conspirator's love

Police officer Lao Qin patted the edge of the wine glass with his fingers, signaling to Qin Mo: "Full up!"

"There's only beer." Qin Mo opened the bottle and poured it for Lao Qin. As soon as the golden liquid reached a third of the glass, the rich foam expanded and reached the edge of the glass.

Police officer Lao Qin picked it up and took a sip, leaving white foam at the corner of his mouth, "Because of these circumstantial evidence, we locked in the deceased's husband and believed him to be a major suspect."

He wiped the corner of his mouth and continued: "I have to admit that the husband of the deceased is handsome, he can be classified into the ranks of the urban elite from clothing to conversation, and he has a lot of friends, which is what the saying goes. As soon as he stepped into our police station, the phone from above came back, saying that this simple and clear drowning case should be investigated as soon as possible, and the family members should not be put under unnecessary pressure. I don’t know if he was under pressure, but I felt at the time The pressure was suppressed all at once. Hey, society, society, the higher-ups set up a difficult problem, just to test whether you know it, it’s the same everywhere.”

Speaking of the last sentence, Lao Qin raised his glass and motioned for Qin Mo to join him. Qin touched him silently, then raised his head and took a big sip.

"Just drink, you can eat some too," Qin Mo's mother picked up another piece of sheep scorpion and put it on his wife's plate.

Police officer Lao Qin put down the cup when he heard this, picked up the scorpion with his hand and gnawed another piece.

Throwing the bones into the trash can, Lao Qin continued to tell the story: "However, unexpectedly, the whole questioning process was very smooth, the other party was very cooperative, and every question was answered flawlessly: when asked about his relationship with his wife, he said The relationship has always been good, and they are as close as guests, but they are middle-aged, both of them are busy with their careers, and sometimes they inevitably neglect each other, and they even show shame when talking, saying that they are sorry for their wives and children, and they don't care enough. Asked why he thought of buying a huge amount of commercial insurance for the deceased half a year ago, he replied, because his wife had a small car accident half a year ago. Although it was a minor injury at the time, it caused a great shock to the family. My college classmate worked as a senior executive in an insurance company and was close to the water, so he bought a commercial insurance for his wife."

"Could it be that the car accident half a year ago was also intentional?" Feng Lu asked with wide eyes.

"That car accident, after investigation, there is nothing suspicious, and the senior classmate of the insurance company is indeed someone." Lao Qin added.

"What about the other doubts? How did he answer?" Fang Yan asked curiously.

"Ask him why the deceased went to a remote wild river at night, and he admitted that he couldn't figure it out. When asked about the embarrassing concubine and illegitimate children, the man sighed and said that he was too young when he was young. Ridiculous, you can't ignore the child after it's born, let alone a son, so he has been taking care of the mother and the child. This is indeed wrong, and he doesn't want to make excuses for himself, but he still loves his wife. So there has been no divorce for so many years. I was very impressed by this person who spoke sincerely and without loopholes."

"Although his answer is reasonable, he still can't clear up his suspicion." Qin Mo concluded.

"That being said, the husband of the deceased had a very perfect alibi. On the day of the incident, their company was rushing to work on a big project. The boss held a meeting with a dozen employees all night to perfect the bid, so he had more than a dozen witnesses. , there is no time to commit crimes."

"Then he might have an accomplice," Qin Mo interjected.

"Yes, we also think so. He should be an accomplice. After many investigations, one person caught our attention. Before the deceased drowned and died, his husband's former driver was fired. This driver had been with him for many years , but a month ago, it was said that the two had a dispute and the driver was fired. This somewhat mysterious timing aroused our suspicion. Unfortunately, after searching for a long time, we did not determine the whereabouts of the driver. During the period when the female deceased died, he did not leave T City."

"So this driver is the key. If we can find him, make a breakthrough in the interrogation, and get direct evidence of the two people's accomplices, the case will be settled." Qin Mo said while handing the cabbage to Dialect.

Dialect took it, picked up a chopsticks of cabbage and put it in the hot pot to rinse.

"It's a pity, however, that something happened later that brought the criminal investigation to a stalemate." Officer Lao Qin put another piece of sheep and scorpion on the plate.

Qin Mo's mother poured a plate of oyster mushrooms into the hot pot.

"Before the meat is finished, you start cooking the vegetables, come on and eat the meat!" Police Officer Lao Qin looked at the mushrooms and cabbage floating in the pot and encouraged him.

Feng Lu seemed to have found a new goal after her enthusiasm for eating meat was hit. She added the boiled mushrooms and cabbage to the bowl and concentrated on eating.

"What happened later? What happened?" Fang Yan asked hurriedly after listening to the story.

"The suspect is dead." Police officer Lao Qin took out another cigarette, and held it between his fingers without rushing to light it.

"Driver?" Qin Mo asked.

"No, it's the deceased's husband. He and his daughter went into the mountain, fell off the cliff for some reason, and died of a ruptured arterial artery." Police officer Lao Qin took out a seasoning bottle from nowhere, and poured some pepper on the scorpion on the plate. Oil.

