Sha Qing

Ep25 Tinder

After seeing the corpse half buried in the mud at the bottom of the lake, Leo returned to the wooden house and immediately called the local police. It was a girl about ten years old, her hands were tied by ropes, and her waist was tied with a circle for running. The lead bag, pale and swollen face blistered by water, a pair of gray-blue eyes opened roundly.

Li Biqing has been sitting on the boardwalk with his knees buried in his face into his arms. Leo knew how uncomfortable he was now, and no one remained indifferent after seeing the murdered body of such a young child.

Due to the remote location, the New Jersey police car arrived more than an hour later. A white police officer named Eden, led by a white police officer, checked the Leo's credentials with a respectful attitude and asked him about the discovery of the body. . Routine records were quickly completed. The little girl's body was salvaged, put into a bag and placed in a police car. Some police officers stayed to continue the investigation of the scene. Others were preparing to take the body back to the forensic doctor.

Li Biqing's face was still pale, but he seemed to have calmed down. He went to Eden, who was whispering to Leo. "I advise the police to search the entire bottom of the lake," he told the state police.

"You mean ..." Eden was a little confused about the relationship between this Chinese boy and the FBI, but apparently this is not the time to care about this.

"I think it's possible-although I don't want this to happen in my eyes-but I still ask you to search the bottom of the lake thoroughly," Li Biqing turned around, and finally spit out a sentence: "I suspect more than one such body . "

Eden's face changed: "You mean, this is a serial homicide?" He spends most of his time patrolling on the highway and has never seen such a battle. If the boy's guess is not unfounded ... Heck, there have been no serial killings in New Jersey for seven years. Why did he miss this appointment? This type of case has a high media attention rate, and the killer is extremely cunning and brutal. The police handling the case must bear considerable pressure. For Eden, who has always wanted to patrol roads, it is a chore.

What evidence do you have? Eden wanted to refute this, but the FBI criminal leader, who was as handsome as the movie star, seemed to trust the boy's judgment. The dark-haired detective frowned and said, "Maybe you should set a larger martial law range and evacuate the tourists first. If it is a serial murder, I will take over the investigation."

The worried state police couldn't wait to throw out the hot potato, and immediately agreed: "Okay, I will send more people to search for the bottom of the lake, but this lake is too big, and I can't guarantee that there is no oversight."

"Do your best," said the agent.

This will take at least two or three days. I am afraid that the wooden house by the lake will not be able to live. Even if they can ignore the warning tape, the two are unwilling to take a holiday under the attention of a busy group of state and county police.

"What to do?" Li Biqing asked.

Leo said, "Go back to New York first, or find a nearby town to live in."

Li Biqing chose the latter, although New York is not far away. The hair of the little injustice at the bottom of the lake was not only tangled in his feet. Until now, he still felt a chill on his ankle, as if a cold, wet hand still held it tightly.

He couldn't help hitting a thriller. The cool breeze in the mountains at night was so cool that Leo took off his coat and put it on his shoulder. "It's dark, live in the cabin for one night, and leave tomorrow."

At night, the police left a bright yellow on-the-spot guard band and several duty officers who left after waiting for dawn.

Li Biqing sat on the windowsill and looked at the lake in a daze. Leo came to him and said, "Sorry, I'm afraid I'm planning a vacation."

"It's not your fault," the boy whispered. "And you saved my life. I haven't thanked you yet."

"Do we need to be so polite between us, not to mention the old Chinese saying, thank you very much."

"It's the same thing." Li Biqing smiled, "But that sentence generally has the following text:‘ Become acquainted with yourself ’.”

Leo choked for a few seconds before he basically understood the meaning of the idiom. He suddenly felt a little breathless. "What does it mean?" He forced open the little paw that scratched his heart and asked calmly.

Li Biqing crooked his head and looked at him. The serious temperament on the handsome and serious face of the federal agent was like the glass cover on the diamond showcase, which made people have a strong impulse to break.

The joke is almost here, and it is a little too far down, Li Biqing reminded himself. But a force that could not be resisted by manpower pushed the wheel and deviated a little outside the set track. His fingers seemed to have a sense of independence, and he tickled lightly towards the black-haired detective, signaled to move closer, and then after the other person took two steps, his fingers caught the second button on the shirt, slowing his upper body. Pull down slowly.

