Silver Snow Line [Criminal Investigation]

dare not.
So Xie Qingfei still had his face as a leader, but he had an extra bodyguard on the road.
The bodyguard was not only responsible for driving, but also put a long down jacket on her after getting out of the car, and bent down to zip it up all the way to her chin.
She let him do whatever he wanted and just said, "You are really exaggerating."
Wei Cheng didn't notice and pushed the wheelchair behind her. Xie Qingfei glanced at the other colleagues who had noticed their movements and refused to give in: "I won't sit down. My legs are fine."
"Oh, if you want me to hold you, that's fine."
As soon as Wei Cheng opened his hand, Xie Qingfei sat down decisively and glared at him angrily.
There was a person nearby who was making a fuss and gave Wei Cheng a thumbs up: "You are the one with the idea."

As a result, Captain Xie had to enter the office building in a wheelchair, receiving countless stares along the way.

Kang Zhuo seemed to have been waiting for her for a long time. There was a green stubble on his chin, and he was still wearing the same brown leather jacket. It was the first time Xie Qingfei saw him. In addition to sighing in her heart about his similarities with Lei Heng, she could still immediately notice the difference between the two. Kang Zhuo was visibly cold. Perhaps it was because she was too familiar with Lei Heng and knew his warm and cheerful personality, so the person in front of her seemed particularly unfamiliar to her.

Kang Zhuo had been staring at her since she entered the room, and his gloomy eyes almost saw through her.
Xie Qingfei had no intention of settling any old grudges with him, and said directly: "Deng Jinru has already explained the situation to us. These cases have nothing to do with Lei Heng. You should have no objection to this."
Kang Zhuo was obviously relieved when he heard that Lei Heng was no longer a suspect of the police. He said coldly: "It seems that you are not incompetent."
Xie Qingfei asked curiously, "Do you really think you can put the blame on me by using this little trick?"
Kang Zhuo said: "It's not what I do that matters. Flies don't bite seamless eggs. When I chose you, you were no longer innocent."
Xie Qingfei had no intention of expressing his opinion on this, but just said: "I am very curious. What kind of feelings do you have towards Lei Heng? He is obviously willing to take the blame for you, so why do you feel guilty and think of brotherhood?"
Kang Zhuo stared at her for a long time, and finally smiled after hearing this sentence.
"Lei Heng is just a fool."

Kang Zhuo had indeed envied Lei Heng since he was a child. He had often wondered why he was not the one who was sentenced to be the biological father, since they were exactly the same. He had a bad life. He had to fawn over his stepfather in his new family and was forced by his mother to beg for mercy from a little girl like Kang Wenxia. However, Lei Heng lived a carefree life.
So he would secretly go to Lei Heng to seek warmth, because only his elder brother could give him some love. But the more warmth he got here, the less he wanted to face the sad reality when he returned home. Every time he was scolded, he couldn't help but think about what Lei Heng was doing at that moment. He must be having dinner happily and harmoniously with his father, and they would discuss where to go for fun next weekend. He would never be tortured like him.

Kang Zhuo was torn by this unbalanced mentality and began to imagine that he was also living Lei Heng's life. He gradually looked at his life from the perspective of an outsider, as if this would reduce the pain in his heart. If he had sought medical help, he would know that his condition has a scientific name called dissociation. After all, he has the same face as Lei Heng, and their genetic sequences are almost the same. At most, the souls are in their own places, so how can he prove that he was not put into the wrong body, and everything he experienced was just an illusory projection. Think about it from another angle, why can't he be Lei Heng?

After receiving the jurors' looks of "Are you crazy?", Kang Zhuo sneered indifferently.
Not everyone can face the hardships of life calmly, and being able to endure hardship is not something worth singing about. Even if he escapes from reality, it is because reality has not treated him well first. What's so surprising about that?

