The Evil White Nightmare (2)

Zhao Lei Ting dragged her to the cafeteria at noon. She had no appetite at all, but she knew Zhao Lei Ting had something to tell her.

Zhao Lei Ting seemed to coax her: "Finish your meal first and I'll tell you."

Meng Siqi really believed his "lie" and ate the meal, and he ate it very cleanly, as if he was holding back his breath.

After leaving the cafeteria, Zhao Leiting took her to a quiet corridor. He said, "Actually, I just lied to you that I had finished my meal. I have only been in the police station for three or four years. I didn't know Xiang Jie was Brother Feng's apprentice. No one told me. Of course, I didn't know that Xiang Jie had pursued Forensic Doctor Chen."

At that moment, Meng Siqi felt as if she was "cheated". She sneered and said, "So, you have always been very powerful, haven't you? Aren't you a Dongchang Zhuge? What kind of Dongchang are you? What kind of Zhuge are you?"

Zhao Lei Ting stood there in a daze, as if frightened by her attitude.

When Meng Siqi finished saying this, she suddenly realized that she was blaming him, blaming him for not telling her all this earlier, why not letting her know about the sad past of Master and Sister Rong earlier.

If she had known this earlier, she wouldn't have been so foolish to think that her master was mean to her, nor would she have been so foolish to think that Sister Rong brought her and Lu He together because she and Lu He needed to find a way out of being single.

She was wrong. It was the master who had been protecting her. He was afraid that something might happen to her, so protecting her was more important to him than his own life.

She also understood Chen Jierong's thoughts. Chen Jierong was afraid that she would be like her and only know how to cherish something when she loses it.

"I'm sorry, Siqi," Zhao Lei Ting was unable to explain himself in the face of her sadness, "I, I really didn't know. I just found out. I swear to you..."

Meng Siqi tried her best to suppress the uneasiness in her heart. She knew that Zhao Leiting was just as sad as she was. She adjusted her breathing and her tone became a little calmer: "I should be the one to say sorry, Zhao Leiting, thank you, I should be the one to say sorry."

Zhao Leiting bit his lower lip, his eyes filled with sorrow. "To be honest, I knew Xiang Jie had died a long time ago. When I first arrived at the police station, I knew the name Xiang Jie, but I didn't expect him to be Brother Feng's apprentice, let alone that he had pursued forensic doctor Chen. Maybe no one wants to mention this. Even if I am well-informed, I can't know the story in other people's hearts."

Yes, Xiang Jie died, but the murderer has not been found yet. It is not only a pain for Feng Shaomin and Chen Jierong, but also a pain for everyone in the police station. Who would want to expose such a sad thing?

Meng Siqi forced out a pale smile, but his tone was very firm: "Zhao Leiting, thank you for telling me this. Lu He is following up on the White Helmet case now. If he knows about this, he will definitely find the murderer. He is so powerful, he will definitely find it."

"Yes, Lu He will definitely do it. In our police station, Lu He is the best at solving cases. Of course, there is also you. You are also very powerful. I am looking forward to you and Lu He joining forces to catch the White Helmet together."

Meng Siqi pursed her lips tightly and said nothing. She knew what kind of pressure the police were facing now. If it were in the past, she would have wanted to run to Han Changlin and tell him that she wanted to help Lu He with the case.

But now she will not be so willful anymore. She knows that at this moment, she cannot bring any pressure to the Korean team, her master, and the police station. She must listen to her master, follow Director Liu's arrangements, and obey the organization's orders. She must fight wherever she is told and be determined to catch the real culprit.

"Let's go back. Brother Feng's meal is getting cold." Zhao Leiting shook the lunch box in his hand. At noon, Feng Shaomin said that he had something else to do and asked them to go eat first. Meng Siqi knew that Feng Shaomin didn't want to eat, but now he was under a lot of work pressure and had to eat, so she asked Zhao Leiting to take some food back.

