do not speak

You said your life is so good. "The boy pushed away the woman who had been burying her head in untying the rope, and pulled Qin Yan by the collar to force him to look at him, swearing word by word, "A rich woman next to me went out to study for a few years, and when she came back she would be Professor Qin got involved, and even got involved in the situation. "

He smiled mockingly, stretched out a hand to grab Qin Yan's neck, and suddenly raised his tone with endless anger: "What does it feel like for a murderer to help the police solve the case every day? Everyone is killed by you Isn't it fun to play around?"

Qin Yan was stuck in the neck, moved his mouth a few times but couldn't speak, but the boy understood his lips.

He said, sorry.

"I don't even remember how many times you said sorry to me." His hand slipped from Qin Yan's neck, and he suddenly felt very tired.

Seeing that he put his hand down, the woman beside him breathed a sigh of relief, but this subtle movement was caught by the boy.

"Why, now you're starting to play the role of a loving mother and a filial son?" He smiled sarcasticly, his eyes swept between the two of them, and finally settled on the woman, "Do you think he takes your love?"

Qin Yan was uncomfortably pinched just now, and after coughing a few times, he turned his head and looked at the woman beside him with an indifferent expression: "What are you acting?"

This woman, who had never done an iota of motherhood when he was a child.

Qin Yan's memory probably started when he was five years old, and he didn't know how he lived the previous life. He only knew that this woman had never given him a good face since he could remember.The so-called parents just gave birth to him and left him to fend for himself.

Qin Yan spent his childhood with wave after wave of children.They taught him to talk, dress, clean, cook, and even study.He liked those children very much, but his parents told him that these were bad children that were not wanted by their parents, and those who disobeyed would be sent to a place of discipline.

Children told him that school was a place of teaching, and he took it for granted that they were going to school.

He said, I am also a child that my parents don't want, why don't you send me out?

The woman seemed to be taken aback for a moment, but she didn't.It is difficult to choose this memory among his few memories about women. The reason why he still remembers it is because he has been thinking about this issue since he was five years old-he wanted to be sent away.

The children told him that there are sunshine, flowers, trees and many cute animals in the outside world.

They sketched a prototype of the world in front of him, which was in sharp contrast with the dark little room where he lived, with only one lamp. He mentioned to his parents more than once that he wanted to go out and have a look.

They didn't pay attention at first, until when they took a group of children out, Qin Yan got in among them.

Qin Yan was often beaten, but this time he was beaten the hardest.

The man called the father beat him to pieces with a whip. He thought he was going to die several times, but no, he was thrown back into the small room and continued to guard the wave after wave of children.

Qin Yan has seen the outside world before. There is no sunlight, no flowers, no trees, and no cute little animals. There is only boundless darkness and grinning demons.

Parents are right, these are bad kids.

The outside world is scary and he can't go out.

This cognition lasted for many years, until one day, two different children came here.

This is a pair of siblings.Their clothes were new and beautiful, and they smelled fragrant. There was a peach blossom that had just bloomed in the girl's hair, and she was even more beautiful than a peach blossom.

Many years later, this is still the brightest color in Qin Yan's childhood memory.

However, he killed her.

"Your family's acting skills are really inherited from the ancestors." Seeing Qin Yan's distraction, the boy clicked his tongue impatiently: "Don't you like acting? Come, let's change the venue for you."

Qin Yan was sitting in a corner with his back against a wall. The boy stood up and pierced the other wall closest to them.

This is indeed a warehouse, but only half of the warehouse.

It's not a wall, just a piece of cardboard separating the two spaces.

Behind the cardboard sat the man who tied them up and Wei Huaiming.

Wei Huaiming's mouth was gagged, and he looked at Qin Yan suspiciously, while the man behind him was staring at the shivering woman next to them with interest.

The bright lights hung between the two of them, making all hiding ridiculous.

"Come on, keep acting." The boy took the cloth ball from Wei Huaiming's mouth and threw it at Qin Yan's feet, "Come on, tell him who you are."

Qin Yan looked at Wei Huaiming calmly, as if there was a pool of stagnant water in his eyes.

He said, sorry.

I'm sorry, I wanted to tell you, but I didn't dare.

I want you to know that I am selfish, dark, and even love is filthy, but I dare not.

I'm so afraid of losing you.

Wei Huaiming actually heard all of their conversation just now.He really wanted to know why that boy said that Qin Yan was a murderer, and also wanted to ask why Qin Yan said that his parents were dead, but now a mother suddenly appeared.

