He couldn't believe that since the revision of China's criminal law in 1979, legal education activities have been carried out for many years, but such evil still exists in rural areas!
"The arsonist from back then hasn't been apprehended yet?" Xing Haodong clenched his fist angrily and pounded it on his thigh. "What on earth is Bai Dingxian doing for a living?"
Jiang Mingxin smiled sarcastically, "Director Bai is so busy, he's probably forgotten about this arson case. Besides, he might not have been involved in the case back then, and someone else was interfering, so it simply went unresolved. You should remember when the old squad leader received that letter, right? Checking the dates, it should have been around the time when Sister Hong was driven to despair and disfigured herself."
Xing Haodong was furious, and veins popped out on his neck.
"So, the culprit who forced Zhou Suyun to disfigure herself and set fire to her mother was this Zhou Jing!"
Jiang Mingxin's face was solemn, "This matter must be investigated thoroughly."
Xing Haodong nodded seriously, "Don't worry, I will track it down myself. Okay, I'm going to take a shower and change clothes first."
Jiang Mingxin pinched the hem of his shirt with both hands. "What are you going to do? I don't have any men's clothes here. Can I still wear this shirt?"
As he spoke, he pulled it up and tugged at both ends.
Because I was in a hurry to help Xing Haodong put out the fire, the fire had several small holes in the T-shirt.
The small hole let light in, revealing a part of her slender waist, which was so thin that it seemed as if he could break it with just one hand.
Xing Haodong took a quick glance and quickly turned away, "It's okay, it's still wearable."
"Okay, I'll take it off and give it back to you later. Just sit down and let the ointment on your back dry."
Jiang Mingxin picked up her clothes and carried the kettle into the bathroom.
Shower rooms were not yet popular in those days, so she could only pour a mixture of boiling water and cold water on herself.
After taking off Xing Haodong's T-shirt and hanging it on the hanger, Jiang Mingxin turned around and saw the mirror, and couldn't help but be stunned.
Caressing the large exposed skin on her chest... Was this how she was held in Xing Haodong's arms just now?
Jiang Mingxin belatedly clicked his tongue, his cheeks flushing slightly.
However, the original owner had a thin figure. Even though she had gained some weight recently, her breasts were not as plump as peaches, but only slightly raised, which was not attractive or sexy at all.
The more she looked, the more dissatisfied she became, and she couldn't help but sigh.
Xing Haodong was training Wudi with instructions outside the door. He heard her sighing several times in succession, and her face was covered with layers of clouds.
He didn't dare to think about what would happen to Jiang Mingxin if he wasn't there tonight and she rushed into the fire.
Will he escape immediately if he can't find Sister Hong, or will he fall into a coma due to smoke inhalation?
Xing Haodong's jaw suddenly tensed up, and his little finger trembled involuntarily.
My heart hurts as if it were burned by an iron.
Arsonists must pay!
Soon, Jiang Mingxin finished taking a shower and walked out with her hair draped over her shoulders.
Because her hair was all wet, it was black and shiny, which made her face look like solidified fat, like a crystal orchid that had absorbed rainwater, with a soft and lustrous luster. Her pink lips looked like they had just kissed a strawberry, and there was a fresh strawberry scent coming from her body.
In order to keep cool, Jiang Mingxin only wore a pair of boxer shorts and a large white short-sleeved vest. The vest was a bit big and reached the top of her thighs, making it look like she was bare-legged and had nothing on underneath.
Xing Haodong took several steps back, turned around abruptly, lowered his head, and coughed twice to cover up.
Jiang Mingxin walked over curiously and handed him the T-shirt in his hand. "Here, put it on. But I was washing my hair just now and accidentally got some foam on it. Go back and rinse it off."
Xing Hao stood on the east side, took the T-shirt without looking up, stood there for a while, and then said goodbye and left.
Jiang Mingxin locked the door and only then realized that his behavior and reaction just now was a little abnormal. Didn't he kiss her boldly at the fire scene? Why did he back away in fear just now?
She immediately looked down at herself.
He chuckled and pulled his vest down.
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