rotten love

Rubbing his tired eyes lightly, Su Mubing woke up from the bed, saw that the sky outside the window was completely bright, then got up and walked out of the study, only to see Lu Xiaoyu making breakfast in the kitchen.

Seeing Su Mubing approaching, Lu Xiaoyu hastened to speed up, and then placed the bread and fried eggs on the coffee table in the living room, placed his hands restrained in front of his stomach, and said timidly: "I don't know how to do anything else."

After scratching at the slender hair that reached the neck, Su Mubing nodded without saying too much.

As soon as he sat on the sofa, Su Mubing heard the sound of Didi, and then took out a communicator from his pocket (this kind of small communicator is exclusively for correctional officers, issued by Modu Prefecture, each has a special number, and cannot call, only applicable to text communication), after taking it out, I saw that it was a message from Chu Xia, and a new case had occurred.

After waiting for a reply, Su Mubing put down the bread and hurried into the bathroom to wash up.

Putting on the punishment uniform and preparing to set off, Su Mubing saw Lu Xiaoyu still standing there, then took out 100 yuan from his wallet and handed it over, "You should stay at home today, I may or may not come back at noon, if not When you come back, you can buy something to eat or make something yourself."

Staring at Su Mubing in a daze, Lu Xiaoyu pursed her lips lightly, "Well...then, are you coming back that night?"

"Let's see." Seeing that Lu Xiaoyu didn't take the money, he stepped forward and stuffed it into Lu Xiaoyu's hand. Looking sideways, he saw an arc-shaped scar on her slightly exposed left shoulder and arm, which shocked her nerves. , asked: "How did this scar come from?"

Shaking her head, Lu Xiaoyu's voice was still soft, "I don't know, I've had it since I was a child."

Raising his arm and looking at his watch, Su Mubing frowned slightly, "I'm going first, try not to go out today if possible, otherwise it will be very troublesome to meet the correctional officers." After saying that, Su Mubing walked out of the house.

Caressing the scar, Lu Xiaoyu walked to the kitchen window and saw a punishment car parked downstairs, and then Su Mubing quickly sat in the co-pilot.

And it wasn't until the car disappeared from sight that Lu Xiaoyu lowered his eyes.

"Lord Su Mubing, you are so gentle." Lu Xiaoyu murmured to herself.

Several correctional vehicles were parked downstairs in an apartment building on Zhengguang Road, District 13 in Chuxi, and a warning tape was pulled at the entrance of the building, and several correctional officers were guarding, waiting for Su Mubing to come out of the approaching correctional vehicle After that, they greeted Su Mubing one after another.

Walking quickly into the room on the second floor of the apartment, Su Mubing saw Chu Xia and a correction officer interrogating an old woman and a young man, while on the ground lay a young man with his throat slit.

Chu Xia reported the preliminary situation to Su Mubing. The deceased was named Song Yu, 25 years old, from District 3 of Hanchuan. He came to District 16 of Chuxi with Fa Xiaojiang Feng at the age of 13. He has done many jobs and is now a postman.The time of death was midnight last night, and the time of discovery was 7:[-] this morning. The landlord came to collect the rent, but no one responded when he knocked on the door. In the past, Song Yu would open the door on time to pay the rent. The landlord felt that something was wrong, so he opened the door.However, there was no financial loss in the home, and there was no sign of tampering. It can be preliminarily judged as murder.

The old woman next to Chu Xia was the landlord, and the young man beside him was Song Yu's hair Xiao Jiangfeng.

"Oh, I'm really unlucky. Take a look at the good house. Look at it. How can you rent it out after it's made like this?" the old woman complained, patting her legs.

The old lady kept chattering, while Jiang Feng beside him seemed calm and calm.

Looking around at everything, the two correctional officers collected information and took pictures, while Su Mubing walked into the bedroom.

The bedroom was tidy and clean, and nothing was found when I opened the wardrobe and bedside table, and then Su Mubing returned to the living room.The old sofa and wooden coffee table in the living room were mostly damaged, but it was not caused by last night.

"Did Song Yu suffer from mania before his death?" Su Mubing felt that the sofa and coffee table were damaged differently, so he asked Jiang Feng.

"No." Jiang Feng replied, "I haven't had much contact with him in the past two years."

"Then since there are few people coming and going, why did you come after us when we came to the scene?" Chu Xia frowned slightly, suspicious of Jiang Feng.

"He lent me 500 yuan last year, and he never paid it back. I came to him today to ask for it. Who would have known that such a thing would happen." Jiang Feng choked his throat, seemingly indifferent.