But he dared not.

The truth is about to come out, but no one dares to take that step.

Seeing that none of them spoke, the boy decided to do them a favor.

He took out a photo from his pocket and handed it to Wei Huaiming: "Captain Wei, do you still remember this person?"

In the photo is a little girl, seven or eight years old, smiling brightly in a field of mountain flowers.

How could he not remember that Wei Huaiming dug out her body himself.

"This is my sister." The boy stared at the girl in the photo, his eyes were a little red, "Isn't it pretty?"

From childhood to adulthood, his favorite person is his sister.My mother will buy her the most beautiful little skirt and the most beautiful braids. My sister is like an angel in a fairy tale. She will smile sweetly, prepare little surprises for him, and even when he is being bullied by other children When it was time, he rushed out and waved his weak little fists to protect him.

However, he failed to protect his sister.

He saw a group of beasts take her away with his own eyes, and no matter how much he cried, it was useless.Every time my sister came back, her clothes were disheveled and her body was covered with bruises.He hugged his sister and cried, but he was comforted in turn, saying that it was fine, and that mom and dad would pick us up soon.

He believed everything my sister said. Since she said that Mom and Dad would come soon, let's wait.

He thought, when they came, he must let them beat up those beasts, he remembered the faces of those people.

Oh yes, he still has to ask them why they lost him and his sister.

It was dark in the basement. I don't know how many days have passed, and I don't know how many times my sister was dragged out and thrown back, but no one came to pick them up.

It wasn't until his sister never came back that he realized that no one would come.

He's going to rot in here like any other crying kid.

The boy wiped his eyes, pointed at Qin Yan and said to Wei Huaiming, "He killed my sister."

This is different from Wei Huaiming's memory.

This was a case of child trafficking, and he still remembered the dark basement—the basement was not small, but hundreds of children were kept in it, and all kinds of voices mixed together, creating a sense of crowding.

He had heard too many incidents of child abduction and trafficking, but he still felt palpitations when he actually saw it.

Traffickers not only sell children, but also rent them to customers with special hobbies. After the child is over, they will send the child back and wait for the next rent.This kind of child will be treated better. They are usually dressed up beautifully and cannot be injured.But in addition to these benefits, they have to accept inhuman torture.

The criminal police dug up more than a dozen corpses in the backyard, and after checking them one by one, they found that these were children who had been rented out.They were all the darlings of their parents before they were alive, but they ended their short lives in such a short way that even their bodies were shamelessly stuffed in this dirty backyard.

Wei Huaiming checked the memory over and over several times, but couldn't find the shadow of Qin Yan from it.

Qin Yan was at most 14 years old at that time, and he couldn't figure out what the girl's death had to do with him.

"Don't talk, right? Come, let me tell you." The boy raised his head and sighed, and slowly lifted the curtain of memories.

"When my sister came back that day, she was covered in injuries again, but she had no strength to comfort me. I clearly felt that she was dying. Not long after, that bastard came in cursing, saying that she was not clean. I dragged my sister out of the cage. I stopped him, but I didn't stop him, and the other children didn't dare to provoke him. I saw with my own eyes that he beat my sister with a whip, but my sister never said a word. I I don't understand what she did wrong to make that man pick up the knife, and I don't even know why the only person outside the cage can't go up and stop it."

The boy covered his face, and slid down the wall as if he lost his strength: "I still remember that scene, my sister was slashed several times, and then she was taken out like a tattered rag doll. He didn't come back. Professor Qin, who you say has a strong sense of justice, stood at the position where he could grab the knife with his hand and watched the whole process, without even giving her a look."

He suddenly laughed while talking: "That's not quite accurate, he finally moved a bit. He stepped over his sister's body, walked to the faucet and washed his blood-stained face and clothes."

Wei Huaiming understood.

He said that Qin Yan was the child of the trafficker, and he was as hard-hearted as the trafficker.

The reason why he didn't have any impression of Qin Yan was because he disguised himself as a trafficked child, who looked no different from those locked in a cage.

Qin Yan kept silent, as if acquiescing to all the crimes.

Wei Huaiming said cautiously: "Qin Yan, say something..."

I beg you.

Qin Yan looked up at him and suddenly smiled.That smile is very strange, it seems to contain endless malice, with a kind of criminal hysteria.

"This is my mother," he said.

He pointed to the woman, then to himself.

"I help them kill."