"Xiaoyou, I'm a little cold."
A faint voice interrupted, disrupting the grief and depression in the hearts of the two criminal policemen.
You Mingxu put down his hand and saw Yin Feng standing aside. His face was indeed a little pale, but his eyes were still calm and composed. She took off her down jacket and Jingping had already walked aside.
Yin Feng looked at her but didn't answer.
You Mingxu frowned.
Yin Feng suddenly smiled and said, "It's suddenly not that cold anymore."
You Mingxu thought he was simply crazy. After using his down jacket to cover herself for a while, she felt warm. She threw the jacket into his arms and turned to look for Xu Mengshan.
Yin Feng smiled and put on his clothes. His hands were as cold as ice, and he calmly put them into the pockets of his down jacket.
It's warm inside, someone has covered it. He raised his brows slightly, and that inexplicably itchy feeling of comfort crept up from his chest again.
Because they had the exact location, more police support arrived soon after by taking a shortcut.
Police forces spread out along the lake, searching for evidence; the forensic doctor also arrived, and Guo Xing's body was carried onto a stretcher.
You Mingxu, Xu Mengshan and other colleagues discussed the next direction of information collection:
Search surveillance cameras and witnesses within a five-kilometer radius to confirm the names of people who entered and left the area between 2 p.m. and 6 p.m. that day;
Contact the Yunnan police to obtain more detailed information about Guo Xing, especially his enemies during his many years of gang life;
Investigate whether there were any unusual movements in Kaiyang Group that afternoon.
…
The fact that Guo Xing was an undercover agent was obviously a secret that Jing Ping had to reveal out of necessity. You Mingxu naturally did not mention it to anyone else, and even continued to keep it a secret from Xu Mengshan. However, she could only ask someone privately about Guo Xing's identity as a policeman.
After arranging the matters at hand, You Mingxu looked up and looked around. The forensic doctor was doing a simple examination of the body. Yin Feng squatted beside him, looking calm and focused. The same person as before, yet completely different. With the same seriousness and dedication, the man in front has clear eyes, while he is obscure and difficult to discern.
You Mingxu felt something pulling at his heart again, causing a sharp pain. Ignoring it, he turned around to look for Jingping.
It’s not easy to find. Jingping was hiding behind a huge rock, surrounded by weeds as tall as a person, and he was smoking.
You Mingxu pushed aside the bushes and walked over. Jing Ping glanced at her. Her eyes were no longer red, but the usual faint smile on her face was gone.
"Is everything arranged?" he asked.
"Yeah." She leaned against the stone side by side with him and also took out a cigarette. He seemed to take out his lighter very naturally and lit it for her. You Mingxu accepted it calmly, holding a cigarette, and puffing away in silence with him.
"A good relationship?" she asked.
Jing Ping rubbed his brow with the hand holding the cigarette and answered, "We used to have a very good relationship, we were brothers. Then we haven't seen each other for six years."
He said it lightly, but You Mingxu felt heavy in his heart.
She took out another cigarette and lit it, then placed it at their feet, letting it burn, and said, "My condolences."
Jing Ping just watched her movements quietly, watching her holding the cigarette with both hands, watching her being a little absent-minded. Suddenly, the suppressed pain in his heart came out unreasonably.
Old Guo, he said in his heart, do you know that if you die in this distant Xiangcheng, you will never be able to return to Yunnan. Almost no one knew. But now, there is a policewoman who has never seen what you looked like when you were alive, and she is offering you cigarettes sincerely.
What about me? When I die in the future, will anyone light a cigarette for me?
He took a deep breath and said, "Thank you." His voice was hoarse.
You Mingxu looked up at the sky and said, "I also lost a comrade-in-arms last month." He suppressed the tears in his eyes.
It turned out that only a month had passed, but time passed so quickly that it seemed as if she had lost her entire life.
Jing Ping's eyes were slightly red, and he said, "It seems that we are both wanderers in this world."
You Mingxu said, "Let's have a drink sometime, and ask Mengshan to join us."
Jing Ping said, "I'll be the host."
Yin Feng was standing outside the bushes, on the other side of the boulder. He couldn't hear clearly, but he could see the two people talking to each other with their heads down, and there were smiles on their faces. Yin Feng suddenly had a strange feeling - those two people were very similar, like each other.
They are attracted to each other.
——This thought flooded into his mind, and he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest. It’s uncomfortable. Very uncomfortable. The stinging sensation spread at a speed that caught him off guard, and it was so intense that it threatened to drown him.
He calmed himself down, raised his still cold hand and pressed it to his forehead. It took several seconds before I felt my emotions calm down a little. He walked aside and called Chen Feng: "Help me check someone."
——
The news of Guo Xing's murder was secretly passed back, and the top leaders were shocked. After the body was transported back to the bureau, the director and Ding Xiongwei both came to see it privately, took off their hats and observed a moment of silence, and mediated the aftermath. This is a story for later.
Sitting in the conference room were Jing Ping, You Mingxu, Xu Mengshan, and Yin Feng. With Ding Xiongwei's approval, Xu Mengshan also learned the inside story.
But with four people sitting together, the atmosphere seemed a little weird.
The weird part naturally comes from the one that is different.
The other three were all detectives with tough temperaments. They were all dressed simply, and their auras were different. He, on the other hand, was wearing a luxurious suit, with a thin golden Apple laptop in front of him, a diamond-studded Montblanc fountain pen at his side, and even a pair of blue-light blocking glasses on his nose. So You Mingxu finally understood where Chen Feng's temperament of a gentleman yet a villain came from.
However, the detectives present were all capable of handling the situation. Xu Mengshan spoke calmly, "Brother Jing, don't mind if I ask you something. Since Guo Xing is one of our men, what's the case involving him? I've read the files on the rape case, and the evidence is irrefutable. His fingerprints were left at the scene, and surveillance cameras captured him kicking and beating the victim."
You Mingxu was twirling a pen in his hand.
Yin Feng calmly looked up and waited for Jing Ping to explain.
Jing Ping's mood had long since recovered, and he looked a little casual again. He tapped his fingers on the table and answered, "It's fake. He reported the case to his superiors. At that time, another member of the criminal gang wanted to cause trouble for the victim. Guo Xing couldn't persuade him, so he pretended to kick the victim a few times, hoping to calm his companion down and avoid more serious harm. But that night, the companion still sneaked into the victim's house, raped and killed him. He also called Guo Xing to show off afterwards. Everyone was dead, so Guo Xing had to play along. When the police listed both of them as suspects, he admitted it. The more he acted like he was not tolerated by the police, the more they would trust him."
You Mingxu and Xu Mengshan both nodded. Jing Ping looked into You Mingxu's eyes and suddenly understood what she wanted to ask. His voice softened a little: "We all remember the real murderer. Once we complete the mission, we will arrest him immediately."
You Mingxu nodded.
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