The first snow of the year 2020 came later than usual …
When Han Bin left the police station, snowflakes were falling from the sky.
Han Bin loved snowy weather.
The air was fresh, and the snowflakes were fluttering in the air. The snowflakes squeaked under his feet.
He had not had a snowball fight for a long time.
There was a thin layer of snow on the pedestrian walkway. He did not know how thick it would be tomorrow.
Han Bin's house was not far from the police station. Han Bin did not take a taxi and walked home.
Han Bin had just finished his training and was not in a hurry to go to the police station.
On the way, he saw a stall selling roasted chestnuts. Although it was snowing, the stall did not close.
The aroma of roasted chestnuts wafted over. Han Bin walked to the stall and bought 500 grams of freshly roasted chestnuts.
Han Bin liked to eat roasted chestnuts. It was just that peeling the skin was a little difficult.
Han Bin strolled home. Not only did the snow not get lighter, it got heavier. His hat had turned white.
Han Bin looked at the darkening sky. It was snowing like this for one night. He could have a snowball fight and build a snowman tomorrow.
Han Bin reached his house. Before he opened the door, he heard lively chatter in the house. He knew there should be a guest at home.
When he opened the door, he realized it was not a guest. It was his grandfather.
"Grandpa, when did you come?" Han Bin asked happily.
Originally, Han Bin wanted to call his grandfather when he reached home. It was snowing, so he should stay in the house and not come out. He did not want to slip and fall.
"I came this morning. Your parents said it might snow today. They were afraid I would slip and fall in the yard. So, they brought me here." Han Tingqian smiled.
Han Bin changed his shoes and placed the roasted chestnuts on the coffee table: "Grandpa, eat the chestnuts. They are still warm."
Wang Huifang walked out of the dining room: "Brother Bin, change your clothes first. It is tiring to wear this."
"What are you cooking?"
"Your father insisted on having hotpot," said Wang Huifang.
"It's so fun to eat hotpot on a snowy day. It's so comfortable to drink a pot of wine." Han Weidong's voice came from the dining room.
It was common for the two of them to bicker. Han Bin was too lazy to bother with them. He simply washed up and changed into a clean set of clothes before accompanying Han Tingqian to chat.
"Brother Bin, I heard from your dad that you've been promoted?" Han Tingqian asked with concern.
"Yes, I'm now a Level 2 Superintendent." Han Bin's tone carried a hint of excitement.
"Are you busy this year?"
"That's hard to say. It's different from the police station. It depends on how many cases there are."
Han Tingqian hesitated for a moment. "I was thinking that we should spend the year in the city and not go back to our hometown."
In the past, Han Bin's family of four would spend the New Year in their hometown. This had become a tradition, and it was not easy to get the old man to agree.
Han Bin knew that his grandpa was being considerate. Otherwise, his grandpa would definitely prefer to spend the New Year in their hometown, which was more festive.
"Grandpa, wherever you are, it's the New Year." Han Bin smiled.
Actually, Han Bin also wanted to go back to his hometown for the New Year. It felt more festive that way. The big yard, visiting relatives, heating the kang … These were all memories of his childhood.
But he was now a police officer, and a criminal police officer. Once he had a mission, it would be a major incident. The people couldn't leave him, and Qingdao couldn't leave him either.
Knock, knock. There was a knock on the door. Han Bin stood up. "Who is it?"
"Brother Bin, it's me."
Han Bin opened the door. There was a fat figure standing outside with a lot of things in his hands.
"Uncle, why are you carrying these things?"
"Take them. I didn't buy them for you." Wang Qingsheng put the things in Han Bin's hands.
Wang Qingsheng entered the house. His chubby face was full of smiles. "Uncle, how have you been recently?"
"Good, very good." Han Tingqian stood up and invited Wang Qingsheng in. "You don't have to carry anything."
"It's my duty. This is to show respect to you." Wang Qingsheng took off his jacket. He was still wearing a down jacket.
Han Bin frowned. "Uncle, it's so cold, and it's almost the New Year. You don't have to set up a stall."
"It's cold, but many people only have time and money at the end of the year. I still have to set up a stall. It's the last winter. Next year, I'll think of a way to set up a stall." Wang Qingsheng rubbed his face. His chubby face was a little numb from the cold.
Everyone was here, and the hot pot officially started.
Wang Huifang didn't like to eat hot pot at home. In her words, the house was full of the smell of oil and smoke.
So, usually, hot pot was eaten on the balcony. Fortunately, the balcony area of Han Bin's house was not small. He also bought a rectangular folding table and ate the hot pot directly on the balcony. This way, the house wouldn't smell of hot pot.
Although the temperature on the balcony was definitely lower than in the dining room, eating hot pot with a pot of white wine, not only did it not feel cold, but it was also very comfortable.
…
The next morning.
Han Bin opened the window. A fresh gust of cold air hit his face. It was white outside, and the snow was already up to his feet.
Han Bin ate breakfast and left the house earlier than usual. He called Li Hui to walk to work together.
