slip through the net [criminal investigation]

After A Cheng, I have never suffered.Aunt Su, let's go, go home, don't worry about anything, don't stay in Lancheng, don't tell Uncle Ying, don't tell anyone.This is what I owe him and I have to pay him back. "

She was pushed and shoved away by Jiang Huan, so she could only grab him: "Call me mom, okay? I'll help you take it back to her. She has been waiting for you to come home all these years!"

Jiang also shook his head: "Don't tell her, I can't go back. Please, Aunt Su, don't tell her."

"What the hell is going on with you!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry...I can't go back, I can't go back...Aunt Su, you can go."

"What the hell did you get involved in? What did you go through! Do you know how your parents lived these years! How... How did you manage to do this? How dare you not go home?"

He turned his face slightly: "I'm sorry, Aunt Su, I really can't say."

"Why...why? Is there anything Uncle Ying and A Cheng can't solve? Why on earth are you..."

Su Yuelan didn't know for a moment whether it was lost and found or reunited after a long absence, but the sudden burst of intertwined and complicated emotions made her unable to hold back, she almost collapsed from crying, so that she couldn't call out that name after murmuring for a long time, just repeated it over and over again Said, "If there is anything, can't you tell Aunt Su? With Aunt Su here, what can't you say?"

He still shook his head: "I can't say. For the good of Ah Cheng, and for my own good, Aunt Su, please don't ask or tell, just go now, go!"

Su Yuelan was pushed out of the door by him, and frantically beat on the anti-theft door, but there was dead silence across the door.

Her mushy head finally turned, she wiped away tears, stood outside the door and took a deep look at the gate, as if she wanted to engrave Jiang's current appearance through the gate into her mind, and then turned around and left decisively.

——She knew who to go to at this time.

-

Jiang still stood where he was, unconscious for a moment.Time stood still for a while, and the tingling pain in his heart returned little by little. When he realized that Su Yuelan had forgotten to take away the cup, he squatted down to tidy it up, and finally cried out softly, unable to hold back the tears that kept flowing, trembling his shoulders The cup was pulled into his arms, as if he was embracing his childhood self.

He is really homesick.

I want to go home, I want the fragrant ink on the test paper, I want to play basketball with someone on the playground sweating, I want to peek at his sleeping profile in class, I want to trace his name over and over again on the draft paper.

He was homesick, and he missed the boy himself and him even more.

But the family is gone, and the boy is dead.

-

Ying Cheng didn't come back until dusk, and caught sight of a thermos cup on the cooking counter in the kitchen, and said "Huh", "Did you buy a thermos cup?"

Jiang had already changed back to the unshakable black T-shirt and said, "No, it's your mother's. She forgot to take it away."

"My mother? Oh, I forgot, she said that she came to give a lecture at the Grand Duke University today." After Ying Cheng finished speaking, he realized that something was wrong, and said in surprise, "Isn't it? You Have you met my mother?"

Jiang also nodded, "Yes", and made a joke: "I heard her tell you a lot of embarrassing things."

His hair was about to grow up: "What?"

"Auntie said that when you were a child, you searched endlessly. The three words "don't move", you ran away before you could say the word "move".

In the first exam in elementary school, you got 50 points. The teacher felt distressed and tried to get you a 60. You went home to show off to your dad that your teacher likes you. You only added [-] points to you alone, but you Dad gave me a good beating..."

Jiang laughed after thinking about it.I don't know how I was admitted to university at this level.

Ying Cheng gritted his teeth: "Where is my mother!"

"Let's go. She is in a hurry, so she will leave before you can."

The conversation was suddenly silent, and Ying Cheng didn't know how to face Jiang Huan's smiling face. He realized that his family status had been significantly lowered by his mother's visit, so he gritted his teeth: "Don't believe what you heard today. , My mother wrote novels, and nine out of ten sentences are fabricated."

"I don't think so. I've read her novels, and the forensic series are very realistic."

"Are you still chasing my mother's novel?"

Jiang also nodded, taking it for granted: "I like it very much."

"You care so much about my parents, what's the matter, are you, Madam Jiang, planning to find a common topic with your future mother-in-law?"

… A dog can’t spit out ivory, and Yingcheng can’t speak human words.

"Make a good relationship in advance, so that when you default on my wages and don't pay back, I can ask your mother for it."

Ying Cheng didn't seem to have any bones, so he hung around his neck as if he was not serious, and stretched out his hand to hook his chin: "What kind of salary, good boy, that's called a bride price."

"Write my name on the RV, the bride price is one million, and I won't marry if I don't get any less..." He didn't hide, but just spread his hands, and he was very angry, "I should give the money to the big boss."

