The End of the Night (10)

The small town in the early morning was like a sleeping beast, shrouded in mist. Meng Siqi woke up from her sleep and looked out the gray window. She felt very strange. Where was this?

She looked at the alarm clock on the table again. There was a date displayed on it. At the moment, it showed: September 13, 1993.

She is finally back!

A tear rolled down her eye, and she finally came back.

Yes, I found the murderer.

Meng Siqi quickly raised his left arm, which had a red birthmark on it, as if someone had cut it with a knife countless times, but the skin had healed again.

But she couldn't see the meaning of the birthmark. She clearly remembered writing the murderer's name on it, but it was so blurry that she couldn't see it clearly.

So, even if she went back thirty years ago with the murderer's information, just like the previous four cycles, she lost that part of her memory.

She remembered that this was her fifth time going back to thirty years ago, which was correct, but she couldn't remember many things. She only remembered that she knew many people, one of whom was named Lu He, and a series of familiar names.

She tried to remember it all, hugged the quilt tightly, closed her eyes, and tried hard to recall it. She felt like her head was about to explode, but she still couldn't remember it. However, she still remembered part of it.

She had not forgotten everything.

Meng Siqi changed into an olive green police uniform shirt of type 8.9 and put on a beige windbreaker.

The person in the mirror didn't look like she had changed. No, she looked younger. She was so young, her skin was so soft that it looked like water could be squeezed out of it. This was her thirty years ago!

When she went downstairs, the first person she saw was a man in his twenties in the restaurant. He also looked up and saw her.

She remembered him. This man was called Meng Tingzhe. He was her brother in name and the adopted son of the Meng family.

Her memory slowly emerged: the explosion of the Sujiang Lighthouse, his fierce roar in front of the Meng family's ancestral home, his covetousness for the Meng family's property, and his attempt to frame her parents...

Meng Siqi remained calm and sat down slowly. Aunt Chang handed her the hot porridge and said in a gentle tone: "Siqi, the porridge is not hot yet, eat it quickly and go to work."

At that moment, she was particularly moved. Aunt Chang was still there and was still so kind. She smiled and said, "Thank you, Aunt Chang. I want to eat your cooking every day in the future."

Aunt Chang smiled so hard that she couldn't stop: "As long as Siqi likes it, I will cook it for you."

Meng Tingzhe slowly sat down next to her and said with a smile: "Sister, a big boss will come to inspect our mall tomorrow, come over and have dinner with us."

Inspection, or to accompany drinking? Meng Siqi smiled coldly: "Which big boss is it, Jiang Jianlong?"

Meng Tingzhe looked incredulous: "..."

Ye Xiuhui just walked into the living room. "I say, what's wrong with having a meal? Your brother thinks of you in everything. Look at your attitude."

Meng Siqi met her mother again. Maybe Ye Xiuhui was not so kind to her in the past, but she remembered that in Meng Hui's will, Ye Xiuhui finally admitted that she was the only daughter of the Meng family. Ye Xiuhui did not forget her true feelings in her heart.

"I thought you had grown up after graduation, but you're still like this." Ye Xiuhui started nagging.

Meng Tingzhe smiled and said, "Mom, please stop talking. My sister has grown up and has an important job now."

"What kind of job is that? She's just a trainee police officer. She's just serving tea and water in the office. Do you really think she can solve a case? I bet she can't even find a partner with her current situation. The salary is ridiculously low. Just quit and work as a receptionist in your brother's company!"

Meng Siqi smiled and said, "Mom, you have a bad temper. You should eat less supplements recently. Stop eating them all."

Meng Tingzhe frowned and said, "Sister, what are you talking about!"

Ye Xiuhui agreed: "Those supplements were given to me and your father by your brother out of kindness. You have a job, so how could you have bought anything worth a penny?"

Meng Siqi said calmly, "Our bureau has been investigating some illegal food and medicines recently. There is something wrong with your brand of supplements. Many trace elements exceed the standard. After a year, the serious consequences are terminal illness, and the minor consequences are paralysis."

Ye Xiuhui's throat gurgled, her face turned blue, and her body trembled slightly, as if her skin had begun to corrode.

Meng Siqi remembered what Meng Hui said in his will. He said that his health was not as good as before, and he also said that Ye Xiuhui was seriously ill. During that time, Ye Xiuhui might have gone to the hospital for a checkup, and it was very likely that she was seriously ill or terminally ill. Before Ye Xiuhui got the terminal illness, she seemed to have realized her feelings for her daughter, so she agreed to inherit all the inheritance to her daughter.

In fact, Meng Hui and Ye Xiuhui were in good health at that time. Why did their health deteriorate sharply after one year? There was probably only one reason, that is, they had been taking the supplements provided by Meng Tingzhe. Meng Tingzhe had the habit of "respecting" the two elders with nutritional supplements. These supplements were probably tampered with by him, and then he caused slow suicide on Meng Hui and his wife, with the purpose of seizing the Meng family's property early.