"If you eat too much spicy food, eat less." Qin Mo's mother told him.

"Well," Police Officer Lao Qin picked up the scorpion and nibbled on it deftly.

"Has the driver been found?" Qin Mo asked.

"No, where can I find it? Just after the death of the deceased's husband, this person seems to have disappeared from the world. Anyway, he never appeared in T City again."

"What about the huge insurance money?" Fang Yan asked.

"It belongs to his daughter. That girl is really pitiful. Both parents died in less than half a year. And it was all accidents. There is no evidence that her mother committed suicide. In the end, the case can only be closed by slipping into the water. If her father really killed her Wife, this man is not as good as a man." Police officer Lao Qin raised his cup and drank it, "At that time, a colleague said that the husband of the deceased had a bad name, and his name was Mo Dongsheng. Sure enough, he didn't see Dongsheng. The sun died on the mountain."

"What did you say his name was?" Fang Yan felt as if his head was electrified when he heard this, and couldn't help asking again.

"Mo Dongsheng."

"His surname is Mo, so his daughter's surname is also Mo?" Fang Yan asked again.

"You are really a silly girl. My surname is Mo, so can my daughter have another name?" Police Officer Lao Qin laughed heartily.

Dialect, however, seemed to have been struck by lightning, and his mind was running in a mess.

"How did your parents die?"

"ACCIDENT."

I left T City four years ago...I used to live in that area...He and I are half-brothers...Dialect put all the information about Mo Jiaxin in my head After reading it again, she felt a lump in her throat.On the one hand, I feel that I have glimpsed some secrets, and on the other hand, I hope that all this is not true.

"The story of falling and dying in the mountains is very familiar. It's very similar to the weird rescue incident I told dialect last time." After Qin Mo finished speaking, he briefly recounted the story told in the cafe last time. .

"It's really one thing," Lao Qin nodded.

"It's amazing, I feel goosebumps all over the place. It seems that this person can't do bad things, otherwise God will accept you." Feng Lu commented.

"But maybe there is another explanation, but we don't know about it." Qin Mo said with a smile.

"Get some vermicelli." Qin Mo's mother put the vermicelli on the plate into the pot, "Eat more, I'm too busy talking, can I fill my stomach?"

Fang Yan was still thinking blankly about what she had heard, she only felt a chill creeping up from the soles of her feet, and wanted to ask Mo Jiaxin.She recalled the thin and small Mo Jiaxin she once taught, and it was hard to imagine that she had endured so many accidents by herself. She wanted to hear her talk, and hoped that she would pat her on the shoulder and say, "Do you want to talk to me?" There are too many, I thought it was filming, but I have never experienced this."

Feng Lu turned pale when she saw the dialect, and poked her with her elbow, "What's wrong?"

Dialect gritted his teeth and uttered a few words with difficulty: "I... am fine."

"This kid is eating in a hurry, isn't he sick to his stomach? Why is his face so ugly?" Qin Mo's mother also saw the strangeness, and hurriedly greeted Qin Mo, "Quick, pour a cup of hot tea."

Dialect took the scented tea and smelled the light jasmine fragrance, and took a few gulps. The warm tea was like a pair of big hands caressing her chest, making the coldness in her heart seem to fade away.

"You too, the first time the child comes to eat, you just talk about killing people and stealing goods, and see how you scare the child." Qin Mo's mother said angrily.

"It's my fault, it's my fault," Police Officer Lao Qin blindly apologized, "However, you are too timid in dialect, and now the TV is showing the rule of law, Skynet, and other programs during lunch. I don’t know how many ordinary people rely on these programs for dinner.”

"Uncle, the story you told has nothing to do with it. I accidentally bit my tongue just now, and it hurts so much that I can't speak." Fang Yan had to find an excuse to laugh.

"Son, you are short of meat. Come on, let's eat two pieces of mutton instead of our own." Qin Mo's mother hurriedly picked up a piece of scorpion and put it on her plate.

Qin Mo took the teacup that Fang Yan had finished drinking, and refilled it for her.

Feng Lu patted Fang Yan on the shoulder, Fang Yan turned to look at her, wondering what comforting words she was going to say, but who knew that this guy just said lightly: "Pass me the oily bean curd."

After the meal was finally finished, Fang Yan and Feng Lu thanked the host for their hospitality and prepared to leave.

"Qin Mo, you go see it off," Qin Mo's mother pushed Qin Mo, telling him to leave it alone.

"No need, Auntie, Qin Mo should also stay." Fang Yan quickly thanked.

"Auntie, let's not look up and look down, so you don't have to be so polite." Feng Lu also waved her hand generously, "Let's go on our own."

Qin Mo sent them to the door, "Then be careful on your way."

"Dialect," Qin Mo paused and then suddenly stopped Fang Yan. He took a big step, approached Fang Yan, and whispered in her ear, "Can we meet again in the future?"

"Well," Fang Yan nodded numbly.