Chapter 1342

At the entrance of the Anwan Public Security Bureau.

Wei Wei Zhenguo hesitated for a long time in front of the somewhat familiar entrance.

Wei Yin held her father's hand with one hand and wiped away tears that wouldn't stop with the other, just like when her father took her to report the case when her mother was confirmed missing.

Wei Yin looked up at her father's back, just like back then, only slightly more hunched. She knew her father must also be tearful at this moment, so she deliberately lagged half a step behind so that her father wouldn't have to wipe away his tears and force a smile.

No matter how positive the mindset, it cannot overcome death, because that irreversible passing ignores spirit and matter; it just leaves, leaving further and further away.

"Old Wei. Wei Yin." Huang Huang Qiangmin came out from the guard post, nodded to Wei Wei Zhenguo and Wei Yin, then led them inside, and the three walked one after another toward the building.

Huang Huang Qiangmin walked a little faster, while Wei Wei Zhenguo and Wei Yin walked slower and slower. Facing the police building with the red national emblem, the two had walked past it countless times on weekdays, but today, the further they walked, the more powerless they felt.

Jiang Yuan waited in the conference room, and after the two calmed down, he introduced the case and the investigation results to them.

Old Wei listened silently until Jiang Yuan finished, then couldn't help but ask: "How did Liu Huimin get into their car at that time, and how was she kidnapped?"

Jiang Yuan hesitated for a moment and said: "According to our interrogation, Li Liu Huimin first hailed an unlicensed taxi. After traveling for a distance, Fire Ox and his accomplice waved, and the driver wanted to carpool. He stopped to ask where they were going, and Fire Ox said the train station, so the driver let the two get in. Li Liu Huimin raised an objection at the time, saying she was in a hurry to get back, but the driver said he would drop her off first, so Li Liu Huimin didn't object anymore."

Jiang Yuan basically relayed the interrogation confession without adding or subtracting anything.

Old Wei said "Hmm."

Wei Yin beside him suddenly burst into tears with a "waa."

"Stop crying, listen to Director Jiang first." Old Wei's nose also felt sore.

Wei Yin shook her head: "I told Mom that day to come back a little earlier... Mom promised, saying she would come back to accompany me as soon as she got off work..."

Wei Wei Zhenguo's tears also gushed out all at once. He couldn't help but think that after his wife went missing, he often worked desperately, day and night, but his daughter had always been very sensible, unlike other police officers' children who demanded he must come home at a certain time...

This misplaced guilt had perhaps existed in Wei Yin's heart for a long time.

Wei Wei Zhenguo took paper to wipe his daughter's tears, saying: "It's not your fault, it has nothing to do with you..."

Turning his head, Wei Wei Zhenguo asked Jiang Yuan again: "Director Jiang... please continue. Did Liu Huimin resist?"

"You can just call me Jiang Yuan." Jiang Yuan said first, then looked at Wei Yin and said: "According to the two killers, Li Liu Huimin shouldn't have had any chance to resist. They used a high-voltage stun gun, and threatened the driver with a long dagger..."

"That's enough, let's stop here." Seeing that the emotions of the two were about to lose control, Huang Huang Qiangmin came over to stop Jiang Yuan from saying more.

Wei Wei Zhenguo simply stopped holding it in, slumped on the table, and choked with sobs.

In fact, for so many years, Wei Wei Zhenguo had long been mentally prepared; it was just that when things were unknown, he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart.

Now that the result was confirmed, all the suppression in Old Wei's heart was released, and he wished he could just cry his heart out.

Seeing two familiar police officers crying like ordinary people, Jiang Yuan could only sigh secretly. Forensic science faces the deceased, but ultimately serves the living, and the deceased cannot be resurrected; how can the living find peace?

Two months later.

Jiang Yuan visited Luyang, Guqi, and other cities, and with a group of exhausted troops, returned to the loyal Ningtai County.

After all the procedures were completed, Jiang Yuan directly took a group of team members who were not in a hurry to go home back home.

In the owner's canteen of the Jiang Village residential area, large pots had already been set up, and dumplings were being wrapped.

The dumpling flour was wheat grown by people hired by Aunt Hua, freshly milled that day. The meat filling was pork and beef raised by Jiangfuzhen itself, freshly slaughtered pork belly that day. Side dishes like Chinese cabbage and chives were also freshly pulled from the plots around the ranch.

The dumpling wrappers were sweet, the pork and beef were fresh, and the vegetables were fragrant...

The members of Jiang Yuan's cold case task force, who had been sleeping in the open, along with outsiders like Liu Liu Jinghui, apprentices like Pang Pang Jidong, Zhan Kan, and Wei Shiyan, plus police officers like Li Li and Dazhuang, were all immersed in the enthusiastic atmosphere of wrapping dumplings.

Peeling garlic, smashing garlic, dumplings floating and sinking...

Large iron pots, small dumplings, served up plate by plate, taking a big bite, the meat juice was scalding, the wrappers were sweet...

Huang Huang Qiangmin nodded while eating: "The pigs raised at home are truly amazing. If the Anwan Public Security Bureau calls again next time, we can ask them to send some sheep from the pastoral area; dumplings should be delicious."

"We can find a Public Security Bureau where the chili is delicious..."

"Vinegar, aged vinegar or balsamic vinegar are both fine, depending on which side has a major case first..."

Bang bang bang bang!

Everyone was eating with mouths full of oil, imagining the future, when the main gate was pounded hard.

"Something happened!" The police officer who entered had a serious expression: "A homicide, a current case!"

County Guest House.

The police officers who arrived first had already set up the cordon, and a tent was set up in the middle, covering the view from the outside, looking very formal.

Hearing that Jiang Yuan had arrived, the crowd dispersed.

Jiang Yuan took the investigation kit carried by his assistant, hiccuped lightly, put on his mask, and followed his master, Wu Jun, into the long-lost new homicide scene in Ningtai County.

Inside the tent lay a man with a fat figure and a thick belly, wearing sneakers on his feet, his T-shirt pulled up to his chest, his white belly exposed.

There wasn't a single wound on his whole body, yet he was dead; it was indeed a mysterious major case.

Jiang Yuan took another step forward, only then noticing the victim's neck tilted in an unusual way, and a very familiar face...

Jiang Yuan couldn't help but shout in surprise: "Twenty-seventh Uncle?"

End of the book.