immortal game

Chapter 127 The Immortal Game

【Old Town? Xiajia】

Chen Mo and Han Jiang immediately refreshed at the door of Xia's house. Looking around, the environment still belongs to the old district, and still retains the architectural style of a hundred years ago, which does not belong to the new technological building complex.

When Han Jiang was studying the materials, he also noticed that Anle was thinking that Xia Yang wanted to save money to let his parents and younger brothers live in the new science and technology district, and the senior staff of Anle had housing allocation in the new science and technology district, so Anle was willing to pay the down payment for Xia Yang To let Xia's family move out of the old city is also one of Xia Yang's wishes.As a work unit, the Anle Institute has achieved the ultimate, but Xia Yang's parents categorically rejected this treatment. They only said that they are grateful to the Anle Institute, and their kindness is in their hearts.

Shortly after they knocked on the door, a woman in her sixties opened the door for them.The other party just looked a little haggard, similar to Han Jiang who hadn't slept for many days.But the other party still asked kindly: "Who are you two looking for?"

Han Jiang reported his identity, and the woman was taken aback when she heard that, "Is the police looking for us?"

"It's about Xia Yang's original case—" Before Han Jiang finished speaking, a tall young man came out of the room. His face looked seven or eight points similar to Xia Yang's, and his age was about the same as Qi Yang's, but his height was already the same. Han Jiang is quite.

"My sister has been gone for seven years, what do you policemen want to ask?" The young man's tone was extremely impatient, and even his handsome face became clouded: "And your police card, show me have a look?"

"Ah Guang, have a better attitude, how can you talk to the police comrades like this?" Mother Xia hurriedly tugged at the boy's sleeves, dissuading him.

"Mom, don't worry about it." The little boy stood in front of his mother all of a sudden, and he was a little more ruthless than the youth should be.

It seems that the young man in front of him is Xia Yang's younger brother, and also the first eyewitness of that case - Xia Guang.According to the data, Xia Guang is short and has not shed his baby fat yet, but when he faced the recording pen that the media was about to slap his face, he also showed such an expression that he wanted to bite and bite people.He had just passed his tenth birthday when his sister died, and now he is 17 years old.

Thinking of what happened to him, Han Jiang rarely suppressed his violent temper, and showed his police card to Xia Guang.

After looking at it, Xia Guang frowned even tighter, with a very bad expression on his face, and asked in a deep voice: "Sister, that case was not your responsibility at all. Why do you come to ask after seven years? The gangster is already dead. Why are the police bothering us? Get lost!"

Unexpectedly, even though Xia Guang confirmed the authenticity of Han Jiang's police certificate, he still had a bad attitude, like a hedgehog covered in thorns, and would rush at the two of them if he was not paying attention.

Civil rights are paramount, only words are used to sarcasm, and the police are forbidden to use any words or force to fight back, so Han Jiang had to say patiently again with a pale face: "We found that there may be some problems with Xia Yang's death back then, so we want to ask again you--"

"I saw it with my own eyes. What's the problem?" Xia Guang's voice was not loud at the moment, but his facial expression became even more ugly.

"What do you mean? There is a problem with the cause of Yang Yang's death? Didn't she get robbed and was killed by that pervert?" Mother Xia's gaze suddenly became disbelieving and sad.

No matter how time passes, how can the pain of losing a daughter be forgotten, now Han Jiang and the others are here to uncover Xia's mother's scabbed scars, and cruelly lift off the flesh, which is still dripping with blood.

Han Jiang couldn't bear it for a while, not to mention that at this moment he couldn't say for certain that if Xia Yang was really killed by an immortal, he couldn't tell the news directly to ordinary citizens, even if the other party was the victim's mother.

Therefore, he could only hesitate and say: "The police found some doubts, but they are still not sure, so I came to Xia Guang to check again."

"I have already said what I should say seven years ago!" Xia Guang simply pushed Han Jiang out of the door, and said in a bad tone: "The murderer has been punished, and my sister can't be brought back to life again! Please don't come again, policemen! Bother us!"

With a loud bang, the door closed in front of your eyes.

Han Jiang, who was almost hit on the nose, couldn't help cursing in a low voice.

Han Jiang looked up and was not assigned a sentence just now.

Chen Mo who spoke the lines, Chen Mo looked back at him calmly, then asked for a business card from him, and stuffed the card in through the crack of the door.And read out the first line after this: "If you think of any doubts related to the murder later, you can call this number to contact Police Officer Han."

As soon as Chen Mo finished speaking, the business card was thrown out through the crack of the door.

"..." Chen Mo bent down to pick it up and returned it to Han Jiang.

"Mom! What's the point of crying and crying?! My sister has been dead for seven years! I told you earlier that the murderer has been rewarded with evil and died in the ashes. Would you rather believe that the two A policeman who came out of nowhere doesn't believe what your son said?!" Xia Guang's eager voice came from inside the door.

I couldn't hear what Mother Xia said, only intermittent crying came from inside the door.

For a while, Han Jiang was no longer angry, but kicked the railing of the stairs next to him with a little annoyance.Too anxious, he simply took out an electronic cigarette from his arms and puffed away. Although it was only a simulation effect, it could at least relieve the dryness of his throat.

The two did not choose to leave immediately, Chen Mo waited quietly, while Han Jiang paced back and forth in the corridor.

Sure enough, not long after, the neighbor next to Xia's house opened the door. There was only a crack in the door, and a pair of eyes were exposed from the narrow gap.

Han Jiang has many years of experience in handling cases. If you can’t get much valuable clues from the family of the deceased, you might as well ask their neighbors. Some neighbors will automatically and consciously tell the police what they have even without the police coming to their door. related circumstances.