In middle school, he skipped classes again and went to look for Lei Heng. Lei Heng was sick that day and Kang Zhuo had the guts to pretend to be him and go to school. This was a very novel and refreshing feeling, because now no one would associate him with the timid Kang Zhuo. He became Lei Heng openly and briefly had the life he had envied since childhood, but -
Li Mu did not find any difference between him and the usual Lei Heng. This was also a part of Lei Heng's life, and Kang Zhuo experienced it all that day.

Xie Qingfei understood immediately: "So it's not a coincidence that you saw Li Mu's novel, nor was it because of the dispute between Lei Heng and him three years ago. You have already come into contact with him at this time?"
Kang Zhuo nodded silently.

It turns out that behind the "good days" he had woven for himself was such a bloody truth. He was so painful that he woke up instantly and wanted to make a clear line with all this immediately. He never told anyone about his experience that day, including Lei Heng. Later, Kang Zhuo grew up and was able to leave home. His life seemed to be on the right track. He was born without the ability to love, so when Deng Jinru appeared in his life and infected him with enthusiasm, he still wanted to desperately grasp this tenderness.
Live in the present, embrace the future, and live your own life.

However, something happened to Lei Heng, and his girlfriend abandoned him at this time, shattering his dream in an instant.

"Have you met my sister-in-law?" Kang Zhuo asked, his eyes blurred as if reminiscing about something. "She is a very strong and kind woman. When my brother got into that situation, it was like the sky had fallen on our family, but she never thought of giving up on him. She always stayed by my brother's side and encouraged him."

Xie Qingfei said nothing.

Kang Zhuo laughed at himself and said, "I have deep feelings for Deng Jinru. Why can't she stay with me like my sister-in-law firmly chose my brother? My family is not good, but this is not my choice. When I was born, no one asked me if I wanted to, so how can this be a reason for me to be abandoned? Why is my brother's life so miserable, but I am still not as good as him? I am too tired, so I want to destroy everything that makes me suffer."
He just found that some things would follow him for the rest of his life, like a brand in his flesh and blood that could not be removed. It was too unrealistic to pray for God's mercy. The only one who could save him was himself.

Xie Qingfei looked at him with pity: "Why can you only see what you have lost, and never look at what you have?"
"What do I have? What else do I have?" Kang Zhuo looked at her with red eyes and laughed as if he had heard a joke. "I haven't even received love, what else can I have?"
"On the morning Kang Wenxia was murdered, you asked your mother to help you take away her clothes. Didn't you ever think that she would expose you?"
Kang Zhuo said decisively: "She also hates Kang Wenxia, ​​so she will also benefit from what I do."
"She hates Kang Wenxia, ​​but you are also a burden to her. She can obviously get rid of you completely. It's really interesting that two people who hate each other encounter problems. Your first thought is to ask her for help, and she really helps you without asking any questions," Xie Qingfei said, "You don't know, she even helped you clean up the crime scene."
Kang Zhuo's pupils trembled slightly, and he was obviously unaware of this.
"What kind of woman is she? She has never been to school and is so weak that she has to compromise with your stepfather to survive. She is also very timid. Just looking at a dead body can keep her awake for days and nights..."
"Stop talking!" Kang Zhuo interrupted her suddenly, "So what! She owes me this! She has to give me something as compensation, otherwise, what is the point of my life? I..."
Kang Zhuo closed his eyes in pain: "These are meaningless."

"So you killed Kang Wenxia because you had a deep grudge against her since childhood?"
"Correct."
"I killed Qin Haiyang because I hated his behavior, but I killed Qin Guodong because I wanted to avenge your sister-in-law."
"Correct."
"Then do you know the previous relationship between Zheng Yuxuan and Lei Heng?"
"Yes, my brother was depressed for a while because of the final result of this case. Although he didn't tell me why he cared so much about Zheng Yuxuan not being punished, I knew it was because he reminded him of Li Mu. What good would Zheng Yuxuan, who enjoys bullying others, be like when he grows up?"

"But didn't you see Fang Yutong, who lived with him, after you killed him?"

