God of unknown origin, please don't ask [criminal investigation]

At the door of the house, Wen Xichun was struggling to find the key, and the bag of cement next to him was leaning limply on him.

Wen Xichun didn't believe it, after all this tossing, some people still don't wake up.

But as the old saying goes, if you can't wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep, what can you do except let him go.

It's just that the moment the door was opened, the weight on his body suddenly disappeared.

"Huh? I fell asleep again?" Yao Jingrong said, rubbing his eyes, "I'm sorry, I just sleep like this, unless I wake up naturally, I can't wake up."

Wen Xichun looked at him contemptuously, obviously in disbelief.

Yao Jingrong still planned to continue acting, so he raised his hand and looked at his watch: "It's so late, there's no car, do you mind if I borrow a night here?"

"Is this your real purpose?" Wen Xichun continued to look at him contemptuously.

Yao Jingrong shrugged: "Don't speculate on others, okay, I'll go."

As he spoke, he consciously took out his phone and opened the car-calling software.

Wen Xichun just looked at him like this, not intending to stop him, and even asked thoughtfully: "I have a coupon here, can I call it for you?"

Yao Jingrong smiled and said, "Thank you, you can keep it for yourself."

The car called by Yao Jingrong arrived very quickly. After hearing the "ding ding" sound of the driver arriving, Wen Xichun suddenly changed his mind:

"Forget it, the world is not safe now, or you will lay a floor in my house."

Yao Jingrong was holding the phone, and just as he took a step, he suddenly stopped.

After a while, he took two steps back and returned to Wen Xichun's side, with a half-smile expression on his face:

"Are you kidding me?"

Wen Xichun: "Is it so obvious?"

He went downstairs, found the car that was suspected to be the driver of the order, and knocked on the window: "Excuse me, master, my friend has something to do at the moment, so I'll trouble you to make a trip. I'll give you the amount of the car."

The master is also a generous person, he waved his hand: "Oh, what a big deal, it's close anyway, no need."

"You're quite thoughtful." Yao Jingrong praised.

"It's not easy for people to live. Even if they run one meter, it will burn oil." Wen Xichun opened the door directly, "Go to bed early after taking a shower, and get up early tomorrow."

But here comes the problem, Wen Xichun's house is a one-person, one-bed apartment. He lives alone all the time, and he can't find a third chopstick. Where does Yao Jingrong sleep, he can only sleep on the floor.

This person looks very rough, but in fact it is quite easy to pass, let him sleep on the floor, not to mention finding a bed and laying it down there——

"It's a bit hard to be honest."

"Just let it go." Wen Xichun went to bed by himself, leaning his head on the pillow.

After driving for a whole day, and running around the survey site, he was really sleepy at the moment, so sleepy that he didn't want to care about anything, just dropped these words and fell asleep in a second.

In the silent room, only the sound of dull and slow breathing could be heard.

Yao Jingrong sat up slowly: "Wen Xichun?"

No one responded.

"Chun Chun?" There was a soft sound, with a hint of tenderness.

It's a pity that Wen Xichun had already gone fishing with Zhou Gong, and he never heard such an intriguing voice from this person who could only taunt.

Wen Xichun's sleeping posture is really not elegant enough, he likes to sleep with one arm on his pillow, this little white arm came out of the bed along the sheet, just hung on the edge of the bed, and stopped in front of Yao Jingrong's face.

Yao Jingrong yelled tentatively just now to see if Wen Xichun was really fast asleep, he didn't want to drink, but in fact it was to——

He gently took Wen Xichun's hand, and rubbed his face slowly: "Good night, I hope you will still be there when I open my eyes tomorrow."

****

As the most annoying thing in the world, the alarm clock went off on time.

Wen Xichun caught the sound and immediately sat up like a dead body, and got out of bed to wash without saying a word.

Suddenly there was something soft under his feet, and Wen Xichun staggered, and Wen Xichun fell to the ground.

Ok?Doesn't it hurt?

Suddenly there was a slight sound from below.

Looking down, he remembered that there was still someone asleep on the ground.

"Just pounce on him early in the morning?" Yao Jingrong rubbed his painful forehead, complaining, but his heart seemed to have been smeared with honey.

Wen Xichun tidied up his pajamas calmly, without giving any more glances: "I forgot that there are people like you."

"Don't forget me." Although it is very suitable for the current context, it is still unbelievable that such a sentence came out of nowhere.

Wen Xichun ignored him and went straight into the bathroom.

When the two arrived at the police station, it was just dawn, and there was no one in the police station, only a few people on duty rushed over in the middle of the night.

