Chapter 45

Ren Yu poured a glass of water for Gong Yingxian, and then quietly accompanied him.

They were still in the interrogation room. Gong Yingxian sat in his chair and remained silent for a long time. The disposable paper cup lined his hand very large, but Ren Yi clearly saw a small shadow hidden in the depths of the body - a shadow that had never really come out in 18 years.

Gong Yingxian raised his hand rigidly. It seemed that he found a cup in his hand. He put the cup on the table, took a deep breath and said in a stuffy voice, "why do you always see me like this?" He was calm and calm in front of everyone, but in front of Ren Yu, he lost control again and again for various reasons.

Ren Yu comforted him with a gentle voice: "because we are friends, friends will expose different sides to each other."

"Really..." Gong Yingxian scratched the bangs in front of his forehead with his hands. The sweat soaked broken hair was pasted on his hair, revealing a large smooth forehead. "Do you have many questions to ask me?"

"You want to say, I'd like to listen, but I don't force you."

Gong Yingxian looked up at Ren Yu, with some empty eyes: "I became a policeman to find the murderer of my parents and my sister."

Ren Yi nodded: "I guessed."

"I only have more than a year." Gong Yingxian said in a trembling voice, "it's going to be 20 years of prosecution, but I don't even have an object to sue."

Ren Yu looked at Gong Yingxian's clear pain in his eyes, and his heart was also full of pain. How difficult it was for a six-year-old child who didn't remember anything to pursue clues 18 years ago.

"Over the years, sister Yan and I have collected all the evidence we can find, but the clue is still broken." Gong Yingxian clenched his fist, "but just now, the man said something he could not have known."

"He shouldn't be the murderer. He doesn't match his age."

"No, but he may know who it is." Gong Yingxian clenched his teeth and looked ferocious, "the murderer is still alive, still alive!"

Ren Yu said in a deep voice, "what can I do for you?"

Gong Yingxian stared at Ren Yu, his deep eyes flashing misty pupils: "... I'm confused now, I don't know."

Ren Yu patted him on the shoulder: "it doesn't matter. I'll wait for you to sort out your thoughts. Maybe I can really help." He is going to go home and ask his father if he still remembers the fire. If he wants to find clues that have been annihilated for 18 years, no one is more likely to know than the people present at that time. Just based on the state of his father's brain, he may not remember anything, so he doesn't plan to tell Gong Yingxian now, so as not to make people happy in vain.

Gong Yingxian closed his eyes and said wearily, "I feel like I'm dreaming. After all these years, I'm about to despair. I didn't expect the clue to appear at this time."

"Good and evil are rewarded, which proves that you are destined to bring the murderer to justice."

"I don't care if I can bring him to justice." Gong Yingxian's eyes became cold, "as long as I find him, even after the prosecution period, I will kill him myself."

Ren Yu was silent.

"I've imagined it countless times." Gong Yingxian clasped his fingers against his forehead and uttered chilling words, "drench him with gasoline and light a fire. I stood aside, listened to his scream and watched him burn alive, just as he did to my family."

"You are a policeman now. I believe even if he stands in front of you, you won't do so, because he is not a simple arsonist, right?" Ren Yu whispered, "what happened to your family is related to the explosion of Baosheng chemical plant."

Gong Yingxian's shoulder shook. After a long time, he said hoarsely, "you guessed right. My father is just a scapegoat. I want to find not only the arsonist, but also the person who ordered him. I want revenge and I want to return my father's innocence."

Ren Yu frowned. It was hard to imagine how many cruel conspiracies were buried in the accident that year. What they didn't expect was that when investigating a seemingly unrelated arson case, they found the clues that had been broken for a long time.

Everything is doomed.

Ren Yu was worried about Gong Yingxian's state at this time: "I'll take you home. You're too tired today. Don't think about anything. Go back and have a good rest."

Gong Yingxian shook his head and whispered, "we have an appointment."

"What?"

Gong Yingxian raised his arm and showed Ren Yu his watch.

Ren Yu glanced: "Er, it's very nice. It looks very expensive."

"It's not 12 o'clock yet. I should visit your house today." Gong Yingxian doesn't want to go home at this time. He wants Ren Yu to accompany him.

