Save the tragic villain in progress!

Towards the afternoon, the corridor was silent, without the slightest dispute and intensity just now.After Meng Zhoushan settled Sui Yuesheng, he opened the door and was about to find Yan Yuezhao, when he saw a wheelchair folded and leaning against the corner quietly.

"..."

Meng Zhoushan adjusted his glasses, and knocked on the door of Yan Yuezhao's house with his fingers, but there was no movement after knocking for a long time. He grabbed the doorknob and turned it, only to find that the door was unlocked.

The lights in the room were not turned on, and the sun was about to set, so the light was inevitably dim.Yan Yuezhao just sat there in the dark, smoking one cigarette after another, cigarette butts were all around his feet, his eyes were bloodshot.Choking smoke permeated everywhere, filling this small room.

Yan Yuezhao heard Meng Zhoushan's footsteps, paused, but did not look up, frowned and stomped out the cigarette butt: "Why, are you here to find a place for that poor kid in your family?"

Meng Zhoushan turned on the light, casually dragged a chair and sat down opposite him. His black leather shoes were shiny, which were out of place with the soot all over the floor: "If your leg hadn't been injured, maybe I would really beat you up to vent my anger on him."

Yan Yuezhao narrowed his eyes: "Are you fascinated by ghosts?"

Meng Zhoushan took the time to look at him: "Yan Yuezhao, I didn't come here today to quarrel with you."

Yan Yuezhao licked the corner of his aching mouth with the tip of his tongue, and still couldn't understand why Meng Zhoushan's skills hadn't regressed after writing for so many years: "It wasn't to quarrel with me, but to kill me?"

He was joking with sarcasm, but unexpectedly, Meng Zhoushan's eyes behind the lenses suddenly became sharp.Different from his usual polite and gentle appearance, he pointedly said: "You should be more cautious in your words and deeds when you know someone is going to silence you."

Yan Yuezhao paused slightly when he heard the words: "What do you mean?"

Meng Zhoushan relayed Sui Yuesheng's guess today to him, and concluded: "The murderer is most likely a woman, and you are likely to be her next target, so you'd better be careful."

Yan Yuezhao has a straightforward personality and simple thinking, and he feels incredible about all this: "A theist? Are you sure there will be people who will kill people because of such illusory things?"

Meng Zhoushan has recorded many real murder cases, and said in a firm tone: "Normal people can't do it, but lunatics can, so you'd better not use your life to make fun of it."

Yan Yuezhao couldn't help frowning when he heard the words, and fell into deep thought.Regardless of his injured leg, he habitually paced back and forth in the small living room, and finally looked straight at Meng Zhoushan: "Do you trust him like that?"

Meng Zhoushan's tone was calm: "I trust him because I have my basis and reasons. In the same way, you can trust me too."

Yan Yuezhao twitched the corners of his mouth: "It's useless for me to believe, you have to have a letter from the captain."

Meng Zhoushan said: "The captain will believe it. Human life is more important than anything else. But Yuesheng's current mental state is not suitable for taking notes. He needs some time."

When Meng Zhoushan said that, Yan Yuezhao couldn't help thinking of today's dispute, and slowly sat back on the sofa, falling into a long silence for no reason, and didn't speak for a long time.

Just when Meng Zhoushan's legs were numb and moved imperceptibly, and he was about to get up and leave, Yan Yuezhao suddenly said: "I don't like dead people..."

Meng Zhoushan paused when he heard the words, then looked back at Yan Yuezhao, but saw that the other party looked serious like never before: "I don't like dead people."

"When I was a police officer, I didn't want so many people to die for no reason. Meng Zhoushan, as you said, you only have one life..."

Yan Yuezhao finally understood the reason why he and Sui Yuesheng's magnetic field did not match: "But Sui Yuesheng's eyes are very cold, he doesn't care about human life, and he doesn't care about death."

