Yan Ji held his phone and strode out of the forensics room. After a while, Ma Xiang, who received his call, hurried over from the Criminal Investigation Detachment downstairs. "What's wrong, Yan Ge? What mole are you talking about?"
"The kidnappers didn't randomly choose the girls to be the executioners, but there was a screening mechanism." Yan Ji pointed to the place under his right shoulder near his arm, and his face was unusually gloomy. "Li Yuxin and Bu Wei both have a red mole on their right shoulder socket. This is their common point. And this position is difficult to be exposed no matter if they wear suspenders or a strapless collar. Girls of fifteen or sixteen years old may not wear off-shoulder dresses. That is to say, only parents, sisters, roommates, and intimate boyfriends can know that there is a red mole in this position, excluding accidental situations such as changing rooms and public bathrooms. Basically, there is no one else. "
Ma Xiang was stunned, but he was already a very experienced criminal police officer. He quickly calmed down. "Bu Wei and Li Yuxin don't live on campus. Both of their hymens are intact. According to Bu Wei's confession, we can basically rule out other borderline sexual behaviors. Is the biggest possibility is their parents? "
Yan Ji suddenly stopped. "How did Bu Wei's parents die?"
Ma Xiang immediately said, "We'll check it out right away!"
"Bu Wei and Li Yuxin's parents, sisters, female relatives, close friends, classmates, and neighbors … Don't let any of them go. Start screening immediately. Red moles are not so common. These two girls must have some connection that we don't know yet! "
Yan Ji stepped forward again. No one could see through his calm face that his brain seemed to be divided into two halves at the moment. One half of his brain methodically gave Ma Xiang all kinds of instructions to screen, while the other half repeatedly flashed the warm and thin shoulders of Jiang Stops in the soft bathrobe.
All kinds of confused suspicions, doubts, fears, and unreal feelings ran rampant in the other half of his brain.
That was not an illusion. The moment when Bu Wei looked up from the bottom was not an illusion at all. It was the result of being deliberately selected.
And the real executioner in the King Of Spades's mind was Jiang Stops from the very beginning!
"Is Han Xiaomei still looking after Bu Wei in the hospital?" Yan Ji suddenly asked.
Ma Xiang was quickly memorizing the order in which Yan Ji had instructed him to search the body. He didn't even raise his head when he heard Meng Qi's words, "Yes, how dare we leave her alone? What's wrong?"
"Inform Han Xiaomei to ask the doctor to check if there are any traces of plastic surgery on Bu Wei's face." Yan Ji paused and then said in a deep voice, "I'll go there personally."
Bu Wei's condition was much better than yesterday.
In the garden downstairs of the inpatient department, Han Xiaomei was pushing a wheelchair for a stroll. Bu Wei, who was wearing a white cotton nightgown, sat quietly on the wheelchair. Her white hands were folded on her thighs, and her shiny long hair was braided into a twist, gently and delicately hanging on her side.
That hair was obviously braided by Han Xiaomei when she had nothing to do. The fun between these girls might have soothed Bu Wei's fragile and sensitive nerves. When she saw Yan Ji again, she only obviously shrank to Han Xiaomei's side. She didn't immediately lose her mind and scream like she did in the ward yesterday.
"Do you still recognize me?" Yan Ji stood in front of the wheelchair and looked down at her and asked.
"…"
Bu Wei lowered her head, only revealing the top of her black hair. After a while, she raised her face little by little and said very subtly, "… Police."
Yan Ji's hand in his trouser pocket clenched his palm — yes, it was this 45-degree tilt of her cheek. Looking down from above, her brow bone and the end of her eyes were exactly the same as Jiang Stops's!
But Yan Ji's calm face didn't change at all, "Yes. Do you still remember Shen Xiaoqi? "
Bu Wei held Han Xiaomei's arm tightly, as if she was ready to grab this life-saving straw and run away at any time. This kind of trembling appearance wouldn't be very cute on ordinary people, but on the girl's natural face, there was a kind of charm that made people not dare to look at her directly.
Yan Ji didn't move his eyes away and stared at her closely. After a long time, he heard her squeeze out three words,
"Shen Xiaoqi …"
Then her slender eyelashes fluttered, and peach-red color spread like paint. Tears rolled down her cheeks without warning.
"Hey, why are you crying?" Han Xiaomei was shocked and quickly took out a tissue to wipe her tears, "It's okay, it's okay. Shen Xiaoqi will be fine. It's all in the past! … "
Yan Ji grabbed Han Xiaomei's hand, and the tissue froze in midair.
"Shen Xiaoqi won't be fine. Everything is not over." Yan Ji leaned over and stared at Bu Wei's lovely tearful eyes, and said word by word.
Bu Wei's pupils suddenly shrank.
"Shen Xiaoqi has been in a coma for almost two weeks. The doctor said that the possibility of brain death or becoming a vegetable is very high. In other words, the boy who sent you flowers will be a corpse that can only breathe from now on. He will never wake up again."
"Of course, this is still better than your predecessors." Yan Ji's gaze was so sharp that it almost pierced through the mist of tears, directly into her eye sockets and even into her brain. "After all, that boy named He Liang, the corpse you saw on Tianzong Mountain, was so rotten that even his own mother couldn't recognize him. And Li Yuxin, the 'executioner' who killed He Liang under the coercion of the kidnappers. Do you think she escaped death after coming back? No, her body is now lying on the autopsy table of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, half an hour's drive from here. She was once as naive as you, thinking that as long as she didn't say anything, the murder would become a secret that only the dead and herself knew. "
"In comparison, isn't it better to become a vegetable, hmm?"
Yan Ji stared at the girl who was desperately shaking her head, struggling, and trying to cover her ears. His deep voice was very penetrating, and it sounded a little cold. "But you may not be as lucky as Shen Xiaoqi, who can peacefully lie in bed in a vegetative state for the rest of your life. You are more likely to end up like Li Yuxin, dying like an ant one day in the future, and then add an insignificant page to the thick stack of old cases of the police. Look at me, Bu Wei! Don't you want to avenge Shen Xiaoqi? Ah?! What's the use of crying?! "
Han Xiaomei's teeth were chattering. "Captain, Captain Yan! … "
"I don't know, I really don't know, I beg you …" Bu Wei cried until she couldn't breathe. Her whole body was shaking so much that her bones were cracking. She bent her knees and curled up into a ball. She looked so pitiful that even a cold-hearted person couldn't bear it. "I beg you, I beg you, I'm really scared, sob sob sob …"
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