Prison Bird [GL Suspense Reasoning]

The days passed very quickly, and it was Meng Liuchen's birthday in a blink of an eye. After joining the company, neither Meng Liuchen nor Lu Xizhang's siblings moved back to Meng's house. They still drove for more than an hour to go home after work every day. Meng Qingdong took the initiative When he proposed to hold a birthday party for Meng Liuchen, Meng Liuchen only told him that he hadn't done it for so many years before, and there was no need for it this year, so Meng Qingdong was speechless.

In fact, for Meng Liuchen, when he was very young, he looked forward to seeing his parents across the ocean, even if there was no gift, only a hug, but this is a common thing in ordinary families , has become a luxury for him.Being disappointed for so many years has already become a habit, and he no longer has the courage to look forward to anything.

Meng Qingdong gave him three days off, allowing him to take advantage of his birthday to get together with friends and relax.Meng Liuchen is very popular and looks like a cynical playboy, but on his birthday, most of the male friends send blessings and gifts. He is famous for his loyalty. Not only girls like him, but also the same sex comment on him quite high.

The box was filled with a faint fragrance of lavender, and the chandelier above the head was overflowing with warmth, fascinated by Meng Liuchen's handsome eyebrows.In this world, there are always people who care about him and who are worthy of his care.

Meng Kejun took gifts from the leather bag one by one, just like Doraemon's magic pocket: "You have loved these things since you were a child. Hey, I didn't remember to bring you more last time. I don't know where they are. Is there any for sale? Also, your uncle misses you very much, he knows you like Patek Philippe watches, so he specially asked someone to buy you a limited edition, try it out soon. "

Meng Liuchen lowered his eyes and looked at the piles of gifts, mixed with sourness and joy. It is said that it is an eternal truth that aunts love their nephews, but Meng Kejun is more like a mother to him.

"It's great that you joined the company, so that you can help your sister share a little more."

Meng Liuchen nodded: "That's what I thought at first, but I saw that those things were terribly difficult. If I didn't want to leave my sister to fight alone, I would have wanted to go back to Australia..."

"Hi." Meng Kejun smiled, his eyes full of love for the younger generation, "You can't give up on yourself, blame me, I should teach you Chinese characters seriously, you have lived abroad all year round, and you have no knowledge base, so it is inevitable that you will be jerky Yes, but your child has a good head since he was a child, take your time, and there will always be progress."

Meng Liuchen was just about to speak, when a ringtone rang, he pressed the answer button and spoke to the person on the phone.

"Is it Xizhan?" Meng Kejun asked with a smile.

"Ah."

"That's great. When I asked you to come back at first, I was always worried that you two couldn't get along well. I was always worried that Xizhan couldn't tolerate you."

Meng Liuchen smiled, full of peace of mind: "My sister is far from being so unkind as she seems. The Meng family owes her too much. Although she spoke coldly to me at first, she didn't hold me against me because I am from the Meng family." No, this Versace T-shirt I’m wearing is a birthday present from my sister.” After finishing speaking, she touched the red string around her neck and pulled out a jade pendant, “And this one, she said that men wear Guanyin and women wear it. Buddha, this can keep me safe."

"This girl is quite superstitious, unlike her style."

If there was no such past events, Lucifer, who is as rigid and serious as a textbook, would certainly not be superstitious, but once a person has experience, he will inevitably be cautious.It's a pity that Meng Kejun didn't know about this, and Meng Liuchen didn't intend to tell her.

Lu Xizhan originally planned to book a room for him to have a meal at night, but it is rare for Meng Kejun to go back to China, so leaving some space for the uncle and nephew to spend alone will make him happier than having dinner with her sister.

HR has more and more jobs, and the manager keeps increasing her workload. Although she is capable, she is not a robot after all. In addition to the request Zhu Yunhuan made that day, she sat in the study and glanced at the small blackboard. The dense network of relationships and keywords made me feel powerless for the first time.

It turned out that the grievances between old master Lu and Zhu Yunhuan back then were all tied to an innocent and poor young man, and this young man was Zhu Yunhuan's granddaughter, Zhu Xiaolin.According to Zhu Yunhuan, at the time when the spring was warm and the flowers were blooming that year, Lu's performance was booming, and Mr. Lu was overjoyed.But once this person climbed higher, he became dissatisfied. Lu Lao seemed to be stunned. He didn't know where he heard the rumor that there was a treasure left by Qianlong on Fengqi Mountain, gold and jade. Liancheng.So he asked Zhu Yunhuan and the two to go up the mountain privately.

Tragic things followed one after another. First, Mr. Lu suddenly realized that this was clearly a rumor, and he was deceived by his greed for profit for a while. Then, after Zhu Yunhuan returned home, he found that his grandson died tragically at home.

