Chapter 87 Chapter 21

The criminal who killed Shen Ming was not a man, but a beautiful woman—the woman who gave Si Wang his life. On the night of Qixi Festival, Ye Xiao took He Qingying and Si Wang's mother and son out of the witch area, and came to the tallest chimney.He Qingying pointed to the dilapidated wall with the word "forbidden zone" written on it and said, "I buried the murder weapon in the ground on the night of the murder." Just as Ye Xiao was going to prepare the digging tools, Si Wang had already dug up the ground with both hands.It has been raining for the past few days, and the soil is loose and soft. After digging to a depth of more than half a foot, there are all kinds of rotten grass roots and bones.

"Let me do it." He Qingying pushed her son away, buried her head in digging the hole desperately, until her hands were covered with blood, and finally dug out a black object. She wiped off the dirt on the knife with the corner of her clothes. Although it was rusty, it was still eye-catching under the light of the flashlight. "This is the weapon that killed Shen Ming." Ye Xiao put the knife into the evidence bag, sent the murder suspect to the police car, and drove directly to the Public Security Bureau. That night, the bureau chief came out to meet He Qingying in person, and Ye Xiao still took the interrogation transcript.She confessed to two murders on Anxi Road in 1983 and Nanming Road in 1995.The murder weapon that killed Shen will be identified and compared with the forensic report as the most important physical evidence.

The last question—she has carefully concealed the secret for so many years, but without any solid evidence, she actually admitted it all at once? Ye Xiao guessed like this: In the past nearly twenty years, He Qingying was afraid that once she was arrested and imprisoned, Wang'er would be alone. She couldn't imagine how a child would grow up without a mother. Maybe she would go on a bad path. . Now, the son has grown up, and the husband has come back by accident, so the mother no longer has to worry.When He Qingying said it with relief, she must have felt much refreshed. This is relief.

In the early morning, Si Wang just came home, and his father stayed up all night. He had already received a notification from Ye Xiao.He Qingying talked with her husband on the phone—from now on, she entrusted Wang'er to him. Si Wang leaned his head on his shoulder and whispered softly, "Father, I am your biological son." "Actually, when I cut sugar cane in South America, I figured it out. Even if you are not my own, I will still treat you as my son! Wang'er, you don't know how happy I was when you were just born .” Suddenly, Simingyuan took out a wallet, which looked quite old, with several holes worn out. It was given to him by He Qingying before he got married.During the more than ten years of wandering abroad, I always kept it by my side. There was a yellowed photo in my wallet, which was a photo of the full moon after Si Wang was born. This premature baby was exceptionally beautiful, but showed the gloomy eyes of an adult.

"You've grown up!" Compared with him in the photo, Siming Yuan hugged his son tightly. The next day, Si Wang went to Shen Yuanchao's house. Ye Xiao was still a step ahead of him, and had already called to report the case to the old prosecutor, which was considered an explanation to the family of the deceased. Shen Min got into the university of her choice, but in another city, she was packing her bags and preparing to leave home.Two months ago, her Chinese teacher had an accident and was burned to death in an old house on Anxi Road. She was sad for a long time. .On the bedside table in the boudoir, there is still a group photo of the female teacher with her.

Facing Shen Ming's portrait, Si Wang burned three sticks of incense with Shen Min. When parting, Si Wang still embraced Shen Yuanchao deeply, leaned on the old man's shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Please do me a favor..." After half a minute of whispering, the retired prosecutor's face turned gray, and he lowered his head and replied, "You know what? I've always wanted to kill that person myself." "I know." "Son, go home, and don't let me see you again." Si Wang had already walked outside the door, and turned his head stubbornly: "Please, I'll be waiting for your call!"

Shen Yuanchao leaned behind the door and remained silent, only Shen Min chased him out, took Si Wang downstairs, took his arm and said, "What did you say to my dad?" "It's a secret." "When can we meet again?" "Wait until you graduate from college!" "Can I kiss you?" So, Si Wang closed his eyes, and Shen Min kissed him lightly on the cheek. He rode away on his bicycle without looking back, and the tears of the girl behind him were floating. A month later, school started. In early autumn, on a bright morning, Siming Yuan chartered a taxi, set off from the Huangcun Bookstore, and sent his son to S University near the sea.

Si Wang carried the heavy suitcase, waved to him and said, "Dad, go back, I will take care of myself!" He stepped into the university campus alone, a banner welcoming freshmen was hung above his head, and the promotional video on the big screen scrolled the heads of previous principals, among them Gu Changlong. Along the way, girls looked back at him from time to time, and some people asked him which major he was.There was a senior student rushing to receive him, and took him to register and pay the fee graciously, and then went to see the teaching building and dormitory. Finally, Si Wang looked at her blankly and said, "Yin Yu?"

"Student, do you know me?" The female college student in front of her has black hair with a shawl, light makeup on her face, and a knee-length floral skirt. There is no sign of a tomboy, but a standard slender lady. However, that face has not changed. When we parted on Nanming Road more than three years ago, the moment before she was hit by a big truck, she was already a beautiful woman with short hair. "Did you graduate from Nanming High School?" "Yes, how do you know?" "My high school is also Nanming Middle School, and your junior high school and I are both Wuyi Middle School. We used to be best friends."

"Really?" Facing the handsome junior in front of her, she was inexplicably excited, stroking the hair on her shoulders, and said shyly, "I'm sorry, I really forgot all about it! Three years ago, shortly after the college entrance examination , I got into a car accident at the gate of the school." "It was an out-of-control earth-moving truck, right? I was there at the time, and I was the one who took you to the hospital." "It turned out to be you! I woke up after being in a coma for four months, but I lost all my memory due to a severe brain impact. I had been admitted to the University of Hong Kong, but I couldn't adapt to the crowded and cramped environment in Hong Kong, so I had to go back to I studied in the mainland. But I was the number one student in the college entrance examination in this city, and this university accepted me in an exceptional way. I’m so sorry, I heard that people used to call me a tomboy, but I didn’t think so at all, is it true?”

"Yin Yu, have you forgotten everything?" "Occasionally, some strange pictures and sounds flashed through my mind, that's all." Looking at the blush on Yin Yu's cheeks, Si Wang looked up at the sky, and said between his teeth: "Give me another bowl of Mengpo soup!" Forget it, that would be great.