slip through the net [criminal investigation]

Does Jing Yu have any burns? "

He definitely shook his head: "No."

"you sure?"

"I'm sure. I grew up with him, so it's impossible for such obvious burns to be hidden from me."

"Then he...is very likely to be an eyewitness."

Xie Lin said: "But...the object of our suspicion at the time was Jiang Huan. He was the one who would overreact to the flames. All our guesses and doubts all the time were based on the fact that Jiang Huan was "X". Target this.

If the purpose of "X" to kill the two kidnappers was indeed to imply the "3.07 Extraordinary Arson Case", Fu Jingyu hadn't appeared at that time.This... doesn't make sense. "

The infinite light in Yingcheng's mind only lasted for a moment, and now it is not only still dark but even more chaotic, he can only squeeze his teeth out: "I feel that the more we search, the more chaotic we become."

"No mess. There is another possibility that can be explained."

"What is possible?"

Xu Fan said calmly, "Fu Jingyu has something to do with Jiang Huan."

Ying Cheng instantly recalled Jiang Huan, who could be extremely similar to Fu Jingyu with just a little dressing up, and the strange sense of synchronization when the two of them stood together, and almost immediately agreed with this point of view: "It is possible. Xu Fan , I leave it to you, and focus on investigating Jing Yu's life experience, I always feel that as long as Jing Yu is found out, Jiang Huan will also be clear!"

"I know, I will try my best. But without the archives, I can't do it. I still need your help in this matter. The electronic archives have only been enabled in recent years, and the old archives in the past were just a formality and left in the electronic archives. The traces are not very detailed, and the file information that can be found on the computer is not complete. Only two key information are entered, one is the top of the case, and the other is the information of the person in charge. 21 years ago, the person in charge of this case, It's Uncle Ying."

"I knew it." Ying Cheng suddenly felt like a mountain on his shoulders, and he was so exhausted that he didn't even have the strength to lift his head. It was easy to ask him to ask, but the problem is that even if he did, his father wouldn't be able to tell the truth , otherwise I wouldn't have hidden this file specifically, I couldn't help but sighed, and complained in a low voice, "Why is there him everywhere?"

"What are you going to do?"

"What else can I do? Go back and find out what my old man has said. Don't hold out too much hope, he probably won't say anything.

I just can't figure it out, the official business related to the case is not a private matter involving personal privacy, why do you keep it secret? "

"Maybe it's to protect you." Xu Fan smiled at him, turned and left, "I'm going to catch up with the report."

Ying Cheng looked at his back, his heart suddenly emptied, and his whole body trembled: "Xu Fan!"

He turned around: "What's wrong?"

The huge panic dissipated like a tide in an instant. He withdrew his hand and waved it awkwardly: "It's okay, be careful, go."

Xu Fan sneered at him: "What's wrong, what can happen if I do a trace inspection?"

After finishing speaking, he ran away by himself, Yingcheng didn't say anything, only heard that Xie Lin still couldn't remember, looked up at the time, and said: "It's getting late, you should go back first, rest early, I will watch in the duty room Just do it."

Ying Cheng suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, looked at the dark circles under his eyes, and suddenly smiled: "Thank you."

He paused, then smiled: "Who told me to beat your class."

In the past, he was the one who persuaded himself to go back early to rest, and then eat and live in the city bureau. His apartment in a high-end community was like a decoration, but he didn't expect it to be changed now. He turned around and went back to the duty room , a word jumped out of my mind belatedly - "fate".

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It was already late when Ying Cheng came home alone with a cane. He tiptoed and opened the door carefully, only to find that a low-power desk lamp was still on in the living room——

Ying Aihua was still sitting upright in the middle of the sofa, not even changing her posture, but there was an extra cup of strong coffee in hand.

"Dad? Are you still asleep? Jiang and Jing Yu?"

He quickly gestured for him to speak softly, and then pointed to the direction of the bedroom: "I'm all asleep. You also asked me why I didn't sleep. Did you tell me where I slept before you left?"

This house has only two bedrooms and one living room. The living room, the kitchen and the dining room are all connected together. There is not even a partition. Where can he sleep?

"Can you blame me? I told you that I couldn't sleep, and I asked you to sleep in the city bureau or hotel, but you insisted on not listening. Now it's okay?"

He casually picked up a file beside him and wanted to beat him up: "Brat!"

Ying Cheng snatched it away, turned it over after saying "Let me see", and then handed it back in a dull manner, full of a sense of "come on, hit me head-on".

"Aren't the files of Jing Yu's kidnapping in your place? What else are you looking for?"

"Didn't you take the initiative to return all the files you borrowed to the Municipal Bureau as soon as you arrived in Lancheng? Do you know what I'm looking for?"

