Chapter 5, Statute of Limitations

Bai Teng calmed her mind and once again reviewed the materials at hand, only then did she notice the description of her condition in the report

Bo Teng was somewhat puzzled by Xu Ling Shuang's reaction; it was as if he had never seen her so indifferent before

Tao Lanlan bears a striking resemblance to the last woman murdered twenty-two years ago—Jia Jingfang. Bu Moze took over the conversation, his tone calm, yet there was a chill in his words.

Mr. Wu, are you familiar with Tao Lanlan

Forty minutes later, the four of them arrived at their destination. The place they reached was a resettlement community, where essentially all the relocated households lived.

"Lack of honesty can truly be deadly." Bu Moze scoffed, then glanced at Qiu Meng sitting in the inner room, placing a hand on his forehead as he muttered to himself, "I am indeed quite honest; I wonder if that person inside understands."

Bo Teng put down the photo of Tao Lanlan's suicide scene and stood up to say to them: "Twenty-two years ago, the six-toed one escaped the investigation, but now there is no way to escape anymore." After that, he only looked at Qiu Meng and said, "Although your inference seems like a moment of brilliant reasoning, it does not prevent us from turning it into a fact. Let's go check that car at Song Ying's family again."

Bo Teng walked ahead, seemingly focused and undistracted, yet he listened to their conversation clearly. He thought to himself, unlike the stubborn pair of Chen Zisang and Gu Sen, this couple's relationship was much more straightforward.

"Qiu Meng, sit on my lap," Bu Moze said abruptly, unable to contain himself, "I am about to overheat."

Now, it is not like before when people would frequently visit each other. At that time, there were many migrant workers living in the area where we resided, all busy with their jobs, and we often did not see each other. However, I lived right across from Tao Lanlan, who is a very nice girl. Occasionally, she would give my daughter a ride to school on her electric bike when their paths crossed.

Having received consent, Qiumeng and Bumoze eagerly stepped forward to open the file bag

Bu Mozhe leaned against his phone and listened for a while, then abruptly hung up. This action startled Bo Teng, who almost grabbed him by the collar and swore.

Bo Teng was driving his own car, the journey was smooth, yet his mind was constantly occupied with thoughts of Xu Ling Shuang. Her recent attitude was indeed worrisome.

"Look, she went to the hospital on July 8, 2014." At this moment, Qiumeng set aside the old case, approached them, and after glancing at those few photos, suddenly widened her eyes and exclaimed, "It was the day of the accident!"

There is hardly anyone, which means she is actually uncertain whether there are others or not

Bu Moze glanced at the gaze that Qiu Meng directed at him, raised an eyebrow, and smiled as he said: "You can't be referring to the person speaking when you say 'about to die', can you?"

Xu Lingshuang paused upon hearing these words, looking at Bo Teng, who was still seated on the sofa, with a puzzled expression. Noticing his slight shake of the head, she withdrew her hand.

"Officer, what has happened?" A bold middle-aged man approached Bu Moze with his hands behind his back.

"What about the car accident?" Qiumeng asked.

Hmm. He Chunhua nodded without hesitation, saying, "I get up at six in the morning to take out the trash. At that time, there aren't many people around"

However, what is even more unsettling is the presence of Bu Moze, who is squeezed in the middle

Bo Teng carefully examined each photograph. When she died, Tao Lanlan was wearing pajamas and was not wearing any shoes. Her footprints were also found on the balcony. The clothes she was supposed to wear during the day were neatly folded and placed on the chair beside the bed

No need to trouble yourself. Gong Xiangpeng stopped her and said directly, You can just tell us about the specific situation that day

A strange silence suddenly fell over the office, with everyone remaining silent as if quietly waiting for something

Xu Lingshuang leaned both hands on the table, reviewing cases from several years ago with Qiu Meng and Bu Moze. Twenty-two years ago, two shocking cases of rape and murder occurred here, causing a sensation at the time. The police investigated day and night, yet made no progress whatsoever

"Who did you hear that from?" Gong Xiangpeng held the pen firmly, his gaze sharp, and his seriousness was beyond measure

"Ling Shuang." Bo Teng called out to her

Bu Mozhe attributed Qiumeng's sudden fear to the chilling photograph, or at least that was his outward opinion. He still felt a lingering dread from the last incident when Qiumeng lost control and severely injured someone, yet the current feeling was strikingly similar to that previous experience

It is also acceptable if the anomaly was not discovered the day before. Qiufeng seized this pause and quickly pressed the advantage.

