The sky is clear, the wind is gentle and the sun is bright.
The sunlight shines on the wall, reflecting clearly visible shadows, and the edges seem to have been painted with a brush, which is extremely clear. The noise of that night has dissipated for many days, and this place no longer has the previous noise.
The strange incident that once happened at night was like an inconsequential farce, causing waves in reality and on the Internet, and then changed with the trend, leaving no trace. In the city, there are too many strange things happening every day. It is not surprising that one thing fades away and another one restarts.
But there are people who remember those things.
Tang Qian stepped into a narrow street, and just like in his memory, he saw a half-collapsed wall at the corner.
He squatted down, reached out and touched the section of the wall, and got a hand of white wall plaster. He lowered his eyes and looked at the dust and white powder on his hands. He didn't wipe them clean immediately. He just stood up and let his eyes linger on the broken place for a while.
This is not the place where the bomb exploded, but the wall where the car that accelerated in reverse crashed into. Later, the car itself was naturally towed away as physical evidence after the danger was eliminated. The place left behind was unattended, and it was dented in the first place. Without repairs, it naturally broke into pieces.
This is extremely common. This is just an abandoned park that has been left unattended, and no one would care if something like this happened. They all thought that since no one would come anyway, the collapse would be considered as preparation for demolition when it is opened in the future.
His arrival was not without purpose. Standing up, he saw the man who asked him to come around the corner.
Song Qiaoyu was actually not very willing to come here, but she still adhered to the social rules she had memorized and waved in the direction of Tang Qian.
"Long time no see." Tang Qian walked over and looked him up and down. "Officer Song, you haven't had much work lately, have you?"
"...It's just a few days." Song Qiaoyu kept her expression unchanged, thinking that this kid is too lazy to pretend now. He was so good before, and it looked pleasing to the eye. Think about it, Mo Yunwan, who is a restrained version, can still act accordingly. Experience has taught me how to tolerate it, but now I feel uncomfortable every time I say a few words, and I can't even hide my expression.
Tang Qian blinked and looked very serious: "Do you have a problem with me?"
"According to our agreement, I can tell you some things you want to know now." Song Qiaoyu did not have the habit of selling out, shrugging and sighing, "Of course, this is not in compliance with the regulations. It's a pity that our captain will do what he says. Although the responsibility is put on me."
It was rare for him to feel the same way as Shao Zi.
Tang Qian remained calm and studied Song Qiaoyu's expression, as if he was judging whether there was any trap.
"Don't you know what my level is?" Song Qiaoyu now completely gave up on herself, "Do you think I am someone who can be appointed to deceive others?"
"It makes sense." Tang Qian thoughtfully touched his chin.
Song Qiaoyu took a deep breath: "Ask if you have anything, and I will leave after you ask."
Unexpectedly, Tang Qian didn't hesitate much this time.
"Motive." He said simply.
"Whose motive?" Song Qiaoyu searched in her mind for a long time, exploring all possible options, and suddenly understood, "Are you talking about...the Tang Hua you are talking about?"
Tang Qian raised his eyebrows, obviously not expecting Song Qiaoyu to be able to rule out the correct result on his own.
"Don't give me questions, it's very annoying." Song Qiaoyu sighed again, "I'm not a fool. Ye Zenan... the plan of the principal criminal who knew everything was verified. According to the confessions of his accomplices and some Leaving evidence for inference, he should have made Ye Zenan suspicious at that time... The only one who knew his identity was the intention of a certain police officer, so he did not dare to contact him directly. He believed that the bomb would detonate at any time and broke into the scene without permission, intending to find the bomb. 's location as proof of identity. But his unexpected intrusion sparked a shootout, which happened to detonate a bomb, causing a fire."
Tang Hua's identity is indeed unknown to others. The only person he could trust became untrustworthy at that time. Of course, he refused to act rashly. He just hoped to prove himself and find a way to have the best of both worlds, which could not only arrest all the criminals, but also prevent the chaos and casualties caused by detonating bombs. .
What he did was irrational to a certain extent, but the result was that no police officers were injured or injured. He just took the life of an innocent person, himself.
Tang Qian thought for a moment and found that Song Qiaoyu had been looking at him after he finished speaking. He couldn't help but feel a little funny: "Why are you looking at me?"
"According to what they said, they thought you would be sad?"
"I had a guess a long time ago," Tang Qian raised his eyelids, showing a little arrogance.
But on the contrary, this made Song Qiaoyu feel much more relieved. The obedience that Tang Qian has always shown is obviously not his current nature. Perhaps he was really a pure obedient boy when he was young. Now, combining all his behaviors, we can only conclude that the word obedient has a deeper meaning with him. It cannot be said that they are completely consistent, it can only be said that they are completely unrelated.
Even a fledgling kid is still a fledgling liar.
But no matter what, Tang Qian is a rational person. He may have hope, but after calming down, he will definitely review his knowledge and come up with a relatively correct answer - whether it is good or bad. There was plenty of time for him to think like this, both before and after the night that ended.
"I was asked to bring you some words."
"...You really want to use clichés." Tang Qian finally showed some emotion that a young man should have, just like a poor student who lamented at the end of class, "The teacher really wants to drag the class down" - and he was indeed this kind of person. identity.
"'I'm just telling you that we know something, so that you don't have to hide it from us and waste your time in fear.'"
"Officer Song, is it hard to memorize this sentence?"
