Disabled cannon fodder has a dream [Quick Transmigration]

When the accident happened in the morning, several policemen suddenly came from the village and headed straight for He's house. Song Xi heard the news from a panic-stricken aunt without deliberately inquiring.

He Jianjun died. He was fished out of the pond. When he was fished out, his face was soaked white, his forehead was punched with a hole the size of a fist, and the surrounding wounds were soaked.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that He Jianjun didn't fall into the water by mistake, but was killed by someone.

The aunt still had some palpitations when she said it, she stretched out her hand and patted her chest, and said earnestly: "Xiaokang, you should go back and have a look, your mother is crying now, I think I feel uncomfortable."

Song Xi said yes, and after watching the aunt go away, he poked out the system and asked, "System, has He Jianjun been murdered?"

The original body did not remember this incident, but it is not ruled out that it happened after the death of the original body. The original body has only a few words in the original plot, and there are not many mentions about the after death.

"I don't know." The system said, and then explained a little more, "Although each small world has a predetermined node, the node can be changed."

Song Xi understood that when he came here, he changed the fate of the original body who fell into the water and drowned. This node has already shifted, and the system cannot predict what will happen in the future.

Li Shumei is alone in the He family now, Song Xi thought, and he was going to take a look. According to the family relationship, the police would also find him.

When Song Xi swayed slowly to He's house with his crutches, there was a large circle of people outside, who wanted to see, but dared not go in due to the majesty of the police, his eyes were almost glued to the door.

Li Shumei cried in the room, crying heartbreakingly, as if she wanted to vent all her dissatisfaction.

As soon as Song Xi passed by, the village names subconsciously stepped aside and looked at him with sighs or pity.

Pushing the door open, there were three policemen standing in the yard, watching Li Shumei crying in embarrassment, unable to persuade them, and didn't know how to ask questions. There was an old man sitting next to him, wet from head to toe, he should be the first A man who found He Jianjun dead in the pond.

In the shade on the steps, He Jianjun's body was placed there, covered with a quick white cloth.

As soon as Song Xi came in, the policeman standing in the middle looked over keenly and scanned him with scrutiny. Judging by his aura, he should be the leader of the three.

Song Xi nodded politely to him, jumped up the steps to the side of the corpse, and reached out to uncover the white cloth.

The police need to collect the scene to investigate the case, but since He Jianjun's body was moved from the pond, the information should have been collected long ago.

Sure enough, no one came to stop him. These people were all human beings. The family members of the He family probably figured it out. He had a broken leg, so he was easy to recognize.

Song Xi glanced at it and saw that it was not much different from what the aunt said, but He Jianjun had a walnut-sized wound on his forehead, which was not so bad that he died not long ago.

He had just finished reading when the boss in the middle came over and looked at him sharply, "He Kang?"

Song Xi nodded, waiting for the other party to continue asking.

The policeman took out a small notebook and pen from his pocket, and said, "Small investigation, please cooperate."

Song Xi had no doubts: "Okay."

"Where were you from twelve o'clock last night to four o'clock in the morning today?"

"Sleep at my house."

"Your home?" The policeman frowned and caught the key information: "You live with your parents?"

Song Xi understood that it was really weird for him to be separated from the family alone by a cripple, and he said honestly: "The family separated, two months ago."

"Have you been to your parents' place recently?"

"No."

"How is your relationship with your parents?"

"generally."

"..."

The policeman asked a series of questions as usual, and after failing to get the information he wanted, he drew a stroke on his notebook and fixed his eyes on Song Xi: "Your father passed away, are you not sad?"

Song Xi smiled politely and said, "Comrade policeman, how do you know I'm not sad?"

"Expression, eyes." The policeman said: "You are too calm."

Song Xi said: "Maybe it's in my heart."

The police didn't ask any more questions, but Li Shumei who was next to her gradually calmed down, and quickly took out her notebook and walked towards Li Shumei.

Song Xi also passed.

Li Shumei's eyes were so swollen that they were narrowed into slits, and she was still sobbing and trembling uncontrollably.

The policeman said a few words of reassurance and asked, "Li Shumei, where were you from [-] o'clock to [-] o'clock last night?"

