I'm innocent [Comprehensive British American]

"It seems that someone is knocking on the door." The young wife pushed her husband sleepily, "Go and see."

"It's the wind." After the man muttered something, he turned over and fell asleep again.

?

The woman also wanted to sleep, but her pet dog kept barking downstairs as if stimulated.

After a while, their four-year-old daughter ran in holding the teddy bear and pushed the door. She shook her and said, "Mom, someone is knocking on the door. Mom, is it the snowman who wants to come in?"

"It's just the wind, go back to sleep, the snowman won't enter the house." The man glanced at the phone and said helplessly, "It's only 03:30, who would knock on the door at this time."

The little girl ran out again, she ran to the living room, the knock on the door was still there, she moved a small chair, put it on it, and looked out the window, but she didn't see anyone.

The little girl looked sideways for a while, then knocked on the window.

Frost covered the glass tightly, and she could vaguely see a man wearing a hat appearing in front of the window, the man breathed out towards the glass, and he stretched out his finger, slowly writing on the glass.

'Hi, can you help me?I am not a bad guy. '

The little girl is still young and doesn't know many words. She struggled to recall what these words meant, and then she found that she only knew me and you.

"Mom!!! The snowman is coming in!" She jumped down and ran back to the bedroom to shake her mother and yelled "Mom, the snowman is freezing to death!"

Just as the girl's mother was about to answer, the knock on the door downstairs suddenly disappeared, but the dog kept barking.

"Go and have a look, what if it's a thief." The woman pushed the man beside her.

Reluctantly, the man got up, took out the pistol/gun from the drawer and walked out yawning.

He gently swept away the pet dog blocking the door with his foot, and was instantly frightened awake when he saw the words on the window. He shouted upstairs, "Mary! There is indeed someone!"

"Jason, be careful, I'll be right there!"

He clenched his pistol/gun tightly, opened the door cautiously, the cold wind blew on his face, got into his collar, made him shiver from the cold, it was quiet outside, and there was no one there.

The pet dog ran out from his feet. Jason looked down and saw a person lying curled up on the ground, shaking uncontrollably.

"Sir? Are you okay?" Jason asked hesitantly, he bent down and touched the man carefully.

"Help me... please..."

Jason heard a small voice, he quickly grabbed the man and dragged him into the house, looked around, and after making sure there was no one else, Jason locked the door.

"What year is this, and you can still pick up someone at the door, maybe he will lose his memory next time, it's like this in all novels." Jason turned on the light, he was a little nervous, and he couldn't stop muttering in a low voice

He said to his wife, Mary, who was coming down the stairs, "He has a bad fever, let's call an ambulance."

"Maybe we need to call the police." Mary said softly, "He has gunshot wounds and knife wounds, a gang fight?"

"Who can tell for sure." Jason said while picking at his clothes, "It's better to call the police."

Jason's voice paused for a moment, he looked at the man's upper body covered with large and small scars in shock, swallowed and said softly, "He is still a master of life..."

The little girl poked the unconscious man aside, and suddenly said, "Who is Rhett?"

"What?" Mary asked casually.

"He keeps calling Rhett." The little girl said seriously, "What is Rhett? Chocolate or ice cream?"

"Red is Rhett, a person's name, don't always think about sweets." Mary rummaged through the man, only to find a broken cell phone.

The little girl played with the man's hair and pulled him to moan. The man on the sofa moved. He coughed and opened his eyes, which startled Jason.

"Hello." The man blinked, and after seeing Jason in front of him, he said weakly, "My name is Richard Kino, you can call me Richard."

"We have already called the police and called an ambulance. They will come soon, so you don't have to worry." Seeing Richard's pale face, Mary couldn't help comforting him.

"This is really bad. I don't have a good relationship with the police," Richard said softly. "Cancel, please."

Noticing the vigilant expressions of the two, Richard paused and explained, "Don't be nervous, sir, I'll be leaving soon, can you give me a glass of water? I'll leave after drinking the water."

He looked at the door frequently, and the anxiety in his eyes became more and more obvious, "Can you lend me your phone, I need to find someone, has the blood outside the door been cleaned up?"

"Why should we trust you?" Jason asked warily, pulling Mary behind him.

"Someone is chasing me. I just want to tell my companions where I am." Richard kept his eyes on the door. "I've already thrown them off, but it's only a matter of time before they can find me."

He paused for a few seconds, and said dryly, "I'm just here to borrow the phone, and please give me a glass of water."

As he spoke, he picked up the clothes on the side and put them on with great effort.

The little girl ran to the side and took out her small water bottle, tiptoeing and handing it to Richard.

Jason held his hand/gun vigilantly. He hesitated for a moment and was about to hand over the phone. There was the sound of braking outside, and then someone knocked on the door

"It should be the police." Mary got up and was about to open the door.

"Stop, give me the gun! Quick!" Richard put the kettle aside with a solemn expression, he propped himself up, grabbed Mary, and repeated, "Give me the gun, don't go out."

The knock on the door continued, Mary stood there at a loss, Richard struggled to get up, grabbed Jason's pistol/gun, he coughed violently, his voice was hoarse, "Take your children and hide, no matter what you see Don't come out with anything."

Seeing that neither of them responded, Richard snapped, "Quick!"

