Bailian's stand-in has collapsed [Transmigration Book]

Lin Jianqiu fell into a coma for a while.

When he woke up again,? Still in the basement, someone moved him to a higher place, where? Miss Li was sitting there sobbing softly.

She seemed to have calmed down a little.

The policewoman put a blanket over her body, comforted her softly, and asked for clues.

Ms. Li's face was full of bewilderment, and she gradually realized that her ex-husband was also dead.

She looked gloomy and a little helpless.

While talking,? She could hardly control her emotions, and bit her lower lip tightly, so she didn't cry out directly.

She and her ex-husband were college classmates, and they were together because of "love". Before giving birth to their daughter, they were the most enviable fairy couple in the circle of friends.

The trivial things in life piled up into grievances, obliterating the passion of the year.

Ms. Li separated from her ex-husband because of differences in ideas and her daughter's future, and she never agreed to her ex-husband's request for reunion, but it was not because of empathy, or because of hatred.

At least he will never be expected to be injured, or even die.

She hoped that they would be safe with each other, and maybe after many years, when one party figured it out and voluntarily backed down, they would reconcile.

But she didn't expect that? There would be no such opportunity again.

The tragic death of her daughter had already made her on the verge of collapse and numb her senses. When she mentioned the news of her ex-husband's death, her empty heart didn't feel any big waves.

She just feels cold.

The policewoman took the hot water from her colleague, raised Miss Li's hand, and stuffed the cup into her palm.

Miss Li held the cup tightly, the warmth of her palm made her look a little better.

"Do you know who Mr. Dai has had a grudge against?" The policewoman paused, and asked more cautiously, "Especially for... things related to your daughter."

For example, the mistress who had an extramarital affair, the first love in the student days, who couldn't love her, so she felt resentful and decided to kill her to vent her anger.

——Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain why the murderer had such great malice towards children.

However, Miss Li shook her head.

"Although it's a bit shameless for me to say this, but...he has always only liked me."

"It's been since middle school."

Ms. Li has been studying very well since she was a child. She often went to various schools to participate in activities or exams, so she accidentally ran into Mr. Dai from the school next door.

It wasn't until they were together that Mr. Dai revealed the secret in embarrassment—he fell in love with Miss Li at first sight.

It was her from the beginning of love when he was young, and Mr. Dai even worked hard to study for her, and finally got admitted to the same university.

After getting married, having children, and divorced, there were big and small conflicts, passions faded, and resentment arose, but most of them were Ms. Li's unilateral unwillingness.

Mr. Dai has come to ask for peace countless times, and he has never missed blessings and greetings during various holidays.

Due to his personality, he has never been able to put all his selfishness on his family, but it is undeniable that he does have true feelings for his ex-wife.

What's more, he is a person with a very high bottom line of social morality, and it is absolutely impossible for him to commit an affair within marriage.

"Maybe someone misunderstood it." The policewoman asked, "Do you know who Mr. Dai has been getting close to recently, or friends of the opposite sex?"

Ms. Li shook her head in a daze: "I, I don't know, I haven't contacted him for a long time, and I only took a look at him in the past few years when he came to see An'an... I don't know if anyone has contacted him. , I don’t even know if he changed jobs or not.”

"Maybe An An knows, but I don't allow her to mention these things to me."

After Ms. Li finished speaking, she became depressed again. She didn't know whether she felt regretful or regretful.

The progress of the investigation in human relations is almost zero.

When Lin Jianqiu left the basement, he also got a cup of hot water.

Li Chengxin took the time to come over and take a look at him.

"You're okay?"

"It's fine." Lin Jianqiu shook his head, "Sister Chengxin has canceled her business trip tomorrow?"

"No, it's still an early morning plane ticket." Li Chengxin replied, "My colleague will come over in the evening, and I will explain it to her, and she will be responsible for following up."

"Lele over there—"

"Lele may still need your attention. He still likes you very much. If it's convenient for you tonight..." "I want to ask for a vacation." Lin Jianqiu interrupted Li Chengxin.

"...Ah?" Li Chengxin was stunned, "Is it because of this case?"

Lin Jianqiu nodded.

Li Chengxin was self-aware. Ordinary people would have nightmares for several months at the scene of a car accident, let alone such a bloody and brutal scene of massacre.

There's nothing wrong with taking a moment to adjust your mood.

And maybe there is something that needs the "witness" Lin Jianqiu to testify.

Li Chengxin: "Then tomorrow..."

Lin Jianqiu: "Maybe I won't be free tomorrow—if this case is not solved, I can't guarantee it."

Li Cheng felt puzzled: "Why?"

"You can't be..." Li Chengxin hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Do you want to follow up on this case?"

"I want to see the murderer arrested and brought to justice with my own eyes." Lin Jianqiu replied.