He was stunned for a moment, and immediately said righteously: "We want to get rid of this feudal and backward custom, which seriously affects the relationship between husband and wife and destroys social stability and harmony. This is a big cancer in society. As a new force leading the times, resist Dowry, start with me!"

"roll."

He chuckled and changed the subject: "There is a dinner tonight, do you want to go?"

"Dinner? It's not appropriate for your dinner to take me there?"

Ying Chengxin said that you don't want to keep your DNA, and you won't move your chopsticks when you go, so of course you don't want to go.

But the problem is that Ye Qingzhou is not a vagrant, how can his anti-drug detachment be divided into people every day to stare at Jiang Huan?

Now there is a case in the anti-drug department, and there is really no manpower, so he simply sent a message to report to him and asked him to take care of Jiang, but he couldn't help it.

"It's okay, you just go and be a quail. Chen Ju was discharged from the hospital today and invited us to dinner at the food stall. There's no reason to ask him to pay. I have to go over and pay the bill. Can I go?"

He had no choice but to agree: "Then let's go."

-

The sky at the end of August is the tail of autumn. Until seven or eight o'clock, there is still a little light, which is bleak and bleak.

The dilapidated church is filled with the smell of dust and decaying wood. The cold light pours down from the narrow transom, covering the Crucifix with a white veil that seems to have nothing. The congregation cast their tender, compassionate and merciful gazes, and God's impartial and selfless love is still solemn and sacred in such a difficult place.

The kindly old pastor had gray hair, holding an old "Bible" in his hands, and hummed the Christian hymn "Amazing Grace" in jerky but impassioned English, echoing the weird "puff" sound.

The fine dust danced in the dim light, jumping up and down like an elf, but when it landed, it made a "pop" and a small flower bloomed—it was blood.

"Amazing Grace" is elegant and compassionate, but the bright red blood flows out like a small river, stepping on the tune and splashing on the carpet, on the pews, on the crucifix, and on the faces of the congregation, and then "poof", and then With a swing of the hammer, a shattered eyeball flew to the priest's feet.

He closed the Bible, with tears in his eyes, looked up at the icon, and was so excited that he couldn't hold back: "Lord, drive out the devil, save him!"

The blood-stained congregation seemed to have been turned on a mysterious switch, and suddenly wept bitterly, waving their hammers and saying in unison: "Lord! Hallelujah!"

"Lord! Save this child who is held hostage by Satan! He cannot hear the Holy Voice, he cannot see the coming of the Lord, and he is blinded by Satan.

Oh God!Don't be stingy to save your children!He's innocent, he's not wrong, he's just caught by satan, let him go, my lord! "

The congregation echoed, "Lord! Please drive away the devil!"

The pastor suddenly opened his arms to the void: "God has come! Hallelujah! Please take this child to heaven. He will suffer all the suffering in the next life in this life, and he will enjoy the glory and wealth bestowed by God in the next life. Send this child to heaven to see God. !"

"See Allah! Hallelujah!" The congregation raised the hammer again, and the flesh and blood on the hammer flew up like raindrops.

They stood up to get the shroud, when a girl suddenly said, "Wait a minute, let me tidy him up."

So the congregation stood in a row, watching quietly as she put down the hammer, gently untied the rope with her blood-stained hands, straightened his crooked bones, stuffed the leaked internal organs back, and pressed her hands on the crushed abdominal cavity With a "squeak" sound, he retrieved the exploded eyeball and stuffed it into the skull.

Then she held the bloody face, leaned down and kissed the rotten flesh with no facial features, stained her lips with bright red blood, and the bits of flesh and blood stuck to the corners of her lips. Then she clasped her hands and looked devoutly at Jesus. pray.

Although she was covered in blood, the bleak light spread a pair of angel wings behind her.

"Lord, thank you for saving my love, Lord... Hallelujah!"

She slowly raised her hands into the void, as if she wanted to embrace some kind of hope, but she just hugged her shoulders.

But suddenly, she felt as if the Lord descended into her arms, and the mysterious power made her bend down to hit the ground with her head, clamped her legs, gave an ambiguous "ah", and twisted her buttocks like a caterpillar.

Lord, be more violent!she thinks.The weird twisting lasted for a few minutes, and the panting became more and more urgent. Finally, she raised her head suddenly, and finally exhaled comfortably. A stream of liquid leaked out between her legs, mixing with the blood all over the floor.

The congregation watched this "Allah came", all of them shed pious and moved tears and shouted "Hallelujah".

The girl lies on the ground, raises her hands, watching the bloodstains left by her lover on her hands, tears rolling down, immersed