Seeing Wen Xichun, Huang Jiu's jaw almost drooped to the ground: "Captain Wen, you came too early, it's only seven o'clock."

"Self-study for high school students is already in the first half of the day. How early is it?" Putting on the police uniform, "Clean up, we're going to No. [-] Middle School now."

"No way! I came on duty at three o'clock last night and just lay down." Huang Jiu wailed, revealing his dissatisfaction and helplessness with this ruthless society.

Wen Xichun: "Are you going or not?"

Huang Jiu: "Go..."

As a famous school in the city and even in the country, the atmosphere here is slightly different from other schools.

Here, students are not forced to sit in the classroom and study honestly. Many students choose to sit on the benches outside to memorize books in the cold winter months because they get up early and their heads are not clear.

"As soon as I got to school, I feel uncomfortable all over. Team Wen, please scratch me, it's itchy." Huang Jiu scratched and scratched like a rash.

"I know, you're called scumbag syndrome." Xiao Liu explained.

Wen Xichun and the others met Yu Rongxiu's high school head teacher, a Chinese teacher who was over fifty years old and seemed very kind.

After seeing Yu Rongxiu's photo, she nodded: "Yes, this is my student back then, and I was very impressed with him."

"Can you go into more detail?"

The head teacher leaned against his chin, seemingly lost in thought——

As Huiyuan No. 90.00 Middle School with a high reputation, I don’t know how many sessions of extremely outstanding students have been ushered in here. The enrollment rate of more than [-]% has made it the city’s leader.

In the summer of 2013, as usual, a group of new students were ushered in. They were all admitted from several top junior high schools, and I heard that the son of the secretary of the municipal party committee was also deeply hidden among this group of students.

Yu Rongxiu was admitted to Huiyuan No. [-] Middle School with the third grade in the city, and was assigned to the top class among the top students as soon as he came, and gave a speech as a representative of outstanding freshmen.

He originally thought that his life was roughly like this, following the paved road step by step steadily, and living his life under the envious eyes of everyone.

But some surprises in life always come at the wrong time.

There was a handsome boy sitting in the front seat. The first impression of him was that his neck was very beautiful, white and slender, gracefully raised like a swan's neck, and he also had a very nice name——

Ren Siyu

He is an excellent student whose academic performance is comparable to his own, and whose popularity is much higher than his own. Handsome and trendy.From the first day he entered school, he became a man of the school.

Whether it is a student at the same level who is just in love or an old school sister, they all like to block in the back door of the classroom after class to catch a glimpse of the beauty.

And such a person has no airs, he is approachable and gentle.

But as the saying goes, different ways do not conspire with each other, Yu Rongxiu feels that he and he are two parallel lines, and it will never be possible to converge at one point.

But the opportunity for the relationship to start is an ordinary school break.

That day, I wanted to take a shortcut to go home, so I took a small alley that I didn't often walk, and I vaguely saw three or two figures overlapping in the middle of the alley.

"Hey brother, are you in such a hurry to leave?" A man with yellow hair who looked like a gangster stopped him.

"Brothers are short of money recently, borrow some money to spend?" The other party sneered shamelessly, and his hands were disheveled into his trouser pockets.

To be honest, I still have student loans when I go to this school, my parents are divorced, and my mother can barely make ends meet by setting up a stall. How can I have spare money?

I thought it would be fine if they couldn't find the money, but the tall and burly man at the head rushed over when he saw his empty pockets, and before he could react, he was hit hard on the face, right His ears were deaf for a moment, and his head was buzzing.

"You don't have any money, what the hell are you doing?! Trash!"

At that time, I was very timid, and I could only secretly pray that I would stop and resist when I met such a person?That's impossible.

"How about this, you knelt down and sang Conquer for us, and let you go when you are satisfied with a few songs."

"Not satisfied with being served by fists!" Huang Mao never forgot to show his presence.

Hearing this sentence, my hands were shaking with fear.

What is conquest, I haven't heard how to do it.

Suddenly, footsteps sounded faintly in the depths of the alley, walking steadily and rhythmically.

"Conquer can't sing, how about the Italian version of me not being a big brother for many years." A clear and cold voice sounded from behind.

At that moment, Yu Rongxiu felt a sudden darkness behind him.

When he turned around, he was facing a sharp chin. Even if he looked up, he could still see the beautiful face of that person.

It's too familiar, it's the one sitting in front of him, Ren Siyu.

I thought that these arrogant gangsters would definitely say according to the standard plot: "Fuck off, meddle in your own business and I will beat you together!"

In fact, these gangsters looked at Ren Siyu for a long time, and whispered, "Damn, the secretary's son, just forget it and don't cause trouble."