On the morning when Zheng Yuxuan was killed, Fang Yutong got up to look for him and heard footsteps and the sound of a chair falling down, which came from the frightened Kang Zhuo. He was a tangled murderer who dared not confront anyone directly during the killing process. He had never thought that there was another person in the house. Maybe he noticed it in advance. After all, the layout of this small home was so warm and full of the breath of girls. That could only mean that Zheng Yuxuan had a girlfriend, but he and Lei Heng did not expect that the other party would be Fang Yutong.

He was extremely surprised and briefly doubted whether he had done something wrong, but there was no turning back now. He still had one last enemy to deal with, Deng Jinru who had abandoned him, and this ultimate figure would be the most crucial chess piece in the last link of his plan.

Kang Zhuo's eyes gradually turned red: "I have been planning for so long just to make everyone suspect you, but you are so lucky."
Xie Qingfei: "You were the one who reported me last time?"
Kang Joo admitted.
Xie Qingfei realized the problem: "Deng Jinru is not dead because Lei Heng found you and exposed everything. It was he who stopped you, so we had time to rescue her alive."
Kang Zhuo pointed at her tremblingly, "That's all because of you! If he hadn't discovered that my target was you, why would he have interfered with my plan? If he hadn't gotten involved and helped you eliminate suspicion, he wouldn't have had to surrender himself! I'm his biological brother, and between you and me, he didn't even choose me..."
Xie Qingfei looked at his crazy face and asked, "Why do you think so?"
Kang Joo looks at her resentfully.

"If you want to kill Kang Wenxia, ​​you don't need to ask her downstairs neighbors about her address, so the person who sent private messages to Du Manhe on Weibo has always been Lei Heng."

Lei Heng didn't seek out the girl from the same city to chat on a whim. He just paid special attention to related words after his fiancée committed suicide. When he saw people expressing negative emotions, he couldn't help but show concern and counseling. Du Manhe was not the only one. The words he said at the beginning were indeed simply intended to comfort Du Manhe by empathizing with her.
But he later discovered his brother's behavior, and he was not a selfless saint, so he still wanted to save his brother's life, so he decided to take the blame for him. Then he sent another private message to Du Manhe in order to provide evidence to the police to prove that he had reason to kill Kang Wenxia. This perverted murderer will do more "justice" things in the future and kill more people who deserve to die.

Kang Zhuo still couldn't believe it: "This is just a coincidence, he doesn't..."
"Did he tell you my address?" Xie Qingfei interrupted him.
Kang Zhuo raised his head in a daze.
"Under what circumstances did he reveal it? Did he say it accidentally?" Xie Qingfei said, "Didn't he tell you that there are only a handful of people who know my address? Didn't I suspect him almost the moment you delivered the stuff?"
Kang Zhuo stood up suddenly as if she had hit the nail on the head. "Impossible, he wouldn't take such a big risk for me. He obviously did it for you, and he obviously turned himself in for you!"
Xie Qingfei leaned back slightly, looking at his familiar face with mixed feelings, and said softly: "In fact, you have already realized this, otherwise you would not have exposed yourself under the surveillance of Xiansheng Road."
Kang Zhuo shook his head subconsciously: "I'm not."
"You knew he wanted to plead guilty for you, so he had to arrange an explosion that he couldn't do to kill Guo Weiqiang in order to cover up the fact that the person who sent the private message was him. You discovered this a long time ago, so why didn't you admit it?" The two people didn't agree on anything, but ended up with the same result.
Lei Heng couldn't let the murderer go unpunished, even though that person was his own brother, and someone had to take responsibility for these lives. But as the eldest brother, he didn't want to push the person out, so he chose to take responsibility for him. Kang Zhuo almost forgot that his now mediocre eldest brother was once an excellent criminal policeman. No matter how many years he had taken off the police uniform, he still had the sharpest insight and determination to find out the truth. He was the biggest surprise in his perfect criminal plan, but also his last way out.

Why can't you believe that there are people in the world who are willing to choose you and love you? Kang Zhuo didn't even dare to be sure of this, but he finally took the blame. His elder brother once had supreme honor, which he had already understood when he met Xu Siruo. In fact, there are still many people who remember that they had received help from Officer Lei. He shouldn't bear the unwarranted stigma and let the identity he was once proud of suffer shame with him.

