look at our family

The matter started from Hansong. He received two messages at the same time in the morning. The first message was that Mo Hui, the jailbreaker, appeared and killed a person in the nursing home on Kangfu Road.

The second news is from Han Su that Xiao Dimple's mother was shot in the nursing home...

The deceased was Xiaodiwo's mother.

When Han Song rushed over, Xiao Diwo had already recognized his relatives, and he was sitting in a corner with a dark face. Han Song looked at Xiao Diwo and Han Su who was beside him, and shook his head slightly at the two of them, telling them to stop for now. leave.

Han Su went to see the monitoring of the nursing home, and suddenly everything became a thread.

Xiao Diwo said that his father's partner in the past was a policeman, and Mo Hui used to be a policeman. He seemed to have caught all the clues and called Wu Can who was still in the police station: "Send all the males from the victim's family immediately. Find out the information and see if there is a history of homosexuality in those families."

Revenge for love...

Han Song took the surveillance video and walked up to the small dimple, and asked him to look at the man in the video: "Help me see if the man you met in college is the man in the video."

Xiao Dimple was not willing at first, but after hearing the man, he immediately looked up. In the video, the tall and handsome man was dressed appropriately. He was indeed the man he saw at the school gate back then. He looked at Han Song in panic: "He! Why is he here? Did he kill my mother?"

"Yes." Han Song said: "I don't know why he didn't come to your mother until now. But..." Han Song couldn't continue, he patted Han Su's shoulder instead: "Take good care of him, I'll go to the scene have a look."

"Well, brother..." Han Su asked, "Can we catch him?"

"do not know."

Han Song stood at the scene for a long time, and when Xiang Sheng rushed over, he had basically checked all the equipment on site.

"Look at the person in this video, is it your uncle? Then, can you tell me when he became abnormal?"

Xiang Sheng's fingers holding the tablet gradually turned white, and he squeezed very hard: "It started with the death of a very kind uncle..." Han Song just let someone in the police force find a photo of Xiaodi's father: "It's this person?"

"Yes, although it is a bit different, it is indeed this person, with exactly the same eyes, very kind."

"What did he die for?"

"It is said that it is the sequelae after being shocked by the electric shock. He always has nervous convulsions and finally died in the hospital. My uncle has not been right since then."

"The sequelae of the electric shock. Could it be that he was in a mental hospital?"

Xiang Sheng pointed to Mo Hui who was holding a gun in the picture and said, "Look at the shape of his mouth."

"Do you understand lip language?"

"Well, my uncle taught me."

Xiang Sheng translated it sentence by sentence: "Long time no see, I couldn't find you when you moved from the county to the city. If you didn't break the corner of your son's eye last time, he came to the hospital. Not at all. Remember me? It doesn’t matter if you don’t remember, you owe him a lot, I originally wanted to scare you for a while, but I didn’t expect... You made yourself here... Reincarnation of heaven, However, I can't control the way of heaven now, I'm old, and I won't live long... You owe his life, and I'll pay for it."

After reading it, he always felt that something was wrong, so he asked coldly, "Did your uncle have any illnesses before?"

"sick?"

"His eyes, words, and demeanor are all the features of a dying person, showing up so unscrupulously... Do you know where Xiaodiwo's father is buried?"

"On the hillside of Liangshan, where do you think he will go?"

"I think he's going to kill himself."

When the two came out, Han Song saw the little dimple and asked, "Will you see him with me? You can also see your father's grave."

There were a few gleams of light in the originally dim eyes, and the small dimple tightened Han Su's hand: "Okay, let's go."

Liangshan is a Fengshui mountain specially placed for tombs. The vegetation is lush and lush, and there are flowers and colors hidden in the green shadows among the forests. When the sun shines, the leaves are covered with a layer of green oil.

Listening to the footsteps coming down the mountain, Mo Hui showed a gratified smile: "Young people are awesome."

Since Han Song took over the case, it was the first time he really saw this man face to face. He looked very noble and mighty. Just seeing his face, it was unimaginable that he would be a murderer rumored by the outside world.

"How many people came?"

"It's all down the mountain, so you can talk about the past slowly. We don't bother."

He smiled, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes filled with the long feeling of years: "Okay, are the dimples here?"

"Here it is. Want him to come?"

"That's not necessary." He turned to look at Han Song: "Boy, are you a policeman?"

"No, I'm a psychologist."

"Oh? Then tell me why I want to kill people."

"If my Jinxi is forced to marry, have children, be treated like a beast, and be sent to a mental hospital for electric shocks, I will try my best to get him back, but he will die in front of me because of the aftereffects of the electric shocks. Will go crazy like you."

"I am not sleeply."

"It doesn't matter, people who lose everything are abnormal even if they are normal."

Mo Hui stood in front of the grave, like a pine tree: "Where is my nephew?"

"At the foot of the mountain, do you want to see him?"

"He has regarded me as an idol since he was a child. He even chose the same job. He is also a criminal police officer. He also started as an undercover agent. He is a replica of me. The last time I saw him with a boy, you should be careful and protect him. Good boy, or my nephew might be another me."

"This..." Han Song scratched his temple: "Don't worry about this, he is my lover's younger brother, he is a very nice boy, but he is a little lacking in heart, but your nephew has a lot of heart. They complement each other."

Mo Hui laughed loudly: "You are quite interesting, kid. If I were your leader..." Speaking of which, he shook his head, squatted down, and rubbed the photo of the gentle man on the grave: "Don't be afraid, I'm here to find you!" .”

"you are sick?"

"Well, brain cancer. So many planned things can't be done, boy, can I be buried here if I die?"

"can."

"That's all right, all the wishes that should be done. Let's go, go to the police station, and I will explain everything."

Han Song looked at him strangely, but didn't say anything, and led him down the mountain.

The moment Xiao Diwo saw him, his heart was full of complexities. The affairs between his parents were so vigorous that he seemed like an outsider, unable to intervene.

Before Mo Hui got into the car, he looked back at the little dimple: "You look more and more like him, what's your name? Chang Jiu, right?"

The little dimple looked closely at Mo Hui's smile...

In this matter, who is at fault.

Mo Hui committed suicide by drawing a gun in front of the police station. It was a small pocket gun, and he would never have found it if he hadn't deliberately searched the body.

Xiao Diwo's father died under this gun. It is said that at the end of the year, his body suffered so much that only suicide could relieve it. This was Mo Hui's token of love for Xiao Diwo's father.

It is said that those who commit suicide will be assigned to a path of rebirth, those who die naturally will be assigned to a path of rebirth, and those who are killed will be grouped together.

Life, cannot be together, death, at least in the same way.

On the metal-colored gun, two characters, Chang and Mo, were hand-engraved.