Young detective case book

Ou Yuchen knew that Suye was injured, but he didn't want to imagine how much he was hurt and how painful it was.

Suye was using his thin body to protect him, nothing shocked him more than this fact.

It was as if a hammer had hit his heart hard.

For 20 years, he was used to being alone.

I never expected that someone would protect him desperately.

Suye really cared about me, not just for show or perfunctory—Ou Yuchen thought, so there is really a fool in this world who is willing to protect me, and even regards me as more important than himself.

Really, stupid to the extreme, but also extremely ridiculous.

***

Ten minutes later, in the guest room on the first floor.

Suye quietly curled up on the bed, hugging her knees, resting her chin on her knees, staring at the plaid pattern on the bed sheet, in a daze.

Ou Yuchen stood behind him, bent over, and checked the wound on his back.

There was no way to take off the pajamas directly, because there were a few burning hot pieces that were directly "slapped" on his back.

As a result of high-temperature ironing, the pieces, clothing and flesh stick together and cannot be separated at all.

Ou Yuchen's brains turned quickly, and his moves were even faster.

Well, it can be described as fast, steady, accurate, and ruthless.

He first cut off the other parts of the pajamas with scissors, and then used blunt-tipped tweezers to remove the pieces inserted into the flesh one by one.

He admits that he has always been calm and reserved, and his heart is as hard as iron. He thought he had never been moved when he saw the dead body of his twin brother, but now, seeing Su Ye's white and thin naked back, he couldn't help but feel complicated emotions.

Suye was really very thin, with two butterfly bones sticking out, and the ribs were clearly visible.

The skin is colorless and dull, sub-healthy pale.

But it was such a thin and small body that was trying to protect him just now.

Ou Yuchen didn't know how he should feel.

The wound where the debris was cleaned out was bleeding continuously, and the surrounding flesh showed red, swollen and shiny burns, which were obviously scalded, which was very shocking.

Ou Yuchen knew that the slower the movement, the more painful Su Ye would be, so he moved very neatly and quickly cleaned up the inserted fragments one by one.

The remaining part that sticks to the skin and flesh is simply cut off the clothes together with the scalded flesh.

"Woo!" The moment the scissors cut into the flesh, Suye snorted shortly, and immediately bit his lips tightly.

"Call out the pain." Ou Yuchen glanced at him.

Suye bit her lip and refused to say anything, but clenched her fists even tighter.

His cheeks were already pale, but now they were completely bloodless, showing translucent paleness, and bead-sized beads of sweat dripped down his forehead.

"You, just be brave." Sighing lightly, Ou Yuchen quickly disinfected, applied medicine, and bandaged the wound, and quickly finished treating the wound.

In a hurry, he only found a piece of Luo Ziyang's clothes, and put it on Su Ye's body, it was baggy and didn't fit well.

While buttoning him, Ou Yuchen suddenly asked, "Why did you save me?"

His gaze was deep, complex and dignified, giving Suye the illusion of being seen through.

Silent, not knowing how to answer.

Fortunately, Ou Yuchen didn't pursue the question any further.

Why save him?

It was also difficult for Suye himself to explain this problem.

He remembered that when he was in elementary school, a classmate gave the teacher a pot of white daffodils (Note 1), and the teacher placed it on the windowsill next to the podium.

The first time I saw it, Suye fell in love with it, watered it every day, dewormed it, wiped the leaves for it, and helped it turn the flowerpot so that it could enjoy the sunlight more evenly.

It doesn't belong to him and never will.

However, this does not affect Suye's love for it and his wholehearted care of it.

He comforts it thousands of times a day with appreciative and nostalgic eyes.

It doesn't know, and it can't possibly care, so what does it matter?

The emotions he paid for it, his love and appreciation for it, are all his own business and have nothing to do with it at all.

He wrote in his composition on the eve of graduation: "My favorite daffodil, I hope it will bloom brilliantly every year, even if I will never see it again."

He will never forget the first time he saw Ou Yuchen, the setting sun was like fire, and the grass was green.

The tall, tall and heroic young man walked towards him with leisurely and leisurely steps.

Just like taking care of that pot of daffodils, he wants to take care of Ou Yuchen's pride, indifference and happiness, even though that happiness is not his share.

Yes, indifference.

No one can see the worst side of human heart and human nature better than Su Ye.

He clearly knew that Ou Yuchen was a cold and heartless person from the bottom of his heart, but so what?

Like admiring the pot of narcissus, he admired this young man with an extremely good appearance.

This kind of appreciation does not need a reason. If one day you no longer care about it, you don't have to bother to make excuses.

Just like we like a certain actor, a certain scenery, or even a certain tree, we just like it simply, and never think of taking it for ourselves.

He was just following his own will.

Ten minutes later, fire trucks and police cars arrived almost at the same time whining.

