in the dark

Huayao's morning is misty, clean and hazy.The weather has been better recently, and it no longer rains all day long, and the time for tourists to go out has been much earlier.The small shop in the alley is full of heat, and I don't know what kind of food is out of the pot again.

Song Chan stood at the door and rang the bell, carrying breakfast.He bought some soy milk, vegetable porridge, and sweet cakes, all of which were bland.

Unlike usual, today he was not asked to wait for four or five minutes, and Song Nan'an opened the door in time.

Song Chan walked in humming a tune, put the breakfast on the table, and took it apart to eat on his own.

Seeing that Song Nan'an opened the door for himself and sat back in front of the computer, he said, "I bought you vegetable porridge." Then he lifted the lid of the food box, "Come and eat, or it will be cold."

After calling several times, Song Nan'an sat down.

Song Chan smiled so brightly: "I tried some of your vegetable porridge, and it tastes okay."

Song Nan'an fiddled with the bowl a few times with a spoon: "Did you put the onion in?"

"Of course I didn't let it go, I specifically told the boss not to have green onions!" Song Chan understood, and gave him a reassuring look in my work, and replied: "Although my mind is not very bright, I still remember this kind of thing. "

Song Nan'an nodded.

Song Chan glanced at him, saw that his eyes were abnormally red, and looked closer: "What's wrong with your eyes?"

"It's okay." Song Nan'an ate the porridge as if nothing had happened.

Song Chan looked suspiciously, and then thought about it, no wonder the door opened abnormally fast in the morning, and he didn't see him getting up with a bad face after he came in. Could it be that he didn't sleep all night?

"Have you stayed up all night?" Song Chan frowned like a little old man, "You stayed up all night?"

Song Nan'an hummed inexplicably.

Song Chan just had to put his hands on his hips, "No, what can't be done during the day? Do you have to stay up late at night?" What's more, you ran and beat last night, aren't you tired?Not afraid of sudden death?Song Chan really couldn't understand what was going on in the minds of people with high IQs.

Song Nan'an replied indifferently, "It's very important."

"You..." choked half to death.

"Life and health are more important." Instilled in the theory, Song Chan's voice was about to lift the ceiling.

"You're so noisy." Song Nan'an put down his spoon and glanced at him, "If you keep making noise, go out."

"I..." I haven't finished my breakfast yet, what a ghost to go out.

Song Nan'an frowned: "What are you?"

"I—" He has always been able to bend and stretch, and said with a smile: "The principle I have always followed is that I will never go west when you point it."

Very good, very doggy.

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Before going to the police station, Song Nan'an and Song Chan went to the snack bar of Li Jie's parents.

Song Chan has been in a state of confusion, but fortunately he is only acting as a bodyguard the whole time, so it is right to follow Song Nan'an.

Looking from a distance, the snack bar did not have people coming to buy things from time to time as usual, as if it was not open.

The two approached, and sure enough, they saw Li Jie's parents anxiously pacing up and down the door.

They were the ones who took Li Jie away during the last visit. Li Jie's parents recognized them immediately. The mother was the most impatient, and came up to ask in a crying voice, "Police officer, is our son really Did you commit a crime? Someone came to inform us last night, saying that this person went in again, what is going on?"

Song Chan slandered: "Your son almost killed someone last night." He didn't dare to say it, for fear of being caught by Song Nan'an.

"Something happened last night, and it was still related to Li Changgu's case." Song Nan'an took a step closer and said sincerely, "Now we may still need to know something."

"I hope you two can cooperate."

It's nothing to do with him, Song Chanyi listened a little baffled, according to what Song Nan'an said just now, did Li Jie follow them last night for another reason?

Let things develop and develop, is this back to the original point?

With tears in her eyes, Mother Li nodded repeatedly, "As long as we can help my son, we will know what to say, police officer, you have to trust us, although Li Jie has been disobedient, he will definitely not commit murder Come on, officer, you must save him too!"

Song Nan'an nodded and asked, "Do you know Tao Fuzi?"

As soon as the words fell, Li's father, who had been sullen and silent all this time, suddenly spoke out. It could be seen that this was a man who was usually introverted, and he asked with an unusual expression: "Tao...Tao Ling's daughter? "

Obviously, Li's father knew Tao Fuzi, and not simply.Otherwise, it wouldn't be this look.