Song Qiaoyu ignored him and continued: "The relationship between you and Wei Gaochi is not the so-called year-end friendship. He knows your identity and knows that you understand him. Before the Dongchuang incident happened, he contacted you and wanted to get rid of him. You reported the information he knew to the police, but you didn't do that - because you lost trust in the police just like Tang Hua for some reason that we have no evidence for."
Tang Qian curled his lips.
"It was probably your idea that Wei Gaochi had the piece of porcelain in his mouth. He hoped that someone would protect his family from being harmed after his death, so he deliberately left clues to corroborate your testimony, as You obtained the basis for trusting the police. This is exactly what happened. That’s why you were able to send out that message as soon as possible. You didn’t intend to expose yourself recklessly. But if Wei Gaochi didn’t have broken pieces of porcelain in his mouth, that post It will temporarily become a clue to create a mystery. On the contrary, the criminal may attach great importance to it at the first time, because the real original crime scene will not be discovered at the first time.”
Song Qiaoyu pointed in the direction of the warehouse.
And Tang Qian is obviously a very cautious person. In every step of the action, extreme consideration was given to both the murderer and the police. There was no way he could do something so eye-catching and risk being discovered due to the time difference.
"Have you ever thought that your silence might indeed lead to a crisis for Wei Gaochi's family?" Song Qiaoyu's words suddenly became serious.
Tang Qian said calmly: "But there are indeed moles in the police, right?"
His caution was not without reason.
"You were told this, but you wouldn't say it either. Would you?"
"Because I really don't know who it is..." Tang Qian shook his head. He was about to say "more than one", but then he swallowed it himself.
After all, the first realization was indeed closely related to the police officer in front of me.
"What else do you want to ask?" Song Qiaoyu saw his hesitation.
"Personal question. That police officer...I mean, the one who was suspected." Tang Qian raised his head, "Is he related to you?"
Song Qiaoyu was in a daze for a moment and blurted out: "How do you know?"
It took so many people in the police station a long time to guess this.
"You have the habits and skills of a soldier, and if I guessed correctly, you are a sniper. When you are protecting me, you will pause at a high place when observing, intentionally or unintentionally." Tang Qian closed his eyes, "That one The police officer's name is Song Jing. Unfortunately, I remember it and checked it out casually. According to her resume, she was also a soldier, a sniper, and a fallen detective. As a model, there are countless reports... Do I need to continue? "
Song Qiaoyu was speechless for a moment.
"Do you also have inherited genes in your line of work?" Tang Qian opened his eyes and looked up at the sun, as if just to avoid Song Qiaoyu's sight, "Officer Song, thank you. In return, I hope you find out that you have inherited the genes later. Thorough enough.”
These words may sound a bit sarcastic, but they are also a heavy "blessing" that makes people unable to refute.
"You think she's awesome too?"
Tang Qian felt a little surprised: "A legend in the police world, isn't it? Don't tell me that the relationship between mother and son will be very tense if your life trajectories are so similar."
Obviously, even he regarded this story as an inspirational script for a son who admires his mother and takes her as a role model in life, and follows her mother's career path intact.
Although this is not the case, Song Qiaoyu is also a little embarrassed to say it.
"...She once said that I had no professional training and was just a wild kid with no experience. Because of this incident, I had a fight with her when I was eighteen years old."
What was not said was that the originally proposed method of dueling was an arm wrestling match. However, Ms. Song cleverly changed this event and used a more technical sport - fighting with no restrictions except bare hands.
"Won?"
As an experienced police officer, Ms. Song Jingsong’s decision was very rational. At that time, she was no longer in her prime. Facing the young Song Qiaoyu who had a gender advantage but was still at her most weak, using skills to win was obviously the best way.
Song Qiaoyu was silent for a moment.
"Then I changed my college entrance examination choice to the police academy. Originally, she wanted me to be a sports student and an athlete. I didn't have any plans."
It can only be said that it was a coincidence. Ms. Song's whim also shattered her dream of turning her son into a sports champion.
Tang Qian became even more curious: "Since she is so invincible, then why was she..."
"Did you check thoroughly?" Song Qiaoyu also noticed the problem and frowned, "Why, are you interested in a stupid-looking clown?"
He even learned to laugh at himself.
"Check you..." Tang Qian was halfway through the sentence. He realized that it might be a little awkward to say it smoothly. In order to cover up his gaffe, he even used honorifics, "...biological mother."
He has discovered that this seems to be indeed not an ordinary mother-son relationship, and it is not his own conjecture that leads to this conclusion.
Song Qiaoyu didn't know what he was worried about, so he just answered truthfully: "If I knew, what kind of criminal policeman would I be? Let alone carrying a gun and going to the battlefield, even if I go directly to fight with people, I can still get along well in the army. . If you really want to run away for no reason, why should I come here to bully you?"
He really isn't following the career path his mother took. He doesn't have such a clear life plan. He has always felt that that period of life in which he trusted his partner's command without reservation and obeyed the organization's arrangements was the most consistent with his own definition of work.
Now Tang Qian finally understood why Song Qiaoyu's existence was so inconsistent. He simply rushed the duck to the shelves.
"I'm so surprised." Song Qiaoyu narrowed her eyes, "Although I don't want to see her, and she doesn't want to see me either. But people can't just die. No matter what the relationship is, since we are grasshoppers on the same boat, everyone has to die. It’s clear.”
At this time, Tang Qian finally began to doubt whether the Song family, which was related to magicism, was a wild family accidentally strayed from a tribe that worshiped tigers descending from the mountains.
