At dawn, You Mingxu and his men had screened everyone around Xie Huifang. There are colleagues at work, neighbors, and also her friends, fellow villagers, and classmates in Xiangcheng.
In general, everyone has the same impression of Xie Huifang: strong-willed, hardworking, and family-oriented. I can’t say he’s very kind, but he’s definitely not a bad person. He’s just an ordinary person with a bit of a hot temper. Because of my personality, I have offended one or two colleagues at work, but they were just verbal disputes and not a big deal. Moreover, those two people had clear alibis at the time of the crime.
In addition, although her family is not wealthy, with her work and her husband's income from running a shop in another place, their financial conditions are still good. Otherwise, it would be impossible to raise two children and let my sister's son live with them for a long time. Xie Huifang does not have any financial disputes. She goes out early and comes back late every day, running between work and home, and there is no sign of any emotional disputes.
In other words, at present, it seems that no one on Xie Huifang's side has an obvious motive for revenge.
You Mingxu placed one hand on the windowsill of her office, looking at the hazy morning light outside. She lit a cigarette, smoked it quietly for a while, then turned and walked to the table. She took a pen and drew a heavy circle around the words "Husband: Zeng Qiang".
At this time, Fan Jia came over and said, "Sister You, there is a situation: Xie Huifang's nephew Li Biran did not return to school the night before the incident. Because he often skipped classes and did not change despite repeated warnings, the school did not take it seriously. Xu Mengshan went to pick him up last night and found that he was missing. Xu Mengshan brought a few people and searched all the Internet cafes and classmates' homes that Li Biran often went to, but he could not find him!"
You Mingxu frowned slightly, and he and Fan Jia looked at the photos of all the people involved in the case on the wall. No one paid much attention to this nephew before. He was a 15-year-old boy, tall and thin, with delicate features. He looked a little reserved and had a slight smile on his face. He was quite handsome.
Fan Jia said: "So now we are not sure whether Li Biran was at home when the crime happened! But it has been confirmed that the bloody footprint with a size 39 at the scene did not belong to him. In addition, we are not sure whether he was taken away by the murderer, or... was also killed. Captain Ding just issued a death order, and he must find this boy immediately!"
At the command, almost all criminal police put down their work and focused on searching for the missing teenager. Fan Jia even imagined a perverted drama in his mind, and said mysteriously to You Mingxu and Xu Mengshan: "You said that Xie Huifang didn't have any enemies, her family members were all dead, and only this good-looking boy was missing. Could it be that the murderer was targeting him..."
Who knows? You Xu and the other two remained silent. But there is no doubt that the string in every policeman's heart was tense. Because with every minute and every second that passes, the boy's life may be in danger.
The police first checked all surveillance cameras within Li Biran's daily activities, and even organized a large number of police forces to start a door-to-door search. But several hours passed and still nothing was found.
Nearing noon the day after the incident, You Mingxu had not slept for more than 30 hours and had driven or walked to many places. He only felt a throbbing pain in his temples and was a little exhausted. Ding Xiongwei probably knew that his men had attacked very hard, so he waved his hand and asked everyone to take turns to rest in batches, with each person resting for 2 hours!
Xu Mengshan, Fan Jia and others didn't even bother to eat, they just fell asleep in the police car. You Mingxu also had a severe headache. He turned off the engine of his car and was about to lean back when a pair of eyes flashed through his mind.
A pair of pitiful and expectant eyes. He said: Mingxu, you must come back to see me every day.
You Mingxu was stunned for a moment, smiled at himself, sat up straight, and started the car again.
Fortunately, it was not far from home, and only half an hour had passed when I drove downstairs. She had an hour and a half left. Too lazy to move, she texted Yin Feng: "I'm downstairs, I'll come down to take a look and then leave."
At this time, Yin Feng was at home, very bored and watching some "crime cases that he used to love to watch". Although he didn't want to admit it, if he was a little more like the person he used to be, maybe it would be of some use to You Mingxu.
Before I knew it, I was completely engrossed in watching it. His cell phone rang, he reached out to take a look, immediately dropped the book and ran downstairs.
He was wearing a casual T-shirt and shorts and a pair of flip-flops, and he ran towards the police car with a "clacking sound". Chen Feng was worried and followed behind him.
They both stood in silence.
Through the car window, You Mingxu's sleeping face looked very tired, and there was also a rare kind of weakness. His head was tilted in the chair, his mouth slightly open, and his chest gently rising and falling. Her long hair, which was usually washed clean, now stuck to her face in a tangled manner. But Yin Feng still thought it looked very beautiful.
He suddenly remembered the feeling of hugging her on the stairs last night. I didn't pay much attention to it at that time, but now when I was savoring her body, I suddenly felt something deep inside my body tremble.
Chen Feng sighed and said, "Grassroots criminal police like them have a hard time. It looks like they haven't eaten or slept well. How about I ask someone to prepare some food for her, and you can give it to her later?"
Yin Feng: "Not going yet?"
You Mingxu felt groggy, but he was always worried about something. At a certain moment, I woke up.
I opened my eyes and saw the bright sky outside the car window, and vaguely it was downstairs of my home. She thought about it for a moment and remembered why she was here.
I turned my head and was startled.
Yin Feng had been sitting in the passenger seat without knowing when, and no one knew what had happened to him today. His back was slightly hunched, as if he was in a daze. Seeing that she woke up, he smiled at her, and his smile was particularly sweet.
You Mingxu glanced at the intact car lock and couldn't remember whether he had locked the car before falling asleep, or whether this guy had unlocked it again. Anyway, this great writer seemed to be eccentric and not doing his job properly in the past. Not only did he drive himself to find serial killers, he was also a master of lock picking and carried cuffs that were particularly popular among criminals to tie up people's hands and feet.
Thinking of this, You Mingxu couldn't help but laugh. Just as I was about to speak to him, I felt my throat become dry and stuffy. She pushed the door open and got out without saying a word. There was a shop next to it, and there was a faucet at the corner of the shop door. She squatted down, washed her face, and rinsed her mouth. When she felt that the smell was gone, she turned around.
Yin Feng also got off the car and stood there looking at her. He thought she was like a cat, so clean. After just a short sleep, I have to rinse my mouth and wash my face. Are you afraid that he will smell the stench? Somehow, this guess made Yin Feng feel sweet in his heart.
When You Mingxu turned around, he saw the young man smiling happily in the midday sun. It seemed that every day, he was so carefree and happy - as long as she didn't abandon him.
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