Hu Pingtao said: "No matter how complicated it is, it's settled. I haven't had a good rest in the past two days. I'll finish work early in the evening and have a good sleep."

Tan Tao adjusted his mood and changed the topic: "How about this, we will switch shifts on the weekend and you can go home and rest."

Hu Pingtao asked jokingly: "It's my turn to be on duty this weekend. You suddenly became so attentive. Do you have any special thoughts about me? Let me state it first! My sexual orientation is normal."

"Get out!" Tan Tao punched him lightly on the shoulder and explained with a smile: "Your children are small, and they are twins. Try to find time to go back and spend time with your wife and children. That's it."

…

Reality always conflicts with ideas!

At around four o'clock in the afternoon, Hu Pingtao stayed up late to deal with the case. He was so sleepy that he couldn't bear it. He lay on his desk and was confused for less than ten minutes when the phone rang again.

He struggled to stand up, walked out of the office, went to the bathroom, turned on the faucet, washed his face with cold water with both hands, raised his head and took several deep breaths. Hu Pingtao called the auxiliary police officer on duty Li Pingbo, and the two got on the electric motor.

The car drove towards Xinyuan Garden.

The person who called the police is Xie Guoqiang, who lives in Room 502, Building 6.

After entering the community, I parked my car, went upstairs according to the address provided by the reporter, and stood in front of Room 502, but the door was closed.

Seeing this, Li Pingbo kept muttering: "Director, there is no one! Could it be that a false case was reported?"

This often happens. After calling 110, the person who reported the crime left the scene and disappeared for various reasons.

Some regret it after making the call; some are bored and deliberately play tricks on the police; some think the matter has nothing to do with them and just make a few phone calls to see if the police can find the root of the problem and it has nothing to do with me... all kinds of things, what?

All.

Hu Pingtao stepped forward, raised his hand to knock on the door, and said to Li Pingbo: "Probably not. The 110 command center has recorded the phone number of the person who reported the crime. I think the person is in the room now."

The security door is very old, the paint is mottled, and there is obvious rust on the lower part of the door frame.

Xinyuan Community has been around for a long time. It is in a good location, between the First Ring Road and the Second Ring Road, and houses are bought and sold frequently. From this point of view, the owner of Room 502 should be an old resident, and his financial situation is not very good.

The door opened, and a haggard face appeared through the neat iron fence.

She was a middle-aged woman, in her forties, with short hair, wearing a white shirt with obvious yellow stains on her chest and shoulders. I don't know whether it was sweat or old age.

Seeing Hu Pingtao and Li Pingbo in police uniforms, she was a little surprised: "Who are you looking for?"

Hu Pingtao quickly looked through the iron security door to see the area of ​​the house that he could see, and said seriously: "We received an alarm saying that there was a quarrel and a fight here."

He didn't lie. This was indeed the original statement sent by the caller from the 110 command center.

The confusion on the middle-aged woman's face deepened: "A fight? No...Did you make a mistake?"

Hu Pingtao said politely: "Please open the door."

There are many cases of robbery, rape, hijacking, etc. that occur in the home. The victim seizes the opportunity and successfully calls the police. An important article in the police regulations is that he must go to the scene and contact the person who calls the police. Only in this way can the root cause be verified.

Source of the case.

The middle-aged woman looked a little unhappy. She stood there without moving and had no intention of opening the door: "This is my home."

Hu Pingtao was very patient: "I know this is your house. But I also said that when we received the call, the address provided by the caller was here, so please open the door."

As he spoke, he took out his ID card from his pocket and said, "This is my police officer ID card."

The ID and uniform are still very intimidating. The middle-aged woman compared the ID photo with the real person Hu Pingtao, thought for a moment, and finally opened the door from the inside.

The moment Hu Pingtao and Li Pingbo walked into the living room, a black shadow suddenly rushed out from the direction of the bedroom.

It was a middle-aged man with a nervous face. He grabbed Hu Pingtao's arm tightly, and the muscles on his pale face kept twitching. Before Hu Pingtao could open his mouth to ask, he raised his hand and pointed at the woman who opened the door.

The scream was hoarse and obviously changed to an emphasis due to excessive excitement.

"I called the police! Comrade police, arrest her quickly, arrest her!"

As soon as the words came out, the woman was stunned.

She looked at the middle-aged man with questions in her eyes: "What's wrong with you? What do you want to do?"

The man ducked behind Hu Pingtao, looking at the woman with fear over his shoulder, breathing heavily, and said bitterly: "You...you killed Yingying, you vicious woman.

She is your daughter, my biological daughter!"

The woman frowned and asked in disbelief: "What did you say?"

Upon seeing this, Hu Pingtao immediately made a decision: "Li Pingbo, control her first."

Li Pingbo quickly rushed to the woman, held her shoulders and pushed her arms back.

Hu Pingtao turned on the communicator and asked for support from the institute.

