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"Yin Mei, 57, a native of Zhucheng, a female worker in a textile factory, divorced 23 years ago, and raised her son Qin Mingxuan alone." Xue Zhimu handed the information to Song Hailin.

Song Hailin took the documents and glanced at the photo above. Yin Mei looked very young, with round eyes and thick lips. The ID photo on the document was taken in the past two years, but because of her own facial features It looks small, and is usually well maintained. It doesn't look like a person who is about to be sixty.

She looks very similar to Luo Mingming.

Song Hailin went to look through Luo Mingming's information, and said to Xue Zhimu: "Go on."

"I specifically checked Yin Mei's marital status back then. She and Lawyer Qin's father, Qin Yuejin, were married with a son. At that time, both of them were in their twenties. Later, Qin Yuejin cheated on her, and the third son went straight to the house. Yin Mei therefore Divorced him, and it is said that because of the mistress, Yin Mei was forced to leave the house and raise their children alone. The house they live in now was rented to her by the textile factory when it was not easy for her to be a single woman. It was bought by Qin Mingxuan."

"Cheating." Song Hailin tapped on the table with his fingers, muttering to himself.

"Second boss, and this." Xue Zhimu took out another profile that Song Hailin asked her to check, "Yin Mei's mental state is fine."

Song Hailin suddenly raised his chin and asked Xue Zhimu: "Xue Er, I am interviewing you. From the perspective of an ordinary woman, if your husband cheats, will you blame your husband or Saner?"

"my words……"

Just as Xue Zhimu was about to speak, Song Hailin interrupted her, "Don't take yourself into consideration, you must look at it from the perspective of an ordinary woman."

Xue Zhimu rolled his eyes, "Why am I not an ordinary woman?"

Song Hailin chuckled, "You know in your heart that you are the most manly man in our team."

Xue Zhimu snorted, suddenly thought of something, looked at the psychiatric appraisal report, and said, "Boss, you don't think Yin Mei..."

She rolled her eyes.

"It's not impossible." Song Hailin's fingers were still knocking unconsciously, "Because her husband cheated on her, she hated her mistress, and happened to see the victim, Zhou Qian, having a conflict with his wife. In her eyes, Zhou Qian was the one who destroyed other people's families. Sinner, she killed people with the mentality of acting for the wife. Look, is this motive in place?"

He didn't seem to be talking to Xue Zhimu, but more like he was speculating to himself, but he just expressed the speculation process in his heart. As soon as he finished the previous paragraph, he began to find loopholes and deny his own thoughts, " However, the textile factory area is half a city away from Mitsui Hutong. Why did she go there? She has no relationship with Zhou Qian, so why did she happen to meet Zhou Qian? Why did Luo Mingming hear Qin Mingxuan's cell phone ringing? ? Did she lie, or did Qin Mingxuan lie?"

"Or..." Song Hailin scratched the table, "Will Qin Mingxuan, who was raised by his mother alone, be subtly influenced by that kind of hatred? He thinks that the source of all the difficulties in life comes from the mistress? But what about his alibi? thing?"

Xue Zhimu listened to Song Hailin talking to himself, and actually sorted out a lot of speculations.

She suddenly remembered one thing. Since Lawyer Qin opened his own law firm, he has taken on fewer and fewer cases. Basically, he doesn't handle any major cases and leaves them to the lawyers under him.But he only likes to fight divorce cases, which are not as popular as economic cases, but he just likes to take these cases, no matter how small the case is, he handles it himself.These cases all have one thing in common, the man cheated, and he defended the woman every time.

This was the case he took over on the day Zhou Qian had an accident.

Xue Zhimu told Song Hailin about this.

Song Hailin thought for a while, "It seems that we still have to start with surveillance to find out who went to Mijing Hutong that day."

He said to Xue Zhimu: "Go and ask Yin Mei, where was Zhou Qian the day her accident happened."

"it is good!"

"By the way, the Qu team went to the scene to investigate, did you find anything?"

"It seems not." Xue Zhimu said, "I have been there three or four times before and after, but nothing has been gained. I went to the scene for two garbage trucks, and the damage that should have been destroyed has already been destroyed."

Qin Mingxuan was sitting in the office processing documents. The temperature of the air conditioner was just right and the humidifier was on, but he always felt that the room was stuffy.I can't calm down.