Leo allowed this finger to drag and dominate his body. Numerous voices in his brain buzzed into one piece, but he couldn't hear a word ... it was just like a demon! He thought in his heart, both joy and pain, this is a test set by the devil, just to test the limits of a mortal's self-control and desire to restrain ...

It was so close that it couldn't be closer, so that you could clearly see the projection of the other person's pupils, and felt the slight trembling of the very soft hair on the other person's lips ...

Is this a joke? It seems that it is no longer a joke. The Chinese boy who seems uncomfortable even saying the word **** is unlikely to make such an excessive joke with his gentle and restrained personality.

Or is this actually a temptation? Is it a hint? Leo was confused and speculative, but now he can't think normally, his fragmented reason is getting farther and farther away from him, only the desire and emotion are infinitely clear.

Just one second before the dam collapsed, Hong Feng diverted—the boy's lips passed by his cheeks, and his other hand pricked a short-winged worm from his hair: a dead leech , Or something else. That's not important, what's important is that the thick and ambiguous illusion of the previous moment disappeared.

"You have a worm in your hair." Li Biqing said earnestly, pinching the corpse with two fingers, with an expression that made Leo vomit blood.

"Leave it alone! What were you trying to say?"

"What? I forgot ... oh, that idiom means that this body is now yours, frying, frying, and stewing at your discretion."

Leo was silent.

"This joke is not funny at all, boy, reminds me of a serial homicide case that took over three years ago. When I caught that perverted ogre, he was dusting pepper into the bone soup." He revealed a pair Unbearable look.

Li Biqing closed his mouth with his fist, "Sorry ..."

"Just a joke? Can't make it."

"No, for dinner later, I just made a pot of bone soup and sprinkled it with pepper."

Federal agent sighed with his finger on his forehead: "You are such a genius, Li Biqing."

"Will I cook another pot of fish soup?"

"Use the fish in this lake? No, thank you. I don't want to go to Lenovo to fatten them."

"Then there are only microwave hot dogs."

"Is there an unfinished lunch in the car today? Well, I'd rather choke on that."

The scene of almost getting out of control was so pulled back, and the two returned to a relaxed and happy atmosphere. The impulsive passion before was buried in the ashes like a extinguished tinder.

Fortunately, there is still room to turn around, a man thought gratefully and regretfully.

Fortunately, not too far off track, another man thought just as gratefully and regretfully.

The following morning, news came from the state police that the identity of the deceased had been confirmed. Nine-year-old Renee Doer came from a nearby place called "Shuixia Town". Leo and Li Biqing decided to drive the pilot to the small town. As for whether there were other victims, Eden would call to tell them the situation after the entire lake was turned over.

When they reached an ordinary house in Shuixia Town, the local county police had taken control of the scene and was planning to take away a middle-aged woman. Her body was bloated, her expression indifferent, her golden brown hair cut too short, and she looked dull and uninteresting. She might have been beautiful for more than a decade, but her life was drained and she was left obese.

After Leo showed his credentials, he talked to a tall county policeman.

"Her name is Bellelie, the mother of the deceased—in the genetic sense." The county policeman gave the woman a grim look.

"How to say?"

"She is simply not worthy of being a mother, abusing children, scolding them, not giving them enough food and warmth, and even more vicious, she drowned her six-month-old son in her bathtub, more than two years ago . "

"Not sentenced?" Federal agents questioned, and anger began to gather in his eyes.

"Many doctors diagnosed her with schizophrenia and could not bear legal responsibility, so she was admitted to a psychiatric hospital. In May this year the hospital said her condition had improved to the point that it would not affect daily life, so she was released. It came out. When she returned, she asked the church in the town to return the custody of her two daughters. Before that, the two poor children were under the care of Father Bai Yisi-if only the father had been taking care of him, big The one that is not at the bottom of Chen Shihu is a pretty little girl ... "The county policeman sighed sympathetically.

"Do you now suspect Belle has killed Renee?"

"It's not difficult for her, is it? It's just that the bathtub is bigger." The county policeman said coldly, "What's even better is that she also has a shield, 'schizophrenia', what a good amulet. "As long as you change hospitals for another three or five years, you can come out and continue to harm the last daughter."

