Reborn in 97, I solved a cold case at the Municipal Bureau

Chapter 392 Three-Point Image

Qin Beihai's words stunned Zhou Yi.

Under the dim yellow light overhead, several small moths hovered continuously.

On the chessboard, Zhou Yi's general was cut off from his life by the opponent's pieces.

"Mr. Qin...I've been anonymously reported?"

Qin Beihai nodded.

"What is the content of the report?" Zhou Yi asked quickly.

"I don't know about that. I just asked around a bit after you called me this morning."

Zhou Yi's mind raced. Old Qin had said "anonymous report," so he naturally wouldn't ask such a foolish question as who reported it.

However, there are actually many tricks to so-called anonymous whistleblowing. How to whistleblower, which department to whistle with, and how to achieve true anonymity rather than fake anonymity that can be detected all require skill.

To put it bluntly, ordinary people who want to report anonymously have nowhere to turn.

Therefore, this person who was able to anonymously report and succeed must not be an ordinary person.

As for the content of the report, it will most likely be about his relationship with Lu Xiaoshuang. To avoid suspicion, he certainly won't be on the list of members of the special task force.

After much thought, Zhou Yi realized that he had never done anything against the rules or regulations. At most, he had just gone to Qian Hongxing's villa for a meal with his family, which shouldn't have been a mistake.

That would be a very serious problem. Whether it was the initial suspicion that Lu Xiaoshuang was the victim or the later discovery of the missing Lu Xiaoshuang, this information was only circulated within the Hongcheng City Public Security Bureau.

Very few people knew that he and Lu Xiaoshuang had frequent interactions.

Could it be that the person who anonymously reported me is someone from the Municipal Public Security Bureau?

Or was the murderer so resourceful that they foresaw everything and used an anonymous tip to get themselves kicked out of the task force?
But why does it have to be directed at yourself?
What makes me special that I'm being targeted?

Suddenly, a thought that Zhou Yi had never considered before popped into his mind. This thought sounded like a fantasy, but it also had a certain possibility.

What if the murderer of the grand case were also reborn?

Does that mean that all the different times and methods of committing crimes compared to the previous life can be explained?

Even the anonymous accusation against him can be explained.

Furthermore, considering Lu Xiaoshuang's inexplicable disappearance and subsequent inexplicable transformation into a criminal suspect, it becomes even more chilling to think about.

A reborn murderer, through clever planning and design, turns the victim from the previous life into the murderer in this life!

What kind of extremely psychologically twisted and deranged killer could do such a thing!
Zhou Yi hoped that this was just his own wild imagination. If there really was a similarly reborn perverted murderer, then he couldn't be sure if he could defy fate and change his destiny.

"Mr. Qin, do you know whether this anonymous report was submitted to the provincial level or the city level?"

Qin Beihai answered with two words: "The city."

Zhou Yi looked down at the chessboard, remaining silent.

Qin Beihai spoke slowly, "Zhou Yi, why are you so fixated on this case? Was it because my suggestion to you last time made you overthink things?"

Qin Beihai had met Zhou Yi before because of the dismemberment case in Donghai Community, and gave him advice on pursuing further education, which enlightened Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi shook his head: "Old Qin, I'm not trying to claim credit. I've thought carefully about your suggestions and I agree with them. Your words have indeed helped me resolve some of my inner conflicts. But in the two months since I was transferred from the police station, I've been working tirelessly on these cases, and it's never been for personal gain. I just want to find the truth for those who have died."

Zhou Yi looked up and said earnestly, "I just want to do my best to prevent the truth from being silenced by time."

Qin Beihai looked at him with a complicated expression, while Zhou Yi's gaze was unwavering.

He was certain that this was a major case, and he had to solve it, both for public and private reasons!

If we really can't get into the special task force, then we'll wait until the task force is disbanded and the case is returned to the Hongcheng City Public Security Bureau for further investigation.

If, unfortunately, Lu Xiaoshuang is ultimately prosecuted as the murderer, then I will find the best lawyer to help her appeal.

He will fight the murderer to the death at all costs in this major case!
After a long silence, Qin Beihai lowered his eyelids, leaned back, and said, "I can recommend you to join the task force."

Zhou Yi was overjoyed.

But Qin Beihai added, "The premise is that you first resolve the issue of anonymous reporting."

Zhou Yi understood what Qin Lao meant. No matter how high Qin Beihai's reputation was, he was still a forensic doctor, and he could only recommend himself within the public security system.

However, the anonymous whistleblowing was clearly no longer just an internal matter of the public security bureau, and resolving the whistleblowing issue was tantamount to proving his innocence to Qin Beihai.

Zhou Yi immediately stood up, bowed deeply, and said, "Thank you, Elder Qin!"

"Please sit down, there's no need for this," Qin Beihai said with a smile.

