Dirt

At 12:30 in the evening, all the students who abused and beat Han Qing in the abuse video were listed in the table one by one. He Yuan sat in front of the computer with a dark face and carefully looked at their class names and guardian information.

The sound of the mouse wheel sliding was particularly harsh in the silent room. Coupled with the long list of abuser messages on the computer screen, the air in the entire office was extremely depressing. The black eyes in He Yuan's eye sockets followed the mouse The scroll wheel scrolls quickly across the screen without a hint of emotion.

He Yuan saw Kong Yuanli's interrogation report all the way from the list of abusers to the interrogation reports of several male teachers. He leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes for a long time, thinking quickly about everything about this case in his brain. detail.

In Han Qing's autopsy, apart from frequent beatings and sexual abuse before death, there were no other strong clues, and even the continuous campus visits in the past few days did not make any progress. He closed his eyes and tried hard to think about all this .

Miao Miao, who had been half lying on the sofa, didn't hear the sound of the mouse for a long time. He buttoned the phone on his chest and looked up at He Yuan. I guessed it in my heart.

"There is no perfect crime in this world." Miao Miao said, "The lack of clues can only mean that our investigation is not in place, or there is a problem with the direction of our investigation."

Hearing this, He Yuan opened his eyes in an instant, his brows were tightly pressed into his frown, and soon he said, "Han Qing chose to commit suicide by jumping off a building in school. From this point of view, our investigation direction will not change." There are too many questions, so it’s just a question of surveying and visiting, teachers, students, shops around the school, Gao Chen, they all visited one by one, and there are other things we haven’t contacted..."

The office ushered in a quiet atmosphere again. He Yuan habitually reached out to touch the cigarette case but found nothing. He raised his eyes and saw that Miao Miao was holding the cigarette case in his hand and was taking cigarettes out: "Master, what is it?" The time will go."

As if he didn't hear He Yuan's words, Miao Miao's eyes fell on the corner of the desk, and he licked the butt of the cigarette on the back of his hand a few times with his fingers, and suddenly asked: "Is there no cleaner in the visit record?"

"What? The cleaner..." He Yuan took a breath: "Yes, there are two uncles in their 60s, and a few aunts, but there is nothing, they don't know this kind of thing, you... Do you suspect the cleaner?"

"It's not impossible." Miao Miao put a cigarette in his mouth: "Where the murder happened, all passers-by are suspects."

He Yuan leaned on the chair and looked at the ceiling, and let out a low "hmm" in his throat.

Nicotine was constantly floating on the ceiling, Mi Yue almost choked up tears when she pushed open the office door, she stood at the door and took a tentative look at the two people who smelled of cigarettes, and said softly: "Captain He, your supper is here , everyone calls you out to eat something..."

He Yuan's eyes still fell on the ceiling: "Bring in the two portions of tomato pasta and milk tea inside, and you can eat the rest."

"Yes..." Mi Yue tiptoed out of the private office again, and a few seconds later came in with two servings of pasta and milk tea to put down, and left the room full of smoke quickly.

The tomato pasta was quickly swept away. Miao Miao sat on the sofa and carefully wiped each finger with a wet tissue. His black and long eyelashes were half hanging on his eyelids, and the warm wind blew over his head. With his hair up, He Yuan rested his elbows on the table and looked at Miao Miao quietly with his eyes shining.

"Don't look, just take the medicine and go to bed." Miao Miao didn't lift her head.

"Okay, do you want to go together?" He Yuan pointed to the newly purchased folding bed, with a sincere request in his eyes.

Miao Miao put down the wet towel and glanced at the folding bed: "I'll sleep on the bed when you move to the separate office upstairs. The stately bed in the leader's office for my soldier is not suitable."

"Isn't it true that I never thought about this before I didn't have you? I'm moving tomorrow, and it happens that there is also a lounge upstairs, and I'll buy a bigger one then..."

"No, this is fine." Miao Miao interrupted He Yuan mercilessly: "Take the medicine first, it's a little too much."

After living in slavery for two months, He Yuan suddenly remembered that he was Miao Miao's leader. After "Gulu" swallowed the medicine, he said sharply, "I'll buy you milk tea tomorrow and go to bed!"

Uncle Miao glanced back at He Yuan, and spread his hands out of the way: "All right, strawberry fruit tea."

In the early morning of the next day, before the first ray of sunlight entered He Yuan's office, Zheng Hua had already been taken to the interrogation room of the City Bureau. She lowered her head and planted a fiery kiss on his forehead: "Honey, get up and wash your face, Zheng Hua is here."

The startled Miao Miao turned over and put her face on the pillow, then swung left and right to wipe off the cold sweat oozing from her forehead, her voice was dull and hoarse: "I'll go to sleep in 10 minutes, you go first, I love you. "

The two words at the end of the sentence are like a bolt of lightning, forcibly splitting from He Yuan's celestial cap into the spinal cord, and the tingling electric shock spreads all over his body in an instant, as if the forever dry land has been nourished by the spring rain, and it is also like the vast land of Africa. Finally catching the antelope leopard, He Yuan was so excited that he lifted the quilt horns to cover Miao Miao's body with his trembling fingertips, and said, "Then you can sleep a little longer, I love you too."

Miao Miao, who was supposed to interrogate Zheng Hua, relaxed his whole body, and quickly buried himself in sleep again. He Yuan looked at him and shook his head helplessly, thinking: I still have to come.

Zheng Hua, who entered the palace for the second time, sat in the interrogation room and fully expressed the four characters of shaking like sifting chaff. His mother stood behind her face, and the policeman told her on the way before coming. The girl's belly got bigger, and it was when the woman didn't agree.

He Yuan stood outside the single-sided glass and saw that only Zheng Hua and his mother were inside. He took a step back and asked, "Old Wei, where is that lawyer?"