"Aren't you Fa Xiao? Why are you so calm after he died?" Chu Xia asked again.

"This is not the first time my friend died like this." Jiang Feng spread his hands, "Take Song Yu's parents as an example, why he came to Chuxi from Hanchuan in the first place, besides the difficult conditions, another reason is his parents When he was 15 years old, he was robbed and killed by gangsters. Fortunately, he was in school at the time, otherwise he would have suffered. Although the Correctional Service filed a case, there was no progress, or it was not thought of at all. No matter, we came to Chuxi together later, I thought the situation would be better, ha~" Jiang Feng sneered, "We all have the same virtue."

"You..." Hearing Jiang Feng's answer, Chu Xia felt a little excited.

"Why, did I say something wrong?" Jiang Feng said quickly, "I have seen too many deaths and crimes in the past few years since I came to Chuxi. I am chatting with my colleagues today, but I may not see them tomorrow. Yes, but it's no wonder, after all, this is the 13th district, and it is the closest to Manhui, so there are naturally a lot of scum. This city looks glamorous on the surface, but it is actually rotten inside.

"We are different from those correctional officers you mentioned." Chu Xia retorted.

"Tch~" Jiang Feng said disdainfully, "every correction officer says that, but one group's style is to clean up the scene and leave it alone after returning. It's okay if someone pays, like Song Yu." With Song Yu's body on the ground, Jiang Feng sneered, "A person with no money, no family, no background, who will take care of him."

"you……"

"Okay, okay, stop arguing." Su Mubing patted Chu Xia to stop, and then said sincerely to Jiang Feng: "I'm really sorry for making you lose confidence in the Correctional Bureau, we will do our best to handle this case .”

Seeing Su Mubing put down his figure, Jiang Feng pouted and didn't say anything.

Suddenly a correctional officer trotted in and told Su Mubing that there was a murder case in Qingze Lane.

After Su Mubing quickly arranged the work of other correctional officers, he and Chu Xia drove to the scene of the incident by car.

Qingze Lane is located at the junction of District 13 and District 9 of Hanchuan. Most of the area is one-story houses, and there are relatively few crimes.

After arriving at the destination, as soon as he entered the alley, he heard noisy dogs barking, and in front of a private house in the alley, there were correctional officers, and some people gathered around the door to watch.

After walking in, I saw two correctional officers wearing protective clothing and holding wooden sticks to drive away the dogs. In the yard of about [-] square meters, there were more than [-] stray dogs, big and small, most of them were emaciated. Some can clearly see the phenomenon of skin disease or disability.

After Su Mubing stepped into the yard, the stray dogs fell silent for some reason, their tails retracted and whimpered, but two or three dogs were still barking.

Seeing this scene, one of the correctional officers driving the dogs looked at Su Mubing, and couldn't help jokingly said, "Brother Su, have you ever killed someone? I heard that people and animals who have been stained with blood are afraid."

"Don't be poor, Xiao Chen, go, drive them all inside." Su Mubing pointed to the back of the yard, two-thirds of the yard was divided by a fence, and then the correctional officers drove the stray dogs into the fence, and locked them up. the fence gate.

After cleaning up, I saw a woman lying on her stomach in the remaining space. Her clothes, skin and flesh had been bitten off in many places, mixed with feces and stench, which made people feel sick.

Seeing this scene, Chu Xia covered his mouth and nose and tried his best to adapt.

"Here." Su Mubing handed Chu Xia a small bottle of sesame oil.

After taking the sesame oil and applying it, Chu Xia breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the corpse on the ground, and joked, "This can't be a dog fight."

With a blank look, Su Mubing turned around and looked at the onlookers and correctional officers at the door, "Who reported the case."

"Me." Suddenly a pretty woman stretched out her hand and said, "I reported the case. When I passed by this morning, I heard a particularly loud dog barking and screaming, and then I saw it through the crack of the door. She was bitten by these dogs." The woman said calmly, pointing to the dead on the ground.

"It deserves it, she doesn't know where to find these stray dogs, and takes them home, not to mention disturbing the people, just this shit makes our neighbors dare not open the window, and sometimes a few dogs run out and bite everyone. ’” an old woman shouted angrily.

"That's right, I've approached her for countless times, but she just refused to listen and even hit me." A middle-aged man echoed, then rolled up his sleeves and pointed to the scar on his arm, "Look, look, it's the scar from before. Two months later, I told her that she was still in a hurry, and my arm was covered in blood when I scratched it, oh..."

After ordering the correctional officer to close the gate, Su Mubing squatted at the corpse and inspected the wound. Although the back was gnawed, if you looked carefully, you could still find a huge knife wound about [-] centimeters long.