The door was opened a little wider, revealing the face of the woman among them. She had her hair tied back, her appearance was plain, and there was a large mole on the lower right corner of her mouth.

"Comrade police, comrade police." The woman deliberately lowered her voice and waved to Chen Mo and the other two.

When the two approached, the woman asked Han Jiang to show the police card again. This is the awareness of prevention that most citizens in the city have. In this dungeon world, the police card and other professional documents are all accompanied by relevant barcodes. Citizens only need to turn on the communication device to scan the code to confirm its authenticity, which also curbs fraudulent behaviors such as masquerading to a certain extent.

"Ah, comrade policeman, come in and sit down. I know something about their family. We have been neighbors for decades."

Before the two of them were seated, the woman put on a look of reminiscence, and said slowly: "Hey, no one in the courtyard didn't know about that incident back then, the murderer is really not human, please be nice He was stabbed so many times."

After finishing speaking, the woman squeezed out a few tears, and said slowly: "I watched the two siblings of the Xia family grow up. The elder sister is more than ten years older than the younger brother, and the old Xia family can be regarded as old-fashioned." When Xia Guang was just born, they were still busy with work, and they often left early and returned late. Strictly speaking, Xia Guang was brought up by his sister. The relationship between the two was very good. Later, his sister went to the comfort center. After work, sometimes on the night shift, her brother would move a bench underneath and wait for his sister to come back, and it would take an hour or two."

After the woman finished speaking, she compared the old banyan tree downstairs in the community to several people, "Here, just sit there, that kid used to sit there and wait for his sister to come back from get off work."

It turns out that the relationship between the Xia family siblings is actually very good, so Xia Guang's actions just now are a bit contrary. Even though he firmly believed in what he saw and heard back then, since the police have raised doubts about the case, why did he act like this? Arbitrary, without giving the two of them a chance to talk, isn't he worried that he would make a mistake in judgment when he was still young?

"Hey!" The woman sighed again and then looked at Chen Mo and the two of them.

"..."

Han Jiang coughed and asked cooperatively, "And then?"

"Hey! And then, that day——"

On the day when the tragedy happened, Xia Yang was also on duty in the relief center. It was almost two or three o'clock in the morning when she came back from work. That day, Xia Guang didn't sit under the banyan tree waiting for his sister as usual. They went to play at a classmate's house, and these women didn't know very well. Everyone in the yard had already gone to bed, and Xia Guang himself said it afterward.

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After drooling, he continued, "When he returns to the compound, he will see his sister lying in a pool of blood, under that old banyan tree, tsk tsk, all the blood will flow from her body!"

"The police should know more about what happened later than I do. That kid reported the crime, and the police caught the criminal who fled in fear of crime. I heard that the real murderer couldn't stand the condemnation of his conscience and voluntarily surrendered himself? If I had known earlier, why bother today? At the beginning, this person was really evil, and he killed that girl for nothing."

"That's all I know. Mr. Police, there are still problems with this case? Could it be that he caught the wrong person back then?" When she said this, there were even two lights in the woman's eyes. Han Jiang was sure that it was the case. At this moment he answered yes, within an hour, all the residents in this courtyard will know the news.

So Han Jiang calmly replied: "No, it's just that a case has been involved in it recently, so I want to find out about the situation from the witnesses at that time."

"Oh, that's it." The woman looked a little disappointed, then looked at the time on the communicator, and warmly invited the two of them: "It's almost night, why don't you stay and have a light meal?" ? My girl is about the same age as Xia Guang, she played with her since she was a child, maybe she knows something else."

Logically speaking, Chen Mo and Chen Mo would not choose to stay and disturb others, but it was related to Xia Yang's murder, they nodded and agreed after staring at each other for a while.

"Excuse me." Chen Mo said.

"No, no, just add two more sets of bowls and chopsticks, and thank the two police officers for their kindness." The woman saw that Chen Mo came with Han Jiang, and thought that he was also a policeman .

It was embarrassing for the woman to be busy in the kitchen alone, so Chen Mo went in to help. Han Jiang knew how much he had, so he didn't go into the kitchen to cause trouble.

"Hey, boy, why did you come in, go out and wait, there is a lot of smoke here, be careful not to smoke." The woman said while holding a shovel.

After Chen Mo expressed his willingness to come and help, the woman's eyes showed a strange light, and she repeatedly praised: "Hey, the young man has cooking skills, that's really amazing. How much are you doing?" Gao, it looks like you're going to touch your head when you enter the door."

Chen Mo: "...186."

"Ah, it's amazing, it's amazing." The woman waved the spatula in her hand skillfully and repeated her praises, and asked in passing: "So how old is this year?"

"...21."

"That's about as big as my girl." The woman responded with a smile.

"Who are you? Why are you at my house?" The sound of the door opening came from outside. It turned out that the woman's daughter had come back from school.

Today, students are still under a lot of study pressure, and they still need to take exams for high school and university, but the types of exams are quite different from those in the present world.

"Xiaoyi, this is Mr. Police, you have to be polite." The woman shouted from the kitchen.

"Police? Why did the police come to our house? We didn't do anything bad." The girl called Xiaoyi put down her schoolbag and looked at Han Jiang curiously: "Uncle, what can you do with us?"

Chen Mo also came out of the kitchen at this moment.

"Ah, so there is another one. Little brother, why are you so tall!" Xiaoyi inherited her mother's appearance of seven or eight points, and even her figure is similar to her mother's, both are slightly fat, with round cheeks.