Whether it is Yan Yuezhao, or Chen Pingchuan and others, in the eyes of Sui Yuesheng, they all seem to be no different from dead people.Only when the young man's eyes fell on Meng Zhoushan's body would there be a little warmth in his eyes.

Death is the unavoidable destination of the world.Their destinies are either twists and turns, smooth or smooth, and they are different, but like countless meandering rivers, the final outcome will eventually return to the sea.The water passes without a trace, and the geese pass without a sound.

And Sui Yuesheng seemed to have seen through all endings and fates, and was indifferent to everyone's death.He didn't care, and was even happy to see this scene.

This feeling made Yan Yuezhao feel like a thorn in his heart.

Meng Zhoushan didn't speak.He slowly got up and walked to the door, and when his hand fell on the doorknob, he finally hummed lightly as a response: "I know."

Yan Yuezhao asked back: "You know again?"

Meng Zhoushan lowered his eyes, his eyes fell on the cold door lock, and his voice was low and indistinct: "Because no one cared about his life."

No one has ever cared about Sui Yuesheng's life...

Yan Yuezhao was taken aback when he heard the words, but Meng Zhoushan had already left.The door was closed with a soft click.

Sui Yuesheng didn't have a wheelchair, so he could only sit on the sofa and wait for Meng Zhoushan to come back.At the same time, the murderer's eyes suddenly appeared in his mind, vaguely familiar, but he couldn't remember where he saw them.

Who is she……

Meng Zhoushan took the wheelchair at the door into the room, but as soon as he entered the door, he saw Sui Yuesheng lowered his head, wondering what he was thinking.He stepped forward and slowly sat down beside the sofa: "I told Yan Yuezhao everything. In a few days, the police may ask you to make a record."

Sui Yuesheng looked up at him: "Will the police believe it?"

Meng Zhoushan: "It's better to believe that there is something than nothing."

After he finished speaking, he hesitated for a moment before raising his hand to land on Sui Yuesheng's head: "I'm very happy that you can say it, don't feel like you did something wrong."

Normally, Sui Yuesheng would have approached him gently, staying in Meng Zhoushan's arms for various reasons.But Sui Yuesheng was always afraid that it would arouse the disgust of the man, so he didn't move for a long time.

He discarded that innocent mask, and at this moment he didn't know what kind of image he should use to face Meng Zhoushan.

Meng Zhoushan's eyes seemed to be able to read people's hearts. Seeing this, he quietly embraced Sui Yuesheng into his arms, resting his chin on the young man's forehead, and put all his concern into words: "I will accompany you when taking notes. If you know anything , just say it all, don’t be afraid.”

【Ding!The villain's blackness has been reduced to 45%, dear host, please continue to work hard! 】

The system flashed brightly in front of my eyes, then made a gorgeous circle, and disappeared again.

Feeling Meng Zhoushan's movements, Sui Yuesheng couldn't hold back and closed her eyes, feeling a sore throat.He buried his face in Meng Zhoushan's neck, quietly wrapped around the man's neck, and clenched his fingertips tightly, as if he was afraid that he would run away: "Uncle..."

Still like an insecure little animal.

Maybe it's not a mask, that's what Sui Yuesheng looked like in front of Meng Zhoushan.

Meng Zhoushan knew what he was afraid of, and silently patted Sui Yuesheng's back lightly. I don't know if it was an illusion, but he felt a little hot liquid on his neck: "Everything will be fine when this case is over."

He has been giving Sui Yuesheng a lot of hope, and it turns out that it is indeed useful.

After Meng Zhoushan finished speaking, he opened Sui Yuesheng lightly, and as expected, his eyes were red again.

Meng Zhoushan touched the corner of his eyes and smiled again: "Why do you still cry so much?"

Sui Yuesheng said seriously, "Because I like uncle."

Meng Zhoushan paused at his fingertips when he heard the words: "...you are still young and don't know what liking is. Gratitude and dependence will confuse your concept of liking."

Sui Yuesheng twitched the corners of her mouth: "I understand clearly, but you always feel that I don't understand. How old will I be before you think I understand?"

