"Boss!"
Around 7 PM, the Municipal Bureau.
Chu Xiao had just finished dinner on the next street and entered the house when Yang Lianhai called him back.
"Get to the point." Chu Xiao once again drifted into the criminal investigation team's office like a wandering ghost. His peach blossom eyes narrowed impatiently, the corners of his eyes reddening, giving him a somewhat beautiful appearance.
"Guess what I found?"
Seeing Yang Lianhai's pretentious act, Chu Xiao wanted to kick him, and in fact, he did. Yang Lianhai almost fell off his chair, realizing that Chu Xiao wasn't in a good mood today, so he quickly got down to business.
"I accidentally came across a minor incident record today. Normally, this kind of thing isn't our responsibility, and I would just ignore it if I saw it. But, ever since I met Wu Yue, I feel... I should take it seriously."
In the minds of the three members of the criminal investigation team.
Wuyue = supernatural = bizarre events.
Anything related to Wu Yue is definitely not normal.
Chu Xiao raised an eyebrow, leaned back on his desk, casually pulled out a lollipop and popped it into his mouth, saying indistinctly, "Tell me about it."
Wang Yaobei, sitting opposite Yang Lianhai, looked up and complained, "Dahai, hurry up and tell me! You're driving me crazy! You've been keeping me in suspense all afternoon. I'm fed up with you."
"hey-hey."
Yang Lianhai narrowed his eyes and smiled, then said, "Last week, in the outskirts of Beijing, there was a rather wealthy family. An eight-year-old boy called the police, saying that his parents had killed each other after an argument. He spoke very calmly and asked the police to handle the situation... But when the police arrived, they found nothing. There wasn't even a trace of blood, let alone a body."
Wang Yaobei frowned. "Isn't this a prank?"
“Yes, that’s right. The police think so too. But the eight-year-old boy insisted that someone in his family had died, and that his parents’ spirits were still there. Several officers were standing opposite the boy, and when the boy said that his parents were right behind them…” Chu Xiao glanced at him out of the corner of his eye: “Given their personality, they probably wouldn’t believe it.”
“Yes, yes, yes.” Yang Lianhai added, “I wouldn’t have believed it before either, but unfortunately I met little Wu Yue.”
Kids are the root of all evil!
Wang Yaobei: "And then?"
"Although the officers didn't believe it, the boy's story sounded very real, and they felt a chill run down their spines. With no other option, and after the boy's repeated insistence, they had to check the security footage. Unfortunately, the footage from the last two days hadn't been recorded, the memory card was full, and the security camera at the entrance only showed the boy's parents leaving two days prior..."
Yang Lianhai spoke vividly, with a clear structure and appropriate intonation, making it seem like he was telling a supernatural story.
"The police investigated for another two days, and the boy's parents were only classified as missing, not dead. Because in the boy's house, they couldn't find anything, and there were no traces of blood. Oh, I heard there was a fruit knife and some broken pieces of a vase on the floor, but there was no blood on them."
The investigation yielded no results, and the case was ultimately ruled a mystery, concluded that the boy was playing a prank. Isn't that hilarious?
After listening, Chu Xiao seemed thoughtful and asked, "What's the boy's name?"
Yang Lianhai recalled carefully: "What was You Guang's name again? I forgot." He was so focused on the case and listening to the police officers describe the situation that day that he didn't remember the full name at all.
Chu Xiao's eyes darkened, and he instructed, "Transfer the case to our department. I'll go contact the child."
Yang Lianhai: "Yes, boss!"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