The roads were slippery when it was snowing. It was not safe to drive to work.
Moreover, Qingdao was a coastal city. The temperature was not too low. The temperature during the day should be above zero. Who knows when the snow would melt.
Walking on a snowy day was also a good feeling. It was only a few times a year.
When they arrived at the police station, Han Bin was immediately surrounded by a group of colleagues. They all asked about the training.
Han Bin had nothing to hide, so he explained the situation of the training.
At noon, they had a casual meal in the cafeteria. Han Bin and the others went to the yard. They originally wanted to build a snowman and have a snowball fight. However, it was already sunny. The sun was high in the sky, and the snow had begun to melt.
This was a bit disappointing. Han Bin and the others made a few snowballs and returned to the office.
After putting the snowball next to the window, Han Bin began his lunch break.
…
Past one o 'clock in the afternoon.
Yanxi Road.
There was a Qiming Elementary School nearby.
Children went to school in twos and threes.
It was snowing today. The children were very happy. They walked, played, and had a snowball fight.
There was a snowman on the sidewalk. Under the sun, it had begun to melt.
Three children walked to the snowman. One of the round-faced, chubby children made a snowball and shouted, "Go, shuriken!"
The snowball hit the snowman's head.
"Yeah, it hit." The little boy looked very happy.
A tall little boy shouted and quickly rushed to the snowman: "Konoha Whirlwind Kick."
The little boy kicked the snowman with one leg.
Another child with a red scarf was not to be outdone. He hit the snowman's chest with his palm: "Raiton, Chidori!"
The three people took turns to attack the snowman, causing the snowman, which had begun to melt, to begin to fall a large piece of snow.
Children at this age have a natural desire to destroy. They don't care who made the snowman, and they don't care about the thoughts of the person who made the snowman. All they care about is whether they are happy or not.
As long as the snowman is destroyed, they will feel happy.
"Hey, there seems to be something in this snowman." The tall little boy said.
"It's true. Let's open it and see." The chubby child said.
The three of them removed the snow on the snowman's head. The more they removed, the redder the snow became, from the beginning of light red to dark red.
After pulling it open completely, a bloody and mangled face was revealed.
"Pata." An eyeball fell to the ground.
"Ah!"
"Ah!"
"Ah …"
Three exclamations sounded, and the three little boys were frightened.
One of them ran away.
One of them was so scared that he wet his pants.
Another one squatted on the ground, covering his face and crying.
…
Half an hour later, Han Bin arrived at the scene with his men. A cordon had been set up around the snowman. Several police officers were guarding outside the cordon, and there were many onlookers around.
After Han Bin showed his police officer's ID, he successfully entered the scene.
The people who maintained order at the scene were the police officers of Yanxi Police Station, and the person in charge was Sheriff Qin Dingzhan.
After the introduction of the two sides, Han Bin went straight to the point: "Sheriff Qin, where are the three children?"
"The children were frightened and have been taken away by their parents."
"Did you leave your contact information?"
"I left their parents' contact information, but the children were frightened. It is estimated that it will be difficult to take a statement for a while."
Han Bin nodded and took his men to check the scene.
"Pay attention to your feet. Don't destroy the scene."
"This is the sidewalk. The snow nearby has been trampled solid. I guess the suspect's footprints have been destroyed long ago," Li Hui muttered.
Han Bin observed the scene. Indeed, as Li Hui said, there were many footprints around. The snow around the snowman had been trampled solid, and the suspect's footprints were likely covered.
Everyone looked at the snowman. The snowman was about one meter tall. Because of the melting and destruction, it was a little broken, especially the head, which was only about two-thirds left.
A bloody face was hidden in the middle of the snowman. The face was badly damaged, and the facial features had been damaged. It looked like it had been hit hard by a blunt object.
Zhao Ming walked closer and pointed to a lock of long hair: "This should be a woman."
Tian Li shrugged: "Men can also have long hair."
"This snowman is only one meter tall. Could it be that its legs were cut off?" Sun Xiaopeng drew a line.
"The face is smashed. The murderer is too cruel." Li Hui smacked his lips.
"More cruel things are hidden in the snowman. It will probably become a nightmare for the three children." Tian Li showed a sympathetic look.
"Da Da Da …" At this moment, the forensic doctor Wu Xia came over with her assistant.
Han Bin greeted and led his men to the side.
It was better to leave the professional work to the professionals.
Han Bin and the others did not go far. They watched the forensic doctor and the technical team deal with the body.
The technical team first built a simple shed to block the view of the surrounding people. Then, they peeled off the snow layer by layer. In order to avoid losing evidence, they sieved the snow with a sieve.
After the snow was peeled off, the person inside was revealed.
It was a naked woman, kneeling on the ground. Her body was graceful, her skin was tight, and her long black hair was draped over her shoulders. If one looked at her from the back, it would definitely make one's imagination run wild.
Zhao Ming opened his mouth wide and muttered, "I'm being abused. This is too cruel. She's such a good girl, and he actually did that to her … Can't he let a bachelor live?"
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