According to the words of Tao Lanlan's parents, it is very likely that the hypothesis put forward by Qiumeng is true

Mr. Wu, who lives across from her, heard the sound of her falling from the building, but mistakenly thought it was someone throwing out garbage said Bu Moze as he looked up from the file and glanced at Bo Teng

With a nonchalant expression, he casually said "I like it," which was simply baffling. Qiumeng was convinced that Bumoze was joking to illustrate a point. However, this joke seemed a bit too casual.

When the body was discovered... I can't quite remember what clothes she was wearing, but it seems she wasn't wearing any shoes, just barefoot. The police who arrived at the scene said she jumped from the fifth floor. No suicide note was found, and later her parents came to take her home, refusing to allow an autopsy, and then they proceeded to cremate her.

However, rather than calling it a prank, it is more accurate to say that he expressed his true feelings

The heart beats incessantly, and the bloody images surging in her mind feel like a curse, with each deceased person staring at her with hollow eyes, surrounding her with voices from hell

Bu Mozhe stood in place, gazing at Qiu Meng's graceful silhouette, with his hands on his hips. For the first time since his birth, he hated his father for being so good at making money

The photo from the file was held in Bu Moze's hand. Seeing his brows furrowed and his expression serious, Qiumeng also leaned over to get a clearer look.

In the blink of an eye, over twenty years have passed. The police officer responsible for investigating this case back then has now become an old officer in his fifties, named He Lintao, who has since retired to a secondary position. Throughout his years in public security, he has not had a single day free from the torment of this case, as he can recall every day the sorrowful expressions of the victim's family and their repeated inquiries about whether the murderer has been caught

Neither Bo Teng nor the others spoke, but in their hearts, they equated Song Yingquan with the murderer. After all, there were too many coincidences, making it difficult not to harbor suspicions

After getting on the vehicle, several individuals eagerly shared the information they had obtained. Qiumeng was the first to speak, and Bumoze, who got on the vehicle right behind her, was still holding her hand.

Qiu Meng leaned back and asked, "Is the location of the fall consistent with the place where the paper money was burned?"

"Don't come any closer." Qiumeng raised her hand to block him and retorted, "If I sit on your lap, you'll still be just as hot."

"Is this the case?" Bo Teng pointed to a small blue and white notebook on the table with a photo and asked

Without saying a word, Bo Teng informed Bu Moze of the number. He was anxious now, and it was likely that even this student could see it. In that case, there was no need for pretense

Does she have a boyfriend

He Chunhua thought for a moment and shook her head. However, after lowering her head for a brief moment, she raised her gaze to look at Gong Xiangpeng, her lips murmuring a few times before returning to calmness

... ...

He Chunhua waved his hand and said, "I am not speaking ill of this girl; I just think Tao Lanlan is quite a good person. When I hear about such things, I always find it hard to believe. But you know, one can know a person’s face but not their heart. As you know, there is always a reason for things to come to light..."

I know. " The man replied decisively.

To be honest, the rumors have already spread, and it must have had an impact on her. She certainly knows about it, but she has never mentioned it to us, and I cannot guarantee anything. During that time when the news was spreading widely, she didn't even greet me when she saw me

Without saying a word, Bu Mozhe helped her to sit down on the sofa. Although he felt confused and uneasy inside, he did not dare to show it excessively

The sound that reached her ears interrupted her thoughts; she turned to look at Bu Mozhe, only to find herself unexpectedly falling into his deep gaze

Qiu Meng suddenly crouched down on the ground, covering her head, trembling all over

After listening to Mr. Wu's words, Bu Moze and Bo Teng exchanged a glance, their minds still unable to piece together specific clues. In any case, according to what they said, Tao Lanlan's choice to commit suicide was not a possible accident, and the emergence of this accident stemmed from the disaster brought about by various "statements" following the car accident

"This will not be repeated." Bu Mozhe did not linger on the matter, obediently sitting still and continuing to play mobile games.

At this point, Bo Teng bowed slightly and walked outside. He dialed Xu Ling Shuang's number, but it did not connect.

When you called, they naturally cried even harder. Bu Moze said淡淡地, "Those who committed suicide, as a result, the police came knocking on the door again, and the parents must be feeling terrible about it.