From that day on, the name Ren Siyu was no longer just a symbol of identity, but also became a synonym for Yu Rongxiu's admiration and admiration from the bottom of his heart.

When the homeroom teacher said this, he shook his head regretfully: "Actually, this kid Yu Rongxiu should have a bright future. Colleagues in the office often discuss him, saying that he must be a typical example of a noble son from a poor family, but the ruin is in the hands of these gangsters. "

Several people looked at each other, and then looked at the head teacher, with stars in their eyes demanding knowledge.

"It was the third year of senior high school, and the three models were over. There was less than a month left before the college entrance examination. Yu Rongxiu's grades were very good. At that time, his voluntary filled in the National People's Congress. But at that time, the monitor of their class was in a hurry and insisted on having dinner in advance, saying that he should relax before the exam, but he got caught in the basket."

"The place where they had dinner was a food stall, and there were all kinds of people. As a result, there were those gangsters at that time. They didn't know how many catties they sank after drinking too much. They insisted on provoking Ren Siyu, and there were so many of them. A few, if you push Ren Siyu to the ground and hit him, this kid will have no strength to fight back."

"At this time, Yu Rongxiu stood up. Everyone was watching the show or didn't dare to go forward. Only Yu Rongxiu picked up the bench and rushed over. Someone opened a scoop. Some of the onlookers called the police. They took them to the police station together. In the end, I don’t know what kind of head the court has grown. It is clear that self-defense insists that life is not considered self-defense, and the child was sentenced for one year. After he came out, it was too late.”

Wen Xichun made a note, and suddenly raised his head: "Why did those gangsters change their minds? Didn't they always fear the identity of Ren Siyu's father?"

The teacher in charge shook his head regretfully again: "Don't you know? At that time, Ren Siyu's father was involved in an accident. To put it bluntly, he was raped, but someone wanted to make him inferior. It was found that his sister-in-law took 3000 million bribes in his name. Indiscriminately, he felt that the weak were justified, and the comments were basically one-sided. His father... didn't want to implicate his wife and children and planned to jump off the building, but their family was all bloody people, so they jumped together."

"Then do you know where Yu Rongxiu went?"

The homeroom teacher thought for a while: "I'm really not sure about this. I also want to contact him to come back and continue taking the college entrance examination, but I went to his house. His mother died of a sudden cerebral hemorrhage because of that incident. I can't find Yu Rongxiu himself. After so many years It’s over, and all contact has been cut off long ago.”

"It's so miserable..." Huang Jiu was fascinated by the story, and Hun'er followed him to the third year of high school, and even forgot his identity and couldn't help sighing in a daze.

After leaving the school gate, Yao Jingrong, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said:

"This Ren Siyu is also unlucky. His parents were forced to jump off the building by the victim's family, and the girl he liked was also dragged into a yin relative by this family. Did you have enmity with them in your previous life?"

Just as Wen Xichun was about to say something, his cell phone rang, and he took it out to see that it was a call from the Trace Inspection Department.

"Team Wen, we compared the rust found in the victim's head trauma with the rust found on the beams at the scene of the crime. The ingredients are exactly the same. The murderer should have killed the victim with the tip of the roller shaft. Or, by the way, the victim's body was hoisted up on the beams with a roller bracket."

Wen Xichun nodded. Now the case is obvious. The murderer was among Ren Siyu and Yu Rongxiu, and the murder weapon was found in Yu Rongxiu's home, but he had no motive for committing the crime. Those who had the motive for committing the crime had physical defects and physical limitations.

Several people returned to the police station. Wen Xichun originally planned to find a time to call Yu Rongxiu to have a thorough interrogation, but when he arrived at the police station, before he entered the door, he saw a small policeman running out blah:

"Boss! Boss! Case solved!"

The little policeman got agitated and even stumbled with his left foot and staggered towards the right foot.

Wen Xichun leaned to the side calmly, and the little policeman fell to the ground violently.

"Boss..." The little policeman raised his head aggrievedly with a mouth full of nosebleeds, his eyes filled with complaints about Wen Xichun's ruthless avoidance.

Wen Xichun leaned over and took the record file from the policeman, and opened it.

The county police station above Chongmen Village called just now. Regarding the murder case in Chongmen Village, someone has voluntarily surrendered. The suspect is indeed Ren Siyu among the two.

Looking at this record, Wen Xichun pursed his lips, as if lost in thought.

"Why, boss, are you unhappy after solving the case? Why do you have such an expression." The little police officer was still lying on the ground, his little head was full of great doubts.

Wen Xichun simply dragged the little police officer up from the ground, and slapped the document in his arms: "You are so naive in the public security system, there are so many unjust cases in the world."

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