Xie Qingfei asked softly: "Do you know what the biggest difference between you and Lei Heng is?"
Kangjo stared at her closely.
Xie Qingfei: "When I was a kid, I read revenge literature and always felt that the most exciting parts were the chapters where the protagonist tried to break out of the cage and regain his freedom. Although the plot where he settled accounts with the people who framed him was also very satisfying, it made me lose the excitement. Because the latter shows that he defeated his enemies, while the former is a symbol of his saving himself. Lei Heng has always been saving himself, but you, you have even lost your soul, and you will never be able to live like him."

The good life and love he longed for never appeared out of thin air, and human nature is not so strong and indestructible. There are no gods in the world, and self-salvation is the only way out.
Lei Heng never forgot his name.

Kang Zhuo sat back in his chair as if exhausted, pursed his dry lips, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Actually, I can't figure it out. How did you find out the connection between my method and Li Mu's novel so quickly?"
He was unable to seek revenge on this "source of all evil" as class was an unbridgeable gap, so it was extremely difficult for him to meet Li Mu. Li Mu's reputation was packaged so well and there were people protecting him behind the scenes, so he couldn't even discredit him and could only drag him into the murder case through this roundabout method.
The police locked onto Li Mu in a very short time, which made his subsequent arrangements so hasty.

There was nothing to hide, Xie Qingfei said: "Because a colleague in the team happened to have read this novel."
It was hard to say whether it was a coincidence or not. The colleague who raised the key point was seconded from Tianning Police Station. Xie Qingfei met him later and found that he was a familiar face. He was so familiar that if Lei Heng was there, he would recognize that he had worked with them for many years.
An unknown novel that almost no one will read may only come into the public eye through sharing by old colleagues.
Lei Heng is the person who knows the existence of this book best besides Kang Zhuo.

Without further explanation, Kang Zhuo seemed to have figured this out on his own and suddenly laughed: "He is such a good policeman, he is such a..."

Lu Shaohui watched the whole process on the monitor, opened the door and saw Lei Heng waiting outside. He wanted to smoke, so he searched through his pockets and found a lighter that was almost out of gas. The two of them finally lit the cigarette in the draft, frowning.
"In fact, I was afraid that you were the one who did all these things," Lu Shaohui exhaled smoke, his face hidden behind the white screen, "Because compared to Kang Zhuo's motives, what you said is more likely to..."
It is more understandable to a police officer.

The maintenance of fairness and justice, the restraint of self-morality, and the confusion and hesitation caused by the obstacles that cannot be overcome. To put it bluntly, belief is just an illusory thing. If you want to grasp it and defend it, there is no place to start. You can only rely on your original intention to protect it. The human heart is only the size of a fist, made of flesh and blood, and is the most fragile part of the body. It will be in excruciating pain if it is lightly touched. How many people can endure such pain?

Lei Heng stared at the sparks that burned to his fingertips, his eyes falling on the ground. The tiles were spotlessly clean, and the police badge hanging on the wall was reflected on them.
Behind the glass door not far away sat a strange yet familiar woman, her mother. He did not have a deep impression of her, and had never met her even after growing up and resuming formal contact with Kang Zhuo. He had no idea what kind of person she was.
The smoke blurred the last bit of shadow and he looked away.

When Xie Qingfei pushed his wheelchair out, he saw this smoky and foggy scene.
Lei Heng put out his cigarette, opened the window again, looked down at her for a long time, and asked, "Are you feeling better?"
Xie Qingfei didn't answer: "Walk together?"
"it is good."
Xie Qingfei glanced at Lu Shaohui again. He put the cigarette in his mouth, freed his hands and stood against the wall in a surrender gesture: "I won't tell Wei Cheng, but don't tell him that I have seen you."
Xie Qingfei smiled and said, "I promise not to betray you."