This is precisely what makes me angry

It should be the 22nd. After Gong Xiangpeng got off the car, he merely mentioned a number and walked in the direction he had set for himself

Ling Shuang, come and take a look at this

At this moment, Bu Mozela grasped Qiu Meng's wrist and said without any concealment: "This official tone suggests that you are still angry."

"Where do you feel uncomfortable?" Xu Lingshuang sensed Qiu Meng's unusual behavior and inquired with concern, stepping forward to assist her.

"Even if she does not commit suicide, she can only live for at most six months to a year." Xu Ling said these words with an expressionless face.

Then what about murder

Xu Lingshuang was unclear about this detail, only stating: "The items on the inventory list have all been verified by her parents, and there are no issues."

As if two different people, resembling two dreams, with no connection, yet the dreamer is the same individual. There is no logic to be found, but when she smiles, it seems that nothing needs to be questioned.

Qiu Meng knew that what Bu Moze said had nothing to do with her, but she still curiously asked: "Why is Forensic Doctor Xu angry?"

With a love for life, a positive attitude, and expertise in computers, Qiumeng noted down Taolanlan's qualities while also developing a question in her mind

What happened?" Bu Moze nervously stepped forward, crouched down to check her condition, "I told you those photos are not suitable for children, girls should not look at them indiscriminately.

But I won't. " Bu Moze suddenly smiled at Qiu Meng, convinced of his identity as a wealthy person, and anxiously wanted to reassure Qiu Meng.

Qiu Meng felt a sense of unease in her heart; understanding a situation is as difficult as understanding a person. She could not be certain of Tao Lanlan's innocence, but there was definitely something wrong with the deceased Song Yingquan

Gong Xiangpeng flipped through a few pages of his work notes, added a few lines, and replied: "I am still investigating. Tao Lanlan's parents also contacted me last night. It has only been two years since the incident, and as soon as I called, they were crying. They probably still cannot accept it..."

Then I am also willing to do so

"Don't touch me." Qiuyong buried her head between her knees, her voice muffled and indifferent

"Have some water." At this moment, Xu Lingshuang poured a cup of water and placed it between Qiu Meng's hands, kindly saying, "To help you relax."

Upon exiting He Chunhua's residence, many residents who were not working today still strolled leisurely around the vicinity. Once the police car drove away, they gathered around He Chunhua, asking questions from all directions

Autumn Mellow

The slender fingers hanging down lightly pinched, without pausing, and continued to move forward

Qiu Meng's hand suddenly could not be released, her palm was full of sweat. How did Bu Moze manage to pay attention to her situation while clearly focusing on playing the game?

In fact, I am not very familiar with her. "She" naturally refers to Tao Lanlan. He Chuanhua sighed and said, "She is a good girl. We live in the same building, going up and down, and I often see her. I don't shop online, but she took the initiative to teach me. This girl is quite skilled with the internet. On her days off from work, I also see her downstairs tending to her succulent plants.

Without a mobile phone, only using a public telephone to contact Tao Lanlan, on the outskirts of the city. Bu Moze remarked dismissively, "It could also be a trick played by the wealthy."

She knows that death is a difficult matter, especially at Tao Lanlan's age. Pain, despair, and reluctance engulf her will like a flood beast. For those on the brink of death, what is there to discuss about positivity? How can one have a calm heart to face everything they are about to lose in this world?

Xu Lingshuang said slowly, "Terminal cancer." Seeing the slightly surprised expression on Bo Teng's face, she added, "Therefore, her suicide is understandable."

Qiu Meng took the cup of water, took a sip, and said with a stern expression: "Song Yingquan has a motive for murder"

This is quite strange. Xu Lingshuang looked at Bo Teng, then turned to glance at the three people in the back seat, "Tao Lanlan had a fixed monthly expenditure during her lifetime, but it is unclear what it was used for."

Who should I call? Where is my phone? Did I lose my job after the car accident? With these questions in mind, Bu Moze continued to ask several more questions.

Did her parents mention anything else?" After getting into the car, Bo Teng asked, "For example, Tao Lanlan is suffering from cancer.

Qiu Meng stared directly at him, showing no sign of retreat. However, taking advantage of the moment when Bu Moze was preoccupied with looking at her, she swiftly snatched the photo away.

Let's go. Gong Xiangpeng stepped forward and patted Bo Teng's shoulder, then looked at Qiu Meng and Bu Moze, signaling the two of them to follow.