He did this simply because he felt that the longer the time dragged on, the more disadvantageous it would be for him. Of course, Meng Tingzhe did not expect that Meng Hui would leave a will to inherit all his property to his daughter when he was in poor health, so he had to take the risk and commit the crime at the Sujiang Lighthouse.

At this moment, Meng Tingzhe would never have thought that she had discovered his secret plan. His face instantly turned pale and he glared, "Sister, are you saying that I framed my parents?"

In fact, given Meng Tingzhe's cautious personality, she may not be able to find evidence against him. Even if the trace elements in those supplements are found to exceed the standard, they are not lethal at all, so no criminal measures can be taken against him. The reason she brought this up is to warn him not to get carried away and to protect her parents' health.

Ye Xiuhui suddenly became weak: "Daughter, are you telling the truth?"

In Meng Siqi's impression, Ye Xiuhui was a person who was very afraid of "death". She didn't dare to hear about corpses or read bloody news. In fact, she had a kind heart. She certainly didn't expect that in the end she would be pushed into the river and drowned by Meng Tingzhe while swimming upstream.

Meng Siqi said confidently: "Mom, if you don't believe me, please bring those supplements back to the bureau for testing."

"Sister," Meng Tingzhe interrupted her immediately, "this is unnecessary. If this little thing gets reported to the police, our Meng family will be embarrassed. Let me take back the supplements from parents as soon as possible. After all, some unscrupulous merchants may violate their conscience and do illegal things. Mom, don't worry, no matter if there is a problem or not, we must be cautious. I will never give you anything bad to eat."

Ye Xiuhui nodded repeatedly, "I'm relieved, I'm relieved."

Meng Tingzhe smiled and said to Meng Siqi, "Sister, you care so much about our parents' health. I want to praise you. Our mother always says you are a bumpkin. I plan to buy you some clothes and dress you up so that you don't embarrass the Meng family outside."

Meng Siqi smiled coldly, she knew there was no rush now. Meng Tingzhe, you know, I came back this time for you. She must bring him to justice again!

She turned gentle again and took Ye Xiuhui's cold hand. "Mom, you always say I'm a country bumpkin, but don't you remember that I was born by you? I was lost in the hospital on the day I was born, but I kept calling you mom in my dreams for more than ten years. Mom, do you still remember? You carried me for ten months and gave birth to me with great difficulty. Remember the day your daughter was stolen? How pitiful she was..."

Ye Xiuhui looked at her and suddenly shuddered.

The light in her eyes seemed to be soaked by something. How could she not remember? The feeling of heartache suddenly surged in her heart. She didn't know why she suddenly realized that the girl in front of her was her biological daughter, the daughter she had missed time and time again. But she still didn't want to believe it.

Meng Siqi smiled and said, "Mom, Aunt Chang, I'm going to work first."

Ye Xiuhui suddenly raised her hand and tremblingly picked up a boiled egg, "Daughter, take it with you and eat it on the way."

At that moment, Meng Tingzhe's iron-blue cheeks twitched suddenly. He seemed not to know what had happened, as if he did not understand why his sister had suddenly undergone such a huge change.

Meng Siqi took the bus and returned to the bureau. She saw the familiar building again. This has always been her home. Just as Chen Jierong said, life is a journey of longing for home. She is back.

She walked past the oath wall that read "I am a Chinese People's Policeman" and headed towards the second team's office step by step. She saw familiar faces again.

The master was still alive and very healthy, cleaning the table. He still had a face full of hatred and resentment, but Meng Siqi felt he was very friendly. Tang Xiaochuan had just arrived at the office. He was no longer hunched over, and had returned to his sturdy youth.

Zhao Leiting sat in the chair and looked up at her. There were no wrinkles on his face and no white hair on his head. It was a sunny and handsome face.

However, he didn't show much expression when he saw her.

Because at that time, their relationship was not that familiar, but she remembered that when she jumped into the river, Zhao Leiting knelt on the ground and cried loudly. In fact, her heart was very painful, but when she saw him young again, her eyes were full of sparkling.

Soon, Han Changlin strode into the office, as if he had thrown away his old walking stick in an instant, and said in a loud voice: "There is a case, go to the scene immediately!"

The second team was assembled. Meng Siqi stood up from his seat. Zhao Leiting shouted, "Team Han, what case?"

"We talked in the car."

Everyone packed up their gear. Meng Siqi was no exception. She picked up her police ID, handcuffs, and notebook. She knew the Korean team would definitely ask her to go to the scene.

"Well, Xiao Meng, let's appear together today!" Han Changlin said suddenly.

"Okay, Korean team."

Including Meng Siqi, there were just five people sitting in the police car. The Korean team quickly introduced the case and then said to the back row: "Old Feng, Xiao Meng will be in your care now. Is that ok?"

