Go back to ancient times to explore the case

Early the next morning, when Xie Yu'an and Yan Qingchuan came to Qingtian Division, they happened to bump into Gu Qifeng bringing a few hooligans into Qingtian Division.

Before Gu Qifeng left, he said in a strange way: "It seems that Mr. Yan has encountered a difficult case this time. I would like to remind you that the news of the female ghost has been spread in the capital for the past two days. It will not be long before this case will be reported in the public domain." Your Majesty's ears, Mr. Yan, please hurry up, don't insult your reputation as a god in judging cases." After saying that, he led the people away.

Xie Yu'an sneezed suddenly. When Gu Qifeng and his group passed by just now, she smelled a rather peculiar scent of flowers, and the original body of the little monkey was very sensitive to the smell.

Yan Qingchuan glanced at her, Xie Yu'an shook his hands, "It's okay, let's go."

Since they were going to Kaiyang County to review the clues of the case this time, they only brought two subordinates with them, and a group of four arrived in Zizai Village, Kaiyang County in the evening.

After a simple cleaning of the murder scene, the mountain temple seemed to have returned to the dilapidated and desolate temple. Only the dark brown blood stains inside it declared what kind of crime and bloody revenge had occurred here.

Xie Yu'an walked to the middle, she closed her eyes, and built a series of dark pictures in her mind.

On a torrentially rainy night, a chasing battle was going on on a country lane. A young woman with a suitcase was chased by three men with fierce faces not far behind. In a hurry, she ran into a temple. , but the solemn and majestic statue did not protect her.

The three men who were chasing may have originally just wanted to block the road and rob, but suddenly they had evil thoughts when they saw the woman's beautiful appearance. They violated her and killed her brutally.

Xie Yu'an opened his eyes suddenly, and lay down on the gray and cold ground, "Master Yan, let's simulate the case of the female corpse in the mountain temple 15 years ago. You act as the perpetrator, and I act as the victim."

Yan Qingchuan disagreed and said, "What's the point? You can't find out the truth of the case 15 years ago."

"Bold imagination, rigorous research."

Yan Qingchuan was silent for two seconds, as if acquiescing, she walked in front of Xie Yuan, the temple was dark, only the faint moonlight cast on the woman lying on the ground, for a moment, she felt as if she had really returned to 15 years ago scene of the crime.

She pursed her lips and said, "How?"

Xie Yu'an pointed to his waist, "Sit up."

Yan Qingchuan's eyelashes trembled, and he said coldly: "It's indecent."

"Isn't this a case, why is it related to weathering?" Xie Yu'an thought for a while, and decided to use a violent method, "Could it be that Mr. Yan is embarrassed?"

Sure enough, this move was very effective for Yan Qingchuan, she raised her brows and sneered, "Why am I embarrassed?"

Xie Yu'an spread out his hands with a look of "come on".

So three seconds later, Yan Qingchuan separated her legs and knelt on both sides of Xie Yu'an's waist. She bent her back and leaned close to Xie Yu'an's ear, her voice was like a cold spring shaking stones, "Is this so?"

The voice was cold, but the breath was warm. Xie Yu'an's ears were hot. She forced herself to stabilize her mind, staring at the dark roof and said: "Well, now strangle my neck."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yan Qingchuan stood up suddenly, and the two looked at each other, their eyes intertwined, like a pile of silk threads.

Yan Qingchuan looked away unnaturally, "No...forget it." After saying that, she wanted to get up, but her arm was jerked by the person under her, and in an instant, the two exchanged positions.

Yan Qingchuan stared at Xie Yu'an above in amazement. The other party had a serious expression and a low voice, with some kind of seductive force, "Now, substitute yourself into the victim. You are suppressed by absolute power and cannot escape the shackles."

As Xie Yu'an said, she stretched out her hands to grab Yan Qingchuan's neck, but it was just a gesture, and she didn't use any force. She continued: "You are so pinched, you can only stare in the direction of the door, praying Who can come and save you."

"Gradually, you feel the life in your body drain away, you know you won't survive tonight, you start humming a nursery rhyme, it comes from your hometown, in the darkness of despair, it's the only thing you have when you're dying comfort."

Yan Qingchuan listened to the distant and near voices in the darkness, as if she really felt her neck was being strangled, and the feeling of suffocation was transmitted from her lungs to her brain. She looked in the direction of the door and hummed the song nursery rhyme.

In the quiet mountain temple, a woman's broken and hoarse voice sounded.

"The head of the blue dragon... the tail of the white dragon, my son... I pray for joy in the rainy day. The wheat, the wheat is brown... The wind is coming, the rain is coming, and the harvest field is carrying the grain. "

The feeling of hypoxia became more and more obvious, Yan Qingchuan panted violently, his eyes fixed on the gate, the deep night outside seemed to turn into a ferocious beast, everything was about to swallow her.

After a scream, she stood up suddenly, pushing Xie Yu'an on her body and fell to the ground.

Yan Qingchuan lowered his head, a few strands of hair covered his face, his breathing was short and messy.

Xie Yu'an didn't expect Yan Qingchuan to have such a big reaction, she quickly got up and hugged Yan Qingchuan, patted her back lightly, and comforted her in a low voice: "It's okay, it's okay."

Yan Qingchuan leaned on her shoulder and didn't push her away. It wasn't until a minute later that her breath calmed down a little. She looked up at Xie Yu'an and said, "Have you ever thought that since the murderer took revenge for the woman who was humiliated and died tragically, That night in the mountain temple, he must have witnessed everything here, and he also saw the Cao brothers who stood by and fled, so these people have become the targets of his revenge."