But when they got to the office, they found that Feng Shaomin was not there. Only Tang Xiaochuan was there. When he saw the two of them coming back with lunch boxes in their hands, he smiled and said, "You are still nice to me. You know I am hungry."

Meng Siqi immediately said, "Old Tang, hurry up and eat it while it's hot."

Zhao Leiting handed the lunch box to Tang Xiaochuan, "Old Tang, where is Brother Feng?"

"Alas, the Korean team ate a few biscuits and started the next round. Brother Feng said he had already eaten, so he took my place. Wasn't I just about to get something to eat? You guys are better." Tang Xiaochuan sat down, opened his lunch box, took out his chopsticks, and started eating.

It turned out that Feng Shaomin had gone to participate in the interrogation without eating a single bite. Meng Siqi felt particularly uncomfortable and hurriedly said, "Zhao Leiting, let's go to the interrogation as soon as possible."

"Okay." Zhao Lei Ting agreed immediately.

The two of them rushed to the interrogation room to help. Because there were so many detainees, the conference room lounge was temporarily converted into an interrogation room.

A large part of the large group of people yesterday were club customers. Their statements have been recorded and they have been detained. Zhao Leiting told her that these people were fully guilty of group fornication, but whether it constituted rape still needed further investigation by the procuratorate. Of course, there were also various criminal facts such as gambling and drug use in the club.

However, some of them are legitimate customers, and some floors of the club are legitimate. This is why the Seattle club has evaded legal sanctions for so many years. They are extremely disguised and have formed a secret criminal group that cannot be detected by ordinary anti-prostitution and drug activities.

The Ruan Mengying incident or the disappearance of the female workers in the textile factory was undoubtedly the detonation point of the Seattle club. After the explosion, all the dirty activities of the Seattle club naturally came into the police's sight.

As soon as they reached the door of the interrogation room, Luo Xiaoguo saw them and quickly greeted them, "Hey, Xiao Meng, you guys are finally here. Team Lu gave me a difficult task, but the suspect hasn't spoken yet."

Zhao Leiting asked hurriedly: "What is the mission, Lao Luo?"

"Didn't your basement have guns? Where did these guns come from? We found several suspects, but no one confessed. They all said they didn't know and insisted that Jia Longhui distributed them. Now Jia Longhui is dead. You can tell me how difficult this matter is. Xiao Meng, you have a strong sense of interrogation. These young guys are relying on you."

In fact, Meng Siqi was not sure at all, and she didn't know anything about guns. Before she could respond, Luo Xiaoguo seemed to see her worry and said hurriedly: "Old Lu, Lu Yougang, will interrogate with you. He knows a lot about guns."

Meng Siqi had previously learned from Zhao Leiting who Lu Yougang was. He was the colleague in the technical department who proposed the Xiang Jie case with Feng Shaomin. She felt that with Lu Yougang's help, they should be able to make some progress, so she immediately agreed.

Luo Xiaoguo smiled and said, "Xiao Meng, if you are found out, I, Luo Ge, will treat you to breakfast for a month."

"No need for breakfast." Zhao Lei Ting sneered, "I've already paid for everything, so you should just treat me to a nice meal."

"No problem, no problem. I can satisfy whatever Xiao Meng wants to eat."

Meng Siqi smiled slightly: "Deputy Luo, let's take a look first, I don't know if it will work."

"You can do it. Brother Luo has confidence in you."

*

"Shaomin, I'm sorry to bother you for a moment. I called you here because I want to have a heart-to-heart talk with you."

At this time, in the director's office, Feng Shaomin sat across from the director's desk, with a look of deep hatred on his face and no light in his eyes. He looked at Director Liu's solemn face and said, "Director Liu, I was just about to ask you for a favor, to handle Xiang Jie's case."

Liu Maoping was silent for a moment before he said, "I know Xiang Jie's sacrifice was a big blow to you... Over the years, every time I went to the cemetery, I saw you. I deliberately waited in the car because I was worried that you would think too much."