Meng Zhoushan thought for a moment, and finally gave a number: "When you are 22 years old, if you still don't regret it, I will tell you the answer."

Sui Yuesheng is 19 years old this year. When he is 22 years old, he should be able to heal his legs and stand up. He will also be able to see the outside world and meet more people.

If by that time, Sui Yuesheng still has no regrets...

Meng Zhoushan stared at Sui Yuesheng's beautiful red eyes, and finally swallowed the words in his throat that he would not have time to say in the future.

Wait, now is not the time.

"22 years old?"

Hearing this number, Sui Yuesheng suddenly smiled with red eyes. No one could understand the emotion in his eyes. After a while, he said to himself: "Okay, let's be 22 years old..."

At night, Meng Zhoushan carried Sui Yuesheng into the room to rest, and suddenly felt that he had created a problem for himself. After the age of 22, it is fine if Sui Yuesheng does not change his mind, but what if Sui Yuesheng regrets it?What should I do by myself?

As the ancients said, it is true that all troubles are self-seeking.

Meng Zhoushan leaned over to put Sui Yuesheng on the bed, and was about to cover him with the quilt, but his cheeks were suddenly warm, and then there was a force on his neck, which tightened silently: "Uncle..."

Sui Yuesheng just kissed him, wanting to tell him something: "I won't regret it..."

Meng Zhoushan maintained that posture without moving, but Sui Yuesheng asked softly: "Uncle, can you accompany me?"

He said, "Actually, I'm afraid of the dark..."

But he was always forced to stay in the dark, hallway, or room for various reasons.So others looked at it for a long time and thought that he liked darkness.

Meng Zhoushan never refused him anything. Hearing this, he sat down beside the bed and half leaned on the bedside: "I'll stay here with you, sleep."

Sui Yuesheng moved slightly, and rested her head on his lap, as if this was enough to feel safe, she closed her eyes and said, "Uncle, I think that murderer seems to know me..."

Meng Zhoushan also felt that it was unusual. The other party seemed to have deliberately looked for Sui Yuesheng for a long time: "Do you have any other relatives and friends in your family?"

Sui Yuesheng shook her head: "Yes, but it's far away, and the relationship is not close."

Meng Zhoushan took off his glasses on the bridge of his nose, rubbed the frame unconsciously, and fell into deep thought: "Is the murderer's voice young or old?"

Sui Yuesheng recalled for a moment: "Very hoarse...but not old..."

Meng Zhoushan once fought against the murderer. The opponent was tall and tall, with tight and delicate skin on the tiger's mouth on his right hand, and his moves were neat. He was probably a young man: "Under 30 years old?"

Sui Yuesheng quietly opened her eyes in the dark, thinking that this number could be more specific: "Under 25 years old, over 20 years old."

Meng Zhoushan: "If they are relatives, they should be of the same generation as you."

Those relatives of the older generation can be excluded.

Sui Yuesheng: "But I have no cousins, only one older sister..."

When he said this, he suddenly fell silent and frowned subconsciously, faintly feeling that this guess was impossible.

Meng Zhoushan keenly captured these two words: "Do you still have a sister?"

Sui Yuesheng nodded: "But she and my parents both died in that car accident, and the court has declared her dead."

When the family went out to the beach for vacation, they were knocked over by an oncoming out-of-control truck on the mountain highway.Sui Yuesheng was young and was knocked out of the car. His parents and nine-year-old sister turned over the guardrail with the car and fell into the valley below. The whole car exploded directly, and even the body was mutilated.

It is impossible for an adult to live, let alone a child.

Meng Zhoushan also felt that this guess was too bold: "Does your sister have a birthmark on her hand?"

Although Sui Yuesheng's memory is blurred, she still has a clear understanding of this kind of thing. After thinking about it, she shook her head: "No."

Meng Zhoushan patted his head, said without saying anything, "Don't think too much, go to sleep."