He reached out and took a photo frame next to the computer. Inside was a photo of his mother when she was young. She was wearing a skirt made of good quality material, with a bow tied around her waist, standing in front of a bunch of rose flowers, smiling so that the corners of her eyes creased.

But those are the smile lines of youthful vigor.

Now the lines in the corners of the eyes are deeply engraved even without smiling, not only because of getting older, but also because of the hard work of these years.A woman, taking care of the whole family for him to go to school, his food is no worse than any of his classmates, but his mother is getting old day by day because of exhaustion.

He didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly his eyes turned cold.

On the corner of the table was his assistant's newly bought eye cream. The packaging was always in the style of those luxury goods. Just by looking at the box, you can tell that the price is not cheap.It is said that the assistant said that this one has a better anti-aging effect than the one I bought last time.But he doesn't understand these things. The assistant is a little girl who usually likes to study these things. She knows what big brands are effective and what are popular. She is responsible for buying skin care products and cosmetics.

Seeing him buying some cosmetics over and over again, the little girl also likes to joke a little, saying that Mr. Qin's girlfriend is really happy to receive so many valuable gifts.

At this time, Qin Mingxuan usually didn't say anything, but seeing the little assistant's envious look, his mood would improve a lot.

He just wanted all the women in the world to envy his mother.He just wants his mom to have what everyone dreams of but can't have.

He did not explain that the cosmetics were not for his girlfriend.

While looking at the box of eye cream in a daze, his cell phone rang suddenly.

The ringtone was a song recorded by Luo Mingming himself. The sound was too crisp. It sounded like a little girl's timbre. He didn't like it very much.But he didn't replace it.At first, he didn't have time, but after the police came to him because of the ringtone of his cell phone, he couldn't change it anymore, so he wouldn't be accused of guilt.

Before the first sentence was finished, he answered the phone.

is an unfamiliar number.

"Lawyer Qin." The voice on the other end of the phone has been processed, revealing a mechanical meaning, but lazy, as if everything is under control.

"Hello, who is it?" Qin Mingxuan said.

The person over there didn't answer his question, "Lawyer Qin, I have something in my hand, I think you should be very interested."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Mingxuan's computer indicated that he had received an email.

"Open the mail," said the other side.

Qin Mingxuan didn't like the feeling of being dominated by others, but by accident, he opened the email.

Inside was a photo. After seeing it, he was stunned and trembled slightly.

I thought the processing was foolproof, why are there such clear photos.

He almost gritted his teeth and said to the other end of the phone, "What do you want? Money?"

There was a soft snort on the phone, "Aren't you afraid that I'll hand this over to the police?"

"You won't." Qin Mingxuan said, "Since you came to me, it proves that you don't want to call the police." He changed his tone sharply, and said harshly, "Say, what exactly do you want?"

"Me," the voice over there stretched out, as if thinking about what I want, "I don't need anything, what do I want? It's boring, why don't we have something fun?"

"What exactly do you want to do?" Qin Mingxuan's face darkened.

"You love your mother very much, don't you?" The voice over there paused, "Tell me, if you and your mother were destined to go to prison, how would you choose?"

Qin Mingxuan didn't speak, his eyes were fixed on the enlarged photo on the computer screen.

The photos are very clear, with almost no loss of detail.In the photo, Yin Mei was wearing a dress he bought, holding a blood-stained iron rod in her hand, a woman lying at her feet, and a little girl trembling beside her.

"There is an inside message that the police have suspected Yin Mei. Of course, you are also among the suspects. Tell me, do you have the ability to lead clues to you, Mr. Qin. Would you like to, How about accepting sanctions for your mother?"

Qin Mingxuan was confident. After his handling and the help of the person behind him, the police couldn't find any clues.

But now there is a loophole.Someone took a picture.

And the man didn't want anything, just looked at him with interest, as if he wanted to play a game with him.This game is not fair, the rules are set by the other party, he can only be the one who follows suit, if one step fails to follow the rules, the game will be over.

As long as the photos are in the hands of the police, the case will be settled.

However, Qin Mingxuan had a lucky idea in his heart that he could rely on that person to suppress this matter, starting from the top of the government.

