Qiao Feng smiled and looked at his hands. His expression seemed extremely gentle.

But Old Xu, who was sitting opposite him, looked shocked now. The half cigarette in his hand had not been put back in his mouth for a long time. The ash was already very long.

"that's all?"

Lao Xu's face turned into a question mark—

"Is this what you met with your primary school wife?"

Qiao Feng nodded gently and said lightly: "I was really a scumbag at that time, and you should know it too. I was so scumbag that you could not imagine. The memories of my first meeting with my wife were not very beautiful, but I still thank God for allowing me and my wife Xia Yu to meet at that time. That is definitely the greatest kindness that this world can give me."

After knocking on the ashes in his hand, Lao Xu looked at the cigarette between his fingers. After all, he shook his head and pinched out the burnt cigarette in his hand.

He raised his head again to look at Qiao Feng in front of him, looking at the gentle and kind man. He could not imagine that the person in front of him was actually a villain who was called "the princess's magic dog" more than ten years ago.

"I'm still kind. What did you do after that? Princess's Magic Dog, was this title I gave to you in vain?"

Qiao Feng closed his eyes and said slowly: "I know that I have taken a detour. This nickname brings me not a honor, but a shame, a regret, and a lesson that I must remember for life. I will never forget what happened before. It is because I will never forget that I can remind myself at all times that I will not go the wrong path again in the future."

"But I will never be tolerant of anything that wants to hurt my wife and children. I have changed now for them. They are the most precious things in my life. If I need to protect them and have to hurt others, then I will bite others without hesitation. No matter any law or any morality. I have told myself that as long as I can protect them, I will not pay attention to any additional restrictions. Lao Xu, you also have your own wife and children. I think you should be able to understand."

Lao Xu knew that he pulled up his windbreaker and leaned on the chair, raised his head and exhaled.

The captain once thought that if someone dared to hurt his wife and daughter, would he remain calm on the legal level?

Answer – No.

If a man cannot even protect his wife and children, what reason can he believe that he can protect citizens? Become a public security policeman who fights major criminal crimes?

Thinking of this, Lao Xu couldn't help but laugh.

Seeing this old friend laughing, Qiao Feng knew that he understood, so naturally, he laughed too.

"Hahahaha, OK! Qiao Feng, I can't pursue you suddenly want to kill Tian Jing. But I want to ask, the case was quite famous back then. I checked the case file and the murder suspect was blocked by the police who rushed over when he was running away on the road. The police at that time were very unclear why he was seriously injured, with several broken ribs on his wrist and wrist bones and chest. I didn't expect it was because of you?"

"So, are you a black T-shirt? Or a blue shirt? In the courtyard back then, your baby little wife was really confused by randomness, and was she just in a mess?"

Qiao Feng laughed, looked at Lao Xu with a slightly naughty expression, and raised his chin slightly.

"How is it? Lao Xu? Through all the tips I just told you, can you guess whether I am a black T-shirt or a blue shirt?"

Lao Xu frowned and smoked a cigarette. He took out his pen and kept smearing on a piece of paper in front of him, putting forward all the things he thought were important, and then began to connect with each other and draw circles.

After thinking about it, the captain raised his head and said in confusion: "You are... a blue shirt? Because the black T-shirt accurately states some details of the murderer's murder. A reporter should not be able to notice these details, right? For example, killing his son first and then killing his daughter-in-law."

He was guessing this, but after Qiao Feng shook his head gently, Captain Xu's brows frowned even tighter.

"Old Xu, when a couple, men and women fall to the ground, they think of the man first. Because there is a couple in the subconscious of human beings, the man will protect the woman and then die because he loses. The woman will be killed later. According to reason, if the woman is attacked first, the husband will definitely go up to fight with him. At this time, the murderer should turn to attack the man first and let the woman go for the time being. When the man is attacked, I cannot say sure, but the wife will rush forward and fight together. After all, there will be fewer cases of the wife rushing forward to fight together."

Old Xu felt even more confused when he touched his slightly bald forehead. After thinking about it for a while, he said—

"Then... you are a black T-shirt! Because your shoulder was injured at that time, and although your hands were handcuffed, the blue shirt was still pulling it hard. If the shoulder was injured, it would be impossible to tear the handcuffs off."

Regarding this answer, Qiao Feng smiled again and said slowly: "So, in the story just now, I did not specifically explain whether the arms of the black T-shirt and blue shirt were injured. Besides, you know I was injured, but my wife Yu didn't know at that time. For her, could it be that I was injured because of my shoulder, so I couldn't be a murderer?"

Such speculation is indeed useless.

Old Xu shook his head helplessly and reached out to touch the cigarette box in his pocket. After taking out an empty cigarette box, he pinched it, crossed his hands, and began to tremble habitually.

"……………………………… Qiao Feng, tell me, what happened? Is your little wife really confused? If she hadn't been confused, how could she determine who was the murderer in just ten minutes through such a short question?"

Qiao Feng's face looked a little proud.

Proud of your wife.

He shook his body happily, his face smiling very brightly and very gentle.

After a little memory, the smile on his face was still gentle and he said slowly—

"At the beginning, I thought the rain was lucky and was concealed."

"At that time, I completely thought that she was a dementia who was abandoned by her parents. How could she make any accurate logical judgments about the things around her? What's more, she didn't even know how to protect herself, let alone anything else."

"But after that, as the days passed day by day, she showed more and more perspective on the 'truth'. It seemed that in her eyes, all the lies and illusions in the world could not be hidden. Those eyes could not accommodate any impurities. All she could see was except the truth."

"So, I started asking her. However, her language organization skills seemed to be a little problem at that time. In recent years, due to treatment and care, but in the past, you could just be anxious if you wanted her to say a complete set of reasoning. Although her logic was very clear, the words she said were very chaotic, and she jumped very hard, and there was no logic at all. It took me a long time to figure out how she made the right choice. It turned out that she chose me not because of luck, but because that was the truth."
Chapter completed!