Chapter Six, Wings of Angels Six

"Hmm," Jiang Hu nodded with particular calmness, "Yes, I agree with her viewpoint"

Shen Yexi snapped the phone shut and said, "Jiang Hu, let's go!"

He couldn't help but picture the image of that person taking off their glasses in his mind. Realizing this, he quickly pulled his wandering thoughts back and cleared his throat: "Where is the ice cream truck usually located?"

He walked to the door and turned back to Yang Man, saying: "Come over, let's see just how sick this guy really is"

However, it was evident that Jiang Hu's attention was completely not on the conversation, but rather he was somewhat dazedly staring out the window, observing something illuminated by the streetlights. A profile was turned towards Shen Yexi, allowing Shen Yexi to see the eyes behind Jiang Hu's lenses—due to his lineage, they exhibited a faint glassy hue, appearing particularly clear, yet also exuding an indescribable chill

Upon arriving at their destination, Shen Yexi immediately began to efficiently inquire with the local shopkeepers. Slamming his work ID onto the table, he straightforwardly asked if there was an ice cream truck nearby and what the operator looked like.

"Why is it strange?" Jiang Hu, who had been silent all along, finally interjected.

"I have done something wrong again, Mother." The daylight faded away, and the room gradually grew dim, with all the objects casting long, silent shadows. The man huddled in the corner, tightly clutching the bloodstained clothes in his arms, emitting faint whimpers, "I have done a bad thing, I have done a bad thing..."

Shen Yexi nearly drove the car onto the curb

Jiang Hu said: "Sister Yang, your emotions have been affected"

"Medical psychology, the kind that prescribes medication?" Shen Yexi glanced at him, "An ordinary doctor, seeing that kind of crime scene, Dr. Jiang's psychological resilience is truly remarkable"

Yang Man expressionlessly packed the blood-stained little dress and the scattered ribs into evidence bags, leaning against the door frame while waiting for Shen Yexi and the others. When Shen Yexi arrived, he noticed that the big sister's complexion was somewhat cold

Look, that place is the only gap between the entire street and the two intersections

In his lifetime, the small shop owner has only had casual interactions with the urban management and industrial and commercial bureau, never having encountered armed criminal police. When nervous, his speech became somewhat disjointed, and he inadvertently bit his tongue: "There... there... there is."

Jiang Hu seemed not to have detected the subtle sarcasm in his words, and responded with an "Oh": "Thank you, it's not bad. By the way, I haven't finished speaking yet; there is actually criminology as well"

He pounded his head with his fists, and rough lines of dry wrinkles emerged on his face, while tears flowed down those creases.

Jiang Hu smiled and jumped into the car with him. In order to repay Captain Shen for this sudden and unexpected acceptance and trust, he took the initiative to explain: "I find the place where the ice cream truck is parked a bit strange"

Unless there are special circumstances, he comes out every day. I don't know what happened today; he wasn't here. Usually, he comes out quite early in the morning, and I often see him as soon as I open the door. He also closes up quite early in the evening, leaving at 5:40 every day. He is quite an odd person

"Garlic?" Jiang Hu looked puzzled, as if questioning his own ears. He glanced at Shen Yexi and asked with a hint of confusion, "Are you referring to the kind of garlic that is eaten with dumplings?"

Shen Yexi closed her mouth ... ... forget it

Shen Yexi glanced at her, then turned to look at Jiang Hu, said nothing, and entered the room. Jiang Hu understood, stayed outside the door, adjusted her glasses, and gently asked: "Sister Yang, what happened?"

At that moment, An Yining made a phone call. Shen Yexi glanced at Jiang Hu and went out to answer it

Who asked you this... Shen Yexi felt that the frequency of her eye-rolling today was particularly high. When communicating with this glue-like doctor, whether it was probing or targeting, it all gave a feeling as if one’s fists were hitting cotton. Jiang Hu truly lived up to his name; he was like a soft, sticky lump of glue. Although he appeared white and featureless, the transparency was too low, leaving no one knowing what was stuck inside.

Yang Man forced a smile and beckoned him over: "Come here, little cutie, quickly heal me a bit."

An Yining said: "I have found the license plate number, owner, and address of the ice cream truck you mentioned. I have sent you a text message. Sister Yang is currently taking people over there, not far from you. If they hurry, it should take less than twenty minutes. I will call Sheng Yao to inform him."

Everyone smiled so brightly, their gazes fixed on the door that was still trembling slightly

Hmm?

Shen Yexi thought to himself, it is fortunate that you joined the police department and not the fire brigade, otherwise, if you were rushing to put out fires, the entire city would eventually be reduced to ashes. He chuckled and said, "A doctorate in criminology? You really know how to put on a show."

His speech and actions are so natural, yet upon closer reflection, they all seem to carry an air of intrigue

Shen Yexi asked: "Does this person set up a stall every day?"

