The police at the door looked at each other, and the boy in front of them was obviously wrong.

The mask of indifference and alienation was broken, the blood color on the thin lips faded clean, and a face was whiter than the wall. Looking at his hand carefully, he unconsciously shook his fist, tightened his fingers, and trembled faintly.

"Is there anything wrong with this video?" asked the policeman.

"Calm down first. Let's talk slowly if there is a problem." another policeman poured him a glass of water.

Jiang Wanyi's eyes were so dark that he couldn't see the bottom. He didn't seem to hear what they said. He only stuck to his own problems and said word by word:

"I ask you, where did this video come from?"

Anyone can feel the meaning of forbearance in his words.

The two policemen winked: "it was found in the surveillance video recovered from the bathroom of Jiangli hotel."

Jiang Wang's fist burst, and all the repressed emotions in his body had the meaning of eruption.

When Mr. Jiang entered the hall, he saw this kind of Jiang Wang on the verge of collapse.

"What's going on?!"

Old man Jiang, who protected the short, roared and looked at the two policemen present. A surge of pressure from the superior came to their faces, which made their hearts tremble involuntarily.

The policeman said innocently, "we just showed him this video. I didn't expect his reaction to be so fierce."

Old man Jiang came to Jiang Wu and grabbed his arm: "Xiao Wu, calm down. Grandpa is there."

Jiang Wang suddenly closed his eyes and repressed his emotions. His voice was broken and hoarse: "Grandpa."

Mr. Jiang has been a powerful man all his life, but he dare not speak seriously in the face of his only grandson. He is preparing to speak, but when his eyes inadvertently sweep over the mobile phone screen, the whole person trembles.

The video in the mobile phone is still playing, and every action of the drunkard can be seen clearly.

As like as two peas of fresh air, he asked for the same problem as Jiang.

"Where did you get this video?!"

Knowing that this trip might be fruitful, the police truthfully explained: "the person in the video is the victim of a case we are investigating."

"Victim..." Mr. Jiang whispered, "Oh... After so many years, these people really don't know how to restrain."

"Mr. Jiang, if you know anything about the case, please cooperate with our investigation and tell the truth." the police popped up the recorder and began recording.

"... for me."

Jiang Wang finally recovered his calm after the huge emotional fluctuation. Although he still looked ugly, he could communicate normally at least.

"Grandpa, sit down first."

Jiang Wang helped old man Jiang to sit down on the sofa.

"Twelve years ago, there was a vicious homicide in Jiangcheng. The Jiangs were deliberately hurt by gangsters and died miserably at home."

Although Jiang Xu tried his best to hide the trembling of his voice, his hoarse and dry voice still had a strong hatred.

He will never forget that day.

On New Year's Eve 12 years ago, there was a happy family of three. The couplet at the door was pasted by father Jiang the day before. The mother in the kitchen was stewing chicken soup with an apron

Like many years in the past, they should have waited for the early morning bell to ring and welcome the new year together.

But after the bell rang, what was waiting for them was not new year's fireworks and blessings, but guns and killings.