Meng Zhoushan took out his mobile phone in the dark, after much deliberation, he still told Yan Yuezhao his possible guess.Although the body is not complete, if the accidental disappearance has been completed for two years and the procedures are complete, you can directly apply to the court for a declaration of death.

There are too many accidents in this world, and no one knows what happened back then.

For a period of time after that, Meng Zhoushan did not see Yan Yuezhao. The other party probably reported the matter to the high-level officials and arranged an arrest mission secretly.

It wasn't until Sui Yuesheng's mental condition improved and Meng Zhoushan accompanied him to complete the investigation record and came out of the police station that he met Yan Yuezhao.

Yan Yuezhao stood at the gate of the police station, as if he was waiting for them on purpose.After a period of recovery, his leg injury has healed a bit, but he still walks with a limp.He was carrying a plastic bag in his hand, which was bulging and filled with unknown contents.

Meng Zhoushan pushed Sui Yuesheng forward: "What have you been doing these days, and I haven't seen anyone."

"Don't ask too much."

Yan Yuezhao directly handed the heavy plastic bag to Meng Zhoushan, and said something nonsensical: "You take Sui Yuesheng out to find a place to live temporarily, and go back after a while. There are some daily necessities in it, and you will make do with it for two. God, I really can't go to your sister's house."

Meng Zhoushan subconsciously took the plastic bag: "Did something happen?"

Yan Yuezhao frowned: "The above means that if you don't ask, don't ask, it's all for your safety."

Meng Zhoushan vaguely guessed that the police might have arranged some arrest tasks, so he didn't ask further: "Then I'll find a place to live for two days first, and send me a message if there is anything."

Yan Yuezhao didn't speak, but waved his hand to signal them to leave quickly, while he limped into the situation.

Sui Yuesheng was very quiet from the beginning to the end. When Yan Yuezhao left, he looked up at Meng Zhoushan: "Uncle, where are we going to live?"

Meng Zhoushan originally wanted to go to Meng Qinglan's house, but he was afraid of involving her: "Let's find a hotel and stay for a couple of days."

After he finished speaking, he subconsciously opened the bag in his hand and took a look, wondering what daily necessities Yan Yuezhao had bought, but when he took a closer look, except for a few toothpaste and toothbrushes, there were colorful snacks inside, and there was also a plastic bag I squeezed the ice cream with my hands, it was so soft, it probably melted a long time ago.

Meng Zhoushan smiled helplessly, and handed the bag to Sui Yuesheng, letting him hold it: "Eat it, I bought it for you."

Things that kids love to eat.

Sui Yuesheng lowered her head to look at the bag after hearing the words, but said nothing.

The rush hour is approaching, and the nearby streets are congested, and cars cannot go out at all.Meng Zhoushan could only find a reasonably clean hotel nearby to live in, but because the booking was too late, only couple suites were left.

"Let's just stay for two days, the only hotel nearby is clean."

Meng Zhoushan opened the bed and checked it again, then rummaged through the drawer, threw the two free safety supplies inside into the trash can, and then finished the inspection.

Sui Yuesheng kept staring at his movements: "Uncle, what did you throw?"

Meng Zhoushan sat on the edge of the bed, raised his hand to loosen his tie, and paused when he heard the words, "I didn't lose anything."

Sui Yuesheng pushed the wheelchair, wanting to take a look at the trash can: "But I saw you threw two black bags into it?"

This involved his blind spot of knowledge, and a rare flash of bewilderment flashed in his pitch-black eyes.

As soon as the toe of Meng Zhoushan's leather shoe touched, it directly blocked Sui Yuesheng's wheelchair.He untied the black tie, wrapped it around his fingertips a few times, and it fell softly, inexplicably charming: "I'll tell you when you're 22 years old."

Sui Yuesheng smiled: "Why are you 22 years old again?"

Meng Zhoushan adjusted the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, his gentle brows and eyes were rarely lost in thought, and he still said the same sentence: "...I will tell you when you are 22 years old."