This small building was built by a construction company under Boyu, and it was built for the boss. Of course, the quality is not to mention.

But no matter how strong it is, it can't stand such a toss. Even burning and frying, one-third of the second floor is almost turned into ruins.

The worst thing to look at was Ou Yuchen's room, where a big hole was blown out even in the floor.

The fire was quickly extinguished, and the fire trucks left immediately, leaving only the police, forensic and technical personnel in charge of investigating the scene, busy coming in and out.

***

After inspecting the scene, the police prepared to take notes.

Sun Qisen sat down again in the seat he had sat in yesterday.

Next to him this time, in addition to Meng Yanming, there was another short, stocky middle-aged policeman with a dark face and a short and thick neck.

It seems that he is not doing well, he is already old, and his police rank is not as high as that of Sun Qisen.

A pair of small eyes, but piercing, has been looking at Su Ye with great interest.

It's not surprising that many police officers had the same reaction when they saw him for the first time: curiosity, bewilderment, and then disbelief—right?He is the legendary young detective?

Suye turned a blind eye to his aggressive gaze, Ou Yuchen was a little unhappy, but he didn't show it, he pulled Suye and sat opposite them gracefully.

I can't lean back because of my back injury.

Su Ye leaned forward slightly, clasped his hands like a Christian praying, put them on his knees, lowered his head, and stared blankly at the floor with dazed eyes.

This time standing behind them, only Luo Ziyang and Uncle Zhong were left.

"Suye, what's wrong with you?" Meng Yanming asked, frowning.

Not only him, everyone could see that something was wrong with Su Ye, his little face was pale.

The air conditioner was not turned on in the room, but he was sweating all the time, and his hair was wet, as if he had been fished out of the water.

Suye stared at the floor in a daze, without any reaction.

Ou Yuchen replied on his behalf: "He injured his back."

"Do you want me to check it for you?" Meng Yanming suggested.

Su Ye shook her head, expressing that she didn't need it.

Ou Yuchen thought about it for a while, and thought that the treatment of the wound was fine. He also fed Su Ye some anti-inflammatory drugs, and he didn't make a sound if there was nothing wrong with it.

Seeing Suye suffering, Sun Qisen was very happy from the bottom of his heart, cleared his throat, and said happily: "Now let's discuss the case.

Although the detailed inspection report has not yet come out, our police preliminarily concluded that this was a man-made arson accident. "As if to let everyone hear clearly, he slowed down his speech on purpose, biting every word heavily, "Since it was arson, we need to find the suspect.

I suspect that the murderer is among you. "

"Impossible." Ou Yuchen immediately denied it.

"Why is it impossible?" Sun Qisen retorted, "Our police will not make unreasonable speculations.

The security of Su's house is very good, and the courtyard wall is very high. I have tried it, but it is still difficult to climb it with bare hands.

More importantly, outside the courtyard wall is the bustling main road. Even in the middle of the night, there are often cars and pedestrians passing by, so it is difficult to climb the wall quietly.

It is even more impossible to enter through the gate. There are surveillance cameras installed there, and it will be discovered immediately. "

Frightened by his speculation, Uncle Zhong nervously looked at this and then at that, probably observing who was more likely to be an arsonist.

Luo Ziyang's face did not change, and his posture was open and frank.

Ou Yuchen didn't say anything.

What about Suye?Still staring at the floor in a daze.

Sun Qisen's gaze wandered around them slowly, and continued, "Also, the room where the fire broke out is on the second floor.

Your home is staffed 24 hours a day.

Unless the murderer knew the invisibility technique, how could he enter such a huge courtyard, set fire to the second floor, and then leave mysteriously without being seen by anyone or leaving any traces?

The fire broke out around seven o'clock this morning.

What we the police need to know now is the whereabouts of all of you around seven o'clock in the morning.

Well, Luo Ziyang, let's start with you. "

Luo Ziyang said unhurriedly: "I got up on time at six o'clock and kept cleaning the first floor until I heard Sister Lan's cry.

Well, I was tidying up the study room and arranging the books on the bookshelf. When I heard the cry, I quickly threw the rag and ran up to the second floor in a hurry, just as I bumped into Master Yuchen coming out of Master Suye's room. "

"Aren't you the housekeeper? Why do you still need to do the cleaning?" Sun Qisen questioned.

"As you have seen, there are only three workers in our family, Sister Lan, Uncle Zhong, and me.

It is unrealistic to expect Sister Lan to clean up such a large yard and house by herself.

So Sister Lan is only responsible for cleaning the second floor, and Uncle Zhong and I clean the other floors and yards. "Luo Ziyang explained.

"Your family really makes the best use of it and doesn't waste it at all." Sun Qisen said sarcastically, and then asked, "Is there anyone who can be your time witness?"