After turning left, I happened to see Xu Ling walking steadily towards his office with a document in hand.

Then we will take our leave, thank you for your assistance

"One cannot trust the words of the wealthy." Qiumeng replied calmly, ignoring Bumoze, and quickened her pace to catch up with Boteng.

What are you talking about

Just tidying up the house, it's a bit messy. He Chunhua cleared away the clutter on the coffee table and casually piled it in a less conspicuous place, feeling embarrassed as he said, "I haven't even boiled water at home, let me go boil some water and make tea."

Something happened indoors. There were no signs of being rummaged through, nor any traces of a second person. However, after examining all the belongings, Bo Teng slightly furrowed her brows.

I also took the opportunity to go to the archives and sifted through the case files from 1994; all the information is here. Xu Ling shook another file bag in her hands, from which dust could still be seen, and then looked at Qiu Meng and Bu Moze, saying, "Come over and take a look."

I manage you

"Is He Chunhua here?" Gong Xiangpeng stepped forward and asked the house with the open door. The first level of the space is quite large, and the sound seems particularly hollow.

The discovery of Tao Lanlan's body was around six o'clock in the morning, but the time of death was between ten and eleven o'clock the previous night. Bo Teng's voice was originally low and cold, and when he said this, it felt even more eerie.

Tao Lanlan, who is adept at navigating the internet, must have seen the disjointed video captured by netizens. The uproar of public opinion has controlled the direction of discourse and has also affected her normal life. Perhaps she has long been doxxed, and the persecution of her through speech is not merely reflected online

After making a phone call for over twenty minutes, Gong Xiangpeng went straight back to the office, where Qiu Meng, Bu Moze, and others had already been waiting for him.

"Look at this picture," Bo Teng said as he pulled out another photo and handed it to her, "This is the case. But what illness did she have?"

Gong Xiangpeng nodded and focused on driving

Indeed, at that time, the worker heard the three words—'about to die.' Qiumeng grasped the back of the driver's seat and leaned forward, saying, 'I have never been able to figure out who exactly the object of 'about to die' refers to'

Everyone looked at each other in confusion, unsure whether the words spoken by Qiumeng, who had suddenly come to her senses, were nonsense or the truth

Did Tao Lanlan have any unusual behavior the day before? Gong Xiangpeng continued to inquire

Liu Chao also mentioned that he found the phone number that Tao Lanlan called the most. Bo Teng unexpectedly added, "It is a public telephone."

It is unclear; sometimes when she makes a phone call, it sounds like she is chatting with a boyfriend, but I have never seen any man come to see her

The daily banter between the two began, and after Xu Ling smiled enviously, she unconsciously glanced at Bo Teng, ultimately letting out a sigh

"Hmm, understood." After a few brief words, Bo Teng returned the phone to Gong Xiangpeng, "Liu Chao has contacted the person who uploaded the video and is preparing to go with you."

At this moment, Qiu Meng pondered deeply for quite a while before hesitantly saying: "Do you remember the worker who was frightened by the person burning paper money on the night of September 7 when Team Gong went to inquire?"

Eager to absolve oneself, showing irresponsibility. Qiumeng glanced at the aunt and remained silent. After all, in an era of freedom of speech, it seems that everyone has become accustomed to being irresponsible

That is how it is. Qiu Meng answered with certainty, "The person who will seek revenge for Tao Lanlan's death must be closely related to her and have deep feelings for her. Therefore, the money that Tao Lanlan has been missing every month might have been spent on him."

Xu Lingshuang took the photo, while Bo Teng kept flipping through other photos that could capture the elements in this perspective more clearly

Then you can sit on my lap

Qiu Meng glared at Bu Moze, who analyzed the nature of the problem from a poor angle, but did not refute him. After all, what he said might also be correct

Moreover, she had once felt the killer's anger and the determination to perish together on Song Yingquan's corpse, a despair that disregarded the impending death

He Chunhua took the business card and hurriedly replied: "Alright, alright"

A few people organized their emotions and walked out of the office. As they reached the main entrance, they saw Xiao Cai rushing over, stopping them and saying with slight agitation: "Tao Lanlan's parents called twenty minutes ago, saying that Tao Lanlan had called home the day before her suicide, stating that she would no longer use this phone number."

It is also possible that we underestimated the power of the internet. On the way back, he switched to driving for Gong Xiangpeng. He found that Bo Teng was driving slowly, as there was indeed a lot to do ahead.