He sighed, "You took the initiative to ask to resign as captain, and I agreed to it. But I still say that this is not your fault alone. I am also wrong, and I, Liu Maoping, am also wrong. But I can't resign as director just because of Xiang Jie's sacrifice. How can we find out the truth about Xiang Jie's death?"

Feng Shaomin's eyes became red again. He said nothing with his eyelids drooped.

Liu Maoping suddenly changed his calm tone and said decisively: "I will hand over the Xiang Jie case to Lu He. Right now, your second team is not suitable to handle the Xiang Jie case. Lu He is the most suitable person."

Feng Shaomin's eyelids slowly opened, tears welling up in his eye sockets, but the light in his eyes was extremely firm. He clenched his teeth and said, "Director Liu, I must find out the truth about Xiang Jie. I want to catch the murderer myself, otherwise I will be sorry for his parents and Chen Jierong!"

Liu Maoping's tone was calm again: "Do you know why Lu He stayed two years ago when the provincial department repeatedly asked him to transfer? One of the reasons was because of Xiang Jie. I think everyone in the police station wants to know the truth. Xiang Jie is a police officer in your second team, and Lu He is the captain of the first criminal police team. This does not prevent you from being colleagues in the police station. Lu He is in the same complicated mood as you now, but I believe that with his ability and calmness, he is the most suitable candidate. In fact, every time I assign a task in the bureau, I have never discussed it with others. This is also the only time I ask for your opinion."

Feng Shaomin really wanted to find the truth himself, especially now that he had the information about the White Helmets, he wanted to search the whole city immediately. He also knew that his emotions were mixed with too many personal emotions, and he was really not suitable, and the second team was really not suitable to follow Xiang Jie's case. Feng Shaomin has always been calm, but this time he was not willing: "Director Liu, I can withdraw, and I also believe in Lu He, I will follow your arrangements..."

"Okay, Shaomin, don't have any thoughts about Jierong. I will find time to talk to her."

"Thank you, Director Liu." Feng Shaomin stood up. This time he did not salute. Instead, he bowed deeply, turned around and walked out of the director's office.

In fact, Feng Shaomin has been living in guilt for more than five years. He would visit Xiang Jie's parents on every holiday. Although they had never blamed him, he had never dared to look directly at the longing and sadness for their son in their eyes. Therefore, every time he would hurriedly put down the gifts, say that there was an emergency at the police station, and turn around and leave.

Feng Shaomin walked in the quiet corridor, his eyes passing over the commendation display window in the bureau. Every year after the bureau held a celebration party, photos of colleagues who were commended would be posted in the commendation column, so this corridor was full of photos. From 1986 to 1988, Xiang Jie's photo was also among them, but he personally did not win the third-class merit. He took photos with others, and one of them was a group photo of the second team at that time.

In 1987, Feng Shaomin became the captain for the first time because the captain of the second team, Hu Jianxin, who was also his master, took the initiative to resign and work in the archives. That year, he was ambitious and wanted to achieve success in his career.

Therefore, he was like a chicken with blood, working day and night. Han Changlin, who was selected from the police station to the second team, was promoted to deputy team leader because of his outstanding performance. At that time, Han Changlin also advised him, "Captain Feng, the case is a bit urgent, and everyone wants to go out for a meal."

"Changlin, don't think about eating now, we can't lose the tradition of our second team. We must always strive for the first place."

It is about always striving for the first place rather than bravely striving for the first place. Feng Shaomin believes that the glorious Second Team left by Hu Jianxin must always surpass the First Team and become the best Second Criminal Police Team.

Facts have proved that his idea was wrong. He felt that Han Changlin knew how to lead the team better than he did, and that having dinner together from time to time to combine work and rest was actually more effective than working around the clock.

At the end of 1987, the second team won the group honor award. It was the first honor Feng Shaomin received as team captain. He cherished it very much and was determined to continue working hard to win another one the following year. That year, a group photo of the entire second team was left in the commendation display window.