Li Shumei replied blankly: "Sleep at home."

"He Jianjun isn't with you?"

"No, he went out to play cards yesterday afternoon. He is very addicted to cards. He likes to play all night every time and only comes back during the day."

"Did you tell me where you went to play cards yesterday?"

Li Shumei gave her name, and a policeman wisely went out to find him.

The two asked and answered, and the matter gradually became clear. He Jianjun went out to play cards at [-] o'clock yesterday afternoon, and the time of death was around [-] o'clock in the morning, that is to say, he may have died suddenly on the way home. He was killed and thrown into a pond, and the useful fingerprint information on his body was destroyed by the water.

The pond is at the end of the village, more than two meters high, and there is nothing in it, but it is connected to a stream, and it is running water. Every day, people go to the pond to wash their feet. The person who picked up He Jianjun said that he saw a pair of shoes floating in the pond just after he took off his shoes. Shoes, I wanted to fish them up, but in the end I found a dead body.

The man was so frightened that he called the police on the spot.

Li Shumei said that during this period, He Jianjun never went back. She thought he was staying at the poker friend's house, so she didn't pay much attention.

Speaking of this, Li Shumei broke down in tears, her body trembling with her head buried in crying, she couldn't listen to what the police asked, so she had to give up.

Song Xi didn't know what to say, so he took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it to her. When Li Shumei picked up the paper, his fingers carefully touched his palm, it was frighteningly cold.

The policeman asked again: "Does the deceased have any disagreements?"

Li Shumei's lips twitched for a moment, and said: "No."

He Jianjun is addicted to poker, but his poker style is not good. If he wins, he gets complacent and publicizes, and if he loses, he throws his cards and smashes the table.

The case was in a dilemma, there was no evidence, and even the footprints by the pond were trampled by passers-by.

The police took the pen and waited for the colleague who he went to inquire about to come back.

Li Shumei stopped howling and just kept wiping away her tears.

It was not appropriate for Song Xi to walk in this scene, so he simply set up a small bench and sat beside him to wait.

Suddenly there was a discussion outside, and a group of people raised their heads and looked at the door. The one who opened the door was not the policeman who went out, but a handsome man.

The man opened the door and came in, breathing quickly, with his clothes casually put on, his eyes scanned the room, and after accurately catching one person, he walked straight to the target boldly.

Seeing the man stop in front of him, Song Xi was surprised: "Wu Bei? Why are you here?"

"Let's see if you're okay." Wu Bei gritted his teeth and looked back and forth. Seeing that the other party was safe, he breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

He was so anxious that when he heard that someone surnamed He in Li Family Village had died, he rushed over without even having time to ask in detail.

Fortunately, fortunately, it wasn't him who had the accident.

Song Xi hadn't seen him for a long time, and he didn't expect that his personality was still the same, with a stubborn mouth.

He smiled: "Are you not busy today?"

Wu Bei's expression became unnatural in an instant, his eyes drifted a little, and he said dryly, "Well, I just finished the project."

Feeling guilty, I thought that if he stayed away from this person, he would be able to dilute that paranoid impulse through work.

After two full months, he had successfully faded away, and when he was about to slowly disappear in his busy life, he only heard a little unfounded news, and all his efforts were in vain.

Like a kid who doesn't know the so-called, he rushed forward without hesitation.

Wu Bei looked dazed, looking at the heartless man in front of him, the turmoil in his heart couldn't be restrained.

He really fell, and just fell on this person, unable to get up, and did not want to get up.

Song Xi sat on the long bench, looked at Wu Bei whose hair was a little messy on his forehead, patted the bench beside him, and said, "Take a break first."

For the first time in history, Wu Bei didn't argue with him, he answered, and sat down beside him obediently.

Song Xi suddenly felt uncomfortable and looked at him several times.

The policeman next to him came over and asked Song Xi, but he kept looking at Wu Bei next to him, "This is?"

The two spoke in unison:

"boss."

"friend."

"..."

Sensing the sudden vicious gaze from the side, Song Xi admitted his mistake dumbfoundingly: "I made a mistake, it's a friend."

Wu Bei snorted, poking and adding modifiers in his heart.

Yes, boyfriend.