"Send it back for the autopsy report first." Su Mubing said to a correctional officer, and then walked into the house with Chu Xia.

Inside the house, rubbish was piled everywhere, and the walls and furniture were covered with stains.

"This... this is too dirty, how to investigate." Chu Xia complained.

Seeing this scene, Su Mubing sighed deeply.

"Su Punishment! Su Punishment!"

Hearing the shout, Su Mubing turned around and saw a correctional officer running, and said, "There was a murder case in the alley of Lanfang Street. Director Ji is present, and now I want you to go there immediately."

Frowning slightly, Chu Xia seemed a little puzzled, "What's going on today, there were three murders this morning."

"Don't complain, let's go." Su Mubing patted Chu Xia, and then said to a male corrections officer who was younger than Su Mubing, "Xiao Chen, you are in charge of this place first, and you have been with me for two years. , it’s okay to deal with these.”

Xiao Chen nodded, and then walked into the courtyard.

Chu Xia was driving the car, Shen Yiyan sat in the co-pilot, and drove towards Lanfang Street.

It was 2 o'clock at noon, and there were not many pedestrians on the cold street. I don't know if it was the gloomy sky or the cool breeze. At this moment, the 13th district, which is economically backward, looks a little bleak.

Turning his head to look at Su Mubing, he saw that his head was supported by his elbows on the window, and he was frowning slightly as if he was worried, then Chu Xia asked: "What's the matter? It seems that your complexion is not very good today, did you not rest?"

After lighting a cigarette and opening the car window, Su Mubing leaned back in the chair, "After returning from working overtime last night, I met a woman who was robbed, and then I rescued her."

"Well, your usual style, what's next?"

"She was homeless, so I let her live in my house for the time being."

"I believe in your character." Chu Xia pouted and tried her best to appear indifferent.

…………

Looking sideways and looking out the window, Su Mubing took a long breath of smoke.

"She is from Manhui."

laugh! ——

Su Mubing suddenly hit the platform in front of the windshield with a sudden slam of the brakes. Turning his head away, Su Mubing saw Chu Xia staring at him in a daze.

drop! ——

The car behind him blew its horn, but Chu Xia's astonished face ignored it, and then his eyes were full of resentment, "You know that I hate people very much, why do you always do this! Just let some people go! Why this time Still leaving her at home?!"

After putting out the cigarette, Su Mubing also seemed a little sullen, "Manhui people are human beings, why can't you treat them as equals."

"Equal treatment?" Chu Xia was emotional, "My family, my parents were all killed by people! How can you tell me to treat them equally! Garbage is always garbage!"

Sighing, Su Mubing said nothing.

"Are you angry at me on purpose? You can blame me for what I did wrong. Why do you do such a thing?"

"Why am I mad at you? You're not my...what, besides, this is my own business." Su Mubing turned her head away and said angrily.

After hearing Su Mubing's words, Chu Xia's eyes were filled with tears, and then he started the car and continued driving.

"Ha~ um, yes, am I what you are..." Chu Xia's voice was a little choked up, holding back tears, "You don't have to tell me, why do you say it, I'm just hiding in your hut Well, no one knows, what do you want to do."

"Chu Xia, what do you mean?" Su Mubing raised her voice when she heard Chu Xia's words.

"It's nothing interesting, just like you, just talking."

With a blank look, Su Mubing looked sideways out of the window, "I'm too lazy to argue with you."

Chu Xia wiped away her tears, tried her best to calm down her emotions, and said nothing more.

After arriving at the destination, Chu Xia walked forward quickly, deliberately keeping a distance from Su Mubing, but Su Mubing didn't care about it.

The entrance of an alley in Lanfang Street was also cordoned off, and some people also gathered at the entrance of the alley to watch.

After getting closer, I saw a man in his forties standing aside in a correctional uniform, with a slightly fat body. He was the director of the 13th District Correctional Bureau, and his name was Ji Zhengchen.Seeing Su Mubing coming over, he whispered, "You are responsible for solving this case. The impact of killing people in broad daylight is too bad. If this is reported to the 1st District Headquarters, you and I will inevitably be punished."

"I will do my best." Su Mubing bowed slightly.

"Well, you go, I'll go first." After finishing speaking, Director Ji and two correctional officers got into the car parked by the roadside.

After Director Ji left, Su Mubing walked quickly to the scene.

It is said to be an alley, but it is actually a dead end created by the illegal construction of the surrounding shops, the oversized roof and the gap between the houses. The light inside is dim, and some garbage is piled here.

On the ground, there was a middle-aged man lying on his stomach. His body and head were divided, and a large amount of blood stained the ground.