The sound of knocking on the door had turned into a slamming door. Obviously, the blood stains at the door convinced the people outside that the person they were looking for was here.

"Call this number." Richard tore off a piece of paper and wrote on it, "Look for a man named Rhett, and give my name, Qiu Chengke."

"Wait, isn't your name Richard?" Jason asked.

"I lied to you, hide quickly! Go!"

Jason subconsciously took the note, dragged his wife and daughter and ran upstairs. Just as they had time to run into the bedroom, they heard the sound of breaking into the door from downstairs, followed by the sound of a flower pot breaking at the door.

Qiu Chengke hid behind the sofa beside him, fiddling with his hand/gun, his expression darkened.

[It seems that the place you are looking for is not suitable for the weak period. ] The system said in his mind [and, with all due respect, Mr. Qiu, do you know how to use a gun. ]

'Be quiet. 'Qiu Chengke's chest heaved violently, he held his pistol/gun, and when the sound of footsteps approached, he leaned forward and hit a person's leg.

[It seems unlikely, the system kindly presents a god-given pill, please check the system mailbox by yourself, Mr. Qiu. ]

'Thanks, can I have a knife? '

[Friendly reminder, Mr. Qiu, your current state is not suitable for melee combat. The system recommends that you use a pistol/gun. ] The system paused, and explained [Your current physical condition, your Dr. Reed can knock you down with one punch. ]

'I see, thank you. '

Jason locked the bedroom door and stuffed the younger daughter into the closet to keep her quiet.

"Oh my god...why haven't the police come yet." Mary said anxiously while dialing the number according to the note, "That man was seriously injured, how could he bear it."

The messy/chaotic fighting sound outside became smaller and smaller. Jason suddenly reached out his hand to signal her not to speak. He listened to the sound outside, and a sound of heavy footsteps was approaching.

Mary held the phone, covered the little girl with some clothes, and closed the closet door tightly. She said in a trembling voice, "Hey, don't make a sound, don't make a sound no matter what you see, mom loves you, we love you." love you forever."

..............................

Reid stood outside the bombed villa beyond recognition, looking blankly at the blood-stained snow field, with a few pieces of silica gel scattered messily on the ground.

They found two corpses here, one in the villa, who was unknown, and a male corpse on the snow outside the villa, not Qiu Chengke.

Reid found a dagger on the corpse, it was stuck in the bone, and it was difficult to pull out. As soon as Reid held the dagger, he knew that it was commonly used by Qiu Chengke. There was a Chinese character 'dark' on the handle of the dagger.

There were several bullet holes in the tree trunk, and there was a pistol/gun not far from the corpse. It seemed that after Qiu Chengke escaped from the villa, he fought with someone again.

Fortunately, he won.

Reid handed the dagger to the evidence collector, Rocker came over and pressed his shoulder, and said softly, "He will be fine, remember, Qiu Chengke is outrageous."

"I'm not sure. There are bloodstains everywhere here. Qiu Chengke didn't even take the dagger away. He was seriously injured." Reid had been calling Qiu Chengke, but the phone had been turned off.

"The footprints are obvious. They went through the grove." Al squatted on the ground, frowning. A few drops of blood are still bleeding, and the injury is not serious."

"It's obviously not a good choice to go outdoors in severe winter. Qiu Chengke is seriously injured. If he stays outside for a long time, his life will be in danger. Go find him in a nearby residential area." Reid touched the blood on the tree trunk, took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, " We are not the only ones who want to find Qiu Chengke, he can't go very far."

Al nodded and walked over quickly. Rocker put his arms around Rhett's shoulders and comforted him softly, "Rett, calm down, Qiu Chengke will be fine."

Rhett pursed his lips tightly, blinked his eyes, and looked at Rocker, "I...I actually don't understand why so many people are targeting Qiu Chengke, who has just intervened in this case."

"He was offered a reward, remember, there are many people who want to kill him." Rocker said casually, "And... that psychiatrist Jeffrey is targeting Chinese, whether it is Qiu Chengke or others people."

"Qiu Chengke is a Chinese-American. He can indeed be said to be Chinese, but why should he be targeted..." Reid mused, "Jeffrey has no other bad records. Logically speaking, as a white man, if Jeffery has racial discrimination , he must have discriminated against blacks too, but his reaction to Morgan was minimal,"

"You mean he didn't target the Chinese because of racial discrimination?" Rocker asked suspiciously.

"I have an idea that Jeffrey's targeting of Chinese people is probably because some Chinese people participated in the big collector's case, and the role they played may not be glorious at present." Reed reasoned He looked, but his eyes stayed on the blood-stained snow.

Rhett's fingers kept rubbing against the palm of his hand, his voice was soft and slow, he blinked quickly, and took deep breaths.

"Red, Rhett, calm down." Rocker saw that this was a suppressed sad expression, he quickly pressed Rhett's shoulder, and comforted him, "Calm down, take a deep breath with me, don't be nervous, he won't die Yes, really not, how about we continue to analyze the case?"

"I'm not sure." Rhett took a deep breath and said, "It's hard to meet someone who suits you, Rocker, I don't want to be alone anymore."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and picked up the phone. A shrill female voice came from inside. She lowered her voice deliberately, her tone revealing panic, "Red? Do you have someone named Qiu...what, Qiu Chengke?" The man is lost, he is here with us, oh my god... help us, why haven't the police come yet!"