His expression is serious.

When Li Chengxin caught his gaze, he could no longer doubt that he was talking empty words.

Lin Jianqiu made up his mind, but he didn't become that unscrupulous businessman. He offered to refund the money for the remaining few days if Li Cheng minded.

"If you want to pay for mental damage, it's best within the range I can afford. I'm still very poor now."

Lin Jianqiu turned out his pocket and showed it to Li Chengxin: "The most valuable part of my whole body may be this face."

"..." Li Chengxin looked at Lin Jianqiu's face covered with white gauze and Band-Aid, and finally swallowed what he wanted to say.

She couldn't refute it either.

"If you are in a hurry to find someone and can't find it, I can also recommend some other candidates to Sister Chengxin." Lin Jianqiu paused, "I have a friend who should be available, if Sister Chengxin trusts me, I will find him." He's here to help."

Li Chengxin was going on a business trip in a hurry the next day, and it was too late to find someone temporarily.

Also out of some unspeakable hidden thoughts, Li Chengxin nodded in agreement.

"I believe you once."

The two of them had just finalized the matter about Lele, and Officer Gao had just come out of the building next door and called Lin Jianqiu not far away.

Probably some new clues were discovered.

Lin Jianqiu only had time to say hello to Li Chengxin, turned his head and walked towards Officer Gao without hesitation.

The assistant came over with two glasses of water, but only Li Chengxin was seen.

"Hey, where's Lin Jianqiu?" He looked around, but didn't see anyone, "I just turned the water upside down..."

"Drink it yourself, he went to investigate clues with Officer Gao." Li Chengxin replied.

"Ah?" The assistant blinked blankly, "The bump just now sounds painful, why don't you go to the hospital for a check-up? Why are you still running around?"

"He said he was used to it." Li Chengxin recalled Lin Jianqiu's state, "Looks like he's still alive and kicking."

"That's it." The assistant curled his lips, "I didn't expect him to be quite interested in the murder case, wouldn't he really want to develop it? I heard that he has nothing to do with this case... I thought before that He wants to hype up and whitewash, I misunderstood him..."

"It doesn't matter? What do you mean?" Li Chengxin raised his eyebrows.

"I just heard it." The assistant lowered his voice, "It seems that the police found the bags in the shopping mall in the west of the city at the victim's house, so they went to adjust the surveillance, and they happened to see Lin Jianqiu passing by that shopping mall... ..."

"However, there was no footage of the conflict in the surveillance, and the police also believed that the murderer was unlikely to cross such a long distance to chase and kill the victim. They didn't even need to ask Lin Jianqiu."

"However, it seems that someone said that Lin Jianqiu has a good memory, and he may remember some clues, so they used this reason to ask him to assist in the investigation..."

It sounds like a perfunctory excuse.

Being a witness is of little use, more like hiring a "detective" as an off-site aid.

"Although I don't know what clues he has in his hand, but his psychological quality is really good." The assistant scratched his hair and said smoothly, "I don't know how he fell to that end before."

He still felt embarrassed to say it.

I think he is a few years older than Lin Jianqiu, and he has seen many big scenes with his predecessors. However, he was also facing the murder scene. He was so frightened that he spit it out. He thought he wanted to show off. Unbelievably calm.Not afraid to say nothing, but actively looking for clues.

People always react with instinctive fear to dangerous things.

In the case where the identity of the murderer cannot be identified, no one can guarantee whether the murderer will be a vicious person.

In the worst case, the life of the tracer will be in danger.

In previous years, there were not a few criminal policemen who died in the line of duty or were retaliated by murderers and their relatives and friends.

In terms of this mentality alone, the assistant looked at Lin Jianqiu with admiration and even awe.

Li Chengxin felt that the assistant was thinking too much.

It's no secret that Lin Jianqiu rushed to provide clues for the bonus. The last time he blatantly asked the police for money at the scene of the crime, he left a deep impression on everyone present.

Eighty percent this time is no exception.

After all, walking her dog may only be this time, not to mention bringing him no hidden benefits, but even causing him a whole body of injuries.

Li Chengxin could understand his choice, if she encountered such a situation, she would just throw her face away if she was in doubt.

In comparison, Lin Jianqiu is quite responsible.

But the attitude he showed unintentionally made Li Chengxin care for no reason.

Li Chengxin couldn't figure it out, so he asked his assistant for advice.

"You said, a person who loves money like his life and is full of money from various places suddenly told you that he is willing to compensate for mental damage... What is the reason?"

The assistant didn't know why the topic jumped here, but he still thought about it for a moment, and then tentatively speculated.

"Could it be that he suddenly became terminally ill?"

"Because I felt that my life was not long, or that this was God's revenge, so my conscience found out before I died—"

Li Chengxin: "..."