As soon as the words were finished, Song Nan'an's expression changed, as if everything had cleared up and saw the light: "Yes, what does she have to do with your son." The words that blurted out were already affirmative.

A moment of silence.

"It's not a glorious thing to say." Li's father sighed softly, "It's up to now, alas."

Mother Li, who had been talking non-stop, was also silent now, her head drooping and sobbing.

"My mother and I have talked to him many times before, but he has never listened seriously to his heart! We also know that this kind of thing is unpleasant to say in a small place like Huayao, but he It's just a stick. Tell me! He is a 24-year-old man, and he likes a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl. What is he like! Let's not talk about his bad reputation, and now he still treats a child who hasn't grown up yet. Discussing whether you like it or not, it's just...it's shameless to see people!"

"We have persuaded him a thousand and eight hundred times! He has never heard of it!" Father Li became emotional while talking, his neck and face were flushed.

"How long? When did you know about this?"

Father Li was very angry: "I found out about it some time ago. As for how long... I don't know. If he didn't happen to see the photo in his mobile phone, he probably would have kept it from us to death!"

The more things were explained, the more calm Song Nan'an became: "Tao Fuzi's photo? Li Jie took it?"

"He took it secretly! Thousands of pictures! No face, no face!" Li's father kept patting his thigh in shame, and Li's mother, who was silent beside him, sobbed suddenly.

Song Chan stood aside as if watching a big show, and couldn't help thinking in his heart.

Tao Fuzi, Tao Ling's daughter Tao Fuzi.

So the crux of the matter now is that thin and fair girl?A girl who can draw and repair, has a gentle and good-looking appearance. At the same time, she is also a girl who has been stalked and raped.

Knowing what they should know, they left the snack bar at Li Jie's parents' house, and the two rushed to Qingqifang.

Tao Ling has been summoned to the police station, the workshop in Qingqifang is noisy, and the workers are doing their work.

Song Nan'an looked around and walked towards the aunt who was doing daily hygiene in Qingqifang.Song Chan followed behind.

"Hello, Auntie." Song Nan'an asked calmly, "How many years have you been working here?"

Respect words, titles, and nodding were all used, and Song Chan was inexplicably wanting to laugh at the back. It would be better to tell him the question and let him come up, talk heart-to-heart and ask questions, so as to ensure that the two are correct.

This question came a bit suddenly, and the auntie in the flower padded jacket looked at the two people in front of her inexplicably.Although he felt strange, he replied: "Five or six years, I have been here since the workshop was built. I am the first batch to work here!"

Song Nan'an continued to ask: "Do you know what relationship Tao Ling has with the owner of this workshop?"

"..." The air seemed to be stagnant.

Song Chan had no choice but to support his forehead, as expected, he was more suitable for dealing with ordinary people in the market, making gags and making jokes.

Does someone think that he is dealing with the client or the client's family?If you don't say enough in two sentences, you are asking the main point. This will scare others, okay?

The aunt curled her lips, and Fox asked, "What are you doing?"

Song Chan hurriedly rescued the scene, and had no choice but to take out Song Nan'an's ID from his pocket: "Auntie, we are sent by the police station to investigate, and it may take up a little bit of your time." He said with a standard eight-toothed smile.

"Hey, the police!" Auntie gave a serious face.

"Don't be nervous, just sit down and chat with you." Song Chan passed the small bench to the auntie from the side, full of dog legs.

The aunt was obviously still a little flustered: "What are you going to ask? About the boss? I don't know much about him."

It's really difficult to reveal your identity.

Song Chan used kung fu to flicker: "Hey, how could you not know that you are the first batch of people working here!" With a deliberate imitation, the tone was like an eighth.

The aunt was amused: "You young man!"

Song Chan accepted it when he saw a good deal: "Auntie, you really don't have to be nervous. You can answer whatever we ask. If you don't know, then answer that you don't know. In short, you can just say it."

"Okay, then you can ask. Let me explain in advance, I'm just a cleaner, and I don't know much."

Song Chan winked at Song Nan'an to signal him to ask questions quickly, and suppressed a smile, thinking to himself, people like you who are close to daily life and don't live much know the most.

Song Nanan asked in a different way: "Can you tell me everything you know about Tao Ling and Li Changgu?"

