Chapter 84 Chapter Eighteen

midnight. Ye Xiao was almost insanely busy. He had just finished investigating two murder scenes, which happened almost at the same time. In the first case, at the Qixianqiao night market, a boy in a Shaxian snack bar stabbed a middle-aged man to death with a kitchen knife.The identity of the deceased has just been confirmed. It is Lu Zhongyue, a wanted criminal who has been on the run for eight years.The murder suspect has been arrested. His name is Lu Jizong, he is only nineteen years old, and he claims to be Lu Zhongyue's illegitimate son.Ye Xiao contacted the police at the place where he was registered, only to find out that his mother, Chen Xiangtian, had been killed at home two months ago, and the local police were also looking for Lu Jizong, who had gone out to work.

The second case happened at No. 19 Anxi Road, an old house that had been vacant for thirty years, and was abandoned when a murder occurred.At around 21:55 this evening, the haunted house suddenly caught fire and completely collapsed in just a few minutes. The subsequent heavy thunderstorm did not work.The fire brigade found a charred body in the ruins, a woman in her thirties, and was urgently checking her identity.Preliminary judgment is an arson case, there are a lot of traces of gasoline at the scene, and there is a remote detonation device.There were survivors at the scene of the fire. A young man flew out of the window on the second floor, broke his leg and was sent to the hospital—his name was Si Wang.

Throughout the day, He Qingying looked for her son everywhere, including calling police officer Ye Xiao, and they went to the witch area on Nanming Road together.After ten o'clock in the evening, when there was torrential rain amidst lightning and thunder, she remembered another place - Anxi Road. At the same time her expression changed drastically, Ye Xiao's cell phone rang. In a murder case, the identity of the deceased is crucial.When he went to the murder scene, He Qingying came to Anxi Road in a taxi, only to see that the house where he grew up in his childhood had been burned to pieces.The fire brigade and the police are clearing the scene. Someone mentioned that a surviving young man was taken to the hospital because of a broken bone.

He Qingying rushed to the hospital after inquiring several times, and she saw her son—he was lying naked on the hospital bed, half of his hair was burnt, and gauze was wrapped around the top of his head and mouth, with injuries all over his body, the most serious being his right calf. Putting him in a cast.The nurses also whispered, saying that if he was not young and strong, he would have been admitted to the intensive care unit with so many injuries.With a needle in his hand for infusion, he was in a coma for a while in the emergency room. When he woke up, he saw his mother, and a few huge teardrops rolled out.

But she didn't ask anything, just hugged Si Wang carefully to avoid touching his wound, and whispered in her ear: "Wang'er, everything is over." Ye Xiao also came to the hospital. Seeing their mother and child hugging each other, he wanted to avoid it, but was stopped by Si Wang. The young man endured the pain in his mouth and asked, "Is she still alive?" He knew who the person Si Wang asked was.The identity of the woman who was burned to death in the haunted house on Anxi Road had been verified just now. She was Si Wang's former high school Chinese teacher Ouyang Xiaozhi, and she was also a high school graduate that Shen Ming had taken care of back then.

Ye Xiao shook his head expressionlessly. While Si Wang was crying bitterly, he turned to the emergency room. There was a heavy thunderstorm, how many people had to sleep on the street? An hour later, He Qingying came out and said, "Officer Ye Xiao , Wang'er refuses to sleep, and hopes to say a few words to you, but please cut the long story short, his mouth is still bleeding. " However, the police and the teenager chatted alone for the rest of the night, until the sky brightened in the early morning and the rain gradually stopped. Si Wang insisted on leaving the hospital and going home, Ye Xiao drove the police car to send their mother and son back.He wanted to carry the boy in plaster on his back, but He Qingying politely declined. Si Wang said that as long as his mother supported him, he could walk up the stairs on one leg.

At six o'clock in the morning, He Qingying struggled to help her son to the door of the house, only to see a black figure, she turned on the corridor light vigilantly, illuminating a familiar face. She rubbed her eyes, and the other party looked at her in fear, as well as the boy in the plaster cast. "Twelve years." The man shook his head sadly. He looked to be about fifty years old, his hair was half white, wrinkles were carved on his forehead, and he had a huge suitcase in his hand. Si Wang struggled and leaned forward. Although he didn't sleep all night, his spirit suddenly recovered. He stared at the man's face and said, "Daddy?"

"Wang'er!" He hugged Si Wang in his arms tremblingly, he didn't expect the child to grow to be so tall, even bigger than himself.He touched his son's face distressedly, wondering why he suffered such a serious injury? He Qingying silently took out the key and opened the door for the father and son. Twelve years later, she still remembered this face, just like on the New Year's Eve in 2002, when her husband returned home in a hurry, the two had a big fight.He came to pack his luggage, the loan sharks would come to his door tomorrow morning, and he had to go to a remote place to take refuge.

So, this time I went out and never came back. Simingyuan has been wandering away for several months, he just wants to pay off his gambling debts as soon as possible, so as to prevent his wife and son from getting into more trouble.He managed to smuggle to South America, but became a contract laborer. After eight years of cutting sugar cane in the tropical rainforest, he finally saved enough money to redeem himself.But he was empty-handed and had no face to return to China to find his son. Instead, he continued to stay on the other side of the world, opened a small supermarket in Sao Paulo, and worked day and night to make money. When the supermarket was transferred out last month, he already had Five hundred thousand dollars.

Three days ago, he returned to China with the money and found that his original home was building a skyscraper.Simingyuan looked for people everywhere, and came to this house after a few rounds. He wanted to give his wife a surprise—the once worthless husband and incompetent father had finally become a man again, so that his family could live a decent life. . Si Wang was lying on the bed in a plaster cast, listening to his father tell about his life and anecdotes in South America. This man had suffered many difficulties and left several scars on his face. Thinking of his primary school days, he had a strong suspicion - his mother killed his father.

This question has always been buried in my heart, and I never dared to say it to anyone, including my mother. Many times when facing Huang Hai or Ye Xiao, he had the urge to blurt out, and finally he swore to rot this secret in his heart. Last year, the body found during the demolition of the old house was recently identified by the police, and it must not be Si Mingyuan. Si Wang hugged his father and fell asleep drowsily, remembering another thing Ye Xiao told him - Lu Zhongyue was stabbed to death by his own son while dialing to detonate gasoline on his mobile phone.