He snorted lightly and did not speak, so Ying Cheng could only ask bluntly: "What happened to the "3.07 extraordinarily large arson case"?" "

But he still didn't speak, just took a sip of coffee calmly, and Ying Cheng let out a sigh of relief, suppressing the nameless evil fire in his heart: "Last year, two kidnappers snatched a little girl from Xingguang Elementary School in full view. When chasing the kidnappers, the police caused a large-scale rear-end collision on the wrong side of the national highway, and there was a lot of trouble at one point, you should have heard of it."

He finally snorted: "How dare you bring this up? You didn't catch anyone in the end. If I hadn't helped you speak good words, you would have been criticized by the whole province!"

"Of course we couldn't catch them, because the two kidnappers were silenced and set on fire afterwards. Among them, one was drugged and lost the ability to resist, and the other was hit by a sap on the back of the head. They appeared in the same fire. Two different modus operandi, familiar?

At that time, I suspected that he was trying to hint something, but I couldn't find it out. It turned out that what he wanted to hint was hidden by you, no wonder I couldn't find anything. "

The atmosphere was suddenly silent, he paused with the hand holding the coffee, and then pretended nothing happened, Yingcheng caught this point, and waited for him to speak calmly, who knew that suddenly Jiang Huan walked out , completely unaware of the weird atmosphere, and even walked to the table and asked softly, "Do you want me to make you a cup of coffee?"

...fuck you bastard!

Ying Cheng's prepared routines were all interrupted, and he was so angry that he ground his teeth, but Ying Aihua waved his hand quickly: "Don't let him get soaked."

After finishing speaking, he kicked him again, "Go to sleep quickly, the boxing ring is still being investigated, and the results will not be available until at least tomorrow morning."

"how about you?"

"I didn't intend to go to sleep." He shook the empty glass in his hand, pouted and gestured to a pile of documents on the table, "Do you think I'm like you, doing nothing every day? When I come down to the task force this time, do you know?" Do you know how much work I have left undone?"

Yingcheng was scolded again for no reason, so he had to grit his teeth and say, "I didn't ask you to come. I told you to go to the city bureau or stay in a hotel. Now Jingyu has one room and Jiang has one, and I haven't." You can’t sleep with Jiang, can you?”

Jiang Huan suddenly glanced at Ying Aihua, then nodded quickly: "Yes."

Usually in this kind of conversation, he would say "add money" with wit, but this time he agreed too decisively, causing Ying Cheng to hide back: "Do you want to sleep with me? Or do you want to be slept by me?"

Ying Aihua raised her foot and kicked it, but Ying Cheng was unprepared, and jumped forward and knelt down to Jiang Huan, only to hear him scold: "What nonsense are you talking about in front of your father? I haven't called the police for three days. Tired?"

He was originally dressed in steel nails, and he grinned his teeth in pain from the solid fall forward, but he still insisted: "This beating is not in vain. Jiang is going to take a bath and put you to sleep tonight."

Jiang Huan clenched his fists again and again, and finally resisted the desire to beat him up: "Why do you sleep, you make me a bed on the floor here."

"What? Playing on the floor? I'm not losing money! You've been beaten so hard that you can't even get on the bed?"

Jiang Huan had just walked two steps away, but he still couldn't hold back when he heard this, and turned around and rewarded him with a chestnut before going to get the quilt.

He carried a quilt out and spread it in front of the coffee table in the living room. Ying Cheng had had enough trouble and was very sleepy, so he rolled into the quilt on the spot, and Jiang stretched out his hand to press it: "Is it hard?"

Ying Cheng was lying on the ground looking up at him, and suddenly smiled: "What should I do?"

"I asked you if the floor is hard!"

"I'm talking about floor coverings. What do you think?"

"I want to kill you." Jiang Huan said as he rolled up his sleeves and went to get him a quilt.

He was afraid that if he didn't leave, he would really be unable to resist killing him. Ying Cheng laughed happily when he looked at his murderous back, but there was a folder in front of him, and he asked, "Dad! What are you doing?" Well! Are you still addicted to beating me?"

"When I had time to molested Jiang Huan, I went to find a girlfriend. My grandson ran away."

Ying Cheng suddenly paused, turned his head and saw that Jiang hadn't come yet, only the rustling voice was particularly pleasant in the long silent night, and said in a low voice, "Dad, I..."

"What am I?"

He stuffed his head into the quilt: "Forget it, let's not talk about it."

"What's the matter with you kid, are you beating again?"

What do you say?Said that Lao Ying's family would not have a grandson, that he would not have a girlfriend, that he liked Jiang Huan?

His favorite high-rise building, built like bricks and stones over the years, was once indestructible, but the cornerstone was carried on a piece of rotten driftwood, and it would sink and collapse if it was touched lightly.

Jiang returned him to be riddled with holes and bruises all over his body, and he was the one who wobbled