The aunt hesitated for a while, and lowered her voice: "The whole Huayao knows that our boss raises women, and Tao Lingna is one of them. She came to Huayao from other places for only two years and was able to do this because of our boss. Although my ability is strong now, when I first came here, I didn’t have a diploma and could only earn a little money by painting skills.”

"But she is also a poor person. It is not easy for a single mother to live alone with her daughter." The auntie sighed, thought of something, and said, "Actually, our boss is not a good person. Don't look at Tao Ling to follow her." He lived a splendid life, and he received countless beatings behind his back!"

Song Chan exclaimed: "Li Changgu hit her?"

"That's right! It's very serious!" Auntie said with a serious expression, "Outsiders generally don't know about this kind of thing. If it weren't for the fact that I was in charge of the hygiene of the entire Qingqifang, including where they lived, it would be impossible to know. This kind of thing!"

Song Nan'an stopped asking.

"I don't have anything to ask, so I went to work. I haven't finished cleaning today!"

Song Chan thanked repeatedly: "Okay, sorry to trouble you!"

"it's okay no problem."

Three hours in the morning passed like this, but I only walked two places. Fortunately, Huayao is a small town, and the alleys are connected horizontally and vertically.

On the way to the police station, Song Chan couldn't suppress his curiosity and kept talking all the way.

"The murderer wasn't Li Jie, right?" This was the conclusion Song Chan came up with after thinking about it.

Song Nan'an glanced at him and chuckled, "That's right. But it's obvious."

"It's not a guess." Song Chan felt that he was despised, and retorted: "I reasoned it out by my own ingenuity. Also, where is it obvious? There are many doubts, okay?"

"Really." There was a slight question.

"Yes." Song Chan said angrily, "If you haven't heard my analysis, you probably don't know what an expert in criminal psychology profiling is..."

Song Nan'an turned to look at him with amusement.

Song Chan hesitated: "Assistant of..." Or... bodyguard, or... crush?Anyway, not an expert.

Song Nan'an: "Then I have to listen carefully."

The expression is no longer lacking, and every word he said can be answered. Song Chan can clearly feel that he is in a good mood now.

He didn't hesitate at all, Song Chan came as soon as he said it, he knew exactly what kind of temperament a detective needed, as long as he held his head high and made an expression like you mortals were not as intelligent as me and pulled out of the sky, that was enough.

"Ahem," he cleared his throat in a dignified manner, "I said it, listen carefully."

Song Nan'an smiled.

Song Chan looked serious: "After the incident of him trying to kill you with a knife last night, my first feeling was that the murderer must not be him. According to your analysis of Li Changgu's case, the murderer was thoughtful and skillful , wouldn’t do such a stupid thing like slashing at people with a knife. But I don’t understand why he wants to kill you.”

"Secondly, no matter whether it is the interrogation of Li Jie or Tao Ling, we can clearly know that Li Jie's questions have always revolved around his rape/rape of Tao Fuzi. In the complaint, it only said that he raped/raped, but did not say that he killed Li Changgu."

"Although he appeared in the surveillance, the suspicion cannot be cleared for the time being, but I think when you interrogated him, when you said that you killed Li Changgu, his reaction was very real. He directly said that Tao Ling was the murderer. , he doubts, and blurts out when the emotion is intense; on the other hand, Tao Ling, it seems that everything has been considered in advance, except when she mentioned her daughter, she showed the emotions that a mother should have, and she is calm at other times."

"Well, I'm done." After analyzing Song Chan's head, he realized that Song Nan'an had been looking at him.

Song Chan touched his nose in embarrassment: "Is that right?"

Song Nan'an really thought about it for a while, and replied lightly: "One-fifth of it is right."

Song Chan jumped: "Only one-fifth?"

Song Nan'an: "Why, too little? Seeing your serious attitude, I'll give you one-tenth more."

Song Chan: "..." What is one-fifth minus one-tenth? He has to do the math carefully, otherwise he won't be able to swallow this breath.

Suddenly, Song Nan'an smiled and ordered: "Turn on the phone's recording."

"doing what?"

"analyze."

"Do you know who the murderer is?"

"uh-huh."

Song Chan: "..." For the first time, I realized that this person was a little arrogant.

Song Nan'an pondered suddenly: "This afternoon, there is a play to watch."

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