He Chunhua nodded repeatedly and then beckoned them to enter the house

Subsequently, Xu Lingshuang hung up the phone. Bo Teng remained perplexed, wondering why Xu Lingshuang was angry, as it seemed he had done nothing wrong

Qiu Meng was taken aback, realizing what he was saying. Her face flushed, and she pushed him away, saying: "I did not."

"I wonder if Captain Gong has found any clues?" Xiao Cai held his phone, his palms sweaty, and the anxiety within him made it difficult for him to sit still.

As Qiumeng walked alongside the slender vines into another building, she casually remarked

"Brutally murdered after being raped, the victim was found naked from the waist down. At that time, the investigating officers believed that the murderer harbored an extreme hatred towards women." Bu Moze gazed at the photo of the deceased, silently reciting these words in his mind. Even the photograph made him feel uncomfortable.

Or is it that he is actually not playing the game at all

When did Tao Lanlan's phone go missing? he asked

Although He Chunhua agreed to the police, when they actually came to inquire, she felt awkward and couldn't help but worry about her neighbors' opinions of her

Bu Mozhe softly exclaimed "Ah," and suddenly realized: "No wonder at the end of the video, Tao Lanlan cried. I always felt that her crying was not out of grievance... It turns out it was out of helplessness"

Bu Mozhe nodded in response: "Did he not still hear the sound of conversation?"

With her character, it is fundamentally impossible for her to choose suicide unless she is truly at the end of her rope

He Chunhua awkwardly nodded, his eyes briefly passing over everyone except Gong Xiangpeng. He was puzzled; did the police need to bring so many people for the investigation? Moreover, there were two who looked particularly young

The surname is Wu, and the character for heaven is also Wu

Sitting in the passenger seat, Xu Lingshuang continued to browse through the materials at hand and casually asked, "Did her parents mention anything about sending money home every month?"

Xu Lingshuang also said with some regret: "Well, that night no one discovered that Tao Lanlan had committed suicide"

The location of that public telephone is on the outskirts of the city, and it is highly likely that the person with whom Tao Lanlan frequently communicates is a man of modest means

"The murderer of the serial killings does not harbor a hatred for women; he is merely a failure in life," Qiumeng said seriously while holding a cup. "Before the murders occurred, Song Yingquan had already divorced his wife, and he certainly lacked a healthy sex life and a sense of family presence. Moreover, the two cases of rape and murder are not the only crimes he has committed; it is highly likely that there are other victims. Additionally, Song Yingquan owns a car, which aligns with the direction of the police investigation at the time, but it is important to note that Song Yingquan was not driving a taxi, but rather a private vehicle."

Qiu Meng slightly squinted her eyes and retorted, "Then why did you watch it?"

"You should not feel burdened." Gong Xiangpeng noticed her concern and reassured her, saying, "It will not affect your life in any way."

"I am indeed a man," Bu Moze said, his eyes clear and bright, a hint of a mischievous smile playing at the corners of his mouth as he deliberately leaned closer to Qiu Meng.

"There is a man here who is frowning for you. If you still do not wish to answer his call, you may hang up now." However, once the call was connected, Bu Moze somewhat boredly uttered these words, which he did not particularly enjoy saying.

Gong Xiangpeng presented his police officer's badge, smiling yet somewhat apologetic. He said, "We have been in contact over the phone."

"Let's go, get in the car first," said Boteng, patting Xiao Cai on the shoulder

Does Tao Lanlan herself know? Gong Xiangpeng looked at He Chunhua, intending to ask further. However, since she did not provide a direct answer to the previous question, asking again would likely yield an ambiguous response

On the other end, Bo Teng said to Xu Ling Shuang on the phone as he concluded, "See if there are any现场 photos left, the body has not been autopsied, so there are very few clues. Contact me immediately with any results, and also..." He paused and asked, "Are you angry with me?"

Fortunately, the exterior walls of the row of villas are marked with numbers, and after walking for a short while, I successfully found the house of the reporting person

Hmm?

It seems that the Tao Lanlan in the video is not the usual Tao Lanlan. Bu Moze pondered for a moment, and before he could continue asking, Mr. Wu started talking on his own.

Then you all go ahead and get busy, feel free to contact me whenever needed Xu Lingshuang also stood up and after saying this, turned around and left the office

On the way, Gong Xiangpeng received a call from Liu Chao. Due to the fact that he was driving, Bo Teng in the passenger seat reached over to take the phone.