It shouldn't be...well.

on the taxi.

"Stop the car in front." Miss Li said suddenly.

The driver was a little embarrassed, subconsciously slowed down the speed, but did not stop.

"But the police told me to take you home... There is still some distance ahead."

"My parents live near here." Ms. Li said, "I want to live with them for a few days, and I'm motion sick."

Miss Li covered her mouth, turned her head to face out of the car window, and frowned tightly, as if she was about to spit it out at any moment.

The driver didn't know that she was a relative of the murder victim. Through the rearview mirror, he saw that Ms. Li was indeed pale and looked very uncomfortable. Then he heard a "ding" sound from the taxi app on his mobile phone, and someone called out nearby. car.

He hesitated for a moment, then took the order and stopped the car on the side of the road.

"Are you really okay?" The driver asked politely, and then ordered, "If someone asks, just say that I sent you home, is that okay?"

Miss Li stood by the side of the road, covered her stomach with one hand and slowly squatted down.

People with motion sickness sometimes also have abdominal pain.

It seemed that the passenger was suffering from severe motion sickness, and the driver didn't think much of it.

Miss Li nodded to him, indicating that she knew and would not embarrass him.

The driver breathed a sigh of relief.

The previous policeman had paid the fare in cash. As long as Ms. Li didn't take the initiative to say that she got off the bus early, no one would know.

Moreover, he is such a big adult, and it is in broad daylight, so nothing will happen.

"Then you rest here for a while, remember to go back early."

Miss Li gave a weak "hmm".

The driver didn't pay much attention, he turned the car around, stepped on the accelerator, and drove the car away.

Only then did Miss Li stand up slowly, and walked forward unsteadily.

She lied to the driver.

This neighborhood is not her parents' house at all. Since she divorced, they have moved in together to take care of their daughter conveniently.

……daughter.

Ann.

Thinking of those words that originally symbolized beauty and infinite hope, Ms. Li felt a throbbing pain in her heart.

Only feeling uncomfortable is real.

But not because of motion sickness.

An An's face repeatedly appeared in her mind.

Living, laughing, crying, happy, angry, coquettish, tantrum...

In the blink of an eye, it was covered by that cold corpse.

Closed eyes, bloody holes, broken limbs, black bags, shattered residue...

Like lifeless garbage, it was randomly discarded in a dark corner where no one stepped on.Miss Li crossed the zebra crossing, stepped on the steps mechanically, and walked along the sidewalk.

In front is the bridge, on which there is a constant flow of vehicles, and outside the bridge is a wide river that has no end in sight.

There are two promenades on both sides of the river bank under the bridge, and you can vaguely see a small riverside courtyard with blue bricks and black tiles in the distance, surrounded by willow trees and lawn vegetation.

Large tracts of winter jasmine bloom beside the river bank.

She has walked across this bridge many times in the past, driving, walking, passing by by chance, and came here for a walk at night.

The most recent time was half a month ago, when spring came, and she saw the willow trees sprouting buds by the bridge. She took An An here on weekends for an outing, and even broke off a wicker to make a wreath.

The branches are decorated with winter jasmine and peach blossoms blooming at the intersection.

The garland was still placed at home, the peach blossom petals had fallen off long ago, and there were only scattered dried yellow flowers left. Miss Li thought it was too intrusive to put on the table, it was not good-looking and took up space, it was useless, so she wanted to throw it away. An An picked it up from the trash can again.

A small quarrel broke out between them.

Ms. Li defined it as her daughter's rebellious period, but in the end she chose to compromise and make concessions. She bought a wall-mounted storage bracket and discussed with An An that those small items should be kept tidy on the bracket.

The express delivery of the bracket has just arrived, and I haven't had time to install it yet.

But An An is no longer there.

Her daughter left her forever.

In the future, she will no longer be able to be angry with her daughter, nor will she be able to admit and correct her mistakes and obtain her daughter's forgiveness.

She will never see her daughter grow up again.

Miss Li stopped unconsciously, grabbed the bridge railing, and stared down blankly.

The waves of the river were churning, clattering against the bridge pillars and rock walls.

It slammed into it, and then broke into countless small sprays, returning to the rushing river.

One after another, like a drum beating, hit the eardrum one after another, getting closer and clearer.

Miss Li felt dizzy for a while.

"Beep beep-"

"Jingle Bell--"

The cars on the bridge were jammed together, and the two cars collided directly. The driver got out of the car in a hurry, but instead of rushing to the other party to ask for compensation, he rushed to the sidewalk.

Several bicycles on the non-motorized lane were thrown aside.

Pedestrians stopped in horror and looked in the same direction - the apex of the bridge.

The dazed woman climbed up the bridge railing.