?"

"Notify Han Xiaomei to ask the doctor to check if there are any plastic surgery marks on Bu Wei's face." Yan Xie paused, then said in a deep voice, "I want to go there myself."

Buwei's situation is actually much better than yesterday.

In the garden downstairs of the inpatient department, Han Xiaomei pushed a wheelchair for a walk, and Bu Wei, who was wearing a cotton-white nightgown, sat quietly on it, her thin white hands folded on her thighs, and her long, shiny hair was braided into twists, hanging softly and gracefully. at the side.

That hair was obviously made by Han Xiaomei when she had nothing to do. The interest among these girls may have calmed Buwei's fragile and sensitive nerves. When she saw Yan Xie again, she only shrank away from Han Xiaomei. After a while, he didn't immediately lose his mind and scream like he did in the ward yesterday.

"Do you still know me?" Yan Xie asked while standing in front of the wheelchair and looking down at her.

"..."

Buwei lowered her head, revealing only the top of her black hair. After a while, she raised her face little by little, and said very subtly, "... the police."

Yan Yan's hand in his trouser pocket grasped his palm—yes, it's this 45-degree slanted cheek, looking from the top down, the brow bone and the end of the eye are exactly the same as Jiang Ting's!

But Yan Mao's calm expression did not change at all: "Yes. Do you still remember Shen Xiaoqi?"

Buwei held Han Xiaomei's arm tightly, as if she was ready to grab this life-saving straw and run away at any time.This kind of trembling appearance would not be very cute on ordinary people, but on the girl's natural face, there is a kind of charm that people dare not look at.

Yan Mo didn't look away, stared at her closely, and it took a long time before she heard her utter three words:

"Shen Xiaoqi..."

Immediately afterwards, her slender eyelashes fluttered, and the pink color was smudged like paint, and tears rolled down her cheeks without warning.

"Hey, why are you crying?" Han Xiaomei was shocked immediately, and quickly took out a tissue to wipe her tears: "It's okay, it's okay, Shen Xiaoqi will be fine, it's all over!..."

Yan Yan grabbed Han Xiaomei's hand, and the tissue froze in mid-air.

"Shen Xiaoqi won't get better, and everything is over." Yan Xie bent down and stared at Buwei's teary eyes, and said every word.

Buwei's pupils suddenly tightened.

"Shen Xiaoqi has been in a coma for almost two weeks. The doctor said that the possibility of brain death or turning into a vegetative state is very high, which means that the boy who gave you flowers has been a breathing corpse since then, and he will never wake up again. gone."

"Of course, this is better than your seniors." Yan Xie's eyes were so sharp that they almost pierced through the mist of tears, piercing her eye sockets and even into her brain: "After all, that boy named He Liang is also you. The corpse seen on Tianzong Mountain was so dead that even his own mother could not recognize it. And Li Yuxin, like you, killed He Liang's "executor" under the duress of the kidnappers. Do you think she ran away after she came back? Did she die? No, her body is now lying on the forensic dissection table of the city bureau half an hour away from here. She once naively thought like you that as long as nothing is said, the killing will become only the dead and her. A secret I only know."

"In comparison, it would be better to be a vegetable, huh?"

Yan Yan stared at the girl who was shaking her head and struggling desperately, trying to cover her ears, her deep voice was so penetrating, it sounded a bit cold: "But you may not have Shen Xiaoqi's good luck, you can be a smooth and steady A vegetative person will lie on the bed for a lifetime. You are more likely to end up like Li Yuxin, dying like an ant someday in the future, and then add an insignificant page to our police's thick pile of old cases-you watch me step by step Wei! Don't you want to avenge Shen Xiaoqi? Ah?! What's the use of crying?!"

Han Xiaomei's teeth were trembling: "Yan, Team Yan!..."

"I don't know, I really don't know, please..." Bu Wei cried so hard that her bones were shaking, she bent her knees and curled up into a ball.She is so amazingly pitiful that even a hard-hearted person can't bear it: "Please, please, I'm really scared, woo woo woo..."

The cry echoed in Yan Mao's ears, gradually overlapping with Jiang Ting's face, so that it was Jiang Ting crying in despair in front of him in a trance.

——At that moment, she finally stabbed the only weakness in Yan Mao's heart.

Yan Mo took a breath and stood up slowly.

"Give her a few more days, the doctor said she is recovering." Han Xiaomei pleaded in a low voice, "After all, no one knows what happened to her on Tianzong Mountain. The description of the kidnappers will not be very accurate..."

Yan Yan raised his hand to stop her, and then walked away a few steps, motioning for her to follow.

"what did the doctor say?"

Han Xiaomei: "Huh?"

Yan Yan was impatient: "I asked Ma Xiang to inform you to ask the doctor to check whether the little girl had been stabbed on the face! What did the doctor say?"

Han Xiaomei shrank her neck: "Brother...the doctor said that the prosthesis can be ruled out initially, but if you want to check the bones, you have to take a film first."