If the person who frequently contacted Tao Lanlan during her lifetime really did not have a mobile phone, could it be possible that she gave her phone to this person

This is strange. Bo Teng stared at the items on the list, suddenly filled with doubt

Before long, a woman emerged from inside. She was slightly plump, with medium-length hair, a gentle expression, and soft eyes, which immediately captivated one with this first impression

The arrival of the police is generally not seen as a good thing by the common people

Regarding this matter, Bo Teng also heard it during the brief moments when he was on the phone with Xu Ling. Naturally, there was a feeling of regret, but he could not blame anyone. If it were them, hearing strange noises in the middle of the night, they probably would not have gotten out of bed to check either

I like you

Qiu Meng and Gong Xiangpeng exchanged glances, and finally got to the point. On the side, Bu Moze turned to look at Bo Teng, who was standing at the door, as well as a few individuals who were approaching curiously. He thought it might be better to go outside and ask, so he also walked out of the room

No, not at all. Xiao Cai even found it a bit strange. He said, "Actually, Tao Lanlan has an older brother at home, and their family has a bit of a preference for sons over daughters. Her brother graduated from university, but he hasn't found a proper job. It was only two years ago that he got married, and at that time, Tao Lanlan even took out 50,000 yuan.

Hello

Gong Xiangpeng drove back to the office at the most stable speed, and after organizing the clues at hand, he did not pay attention to Qiu Meng and Bu Moze, but instead contacted Liu Chao and headed straight to the next destination together

From the position where Qiumeng is sitting, she can clearly see Boteng's profile. This Boteng is not only cold and expressionless from the front, but even his side profile is the same. However, at this moment, he seems to be anxious about something

In fact, the moment he saw the on-site photos, he vaguely felt that something was amiss; it was only when he saw Jia Jingfang's personal photos that he understood what was going on

Bo Teng's expression changed instantly as he listened from the side. He stared at Bu Moze, who appeared to have successfully pulled off a prank and was feeling quite pleased with himself, without making any move.

Xiao Cai shook his head

Furthermore, Song Yingquan quietly left this place after the incident and has been evading for twenty years. The day he returned coincidentally fell on the date of the last case's occurrence. Captain Gong's suspicion was correct; that was the statute of limitations, and he had been waiting all along. " Qiumeng said calmly, glancing at Xu Lingshuang, "The Tao Lanlan incident was merely an accident. The reason Song Yingquan appeared so strange in the video was because ... ... "

Xu Lingshuang had already walked over, but upon hearing the sound, she retreated. Seeing it was Bo Teng, she said flatly: "Come to the office"

"Indeed, there are some similarities," Qiufeng nodded in agreement and then said, "The time, place, and characters all coincidentally overlap in a bizarre way; it would be strange if he wasn't scared to death."

The actions of the two individuals, oblivious to their surroundings, left the small Cai sitting by the window feeling extremely awkward while also being subjected to a torment that made life seem unbearable.

"A man who is infatuated with beauty will not have a good ending," Qiumeng said triumphantly while holding the stolen photograph

Your thoughts are quite dangerous

A resident who once lived in the same building as Tao Lanlan has contacted me, and I will be going over shortly. As Gong Xiangpeng sat down, he began to sort through the work notes on his desk, organizing them while speaking.

"Just right, all the cars in the office have been taken away." It turned out that at that time, Gong Xiangpeng was rummaging on the table looking for the car keys. He let out a sigh of relief and said, "Then I will trouble you with this."

Bo Teng took it and immediately saw the shooting time on it

Is there no good outcome for being infatuated solely with your beauty?

Bu Moze suddenly smiled and politely asked, "May I ask your esteemed surname, sir?"

"Well, she cried on the phone while scolding me." Having handled so many cases, Gong Xiangpeng has developed an immunity to many negative emotions, but that does not mean he lacks empathy. He continued, "I have asked other colleagues in the team to contact her parents for more detailed information. As of now, all I know is the fact that Tao Lanlan committed suicide by jumping off a building."

"It is not very appropriate to look at other men in front of me," he leaned closer to her, a mysterious smile in the corner of his eye, his voice unwavering.

The people inside the vehicle remain silent, unable to fully ascertain the authenticity of these three statements, yet they certainly draw attention

Nerve

Gong Xiangpeng transcribed what she said and, when she paused, asked: "At that time, you were the only one who discovered the body, correct?"