Although he didn't know exactly what happened, various changes before and after entering the door made him have to do this.

The key is that the middle-aged man mentioned the word "killing".

The woman was pushed back and pressed on the table. Her hair was hanging down from her forehead. She looked at the middle-aged man in astonishment. While struggling, she shouted: "What's wrong with you, Lao Xie? What on earth do you want to do?"

The middle-aged man ignored her and just stood there with his hands clenched tightly. He was very excited and his teeth were chattering uncontrollably.

Seeing this, the woman screamed desperately.

"Killing people!"

"Help!"

"Someone robbed and killed someone!"

She shouted loudly, and the neighbor next door opened the door and came to see what was going on. The residents upstairs and downstairs also gathered over. The door opened, and two strong men walked in first. They should be with

The woman was very familiar, but when she saw Hu Pingtao and Li Pingbo standing in the room, she subconsciously stopped moving forward.

The strong man at the head looked left and right in confusion, and cautiously asked the woman who was held down by Li Pingbo on the table: "Sister Wang, what happened...?"

The woman screamed as if she had seen a savior: "Let me go, let me go!"

Hu Pingtao quickly raised his hand to block the strong man who wanted to step forward, as well as other people who were following him: "Don't come in, please get out. We are handling the case."

Hearing this, the strong man quickly took a step back. It was obvious that he was more inclined to trust Hu Pingtao in uniform than the woman being controlled.

"Comrade police, what's going on?" The strong man spoke sincerely: "My name is Zhang Yan, and I live next door."

He pointed at the middle-aged man standing behind Hu Pingtao: "This is Lao Xie, Xie Guoqiang. That is his wife Wang Fang. We often interact with each other and have a good relationship."

Hu Pingtao nodded slightly and explained: "We received a call from the police saying that there was a quarrel and a fight here."

Zhang Yan was startled for a moment: "No way! Lao Xie and Sister Wang have a very good relationship. I believe that they quarrel occasionally, but when it comes to fighting... By the way, could it be because of the death of their child, and the couple are fighting each other?"

Complain?”

The middle-aged man had said "murder" before, and now Zhang Yan said that the couple's child had died. Hu Pingtao felt that there was an obvious connection between the two.

He turned to the middle-aged man and asked seriously: "What's going on?"

The man was no longer as nervous as before. His expression became a little lonely, as if he had suddenly been drained of energy and had aged several years.

"My name is Xie Guoqiang."

"She is my wife Wang Fang." He raised his hand and pointed at the woman controlled by Li Pingbo, with uncontrollable hatred flowing in his eyes, and said almost word for word: "She...she killed my daughter Xie Ying

.”

The words were spoken clearly and clearly, and all the onlookers, including Zhang Yan, could hear it clearly.

Wang Fang was anxious and angry, but her arm was buckled behind her back and she couldn't move. Her eyes were red with anger, and she shouted at the top of her voice: "Old Xie...Xie Guoqiang, what are you thinking about? Yingying is my daughter.

, I am her mother, her biological mother! How could I kill my own flesh and blood?"

"You...you don't have something wrong with your mind, do you?"

"How can you talk nonsense?"

"Xie, are you crazy?"

There was a lot of commotion here. There were neighbors upstairs and downstairs. They knew each other well and started talking about each other.

"What happened to Lao Xie today? Although his daughter passed away some time ago, why did he put the responsibility on his wife?"

"I lived here decades ago, and I watched Yingying grow up. Wang Fang really didn't say anything to Yingying. Usually Lao Xie was not at home at work, so Wang Fang took care of her daughter. Lao Xie turned out to be Wang Fang.

Fang killed that child... isn't this nonsense!"

"Did Lao Xie take the wrong medicine? He actually did something like this. Sister Fang is Yingying's biological mother!"

"That's right. Usually I see that Yingying and Sister Fang spend more time together than Lao Xie. The child is closer to Sister Fang than to Lao Xie."

"Although Wang Fang has a fierce temper, he really doesn't say anything to his children. Lao Xie should know these things very well. What happened to him?"

At this time, Tan Tao rushed to the scene with reinforcements from the institute.

Hu Pingtao looked at Xie Guoqiang and asked seriously: "You reported the case. You must explain the situation in detail."

Xie Guoqiang whispered "Yeah", turned around and walked into the inner room. When he came out, he had a photo frame tied with black gauze in his hand.

It was a large black and white photo of a girl. She looked to be in her twenties, smiling, and her round face was childish.

"This is my daughter Xie Ying." Xie Guoqiang's mood was much more stable than before. In front of everyone, he held the portrait in his hands and said sadly: "She passed away last month, she was nineteen years old... She

Only nineteen years old!"

Zhang Yan and Xie Guoqiang have known each other for a long time and are very familiar with each other. They advised: "Old Xie, please be more open-minded. We all know that Yingying is a good child. But people cannot be resurrected, and you can't just because of this..."
To be continued...