Yan Yan seemed to be thinking about something, and Han Xiaomei said, "The recovery period for bone cutting will be long, so wouldn't she have to go for plastic surgery at the age of thirteen or fourteen? The possibility is too small..."

Yan Yan was noncommittal, her already sharp eyebrows and eyes became more tightly pressed into a line, and she sneered softly after a long while: "As expected, it is pure and natural and valuable."

Han Xiaomei: "???"

Yan Xie didn't explain what this sentence meant, but turned around and asked, "How is Shen Xiaoqi?"

"Shen Xiaoqi——" Han Xiaomei didn't say it clearly, but shook her head: "Yesterday, Brother Gao personally had an interview with the dean, and said that the possibility of waking up is getting smaller and smaller, and even if he wakes up, he will have all kinds of unpredictable thoughts. Injuries, such as amnesia, dementia or hemiplegia, etc. In terms of providing clues to the kidnappers, it is estimated that it is enough to remember, and even if you remember, it is difficult for the procuratorate to accept it, after all, people are already like this.”

Yan Xie took out the cigarette case, lit a cigarette, and spewed out a puff of white mist.

Han Xiaomei pursed her lips secretly, taking advantage of his inattention, she moved back [-] centimeters in small steps.

Yan Yan said: "I was in Jiangyang last week, so I didn't take care of this end. After I came back, I called the hospital where your consultant Lu stayed last time, and asked them to suspend the equipment borrowed from Germany." Pay it back in two days, and then try to find a way to import a course of supplementary medicine, and later you go talk to Shen Xiaoqi's parents and ask them if they would like to let the child try it."

Han Xiaomei's eyes lit up!

"A dead horse is treated as a living horse doctor." Yan Yan said hoarsely, "In terms of expenses, don't count the equipment expenses with them, they can't even afford it. But the hospitalization expenses of private hospitals and the cost of the set of medicines are to be borne by them Yes, ask Shen's parents to think about it."

"En! En!" Han Xiaomei nodded happily.

Yan Yan glanced at her with a cigarette in his hand: "Why are you so happy, it may not be effective for Shen Xiaoqi, the symptoms are different."

"After all, it's hope! Maybe Shen Xiaoqi can be saved, after all Jiang... Lu was rescued like that at the beginning."

Han Xiaomei almost bit her own tongue, but to her surprise, this time Yan Xie didn't scold her, didn't even say anything, she just pointed at her with a cigarette butt: "Don't leak your words in front of outsiders."

Han Xiaomei didn't dare to ask more questions, and nodded her head angrily.

"Last time I told you about Consultant Lu..."

Yan Xie didn't finish a sentence, and suddenly only heard behind him——哗啦!

"Hey, Buwei!"

I saw that Buwei was trying to stand up just now, but she was so trembling that she overturned the wheelchair for some reason, and she was tripped and fell to the ground.Han Xiaomei immediately stepped forward to help, but she was not a girl with great strength and good skills. In addition, when Buwei was in a trance, she couldn't help crying and trembling. She grabbed Han Xiaomei's hand, and it was difficult to help her for a while stand up.

Yan Yan frowned, strode forward with a cigarette in his mouth, bent down and hugged Buwei.

Yan Yan grew up fiercely, liked to smoke, was too tall, and was neither liked by girls nor children under normal circumstances. None of his nieces and nieces were close to him.But Bu Wei may have regarded him as a new life-saving straw in the chaos, crying and hooking Yan Yan's neck tightly, sobbing and burying her face in the socket of his neck, and said vaguely: "Yes, I'm sorry ...I was wrong...I'm sorry..."

The girl's soft body was like a small snake, and she almost clung to Yan Yan's arms desperately.

But this action is indeed too inappropriate - she is so good-looking after all, even if measured by the harshest eyes, she has a huge attractiveness that is not commensurate with her age.

At this moment, if it were any other man, even a policeman, he would inevitably feel a little bit instinctively.

Yan Yan had to avoid suspicion, and signaled Han Xiaomei with his eyes to help the wheelchair up quickly, trying to put her back in the wheelchair.But as soon as she made a move, Bu Wei seemed to have a premonition that she was going to be abandoned, sobbing and hugging his neck tighter, crying like a child: "I was wrong, I was wrong, okay? Please? ,please!……"

Yan Mo's eyebrows twitched slightly, and she exchanged a glance with Han Xiaomei, both of them had tacit astonishment in their eyes: Is she going to say something?

"Why don't you send her back to the ward first?" Han Xiaomei asked in a low voice.

Yan Yan hesitated for a moment, nodded, and turned around holding Buwei horizontally, and her whole body froze instantly!

——Not far from the end of the garden, on the steps of the side entrance of the hospital building, Jiang Ting and Yang Mei were standing back and forth.

Jiang Ting was wearing a baseball cap, and the half of his face exposed under the aviator sunglasses was pale and expressionless.He and Yan Yan looked at each other briefly, and then turned to Buwei who was in his arms with his back to him, and he didn't know what was going on in his mind.

Although he couldn't see it at all, Yan Xie felt a slight frown on Jiang Ting's side in an instant.