She paused, shifted her eyes slightly, and looked towards the corner of the gate, where there was a collapsed stone Buddha, half hidden in the darkness, enough to cover the figure of a child, "Is it possible, the woman hummed before she died The nursery rhyme is not a sad song of despair, she is just comforting the murderer hiding here, just like coaxing him to sleep countless times in the past, telling him not to come out, not to be afraid."

Xie Yu'an was startled, and quickly understood Yan Qingchuan's meaning, "The reason why the murderer took revenge after 15 years was not because of how he was planning or waiting for a good opportunity, but because he was incapable of revenge at that time, and 15 years later The hatred that cannot be eliminated can only be brought about by the death of a loved one."

Yan Qingchuan nodded slowly, "If we want to find the murderer, we can only start with the identity of the woman who died 15 years ago."

Xie Yu'an pulled Yan Qingchuan up and said: "Go and inquire tomorrow, it's too late, go back first."

Then the two returned to the place where they stayed in Zizai Village. It was the house of the grandparents of the Cao brothers. The two old people had gray hair and stooped backs. Apart from some deaf ears, they seemed to be in good spirits.

The old woman's eyes lit up when she first saw these two beautiful girls, holding Xie Yu'an with her left hand and Yan Qingchuan with her right hand. It is self-evident that he has two grandsons working in the capital.

Xie Yu'an quietly squeezed in front of Yan Qingchuan, grabbed the old woman's hands and said: "Grandma, our Lord Yan, we have been married for many years, and the children can be soy sauce."

Yan Qingchuan sprained his foot and almost stopped. She glared at Xie Yu'an who was running the train with her mouth full, and said angrily, "What do you mean? You say I'm old?"

Xie Yu'an gave him a look, indicating that he was dealing with the elderly.

The old woman felt a little regretful, and then asked Xie Yu'an unwillingly, "What about you, girl, you look young, can you make a good marriage?"

Xie Yu'an opened his mouth and was about to continue nonsense, Yan Qingchuan grabbed her arm and said: "If you have time to chat here, why don't you think about how to solve the case as soon as possible."

The old man on the side looked at the two of them with a smile in his eyes, "The two girls look very close, like a pair of sisters."

Yan Qingchuan looked disgusted, but he didn't deny it.

Xie Yu'an murmured in her heart, who wants to be sisters with Mr. Yan, she thinks Mr. Yan can be her wife, and of course, the reverse is also possible.

"If you don't mind the two girls, you can rest here. There is only one room left. The two brothers left the room after they went to the capital and cleaned it up." The old woman took them to a wooden house and said kindly. .

Xie Yu'an immediately said: "It's okay, grandma, I'm causing you trouble." After speaking, he opened the door and walked in, looking at Yan Qingchuan who was stupefied outside the room and said: "Master Yan, come in quickly."

Yan Qingchuan stepped into the room and snorted coldly, "Miss Xie doesn't mind sharing the same bed with me now."

Xie Yu'an knew that Yan Qingchuan was implicating her reluctance to sleep in the same room with her last time, and it was after that time that the two had a long time of awkwardness.

To show his sincerity, Xie Yu'an rushed to the side of the couch, leaned up on the couch, pointed at Yan Qingchuan and said, "Come on, Master Yan."

Yan Qingchuan frowned, and his disgust was palpable, "Who did you learn all this nonsense from?"

Xie Yu'an sat up quickly, put his hands on his knees, straightened his back, and said with a serious face: "Master Yan is right in his criticism, I admit my mistake, I reflect on it, and I correct it."

Yan Qingchuan shook his head and ignored her.

At night, the cold wind outside the house blows against the doors and windows, making a whistling sound.

Xie Yu'an slept on the inside, Yan Qingchuan slept on the outside, on a small bed, the two seemed to be separated by the Chu River and the Han border.

Neither of them spoke, but the uneven and regular breathing revealed the fact that neither of them was asleep.

Xie Yu'an blinked in the dark room, there was a faint scent on the tip of her nose, she remembered, it was Yan Qingchuan's smell.

Faint, quiet fragrance, very good smell.

"Master Yan, are you asleep?"

After two seconds of silence in the room, Yan Qingchuan's indifferent voice sounded, "What's the matter?"

"Well...it's okay, I just wanted to ask if you fell asleep."

Yan Qingchuan seemed a little annoyed at being disturbed, she turned over and pulled the quilt with her back to Xie Yu'an, "Don't disturb me."

The quilt between the two was straightened, revealing a large opening for ventilation. Xie Yu'an shivered from the cold. She moved slowly towards Yan Qingchuan, hypnotizing herself while moving. I don't want to be next to Mr. Yan, I'm just a little cold .

But when she moved an inch, Yan Qingchuan also moved an inch to the side of the bed. In the end, Yan Qingchuan couldn't bear it anymore, sat up suddenly and said, "Do you really want to squeeze me down?"

"what?"

"If you continue like this, roll down and hit the floor."

It's not a joke to lay the floor on the cold winter's day, Xie Yu'an immediately retreated to the wall, and said aggrievedly: "I'm going to sleep honestly, Mr. Yan, don't chase me away."

Yan Qingchuan took a deep breath, lay down and slept well, but this time she did not turn her back to Xie Yu'an, but lay flat on her back.

Xie Yu'an quietly turned sideways, facing Yan Qingchuan, and said silently, "Good night, Mr. Yan." But just as she finished reading silently, a piercing alarm sounded in her head.

"Warning, warning, the power is less than ten percent, please charge the host as soon as possible."