Zhu Yunhuan's daughter-in-law died early, and his son was obsessed with racing and became a racing driver abroad. It was almost as if the two of them depended on each other. At first, Zhu Xiaolin was young, and Zhu Yunhuan was busy starting a business with Lu Lao. He always hired a nanny to take care of Zhu Xiaolin, but When Zhu Xiaolin was in the sixth grade, he took the initiative to tell Zhu Yunhuan that he was uncomfortable with someone at home, which delayed his study. Zhu Yunhuan thought that his grandson was not young anymore, and it was time for him to be independent, so he just asked someone to go to the house on time to do three days a day. During the rest of Zhu Yunhuan's absence, Zhu Xiaolin was the only one at home.

The tragedy finally happened. When Zhu Yunhuan returned home exhausted, he found that his grandson was wearing a red floral dress, his hands and feet were tied, weights were hanging from his feet, his hands were hung on the roof beams, and he was out of breath.

Zhu Yunhuan was heartbroken. After the forensic autopsy, he came to the conclusion of suffocation. As time went by, the police were still unable to find evidence of Zhu Xiaolin's murder. There were no fingerprints or footprints at the scene of the crime. No murder weapon.Zhu Yunhuan was full of anger but had nowhere to vent it, which only made this case a mystery to this day.

Everyone said that it was a strange and ominous house. At that time, Zhu Yunhuan lived in a courtyard house, and the decoration was not exquisite, which did not match Zhu Yunhuan's growing Shen family, but Zhu Yunhuan didn't care. Living here, you can feel the presence of grandson, as if he never left himself.Later, Zhu Yunhuan's son saw his father was overly sad, married another wife abroad, and gave birth to a beautiful mixed-race daughter, but Zhu Yunhuan treated her indifferently, thinking about his grandson who died early.Soon after, he expanded his private horse farm and changed his name from Yunhuan to Yunlin to express his thoughts and condolences for his grandson.

The reason why Zhu Yunhuan broke up with Lu Xizhan's grandfather was actually just an emotional outlet. He complained that Lu always called him to go treasure hunting. He thought that without this treasure hunting incident, he would be able to take good care of his grandson, and the tragedy would not have happened. .But compared to the resentment towards Lu Lao, he probably resented himself more.

When talking about this matter again, Zhu Yunhuan's face was full of tears. After so many years, the voice and smile of his grandson still appeared in front of his eyes from time to time. He could no longer pour the same love into his granddaughter. In his opinion, it was a kind of Sins, only by remembering Zhu Xiaolin with his whole life, can he atone for his sins.

What Qiao Yixia said was accurate, Zhu Yunhuan agreed to help Lu Shi because he had something he wanted from Lu Shi, and this thing, only Lu Xizhan could give him, that was the value.Zhu Yunhuan watched this descendant of the Lu family transform from an ignorant little girl into a giant crocodile in criminal psychology, solving one after another of unsolved and mysterious cases.He knew that the dark cloud above his head would finally have a chance to be dispelled.

It has been more than ten years since this case, and it is not easy to start the investigation again. The police officer in charge of this case has retired. The memories and dictation made this mystery gradually clear up in my mind.

"It's been so long, I'm afraid it's not easy to check." Qiao Yixia put the boiled milk on the desk, and put her hand on her shoulder.

"In my life dictionary, there is no word for difficulty."

Qiao Yixia nodded, and had to agree with this: "If you were among the people who solved the case back then, maybe it wouldn't have become an unsolved case."

Lucy picked up the glass, frowned slightly, her eyes were hollow and stern: "I solved the case, but I couldn't save people." She raised her head high, as always, "Criminal psychologists are based on 'crime' It was born on the basis of the two characters. If the world is peaceful, without violence and murder, there will be no so-called criminal psychology. It is ridiculous to say, but we people really rely on these criminals for a living. But We, more than anyone, want to be unemployed."

Sadly, these people who most want to be unemployed, will never be unemployed.

When receiving Meng Kejun's call, Lu Xizhan had just taken a shower and was about to read a book in the study and then take an early rest. She sighed and rushed to the hospital with Qiao Yixia.

The pungent smell of disinfectant makes people dizzy, echoing with the milky white walls. Hospitals are synonymous with hell.

Meng Liuchen wore an oxygen mask and closed his eyes tightly. His long eyelashes, like peacock feathers, were covered with a layer of white light by the light.Du Ling was crying while holding his hand, while Meng Kejun stood beside the bed without saying a word.One was crying and the other was silent, but the silent one was more sincere than the crying one.

"Auntie, hasn't Liu Chen recovered from his illness?"

Meng Kejun shook his head, his eyes were deeply tired and distressed: "Since the transplant operation that year, it has been very stable, and there has been no rejection. After so many years, I don't know why it suddenly happened."