"I know what you're thinking," said the man over there, "You're just thinking that the forces behind you will help you." The man laughed cruelly, "Look carefully at that photo, There is the little girl inside, even though the girl’s case has nothing to do with Yin Mei, the people don’t care about the truth, they just need to talk, the little girl’s affairs have already turned upside down, if this photo is released, you guess it’s hard to protect yourself Will the power of yours cause public anger because of such a small character like you?"

"The little girl was originally handed over by you to cover up the evidence in order to please those people. Now that the incident is so big, will they blame you? Do you think anyone will help you now?"

"Who are you!" Qin Mingxuan raised his voice suddenly, with a stern look, as if his hole cards were all seen.

The people over there had the upper hand and obviously didn't want to answer, "I'll only give you three days. After three days, the police must solve the case."

After finishing speaking, the phone was disconnected quickly.

Qin Mingxuan frowned, and smashed the phone to the ground with his hands.

Three days later, the police had to solve the case. The implication was that if he did not intentionally reveal clues to make the police believe that he was the murderer, he would release the photos and directly announce the real murderer.

Qu Shiran picked up a lock of Hu Yuran's hair and twirled it on his fingers, apparently in a good mood.

Hu Yuran rested with his eyes closed.

Throughout the day, he closed his eyes for more than half of the time, sometimes he could fall asleep, and sometimes he simply didn't have the strength to open his eyes, and his spirit was frighteningly awake.

He struggled to open his eyes and looked at Qu Shiran.

Qu Shiran was concentrating on playing with his hair, with a very focused expression, like a child who is devoting himself to a new toy.

"Guess, what will he do?" Qu Shiran saw his opened eyes, and knew that he had been listening when he called just now, and asked aloud.Ask like teasing a child.

"He has no choice."

He didn't expect Hu Yuran to really answer him.

Hu Yuran has talked a lot recently.

Qu Shiran smiled and said, "Not necessarily." He still used the tone of telling a bedtime story to a child.

"Su Shen thinks the same as you, and thinks that he will definitely plead guilty for his mother," he paused while playing with his hair, "you are still too kind, whether you love it or not, this matter is unreliable. Su Shen I consider myself a villain, but in fact, in my opinion, you are all the same, you are all purer than tracing paper. For a person like Qin Mingxuan, his choice is unknown."

"Aren't you going to take revenge?" Hu Yuran suddenly coughed while talking.

Qu Shiran didn't want to hear the sound of his coughing, so he covered his mouth with his hands. After covering his mouth for less than a second, Hu Yuran coughed even worse, so he simply leaned over and bit his lips without any pity. Gnaw until he tasted the blood and didn't leave until he stopped coughing.

I don't know who said it, only cough and love can't hide it.

But Hu Yuran felt that he could do anything.

Since meeting Qu Shiran, it seems that everything that is impossible has become possible.

No, he really held back his cough.

"Revenge," Qu Shiran saw that he no longer coughed, so he continued, "It has already started, now, it will start."

"Of course——" He suddenly stroked Hu Yuran's bangs lightly with his hand. This is the first time he called this name, and his tone imitated Su Shen, "Sometimes revenge is not about letting a person die. It’s about torturing him. He and his loved ones, making choices, do you think it’s uncomfortable?”

Hu Yuran didn't speak, because the sound of "Ranran" didn't slow down for a while, and the cough that had been suffocating before was also released from the restraint. Not only could it be uncontrollable, but it also became overwhelming because of the previous deliberate suppression.

Qu Shiran's face darkened, and he covered his mouth with his hands.

"Why do you always remind me that you are sick?" He murmured, as if he was questioning, but also as if he was acting like a baby helplessly.

Hu Yuran's face turned red.

Qu Shiran didn't want to hear him coughing, just because he didn't want to face the reality that he was a patient who was dying soon.

However, even if you don't cough, even if you don't remind, the disease still exists objectively.Can't disappear.

Xue Zhimu finished asking Yin Mei.On the day of the incident, Yin Mei took a nap at home and did not go out.

The old community has no access control, no security guards, and no monitoring, so it is impossible to verify the situation.

