"You …" "Lin Wei sat up, and immediately let out a series of sigh. Don't pester my son, it's my fault, it's my fault. "

Ding Ling instantly rushed in front of Lin Wei, "It was you who killed me? It was you who killed me? "

"Sorry," Lin Wei shook his head.

Lin Jin did not see this scene. He walked into the room and brought out a box. He opened it with the key and said, "This is my father's diary. You will understand after reading it."

One by one, the diaries and photographs revealed the truth of what had happened that year.

Lin Wei and Ding Ling were acquainted two years earlier than him.

Back then, Lin Wei, who was still the Southern District's Deputy Chief, met Ding Ling at the jazz bar during a social gathering. The moment he saw Ding Ling, he was immediately attracted by her dancing posture, because Ding Ling did not specifically learn how to dance, nor did she have the seductive charm of those bar dancers. Instead, she had a kind of agility, like a Nine-colored Deer that came from the horizon. The most important thing was the infectious power she had.

Intersection with Ding Ling. It was also because at that time, Ding Ling was pestered by a rogue. At that time, Lin Wei did not know what happened, so she went up to help Ding Ling out of her predicament. Ding Ling also had a very good impression of Lin Wei, this man who didn't covet her body. After that, Ding Ling treated Lin Wei to a meal as gratitude.

After that, Lin Wei started to go to the jazz bar to watch Ding Ling dance frequently, but he only watched her dance from afar. He would occasionally see Ding Ling being pestered and help when he could. Gradually, he became more and more familiar with it.

Lin Wei knew about Ding Ling's past and felt very sorry for this Girl. He knew that Ding Ling liked to dance, so he paid for Ding Ling to learn to dance. Ding Ling was also thankful for Lin Wei's help, but she did not want to end Lin Wei's help for nothing. While learning to dance, she continued to work at the jazz bar to pay Lin Wei back, and Lin Wei knew that after that, his feelings for Ding Ling had gradually increased. And this love was undoubtedly a sharp blade. It fiercely stuck itself between the two of them.

Two years later, five years ago, Lin Wei made the final decision because he had been investigated and treated for lung cancer. This was undoubtedly a nightmare to him, but to him, his greatest wish was for Ding Ling to know what he was thinking. Therefore, when he went to look for Ding Ling, it was not because he was hoping for anything, but because he wanted to tell him what he was thinking. But who knew, when he saw Ding Ling lying there, he became anxious and quickly helped his to the bed, and when Ding Ling woke up, he took the opportunity to tell Ding Ling that he liked him, but who would have known that Ding Ling said that he already had a boyfriend, and even wanted to leave.

But Lin Wei did not realize that Ding Ling was dating someone, he thought that Ding Ling lied to him, and it was Ding Ling who despised him. When Ding Ling went to get the money, he used the fruit knife on the table and stabbed Ding Ling in her body.

After that, Lin Wei bribed the police and forensic experts who were searching for him, changed the reason of Ding Ling's death, and escaped the punishment of the law. However, he was not able to escape the condemnation of his conscience.

I put the diary back. It really was Lin Wei. I looked at Lin Wei who was already in tears, and then looked at Ding Ling who was stunned.

I patted Ding Ling's shoulder. "Do you remember anything?"

Ding Ling looked at me and shook his head, "I remember a bit, but I can't get it clearly." Saying that, he looked at Lin Wei, "I remember him, he helped me before."

I nodded and looked at Lin Wei. "Why are you still unwilling to leave?"

Lin Wei shook his head, he was not willing to say anything. I sighed, "Then, do you still plan on staying here?"

"I …" Lin Wei sighed and shook his head.

I don't want to bother with him anymore. I think he must have had some unfulfilled wish.

Lin Wei died, so of course Mu Chuan couldn't capture him either. We'll head back like this, and split up at the Plaza, while Mu Chuan and Ye Yun still have to go deal with that prisoner. If that person isn't a murderer, then we'll have to conduct a new interrogation.

It seems like this matter is over. I turned my head to look at Ding Ling, not knowing what to say. It's best not to tell your father about this. "

"What?" Ding Ling frowned, puzzled. "But, haven't we solved all of the cases?"

"But you still don't remember anything," I said, shaking my head. "Don't tell him anything until you remember what you have to do, finish it, and go to the reincarnation cycle."

"Why?" Ding Ling did not understand, "The culprit has been found, I want him to turn himself in. "As for my remaining problems, I will settle them myself."

"I'll let him. I'll accompany you for a while longer." I sighed.

Ding Ling suddenly understood something, and covered her mouth in shock. "You're saying, my father … "He wants to …"

I didn't say anything, I only turned around and continued walking towards the Antique Street.

A cold wind suddenly blew in the dark night. There was no one walking alone on the street, only the night bus that continuously drove by the brightly lit street lamps. It seemed exceptionally lonely in this silent night.

After working for the whole day, I was a little tired and didn't even have the energy to go back to my room to sleep. The smell of rust in the air woke me up, and I slowly opened my eyes. I reached out to pull down the pendant on my wrist, and the pendant instantly turned into a cross blade.

"What are you doing here?" I coldly looked at the young man in front of me.

"Look at you." The young man quietly walked to the end of the sofa and sat down, then he looked at me, who was leaning on the sofa.

I coldly withdrew my sword and returned the cross to my bracelet. "The next time you suddenly enter my house, I will kill you."

"If it were one, would you be the same?" The youth gave a faint smile, revealing two sharp teeth. This proved the identity of the person who came, it was a vampire.

"Humph!" I snorted. "But you're not him." Yeah, you're not.

"Yeah, no." He looked down at his shadow.

The boy came and went in such a hurry that I leaned back against the sofa, not knowing what to think. Closing my eyes, I wanted to ask him what was going on. Whether it is you or not, no matter how hard I try, I seem to never be able to reach the world that goes to me.