Zhou Yi sat down again, his gaze falling on the chessboard.

He suddenly realized that his checkmated situation was not actually a dead end.

He picked up a chess piece and moved it to a position.

Although his chariot would be captured, sacrificing it not only saved his king but also revitalized the rest of the pieces. Qin Beihai looked at his move and smiled with satisfaction.

At the end of the game, Zhou Yi and Qin Beihai each retrieved their pieces.

Zhou Yi asked a question, which was also the question he wanted to verify.

"Mr. Qin, to be honest, you and your wife have been too good to me. I really don't know what I've done to deserve your high regard. May I ask why?"

Qin Beihai didn't seem surprised by Zhou Yi's question. He said, "Wait a moment," and then got up and left.

A moment later, Qin Beihai took a photo frame, sat back down opposite him, and handed the photo frame to Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi took the picture with a puzzled look. The frame was very clean, and the glass was spotless, obviously because it was wiped down frequently.

The photo is black and white, quite old, and a bit blurry. It's a solo portrait of a tall, well-built young man, whose facial features are still discernible.

“This is my son, Qin Feng,” Qin Beihai said.

Zhou Yi was taken aback. Qin Feng in the photo looked very young, only in his early twenties.

Could it be that……

"This is a photo of him when he was twenty-one, and it's also his last photo. He was the same age as you are now, twenty-three," Qin Beihai said calmly.

These words brought a pang of sorrow to Zhou Yi's heart. Given Qin Beihai's age, if his son had passed away at the age of twenty-three, it must have been more than ten years ago.

Losing a child in old age is undoubtedly one of the greatest tragedies in life. Zhou Yi finds it hard to imagine how these two elderly people managed to get through it.

"Mr. Qin, please accept my condolences."

"Don't you think you and Xiaofeng look a bit alike?"

Qin Beihai's words surprised Zhou Yi greatly, and he looked down at the photo in his hand.

The Qin Feng in the photo is indeed about the same height and build as me, but he looks more energetic.

However, in terms of facial features, Zhou Yi himself felt that he was only about 30% similar to Zhou Yi.

It's far from being very similar.

However, this finally made him understand why the Qin Beihai couple were so warm towards him. It turned out that they felt he resembled their deceased son and had projected their longing for their son onto him.

Maybe this is fate.

In his previous life, he met Qin Beihai, who was over seventy years old, once because of a case. But at that time, he himself was already a middle-aged man approaching forty, and he had long lost the vigor of youth. Naturally, he could not make Qin Beihai feel that he resembled his son.

After all, Qin Feng's life ended at the age of twenty-three.

"Mr. Qin... how did your son pass away?" Zhou Yi asked in a trembling voice.

Qin Beihai looked up at the darkness outside the window and said softly, "He died in the line of duty. He was just like you, working hard in a grassroots police station. That night, sigh..."

Then, Qin Beihai told Zhou Yi the story of his son, Qin Feng.

This story is filled with regrets that the two elderly people could never let go of in their lives.

Qin Feng is the second child of Qin Beihai and his wife. Their life has been full of hardships. Their first child, a girl, unfortunately passed away from illness at the age of five, which was a huge blow to the couple.

Both were intellectuals, and quite sentimental, especially his wife, who worked in the cultural field. They suffered from psychological trauma due to their daughter's early death, and it wasn't until they were both in their thirties that they overcame this trauma and had a son, Qin Feng.

Logically speaking, Qin Feng, as their only son and having been born late in life, should have been spoiled rotten.

However, both of them were intellectuals, government officials, and accomplished individuals who were able to stand alone in their respective fields.

They naturally placed high hopes on their son, hoping that Qin Feng would surpass them from a young age.

But things didn't go as planned. Qin Feng was a clumsy child from a young age, and his performance in all aspects could be described as mediocre.

This caused the couple great distress, especially after Qin Feng started school, as he was not as outstanding in his studies as his parents and always remained at a below-average level.

The two were extremely worried about this matter, because Qin Beihai's plan for his son was to enter a top medical school for further studies, and then work with him, so that he could impart all his knowledge to him, and in the future, Qin Feng would inherit his mantle and continue to contribute to my country's forensic medicine.

But the truth is, they've already hit him, scolded him, and even secretly used connections to find a famous tutor to help him with his studies.

Unfortunately, Qin Feng was just an ordinary person with no extraordinary talent.

He was just an ordinary person, like everyone else.

And so all the expectations slowly turned into disappointment.

The parents' gaze towards their son was no longer full of enthusiasm, and the relationship between the two generations gradually became subtle.

In addition, both of them were busy with work, and for a long time the couple stopped asking about their son's situation, letting things take their course and no longer caring.

One day, during a meal, Qin Feng told his parents that he had been admitted to a vocational police academy.

(End of this chapter)