When she went back to report to Song Hailin, Song Hailin had already spent the whole afternoon fishing for needles in the sea with the people in the side team in front of the surveillance, but nothing was gained, and the efficiency of the stupid way was too low.He told Liu Cheng to pay attention to people suspected of Yin Mei or Qin Mingxuan in the surrounding surveillance, and decided to find a breakthrough from other places.

He found the taxi driver who caused the accident, Lu Yongbin.

Lu Yongbin's own case has not yet been settled, and he was also involved in a murder case. It seems that his condition is not very good.

Song Hailin didn't talk nonsense with him, took out two photos and asked him if he had seen these two people.

"I haven't seen it." He looked listless.

Song Hailin didn't have much patience, he knocked on the table twice, and his tone was filled with anger, "Think carefully, have you ever seen it!"

Lu Yongbin was startled, and with a mournful face, "Officer, I really haven't seen it before. I only pulled two jobs that day, and then I was frightened into a daze. Something happened on the way, and I fucked myself." ..."

He was about to swear, but Song Hailin gave him a look that frightened him back.

However, Song Hailin suddenly remembered one thing. Lu Yongbin did two jobs in total, and both times he went to Mijing Hutong.He thought for a while, then asked: "Why is the second guest going to Mitsui Hutong? What are the characteristics?"

Lu Yongbin didn't look embarrassed this time, and answered very neatly.

"He didn't say to go to Mitsui Hutong at the beginning. To be honest, I don't like to go there. I don’t want to pull him. But I think he is a paralyzed man, it’s very pitiful, so I pulled him.” Lu Yongbin muttered, “But I think about it, if I didn’t pull him, I wouldn’t have encountered this matter. , I won’t be frightened stupid, now that the lawsuit is pending, can I use a taxi to return it in the future. It’s all because I’m kind, why don’t kind people repay kindness, police officer, don’t you think so?”

Song Hailin didn't interrupt his unfocused thoughts, because he didn't miss any details that might be useful.

"He didn't say to go to Mijing Hutong at first, but where did he go?" Song Hailin asked guidingly.

Lu Yongbin said: "He just said that he would show me the way, and I'll go. I just followed what he said, just like listening to the navigation. I'm annoyed by the navigator who is nagging there, you say that people who have traveled all over Zhucheng since I was a child still use the navigator, are you right, police officer?"

Song Hailin frowned, and the man pointed the way to the driver, proving that he didn't know the destination at first.So, who is that person following?

"Is there any obvious car that you followed all the way? Or did you stop after a car before you?" Song Hailin asked him.

When Lu Yongbin heard this, it was terrible. Could it be that the little brother is a perverted murderer who stalks others?Incredible.

He shivered, thought about it seriously, and then said with certainty: "It seems that there is no one. I really didn't notice which car was following."

"What are the main characteristics of that person?" Song Hailin asked.

"Have I stopped talking, officer, your memory is not good enough, don't you say that your policemen can't even make a punctuation after listening to someone say it..."

"Get to the point!" Song Hailin lost his patience and yelled at him.

Buluo, Lu Yongbin added the second half of the sentence in his heart.

I really didn't expect that Lu Yongbin could talk so much. I didn't see him so lively at the beginning of the interrogation. He might have been scared stupid. Now after he slowly recovered, he started to run around the train with his mouth full.

Are all taxi drivers so talkative?Song Hailin thought to himself.

Lu Yongbin was honestly yelled at by Song Hailin, "Didn't I say it at the beginning, the characteristics are obvious, he is a paralyzed man in a wheelchair."

Song Hailin thought to himself that out of his ten sentences, only half of them were important points, who could take every sentence to heart.

Hearing the word wheelchair, Song Hailin was habitually nervous.

It has been like this for years.

He shook off the interference of the thinking pattern in his mind, and said, "Continue."

"Proceed with what, officer?"

"Continue to talk about the characteristics," Song Hailin said: "There are so many people in wheelchairs in Zhucheng, where do we start to investigate? How can you be sure that he has bad legs just because of wheelchairs? Many patients are in wheelchairs."

Lu Yongbin was quite sure this time, "It's a paralyzed man. I saw him. He couldn't walk. When he got into the back seat, he got in with his arms. I wanted to help him, but he didn't use it. The wheelchair was folded and dragged in. He looked like a self-reliant and self-reliant good man. He was much better than many young people nowadays. Even the young people nowadays are not good enough. One is more delicate than the other, and some people even..."