Li Biqing stood behind Leo, not knowing what kind of expression to face these words. A mother! How cold is it to drown a six-month-old biological son in the bathtub? Was her heart made of the serpent's teeth, the scorpion's tailspin, and the flames of hell? He would rather believe that she was a real schizophrenic without knowing what happened.

Bellaire moved her stiff steps towards the police car. No one cared about her life or death. She didn't seem to care about everything around her.

Leo walked towards this run-down house with a sullen expression. There is a small body hidden in the shadow on the side of the steps below the porch. It is a curled-up girl of about five or six years old, wearing a dirty white skirt, and two county police officers are squatting softly on the ground and whispering softly. Soothe her. But she held her knees silent and did not move.

This is probably the youngest daughter, Leo thought with pity. Poor child, sister and brother are dead, mother is murderer, this world is like a nightmare that never wakes up to her. He couldn't help coming closer to her.

The little girl suddenly raised her face, as if feeling something, looking straight at him.

That face-Leo took a step back!

The girl has lush, seaweed-like, light blonde hair. Although she is cluttered and neglected, she still wears cute little curly hair. Her blue eyes are as clear as the sky washed by rain. She is beautiful. little angel.

Like being struck by a flash of lightning, Leo's face was frozen in extreme shock and disbelief, and he stepped back two steps.

Li Biqing noticed something strange, and stepped forward and held his arm. "Rio?" He looked at the cold sweat of the black agent rolling down his forehead, feeling that his whole muscles were shaking, and he could n’t help but ask: Leo, your face is ugly ... "It's almost like seeing a ghost. He didn't dare to say the second half.

"Dai Bi, will you come out? Don't be afraid, we will protect you, Debi?" The squatting policewoman called the little girl's name gently.

Leo's face turned greener and paler, and his blood color faded away, like a cancer patient on the verge of death. The only connection with life was the breath that would not be swallowed.

"Let's go, let's go back to the car first." Li Biqing was anxious and worried, but could not grasp the clue, but could only grab his arm and take it to the side of the car. Leo allowed him to drag, as if the soul had drifted to another world.

Li Biqing shoved him into the back seat, feeling that he was plugging a walking dead, "Leo!" He was really scared, and slapped him on the face of the opponent: "Wake up!"

Leo's cheeks swelled immediately, but this also successfully awakened his consciousness, and the feeling of living creatures returned to his eyes.

Li Biqing regretted it as soon as he shot: how can he hit his face shortly after his maxilla was just operated? It was a moment of dizziness.

"Are you okay, Leo?" He asked nervously. "What happened?"

"... It's okay, people are a little uncomfortable." Leo replied, sounding like a snow-moon floating in the air.

"Sick? Let's go to the hospital!"

"No! It's much better now, I just want to lie down."

Li Biqing hesitated, watching the dark-haired detective look extremely tired, and decided to follow his meaning, and first find a hotel to rest.

Just at the end of the street, there is a small hotel with a "green season hotel" on the neon sign at the door. Unable to be fussy about the environment, Li Biqing parked the car directly in the courtyard and took Leo to the lobby. "Open a room!" He hurriedly said to the thin middle-aged woman behind the counter.

"One or two?" The woman lifted her face with heavy mascara and eyeliner to look at them.

"Whatever!" Li Biqing answered impatiently.

"One in the end! Or two!" The woman glared at them, her scarlet lips slipping down dissatisfied.

"one!"

Leo's condition is bad, he has to take care of him.

"Two single beds, or a double bed?" The woman continued.

An unknown fire surged, and Li Biqing slapped at the counter, slap the plastic box with the hotel introduction coloring page into pieces: "You **** endless? Give me the keys!"

The frightened woman hurriedly opened the drawer, grabbed a key, and quickly passed it. Li Biqing grabbed the key, pulled out a stack of banknotes from his pocket, and threw it to the counter, then pulled Leo up the stairs.

The woman subconsciously wanted to call the police. After picking up the microphone, she suddenly found that the stack of banknotes was much thicker than she had expected. After counting carefully, she lowered the microphone with satisfaction and began to fill in the resident registration card skillfully: "Jack Smith, Tom Wilson, home address ..."

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