Cough, think about it, many children here are waiting for their parents to pick them up, and half of those parents must be getting off work late, coming after 6 o'clock. How many children would be willing to eat something cold on the way? Even if they stay for just one more hour, it could mean a significant increase in business. The shopkeeper paused, "Moreover, as business people, we don't always stick to a strict schedule. If business is good, we do more; if it's slow, we do less and go home early. But that man is like a clock, arriving at 5:41 every day, packing up and leaving right on time, more punctual than an alarm clock"

Shen Yexi felt that he was pondering over this person more than he was over the case itself, and he needed to stop quickly, as this was a bad omen

When they arrived at the scene, Yang Man had already brought people to search the house. The door was originally open, as if waiting for them to search.

"I also have a great fondness for children," Jiang Hu said. "Both tribes and species possess an inherent nature to protect their young, ensuring the continuation of their lineage. Throughout history, harming the young has been regarded as a moral decline, so we must capture this individual"

"No..." He stood up, "No, Mom, don't hit me, don't hit me, don't hit me!" The man seemed to be attacked by something in the void, struggling desperately, and then suddenly pushed forward violently, bursting out of the door.

The number of cars on the street did not decrease much with the onset of night; the nightlife was just beginning. Shen Yexi was not driving fast. After leaving the office, he remained silent until he had driven about half the distance, when he slowly asked, "Do you remember how to get there, Doctor?"

At that moment, the large clock on the wall chimed. Such old-fashioned clocks are rare, and this one, standing there, seemed to have a history of many years, yet it continued to function, faithfully keeping pace with the passage of time. The man's movements suddenly came to a halt; he resembled Pavlov's dog, as the chime at six o'clock established a reflex arc within him that others could not comprehend.

In the corner hangs an old photograph, depicting a woman with a perfect smile alongside a group of children aged around eight or nine. It appears to have been taken just after a performance, as the children's faces are still adorned with exaggerated makeup, dressed in pristine white costumes, and carrying snow-white fake wings on their backs, resembling a group of little angels

The little girl in the photograph resembles the kind of doll that many girls have had in their childhood, smiling so sweetly that when Yang Man first saw that picture, she couldn't bear to put it down for a long time. Yet now, this child lies in the cold forensic room, her body shattered into pieces, and that little princess-like dress lies there, lonely and covered in dust and bloodstains on the chaotic floor.

Shen Yexi smiled and said, "Then how could you remember the small shops near the choir so clearly?"

The first thing Yang Man saw clearly after bringing people in was the small dress stained with blood. She certainly recognized that piece of clothing; it was the last missing child, Zhang Jing's mother, who provided a photo of a lovely little girl wearing that dress, holding a large teddy bear.

Unfortunately, the person he inquired about is rather special. Jiang Hu blinked and said matter-of-factly: "Oh? Didn't Yi Ning say that the murderer is someone who knows the child and is familiar with the surrounding environment? I think the only ones who fit these characteristics, apart from the head of the Youth Palace, are these small shop owners."

Oh, I obtained a master's and a doctor's degree in medical psychology. The car jolted, and Jiang Hu was startled, quickly adding.

Yang Man nodded: "This is the mess, let's go in and take a look. On-site investigation is not my strong suit."

Yang Manmei's eyebrows twitched slightly as she smiled and said, "I guess it is because of https://www.hetushu.com that female organisms have a special affection for their offspring"

Indeed, there is—Shen Yexi turned to glance at Jiang Hu, wondering if this person might have thought of this issue on their first visit. It shouldn't be the case, right? Although somewhat offbeat, they can still distinguish between primary and secondary matters, so it is unlikely they would know yet keep it hidden.

"Gap?" Shen Yexi furrowed his brows while driving, pondering for a moment, "He is trying to plug that gap with his own ice cream truck?"

Sometimes hell exists, residing within a person's heart, accompanying them for a lifetime, lingering and never leaving, unending and relentless

The shopkeeper sipped the cool air to soothe his injured tongue

Well, Doctor Jiang has become Jianghu

Jiang Hu honestly shook his head

It seems that he has been waiting for him here. Jiang Hu turned his head to glance at Shen Yexi, who truly understood the art of interrogation. All the way, he kept people in suspense, remaining silent, and only began to ask questions when he felt it was time to do so.

Bachelor's degree in Mathematics

"Right there." The shopkeeper pointed, and Shen Yexi followed his finger, astonished to find it was the very spot that Jiang Hu had been staring at. The shopkeeper gestured, "A man, in his thirties, not tall, resembling a thin monkey, usually not very talkative, but he gets along well with the children. The cold drinks he sells are quite tasty. If it weren't for the popularity of his cart, I was planning to place a freezer here to sell ice cream."

Did you only mention Yining after you thought of it?

Jiang Hu looked at Shen Yexi with surprise; this person's ability to comprehend was astonishing. Shen Yexi seemed amused by the slight change in Jiang Hu's expression, which was different from his usual confusion, and smiled: "I have been a criminal police officer for so many years; what kind of pervert haven't I encountered? Doctor Jiang, to be honest, what is your specialty?"