reckless detective

Chapter 80 Undead in Flames (6)

The case of Xia Bing's kidnapping and the murder of Niu Xiaojie's mother and son involved in it have been solved one after another.

Under Yan Ruyu's persuasion, Wu took two days off by mistake. He had been working continuously for nearly 10 days. During the 10 days, when he was sleepy, he curled up on the sofa in the office and slept for a while. Take a shower.

To use Yan Ruyu's words, "You're almost growing mushrooms!"

I went home and took a shower, and after a whole day of eating, sleeping, and eating, I finally regained my sleep. When Wu Cuo woke up the next morning, Yan Ruyu had already bought a bag of paper money, incense candles and other sacrificial supplies.

Wu made a mistake and slapped his forehead, "Oh, why did I forget about going to the grave."

"It's okay, your parents are both police officers, so I can understand that you are busy with work." Yan Ruyu sat in front of the computer and comforted her.

Wu Cuo hurriedly dressed and washed, packed up in 5 minutes, and was about to go out with a fried dough stick in his mouth.

"I'm going, is your toothbrush clean? Brush it again, smell it, smell it, since you moved here, the house is smelly, can you live this life? You can move out if you are so unkempt... ..." Yan Ruyu cast Wu Cuo a contemptuous look.

"As for it? Old Yan, can your mouth be more poisonous?"

"Yo, dare to contradict the second landlord, be careful I will kick you out!"

"Okay, I'll take it, I'll wash it again, okay?"

After Wu went into the bathroom by mistake, Yan Ruyu showed a conspiratorial smile at the computer monitor.

Through the microphone, he said to the team members: "It's settled, this is my last fight, let's make a quick decision and push to the ground."

After 20 minutes, the two went out and drove to the Beijiao Cemetery.

When the car left the downtown area, Wu Cuo said to Yan Ruyu, who was sitting in the co-pilot: "I've been wanting to ask you, what did you tell Niu Sujie that day? Why did he cooperate in inducing vomiting later?"

"It's simple, just mentioning his grandparents in his hometown. People, as long as they still have concerns, they don't want to die."

"Tsk tsk tsk, why didn't I think of such a simple solution."

"You're stupid."

"I'll go! Old Yan, you are so unkind! I finally took a day off, and I was hit by you when I woke up early in the morning. Why don't you let me go to work!"

Yan Ruyu shrugged, "The first day you met me?"

Northern Suburb Cemetery.

In fact, there are three rolling hillsides, surrounded by many pines and cypresses.

The tombs of Yan Ruyu and Wu Cuo's parents are in the innermost position. There are basically old tombs there, not as gorgeous and exquisite as the new ones, but much more spacious.

20 years ago, no one took care of the funeral land. A grave could occupy more than a dozen square meters. Unlike now, a cemetery of one or two square meters cost 10,000+, and the cemetery was next to the cemetery, just like the Tongzilou decades ago. , I can't afford to die!

Yan Ruyu and Wu Cuo drove into the cemetery and drove for nearly 20 minutes before finding their parents' graves.

The parents of the two died in the same fire. The burial work was arranged by the city hall at that time, so the graves were also close to each other.

When they got out of the car, they saw two bunches of fresh flowers in front of the tomb at a glance, and they were quite puzzled.

Someone came to visit the grave?

who can that be?

The two looked at each other, both feeling strange that such a thing had never happened in the past 20 years. Their parents had long been forgotten by relatives and friends, otherwise they would not have entered the orphanage when they were young.

Wu took a few strides to the grave and held up a bouquet of flowers.

"It's very fresh, it should have just been placed here."

Yan Ruyu immediately looked around, but no one could be seen anywhere.

"Is there any information about the flower shop?"

"No, but there is a card."

Yan Ruyu came forward, and Wu opened the card by mistake.

old friend Cao Yaohua

Gift

Just a few words.

Yan Ruyu opened the card on the bouquet of flowers in front of her parents' grave, and there were the same words.

"Cao Yaohua, do you know this person?" Wu Cuo asked.