"Get to the point!" Song Hailin patted the table again.

This Lu Yongbin is so annoying, I don't know how many times more annoying than the navigation.

In fact, he would not be so impatient usually, but the more he heard Lu Yongbin talk, the more panicked he became, no matter what he heard, he looked like Su Shen.He knew Su Shen too well, and he knew that from the few actions described by Lu Yongbin, he could imagine the scene at that time.

He was afraid that Su Shen would have something to do with this matter, and he was genuinely afraid.

Even the small suitcase had to be taken into the trunk by the driver, Lu Yongbin completed the words in his heart.

"Yeah, he's a young man. He looks very refined. He looks like he's a good student. Maybe..." Song Hailin saw that he was about to follow the train again, and gave him a warning look. Lu Yongbin shrank his neck, "Let's talk about the main point, let's talk about the main point—there's no point at all. It's just quite elegant, with neither long nor short hair, a pointed face, and neither big nor small eyes. How can I say this?"

Song Hailin couldn't help trembling in his heart.

He didn't dare to show Su Shen's photo and let Lu Yongbin recognize it.But in fact, in his heart, he already felt that the eight|nine is close to ten, just judging from the action of getting on the car, it is almost the same.

"By the way, I remember a police officer asked about this before, why did you ask again? But last time the police officer didn't ask in such detail, so I just mentioned a paralyzed man in a wheelchair and he stopped asking. "

Lu Yongbin started chatting about useless things again, Song Hailin didn't have time to listen to him, so he lost his mind.

"Officer, officer." Lu Yongbin called him twice.

Song Hailin recovered impatiently, pretending that he didn't hear clearly, and said, "Say it again."

Lu Yongbin repeated it again.

After hearing this, Song Hailin felt a little puzzled. Something flashed by, but he couldn't grasp it. He asked, "Who asked?"

"It's the one you all call him the boss, isn't he a high-ranking official?" Lu Yongbin said.

Qu Shiran?

He knew about it, why didn't he continue to ask?The second guest is likely to be an eyewitness. Why didn't he just follow up and ignore it?Is it because you feel unimportant?

Song Hailin's mind was in a mess, he tossed and turned for a long time, finally he gritted his teeth, took out his phone, went back and forth among many photos, and finally picked out one in school uniform up to his shoulders, and showed it to Lu Yongbin.

If you look closely, you can see that his arms are shaking slightly.

Lu Yongbin took a look and breathed a sigh of relief, "This is that paralyzed... that second guest."

It turned out that the police knew the paralyzed boy.

Song Hailin's face darkened when he heard his words.

Su Shen took the computer and typed in the ward. He clicked on the email sent by his doctoral supervisor, and also stared at the handwritten materials on the desktop, using it several times.

Hu Yuran listened to the sound of typing and typing on the keyboard, not only did not feel noisy, but also felt at ease.

"Su Shen, have you thought about what to do in the future?" He asked suddenly.

Su Shen froze for a moment, and the sound of typing on the keyboard stopped for a while, but it was picked up again immediately, and he said while typing, "I never thought about it."

"Really? I think you are the kind of person who likes to make plans." Hu Yuran closed his eyes, and his voice was light and ethereal.

Indeed, Su Shen himself felt the same way. He was the kind of person who liked to make plans. He had already thought about his 70-year-old life when he was a child.

But it was only later that he realized that planning such a thing was the most tasteless.Human thoughts are useless in the final analysis, any reality, any fate will not be changed because of someone's subjective thoughts.

Objective changes are always caught off guard.

Besides, there is another reason.

Su Shen directly asked Hu Yuran, "Have you thought about it?"

Hu Yuran didn't answer him.But he understood what Su Shen meant.

He and Su Shen are very similar in this respect, they are both habitual in making plans.

But he didn't think about the future.

There is a reason.

It should be the same reason as Su Shen's reluctance to think about the future.Because there is no future.

What do you think about something that doesn't exist?

Hu Yuran has no future.He is a patient.

Su Shen also has no future.He is a criminal.

Su Shen and Hu Yuran became strangely quiet, only the sound of typing on the keyboard was left in the entire ward.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Hello, police," said the man at the door.

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