Lei Heng followed her slowly along the tree-lined avenue, and neither of them spoke.
The leaves on the tree were almost all gone, but there was still a burnt yellow leaf that happened to fall into Xie Qingfei's arms. She held up the palm-sized leaf, as if she had returned to the past.

After a long while, she said, "I know I was probably very willful in the past, and I only considered my own mood in everything I did. I must have caused you a lot of trouble."
One is in a wheelchair, the other is on crutches. Both of them have difficulty moving, and they lean on each other, which really seems like they are sharing weal and woe.
Lei Heng put his hand on her shoulder: "I don't think it's troublesome, you were still young at that time."
"You're not that old." Xie Qingfei looked up at him, but he didn't know what to say, so he lowered his eyelashes again, "I know you're upset about Kang Zhuo's matter."
"This is probably the best outcome," Lei Heng said calmer than she had imagined. "If I really confessed for him and he turned around to avenge me, I don't know how many innocent lives would be lost. I... didn't know he was so unhappy. I am actually responsible."

It was the time when primary and secondary school students were leaving school. There were more cars on the road, and students in school uniforms were seen everywhere with their parents. When Pu Yu emerged from the crowd, neither of them noticed her at first. The three of them met each other's eyes across the street, and she eventually came over first.

In the coffee shop on the corner.

Pu Yu sat facing the two people and thought for a long time before speaking: "I have always owed you an apology, especially Lei Heng."
Lei Heng smiled and shook his head: "There is no right or wrong in that matter, Captain Pu."
Pu Yu: "But in the final analysis, it was my arrogance that put you in danger."
Xie Qingfei's eyes moved slightly.
"I have wanted to be a police officer since I was a child, and I want to be the best one. It's a great ambition, but when I realized it, I found it was so difficult." Pu Yu said, "In fact, I don't know who I have been competing with. I always want to prove myself, for fear that others will look down on me if I am not perfect in some way. As I get older, I think these ideas are stupid. Few serious people care about false reputation, and the rest of those who pursue it are not on the same path after all."

Xie Qingfei lowered his eyes, and suddenly he had the illusion that he hadn't seen each other for a long time. When the three of them were still young, they often sat together like this to chat and eat. At that time, the topics were only about passion and energy. But time flies, and it has been many years since they met. There have been too many changes.
She glanced at Lei Heng and suddenly felt that nothing had changed. Their passion was always burning, but it just turned into sparks scattered in their respective corners, and their original intentions would still solidify as they got together. Just like countless pedestrians running on the street separated by a door, like asteroids moving safely in their respective orbits, in the past, present, and future, it will still be like this in ten or a hundred years.

Pu Yu said cautiously: "Qing Fei, I also hope to get your forgiveness, I..."
Xie Qingfei said: "Then please treat us to a meal."
"what?"
"Please..." Xie Qingfei asked Lei Heng, "Copper pot hot pot meat?"
Lei Heng was stunned for two seconds, then suddenly smiled: "I agree."
Pu Yu heaved a sigh of relief and smiled happily: "Okay, okay, I'll treat you!"

The year has come to an end, and there is only a tail left. Perhaps because we are reluctant to let this year pass, the rhythm of heaven and earth seems to have slowed down.

There was a lot of things to do in Pu Yu's team. He had just put down his chopsticks when he received a phone call and left in a hurry.
Xie Qingfei buried his chin in his collar, smelling the irresistible smell of hot pot, and asked Lei Heng: "What are your plans for the future?"
Lei Heng's face was gently surrounded by the night sky that had just darkened. After thinking for a while, he said, "I will accompany Xiao Zhuo through his last days, and then I should cheer up and make good money."
He said: "It doesn't matter how I make do when I'm alone. I want to take good care of that little girl in the future. I have to make money."
Xie Qingfei grabbed his arm and said without hesitation: "If you need help, you must tell me."
Lei Heng chuckled: "I won't be polite with you."
At the intersection, a car slowly stopped.
When Xie Qingfei saw the license plate, he lowered his head even lower.
"I'm leaving."
"Where?"
She sighed, "Jail."

(End of this chapter)