"I have an impression, but it's been a long time ago. It seems... where have you seen this name?" Yan Ruyu closed her eyes and frowned.

"It should be a mutual friend of our parents, could it be a policeman too?... It's strange, I don't have any impression..."

Wu Cuo reminded in a low voice, Yan Ruyu waved his hand, and he hurriedly shut up.

"Cao Yaohua...Cao Yaohua..."

The memory box came, and countless sporadic images flashed through Yan Ruyu's mind.

Some pictures are already very blurred, like old yellowed photos.

Among them were colleagues and friends whose parents had been guests at home... Among these people, there was no one named Cao Yaohua.

Yan Ruyu expanded the scope of her memory search, and countless faces flashed by, even including the young milk station worker who delivered milk to her family when she was a child, and the old man who sold popsicles at the entrance of the alley...Cao Yaohua...Cao Yaohua...these people are not named Cao Yaohua...

Where on earth have you seen this name? ...

Suddenly, in the corner of memory, a vague scene caught Yan Ruyu's attention.

A cemetery.

It is near.

It was the Qingming Festival of the first year after the parents died, and the Public Security Bureau held a memorial ceremony for the martyrs to visit the graves of the martyrs and heroes, which naturally included the tombs of Yan Ruyu and Wu Cuo's parents.

Yan Ruyu and Wu Cuo, as family members of the martyrs, were also brought here from the orphanage.

The lengthy mourning ceremony was extremely boring, Yan Ruyu was at the age of jumping up and down, how could she bear this, so she quietly got out of the crowd and played in the cemetery.

Soon he found a little boy his own age.

The little boy came with his mother.The mother stood in front of a tomb and wiped her tears. Although the little boy didn't cry, he stayed with his mother obediently.

Probably to see his father.Thinking so, Yan Ruyu approached the little boy.

The two children looked at me and I looked at you, but they refused to speak.

The little boy's mother also noticed Yan Ruyu. She touched her tears and asked, "Which family's child is this? Why are you playing in the cemetery?"

Yan Ruyu pointed to the grave of her parents not far away, there was a group of people in police uniforms mourning, chaotic, which added some excitement to Xiao Suo's grave, which was very weird. "

"Are you the policeman's kid?" the woman asked.

Yan Ruyu nodded.

The woman spat at Yan Ruyu viciously, picked up her child and left.

"The police don't have a good thing!"

Yan Ruyu was wronged and sad, why would a stranger treat him like this?Why slander his parents?

He paid special attention to the tomb where the woman mourned. At that time, Yan Ruyu could not read, but the appearance of the tombstone and the words on the tombstone were printed in his memory.

Now that it sounds, isn't the name on the tombstone exactly Cao Yaohua?

Yan Ruyu suddenly opened her eyes and searched around.

Wu Cuo didn't know why, but he didn't ask any more questions, but just followed closely.

Soon, the tombstone was found.

After 20 years of wind and rain, there are small cracks on the tombstone, and a small piece of the corner of the tombstone has fallen off, but the characters on it can still be read clearly.

The Tomb of My Lover Cao Yaohua

August [-] - February [-]
The words on the tombstone are very simple.

There is also a bunch of fresh flowers in front of the tomb. The styles and packaging of the three bunches of flowers are exactly the same, which is enough to show that they were given by the same person.

"This Cao Yaohua... knows our parents?" Wu Cuo asked.

"I don't know." Yan Ruyu shook her head, "However, the flowers are definitely not given by the dead."

"What do you mean?"

"In my opinion, sending flowers is fake, let us notice that Cao Yaohua is the real one.

The person who sent the flowers probably knew our parents, and also had some kind of relationship with Cao Yaohua.The question is, what is their relationship? "

Yan Ruyu walked around Cao Yaohua's grave, and smiled, "I can only take a risk."

　When you read the content of this chapter, an unfortunate thing has happened, that is: the May Day holiday is over!Tomorrow I will go to work again! ...At this time, I need to vote for a recommendation to calm down...

　　


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