The confused voice of Bu Mozhe momentarily caused Bo Teng to set aside the woman's perplexing thoughts, as she walked over to him and asked: "Tao Lanlan's boyfriend?"

Four people entered the office one after another. Xu Lingshuang directly pulled out a stack of papers from the file bag, turned around, and walked to Bi Teng's side, saying: "These are the现场 photos of Tao Lanlan after her jump, as well as the photos of her body."

If the murderer is nearing the end of his life, then his reckless behavior is not difficult to understand

Gong Xiangpeng circled the words "Tao Lanlan's mobile phone". No mobile phone was found at the crime scene, and even her parents stated that there was no mobile phone among her belongings

After a long while, Qiumeng raised her head, resembling the brilliant sunlight after chaos, and smiled gently at Bumoze, saying, "My legs are numb"

Wood

Who to look for

Qiu Meng flipped a few pages and, upon hearing the question raised by Bo Teng, also said: "Bu Moze called Tao Lanlan's mobile phone, the call was connected, but no one spoke."

Bu Mozhe pressed Xu Lingshuang's number on the dial pad, and after three rings, the call was connected

"Do not glare at me," Bu Moze said unabashedly, "Your woman asked you to use your own phone to call her."

He Chunhua hesitated for half a day and said: "As for this girl Tao Lanlan, I heard a long time ago that her character is not good. It was said that she hit an elderly person and insisted that the elderly person was faking it, and she refused to pay any compensation."

"Give me the number." Bu Moze stepped forward and said to Bo Teng, who had been trying to call Xu Lingshuang without success.

Bu Moze crouched in front of her and whispered softly, "But you can touch me"

"Not suitable for children," Bu Moze said seriously as he hid the photograph away

After listening, Bo Teng turned around gloomily, yet obediently dialed the phone again

Bu Mozhe glanced at him and asked, "Do you know Tao Lanlan?"

They disturbed her peace, imprisoning her in a nightmare, repeatedly laying bare the long-buried secrets before her eyes, telling her—"The punishment he evaded, you must bear. If you do not die, we shall not perish."

Thank you. Gong Xiangpeng closed the notebook, stood up, and handed over a business card, saying, "If you think of anything, feel free to call me."

During this time, the silent Bo Teng stood up and fastened the button of his suit, saying to Gong Xiangpeng: "Where are you going? I will give you a ride"

Things seem to be becoming clearer, yet this sorrowful reality has tightened the heart of Qiumeng. The fear that had been dormant deep within her awakens at this moment, revealing that death is indeed so terrifying

Xiao Tao is simply unfortunate, having experienced such an incident. In my opinion, this girl is kind-hearted; how could she possibly do such a thing? Late at night, my wife and I both heard her crying, as if she were crying while on the phone. During that time, Xiao Tao lost her job, and according to my wife, it was because her video online was seen by her supervisor. Speaking of which, that night I heard a thud, thinking someone was throwing garbage downstairs, but unexpectedly... Speaking of which, that night I heard a thud, thinking someone was throwing garbage downstairs, but unexpectedly...

Ah, when the incident occurred, I was also puzzled as to how this girl suddenly disappeared. He Chuanhua did not seem very sad when he spoke, but rather filled with sympathy and regret. Accompanying his emotions, he shook his head, "I saw her that morning when I went out to take out the trash, and it really scared me. There was blood all over the ground, and she was just lying there motionless. I was so frightened that I dropped the trash and called for help."

The throat of the deceased was slit, blood gushing forth, and the opened flesh resembled the gaping mouth of an abyss, a sight that was shocking. Their bodies were not beautiful; instead, they displayed the shape of a painful scream, the final struggle before death.

"Did the Gong team not say they would look for her parents to clarify the situation? Let's hear what her parents have to say before we make a judgment," Bu Moze said, once again immersing himself in the old case, speaking in a leisurely manner.

As she gazed at him, she heard him gently yet anxiously call her name. Xu Lingshuang hurried over and sat beside him on the sofa

Gong Xiangpeng bent over while browsing the internal website. After reading a few notifications, he straightened up and said, "I still need to confirm with the complainant."

He Chunhua felt a sense of relief after answering the last question

"Alright," Xu Lingshuang replied, "By the way, give Captain Gong a call to inform him of our movements. He hasn't eaten much all day, just running around outside. However, he will still have a lot to do next."