Ren Yu's heart beat wildly and blurted out, "OK." After he finished, he regretted a little. This "OK" seemed too urgent, but he really couldn't help it.

Like a person, originally can't help it.

So he tried to find all kinds of excuses to see Gong Yingxian again and again. Even if he tried to curb his feelings again and again, it was futile.

He counseled him. He knew that Gong Yingxian didn't have that idea about himself. From the moment he admitted, he lost. People have the instinct to pursue advantages and avoid disadvantages. If they can, no one wants to put themselves in that situation.

But now he can't help it.

They left the branch and drove to Ren's house.

As soon as he entered the door, Gong Yingxian looked around carefully.

Ren Yu said with a smile, "haven't you lived in such a small house for a long time?"

"Never lived." Gong Yingxian said honestly.

"Then I'll experience life as a young master today."

"This is where you live." Gong Yingxian looked at this ordinary house, but he felt familiar and stable. It was different from thousands of other houses. Maybe it was because there was the smell of Ren everywhere.

"After living for several years, my father moved back to the old house after he was ill. It's not close to the squadron." Ren Yu said, "Sheng Bo has prepared everything for you. The sheets and bedding are all taken from your house. Oh, and your sweetheart baby pillow."

Gong Yingxian's expression was a little unnatural. He took off his coat and hung it on the hanger. He took the opportunity to turn around: "that pillow is very comfortable. What's strange."

"Really, what's a powerful pillow? Let me have a pillow?" Ren Yi goes with his mouth.

Gong Yingxian was stunned: "do you want my pillow?"

Ren Zhuzheng took off his coat and put on his apron. He grinned: "you have less than 30 left. You have to spend the rest of your life. I dare not want them."

Gong Yingxian seemed relieved. He would never have given his pillow to anyone, but if Ren Yu wanted to, he might

"You sit and watch TV for a while? I'll cook the meal. Are you hungry? We haven't eaten anything since the afternoon."

"It's too late. Have the lunch box in my car."

"How about that? Come to my house as a guest. How can I entertain you with boxed lunch. It's all right. I've almost prepared the ingredients. Give me an hour, okay?"

When Ren Yu was busy in the kitchen, Gong Yingxian sat motionless on the sofa. His mind was in a mess. His thoughts seemed to be bound by the hooded man's words. He couldn't get rid of it. He patted his head. He realized that his mood fluctuated too much today and was very unfit for thinking. What he needs now is food to supplement energy and a good sleep.

The sound of cooking came from the kitchen, and bursts of fragrance floated out of the crack in the door.

Gong Yingxian has never been exposed to smoke and anger. His memory of these things is too painful. He has tried to avoid them all his life, but after involuntary "desensitization treatment" again and again, his tolerance has indeed improved, much better than before.

At this moment, he even wanted to see what Ren Yu was doing in the kitchen. This desire even overshadowed his aversion to fireworks.

He hesitated for a long time, got up and went to the kitchen.

When he opened the kitchen door, a stream of hot air spread. Gong Yingxian looked at the vigorous flames on the gas stove and the smoke rising from the frying pan.

Ren Yu was surprised and said, "what's the matter?"

"Look." Gong Yingxian said expressionless.

"You don't want to see this." Ren Yu said with concern.

"I'm not afraid of this stove fire." Gong Yingxian looked at Ren Yu's home appearance with an apron, and his heart filled with warmth inexplicably, "what are you doing?"

"This is beef stewed potato." Ren Yi pointed to the stew on one side, "this is white gourd soup."

Gong Yingxian frowned.

"Don't worry, I also prepared some cold dishes so that you don't eat." Ren Yu said with a smile, "if you really want to see it, change your clothes first, so as not to make your suit smell."

"Oh." Gong Yingxian turned and changed his clothes.

After a while, Gong Yingxian came back again. He put on a dark green lattice home clothes, leaned against the kitchen door and quietly watched Ren Yu busy.

Ren Yu could feel Gong Yingxian's eyes whether he was sideways or turned his back. He appeared in his kitchen in home clothes, as if... As if they lived together.

Ren Yu couldn't help grinning when he turned around. Even if he was hungry, he still hoped that the meal could be done more slowly, so that this moment could stay longer.

What a beautiful world of fireworks.