Feng Shaomin did not respond. Meng Siqi smiled and said, "Master, I will definitely be your best disciple!"

They arrived at the scene soon. Meng Siqi did not feel carsick. She followed the group back to a high school.

Meng Siqi was somewhat familiar with this place, but she didn't remember what case had happened there. She only remembered that it was the first case she handled, but she no longer remembered any details.

She began to understand that even if she went back thirty years, the fifth time, she remembered many things she shouldn't know, but what was supposed to happen in this world would still happen. For example, she couldn't stop the case in front of her in advance. She could only investigate and recover the losses as much as possible. So this was the reason why she had to go back five times and experience it again and again.

She has been through it four times, so she should have a lot of criminal experience, but she just needs to recall it slowly.

When I walked into the crime scene on the second floor, I heard a familiar voice before entering the house. It was Chen Jierong's voice.

"The deceased is a woman in her thirties with mild corneal chaos. Based on the formation of body spots, the time of death was around 10 o'clock last night."

"The deceased's eyeballs were covered with blood clots, his nail beds were cyanotic, and his neck had deep cord grooves. There were no obvious scars on other parts of his body. It was initially inferred that he died of mechanical asphyxiation caused by strangulation..."

Han Changlin asked: "Is this the first scene?"

“It is currently confirmed.”

Han Changlin asked again: "Who called the police?"

"The school security guard was on patrol in the morning. He found the deceased and immediately called the police. The deceased was a teacher here, named Zhou Jie Li."

Meng Siqi saw Chen Jierong's young appearance again. Although she was still beautiful when she was old, she was extremely charming when she was young.

But they were not familiar with each other at that time, so she did not take the initiative to say hello. However, Chen Jierong glanced at her slowly, with a youthful and gentle light in her eyes.

This time she did not have any abnormal reaction to the corpse. She stood next to the corpse very calmly. She still remembered the first words Feng Shaomin said to her.

Sure enough, he turned his head and said, "Xiao Meng! Go out first and don't get in the way."

"Okay, Master." Meng Siqi agreed readily.

Just as she was about to leave the scene, a long-lost scene finally appeared.

This time, unlike the previous fragmented images, the images were complete. She saw the process of Mu Zhiquan drugging and raping Zhou Jie Li. She also saw the process of Zhao Guanghui sneaking into the room and strangling Zhou Jie Li to death. All the details were as clear as described in the file.

Meng Siqi walked into the corridor, looking at the fog in the distant city. She was waiting, waiting to bring them to justice, but she also needed to be cautious. She would never tell the Han team and her master who the murderer was without any evidence or reasoning.

Zhao Lei Ting came out at some point, his smile still a little shy: "Siqi, are you here?"

She turned around. She knew that they were still unfamiliar with each other at this time, but she saw that he was different. She couldn't help but raise her palm, patted his arm, and said with a smile: "Zhao Leiting, let's work on cases together in the future, okay?"

Zhao Leiting seemed flattered. He looked at his arm, then at her, and nodded with a smile, "Okay, let's work on the case together."

At night, they had a thorough discussion in front of the crime board about who the murderer was. Finally, Han Changlin made the final decision with one hammer, and the murderer was most likely Zhao Guanghui.

Meng Siqi raised his hand to remind them. Han Changlin asked, "Xiao Meng, do you have something to say?"

"Could there be two murderers?"

"Two people?" Everyone was slightly stunned.

Soon with the help of Meng Siqi, the search operation was over. Mu Zhiquan confessed to the crime of stealing Zhou Jie Li's earrings with solid evidence.

But Zhao Guanghui did not leave any evidence.

That morning, Han Changlin arrived at the office early. He suddenly saw a striking check mark on one of the photos on the crime board with a red ballpoint pen. The red check mark was the red mark on Zhou Jie Li's neck.

He didn't understand why someone would draw a red tick here, and he guessed that it must be Feng Shaomin who was reminding him. Feng Shaomin was the second to return to the office, and he immediately waved and said, "Old Feng, come here quickly, did you draw this?"

Feng Shaomin stepped forward and asked doubtfully, "I don't have one."

"Who drew this symbol?" Han Changlin asked puzzledly, "What does it mean?"

"Could it be that he's trying to tell us that this is related to the murderer?" Feng Shaomin guessed.

"Are you saying that the murderer is someone else?"

Feng Shaomin suddenly remembered Meng Siqi's words, "Could there be two murderers?"

"How strange, how could she know that?" he said to himself.

"Old Feng, could it be that your disciple is a criminal investigation genius?" Han Changlin was somewhat surprised.

Feng Shaomin was stunned for a while. He only had one apprentice, Xiang Jie, and it was impossible for him to like any other apprentice. But for some reason, he seemed to feel that Meng Siqi was different.

His lips trembled: "She might really be a genius!"