In October 1988, a drug trafficking gang was reported. Feng Shaomin led a team in an emergency operation. When they rushed into the drug trafficking site, a man wearing a white hood with only his two eyes exposed jumped out of the window and escaped.

Xiang Jie was the first to chase out. Feng Shaomin asked Han Changlin to guard the scene, and he also chased out.

The two men chased him relentlessly, but the man in the white hood ran away very quickly. Feng Shaomin determined that he was a young man in his twenties who had received professional training.

While chasing, the man in the white mask suddenly rushed into a dark alley. Feng Shaomin decisively ordered: "Xiang Jie, don't lose him! I'll take a shortcut."

"Okay! Master!"

Feng Shaomin had full confidence, as he was very familiar with the area. The alley that the man in the white mask ran into was curved due to the shape of the houses, and he knew there was a straight road next to it. As long as he and Xiang Jie attacked from the front and back, they would be able to capture the criminal.

He rushed into the path, and as he ran, he suddenly found that the path was blocked by a wall. He never thought that someone would build a wall with bricks.

If he climbed over here, it might be too late, but there was no way, he could not go back, he climbed up suddenly, preparing to climb over the brick wall.

However, at this moment, a loud gunshot was heard from the sky, and at that moment, Feng Shaomin fell off the wall. He was afraid that something might happen, but he was more convinced that the gunshot was from Xiang Jie.

He climbed over the brick wall again and flipped over. However, during the following run, he had already tried his best in his heart. In his eagerness to achieve success, he never thought about the criminals having guns, nor did he consider Xiang Jie's safety. He was only thinking about catching the criminals. In fact, he should be the one who rushed up and received the bullets.

He ran to the end of the alley and found the street quiet. He walked around into the long alley, which was also quiet. He went from jogging to walking, until his steps became heavy, and he finally saw Xiang Jie.

He was lying on the ground with blood all around his head.

Feng Shaomin actually stood there in a daze for several seconds, at a loss for what to do, until Xiang Jie's fingers moved.

"Xiang Jie... Xiang Jie..." He rushed over and lay beside him, calling him hysterically.

Xiang Jie struggled to get out a few words with his last breath: "Master...Father, I'm sorry..."

"Master, you are not allowed to say sorry. You are the best policeman and my best disciple. I will send you to the hospital now, I will send you to the hospital..." Feng Shaomin picked him up and ran desperately towards the police car.

"You must hold on... Master hasn't seen you get married yet? Don't you like Chen Jierong? It's all Master's fault. He only wants you to work. I will go and act as a matchmaker for you when I get back... I want to attend your wedding and see you get married and have children..."

Suddenly, he found that Xiang Jie's arm hung heavily.

"Xiang Jie, Xiang Jie..." Feng Shaomin's heart-wrenching cry echoed in the long night sky.

The long night sky seems to have no dawn...

Feng Shaomin didn't know how he spent that time. A week later, he resigned from his position as captain and asked Director Liu to transfer him to a local police station. He was too ashamed to see people and just wanted to spend the rest of his life as a clerk in a place where no one knew him.

It was Director Liu who retained him and allowed him to continue working in the second team. He would personally supervise the case of Xiang Jie. Feng Shaomin finally chose to stay because of Xiang Jie. If he left, he would be even more sorry for Xiang Jie. However, five years later, clues began to emerge in the Xiang Jie case.

Feng Shaomin's eyes were red and turbid tears slid down his firm but wrinkled cheeks.

His rough fingers lightly stroked the handsome and upright face in the photo of Xiang Jie. That was his most proud apprentice, smart, brave and fearless of danger.

Feng Shaomin took heavy steps forward, and his steps stopped at the window frame of the 1993 commendation display, where there was a photo of Meng Siqi when she received the award. Her smile was particularly beautiful.

Feng Shaomin suddenly burst into laughter. If it weren't for Meng Siqi, perhaps his life would have been absurd. She was like a precious gift from God to him, opening a bright window for his broken and dead heart.