Xiao Jing dust nodded, hesitated for a moment, and added, "Your skills are too bad."
He Mingbo: “……” He opened his mouth, jumped over the small net dust, and dryly rushed towards Bai Xijing, "I'm very sorry to cause you trouble. Actually, I was just curious about how this little... (was it a boy or girl?) ... dragon person could hit a snowball the size of a ping-pong ball with bullet-like lethality, because in a recent murder case, the killer's method was somewhat similar to this.”
"Do you suspect my daughter is the murderer?" Bai Xi Jing's eyes narrowed dangerously, his voice lowered to its lowest, sounding melodious like a cello, but the danger in that tone was audible to anyone with ears.
"It's not that, you misunderstood. How could such a young child be the murderer? It's just that this case is too special and too unbelievable, I can only think of all possible ways to find a breakthrough, hoping you can understand."
He Mingbo's attitude was very proper, and his words were also very polite. However, Bai Xijing was extremely uncooperative. "That's your business, it has nothing to do with me. I'm warning you, stay away from my daughter. If I find out that you're following her or doing anything...". His sharp phoenix eyes suddenly darkened, as if they were an abyssal hell that could swallow a person's soul whole. "...I'll make you disappear from S City, and I guarantee it, no one will know where you've gone."
He Mingbo's pupils suddenly contracted, his body instinctively tensed up, as if every inch of muscle had petrified, presenting the most perfect defensive state. It wasn't until Bai Xijing walked out several steps that He Mingbo finally regained control over his bodily sensations. A thin layer of cold sweat seeped from his forehead, and for a moment, he really believed that Bai Xijing would kill him, silently and quietly making him disappear from this world.
He thought of his colleagues who had been working day and night, he thought of the victims who would never be able to return home for the New Year, he thought of the parents who had lost their daughters and were almost out of tears. He gritted his teeth and continued to pursue, standing straight in front of Bai Xijing, just as Bai Xijing's eyes narrowed again in danger. With a hard scalp, he said, "In the past 28 days, there have been eight victims in S city, all of whom were 16 or 17 years old high school girls. From the time the case occurred to now, my colleagues and I have not returned home for 20 days. Even yesterday, on New Year's Eve, we were eating instant noodles and drinking mineral water to find every possible clue. I'm not saying this to show how hardworking and dedicated we are. I just want those young girls to rest in peace, I want their parents to be able to take their daughters home as soon as possible. Mr. Bai, you're also a father, you have children, I hope you can understand the feelings of those parents a little bit. Please, I just want to ask this kid a few questions!"
According to the rules, any clues related to the case should not be revealed to outsiders. However, He Mingbo really had no choice. The case had been stuck for so many days, and if he didn't think of a way to bring the murderer to justice as soon as possible, he was afraid there would be new victims. Moreover, Bai Xijing's identity was not completely an outsider, after all, he had a famous father in the legal circle.
Legally speaking, every citizen has the obligation to assist the police in handling cases. However, He Mingbo did not use this to force Bai Xijing, mainly because Xiao Jingchen was too young. If he couldn't get the child's father to cooperate willingly, he might not be able to get any useful information out of the child.
Bai Xijing really wanted to kick He Mingbo away, but looking at his pleading eyes, he hesitated. If it were a month ago, he would have sneered and turned around to leave, but now...he had been a father for a month, and he deeply understood the love of a father for his daughter!
Looking at Xiao Jingchen with a confused face, Bai Xijing hesitated for a moment before turning to He Mingbo and saying, "What do you want to ask?"
He Mingbo's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed excitedly, "Actually, we already have several suspects, but because the method of murder is too unbelievable, and we don't have decisive evidence, so it's impossible to determine who the real murderer is, let alone arrest him. I'd like to ask your... (Damn, this Dragon Robe girl is really something!) ...child to try and see if they can determine the real murderer."
"How to try?"
"He... uh..." He Mingbo suddenly stuttered, his eyes flickering, and compared to his previous eloquence, he seemed like a completely different person, as if he had encountered something extremely difficult to mention.
Bai Xi Jing's eyes narrowed slightly, and his heart, which had just softened a little, immediately became as hard as steel. His voice was calm and even, without any ups or downs, "My daughter is not an eyewitness, how can she help you determine the killer? Unless you want to make something out of the murder weapon, but relying solely on the murder weapon is impossible to determine who the killer is. Otherwise, with your current high-tech investigation methods, you would have solved the case long ago. Why wait until now? Excluding the murder weapon, which is a direct physical evidence of the crime, there is only one thing that can confirm the killer and requires my daughter's help to identify - the wound caused by the murder weapon that produced a similar effect to throwing small snowballs... The wound should be on the victim's body!!"
The air pressure around him suddenly dropped, and Bai Xi Jing's body was surging with cold murderous aura, like a blizzard that could almost freeze people into ice sticks. He glared at He Ming Bo, gritting his teeth and said, "My daughter is only five years old, you actually want to let a five-year-old girl face the cold corpse to help you find the murderer, are you a police officer who upholds justice or a executioner who murders children?"
It's ridiculous to say that the police are so incompetent that they have to ask a five-year-old child to find the murderer, if they weren't really desperate, they wouldn't even have such an idea.
Actually, when he was sitting in the chair watching Xiaojing throw snowballs earlier, He Mingbo had a momentary urge to go forward and ask questions, but he restrained himself. Seeing the children having so much fun playing in the snow, he had already decided to give up looking for clues from this side. Bai Xijing was right, he couldn't be an executioner who murdered innocent children. A five-year-old child facing a cold corpse would definitely develop psychological trauma and even ruin her life. In fact, he was ready to leave, but unexpectedly, Dashan and Xiaoshan came over to confront him. When he saw that the child's father was actually a member of the Bai family, the fire of hope in his heart reignited again. Maybe...
The children of the Bai family are different!!!!!
Bai Xijing's rejection seemed reasonable and didn't exceed expectations. He He Mingbo weakly curled the corner of his mouth and awkwardly said, "Sorry, I was too presumptuous." He didn't even have the courage to look directly into Xiao Jingchen's eyes, so he put on his hat and fled in a sorry state.
Bai Xi Jing suppressed his anger and returned home, where the three elders and three youngsters seemed to be in high spirits, laughing and chatting as usual, and the festive atmosphere was even more intense.
Starting from the second day of Lunar New Year, people began to visit and pay their respects. Although Grandfather Bai had already retired, his influence still lingered, as many in the judicial department were his former students. Moreover, with the three White brothers - Bai Leijing, Bai Yijing, and Bai Youjing - having a smooth and affable demeanor, they truly had good relationships with others.
The whole Bai family was in a joyful atmosphere, and Grandma Bai's mouth had never closed until the sixth day of the New Year, when a phone call triggered a family storm.