"Old He, I'm going to criticize you, I used my personal power last night." Wei Sheng looked sincere.

He Yuan was puzzled: "What?"

"I asked a few friends to inquire about him last night, and I heard from them that they saw this lawyer surnamed Zhao calling a lady in a hotel, so..." Wei Sheng lit a cigarette with guilt: "I will let the anti-pornography The brigade has gone, it should still be closed at the sub-bureau.”

"Damn it! Old Wei, you can do it. You've done a good job. Let's go and try this little bastard."

"It's time to unleash our true abilities as messengers of justice!" He Yuan said, holding the cigarette Wei Sheng handed over behind his ear.

The two of them pushed open the door of the interrogation room with smirks on their faces. Zheng Hua immediately sat up straight, then took a deep breath, wrinkled his two thin eyebrows, and shouted a sentence almost with the power of his dantian:

"I admit that I did it to Luo Li, and I used it too hard! I surrender! I surrender!!"

He Yuan and Wei Sheng: "????"

The two quickly looked at each other. What kind of drama is this? What about the messenger of justice?What about the real ability?Why did you admit it yourself?

"Hey! Comrade police, I didn't educate Huahua well. You see, he has surrendered himself. Tell the higher-ups if you can deal with it lightly. We Huahua are still young, and besides, that girl is also our Huahua girl." Friends, this young man just loves to play."

He Yuan squinted his eyes, and the most natural and dangerous aura of a male came out immediately: "Love to play? What do you play? Do you play with the belly of a big girl?"

"No, no." Zheng Hua's mother quickly waved her hands: "I didn't mean that, I..."

"It's your son who is being interrogated now, so you'd better not talk." He Yuan stepped forward and stood in front of Zheng Hua's mother, lowering his eyes slightly and looking down at her condescendingly: "Although Luo Li didn't call the police, your son Now that it has constituted a sex crime, I advise you to pray that Luo Li and her guardians will not pursue this matter, but - as long as there is any humanity, there will be no luck in the face of this kind of thing."

"I..." Zheng Hua's mother was at a loss for words.

He Yuan lowered his eyes and took another step closer to Zheng Hua's mother: "Before I entered the interrogation room, our field police officer called me, and he said--Luo Li and her guardian are already on their way, and they For the police, I don’t think this matter is suitable for private use, what do you think?”

Zheng Hua, who had been sitting in front of the interrogation table, saw that his mother was unable to utter a complete sentence, and her eyes were about to pop out of their sockets. In less than five seconds, she tried her best like a patient with difficulty breathing. Taking a deep breath, he slowly knelt down from the chair to the ground with his head in his arms.

"I... Do I want to go to jail? I don't want... to go to prison... I'm afraid... Mom, save me..." Zheng Hua's voice was trembling to the point that he couldn't make a sentence. He knelt on the ground and almost crawled to by his mother.

Standing behind He Yuan, Wei Sheng took a few steps towards Zheng Hua, raised his trouser leg and squatted halfway in front of him, licked the corner of his mouth with the tip of his tongue, and said angrily: "Little baby, it doesn't matter if you say this. "

"I know I was wrong... I really know I was wrong, please don't let me go to jail, please!"

Kneeling on the ground, Zheng Hua turned around and stretched out his arms towards Wei Sheng's thigh, about to hug him. Wei Sheng rolled his eyes and let out a "tsk" to express his disgust, and then took a few steps back.

Zheng Hua's mother subconsciously wanted to help Zheng Hua, but Zheng Hua pushed her away with one hand, and then knelt down towards He Yuan.

"Squeak—" The heavy iron door of the interrogation room was pushed open, and Miao Miao stepped in. Without saying a word, he went straight to Zheng Hua, grabbed his collar and carried him back to the seat with one hand.

"Don't haggle here, this is the Municipal Public Security Bureau, not a vegetable market." Miao Miao's indifference made people tremble, he let go of the palm on Zheng Hua's neckline, narrowed his eyes and raised his chin towards He Yuan: "Luo Li is here, let's go, let him stay here for a while."

He Yuan was used to seeing the indifference in Miao Miao's eyes, so he raised his hand and wiped Miao Miao's slightly furrowed eyebrows, then turned his head and said to Wei Sheng: "Old Wei, I'll go and see Luo Li, you are here to chat briefly. Just a few words and come together."

Wei Sheng nodded slightly after a few seconds, and said in a very low voice, "Okay, I will give you news if there is something to do."

The sound of Miao He's two footsteps was getting farther and farther in the corridor. Wei Sheng in the interrogation room opened his chair and sat down. He raised his hand with a cigarette in his hand and raised it to Zheng Hua: "Do you mind?"

Zheng Hua shook his head like a rattle.

Wei Sheng put the cigarette in his mouth, played with the lighter for a few seconds with one hand, "click" the flame rose, and he breathed out a mouthful of cigarettes towards the ceiling, his voice was dull and impatient: "Student Zheng, although you surrendered yourself , but according to the regulations, I still have to interrogate you, come on, let me briefly explain the situation at that time."

Zheng Hua bowed his head and remained silent, a hoarse tone came out from between his teeth for a long time, and he didn't speak again.

"Kang Dang!" Zheng Hua's mother kicked on the iron chair leg, with a look of resentment: "Hurry up! Don't waste the time of the police comrades, I really did something wrong to give birth to such a thing as you. It's just causing trouble, it's of no use at all..."

Wei Sheng crossed his hands in front of his chest and leaned back on the seat: "Madam, please be quiet, we are now interrogating your son."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Zheng Hua's mother apologized, then turned around and walked to a row of iron chairs placed in the corner of the interrogation room, gave Zheng Hua a hard look, and then sat down on it with her high-end leather bag in her arms.

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