After receiving the security card and other documents that a policeman took from the deceased, he was judged to be a sculptor, Chuxi District 13, and he was considered a well-known person in this industry.

At the other end, two young men were outside the alley, as witnesses, squatting against the wall.A short-haired man's eyes were frightened and erratic, and his body was trembling constantly, as if he was greatly stimulated by the tragedy that had happened.The other man with long straight hair and sagging shoulders looked very calm, looking sideways and lowering his head. The hair on his forehead covered half of his cheeks, and he was wearing a black leather jacket.

Seeing this, Chu Xia quickly stepped forward to understand the situation with the witnesses together with another correctional officer holding a pen and paper.

"White, a white mask..." One of the short-haired young men choked up and said, "He... he was wearing a white mask... he was holding a knife, and after saying a word, he... cut him off... ..."

"What did you say? Did you hear clearly?" Su Mubing stepped forward and asked.

"I am the intoxicated judge—Beng Yun, and I will judge you for the crimes you committed." Another long-haired man said calmly.

"What do you mean?" Su Mubing slowly raised her hand and put it on her waist, feeling that there was something unusual about this long-haired man.

Slightly raising his head to look at Su Mubing, the long-haired man's eyes became extremely sharp at this moment, and the weird orange pupils seemed to be telling the danger that was close at hand.With a slight grin at the corner of his mouth, the long-haired man suddenly pulled a gun from his shirt, and flew behind the correction officer who was taking notes, and then chopped off the correction officer's head with his backhand.

Su Mubing on the side pulled out his gun and loaded it to shoot, but the long-haired man lifted his legs and fell to the ground when he didn't want to, and the gun was snatched from his hand.

Looking up for a moment, the long-haired man stood on the roof of the illegal building at the top of the alley at an extraordinary speed, about five meters above the ground.

The onlookers and another eyewitness had already fled in a hurry when they saw the situation. At this moment, Lanfang Street was empty.

At the same time, the four correctional officers including Su Mubing and Chu Xia were all shocked by the scene before them.

Su Mubing got up from the ground, and everyone looked up at the long-haired man standing on the roof. At this moment, he was standing on the head of the slain correctional officer, holding the gun in his left hand, and the gun in his right hand.

A correctional officer got emotional and pulled out a gun to shoot the long-haired man.

boom!

The correctional officer was hit between the eyebrows by the unusually quick shot of the long-haired man, and then collapsed to the ground.

With a choked throat, Su Mubing, Chu Xia and another correction officer stood where they were, not daring to act rashly.

"I am the intoxicated judge——Beng Yun." The corner of his mouth grinned slightly, and the man pointed a gun at Su Mubing, put the gun back into his clothes with his left hand, and then took out a pale white mask and put it on his face On the top of the mask, two black tear stains ran through to the bottom, exuding a strange aura, "If you are obsessed with intoxication, you will be like the collapsed clouds in the sky, and they will all be shattered." After finishing speaking, the man shot He shot another correction officer, then turned and fled.

Seeing the long-haired man running away, Su Mubing turned around and quickly ran back to the car to pick up the car phone, "Call the headquarters of District 13! Call the headquarters of District 13! A criminal was found on Lanfang Street! Fleeing to the southwest on Hongfeng Road! Ask for help! Ask for help!" "

After the headquarters answered, Su Mubing looked at Chu Xia who was still standing there. She still looked up at the direction where Beng Yun left, her frozen eyes seemed unable to wake up from the incident just now.

"Chu Xia, Chu Xia, are you okay?" Su Mubing stepped forward and shook Chu Xia's shoulder.

Turning his head away and looking at Su Mubing, Chu Xia's eyes were filled with tears at this moment, and he said with a sob: "I remembered, I remembered, he..." Tears rolled down his cheeks, "...he is the one who killed my parents □□…”

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Sitting slumped on the ground, Chu Xia was trembling all over, "But...but I don't even have the courage to pick up a gun." Suddenly, he opened his arms and hugged Su Mubing tightly, Chu Xia finally couldn't help crying out loud,

Caressing Chu Xia, Su Mubing opened his mouth, not knowing how to comfort him.

Gray dark clouds covered the sky, and the breeze blew the scattered dead leaves, leaving them on the deserted and deserted streets. The correctional vehicles flashed uneasy lights, which seemed to indicate the coming of danger. The blood was stained with filth, and he raised his eyes to the sky. At this moment, Su Mubing had vaguely felt that the 13th district would be intimidated by the power called fear in the near future.

And the man who called himself Beng Yun seemed to be just the beginning.