Ren Yi poured a glass of water for Gong Yingxian, and then quietly accompanied him.

The two were still in the interrogation room. Gong Yingxian sat in the chair and was silent for a long time. The disposable paper cup made his hands look particularly large, but Ren Yi clearly saw a small shadow hidden deep inside from this big body - a shadow that had never really come out for eighteen years.

Gong Yingxian raised his hand stiffly, as if he had found a cup in his hand. He put the cup on the table, took a deep breath, and said in a muffled voice: "Why do you always see me like this?" He was calm and composed in front of everyone, but in front of Ren Yi, he lost control again and again for various reasons.

Ren Yi comforted him in a gentle voice, "Because we are friends, friends will reveal different sides to each other."

"Is that right..." Gong Yingxian used his hand to slim bangs on his forehead, and the broken hair soaked in sweat was attached to his hair, revealing a large piece of smooth forehead. "Do you have many questions to ask me?"

"You want to say, I'd like to listen, but I won't force you."

Gong Yingxian looked up at Ren Yi, her eyes slightly hollow: "I am a policeman to find the murderer who killed my parents and my sister."

Ren Yi nodded: "I guessed it."

"I only have more than a year." Gong Yingxian said in a trembling voice, "The prosecution period is about to pass, but I don't even have a partner to sue."

Ren Yi looked at Gong Yingxian's eyes with clear pain, and his heart was filled with sorrow. How difficult it was for a six-year-old child who was not very good at remembering it to pursue clues from eighteen years ago.

"Since over the years, Sister Yan and I have collected all the evidence we can find, but the clues are still broken." Gong Yingxian clenched his fists, "But just now, the man said something that he could not have known."

"He probably isn't the murderer, he doesn't have age."

"No, but he may know who it is." Gong Yingxian gritted his teeth and looked ferocious, "The murderer is still alive, still alive!"

Ren Yi said in a deep voice: "What can I do for you?"

Gong Yingxian stared at Ren Yi, and her deep eyes were filled with mist-like pupils: "...I'm very confused now, I don't know."

Ren Yi patted his shoulder: "It's okay, I'll wait for you to sort out your thoughts, maybe I can really help." He was going home to ask his father if he still remembers the fire. If he was looking for clues that had been destroyed for eighteen years, no one was more likely to know than those present at that time. However, with the state of his father's brain, he might not remember anything, so he is not going to tell Gong Yingxian now, so he will not be in vain to make people happy.

Gong Yingxian closed her eyes and said tiredly: "I feel like I'm dreaming. After so many years, I'm almost desperate. I didn't expect the clue to appear at this time."

"Good and evil will be rewarded, which proves that you are destined to bring the murderer to justice."

"I don't care if I can bring him to justice." Gong Yingxian's eyes became cold and cold. "As long as I find him, even after the prosecution period, I will kill him with my own hands."

Ren Yi was silent.

"I have imagined countless times." Gong Yingxian held his fingers together, pressed his forehead, and spoke in fear, "Floating gasoline on him and igniting the fire, I stood aside, listening to his screams, watching him burned alive, just like he did to my family."

"You are a policeman now. I believe that even if he stands in front of you, you won't do this, because he is not a simple arsonist, right?" Ren Yi whispered, "Your experience is related to the explosion in Baosheng Chemical Factory."

Gong Yingxian's shoulders trembled, and after a long time, he said hoarsely: "You guessed it right. My father is just a scapegoat. I not only want to find the person who set fire, but also the person who instructed him. I want to take revenge and I also want to restore my father's innocence."

Ren Yi frowned. It was hard to imagine how many cruel conspiracies were buried in the accident that year. What they didn't expect was that when investigating a seemingly unrelated arson case, they would accidentally find clues that had been broken for a long time.

Everything is destined.

Ren Yi was a little worried about Gong Yingxian's condition at this time: "I'll send you home. You are too tired today. Don't think about anything. Go back and have a good rest."

Gong Yingxian shook her head and whispered: "We have an appointment."

"What?"

Gong Yingxian raised his arm and showed Ren Yi his watch.

Ren Yi glanced at it and said, "Uh, it looks pretty good, it looks quite expensive."

"It's not even 12 o'clock yet, I should visit your house today." Gong Yingxian didn't want to go home at all at this time, he wanted to let Yi accompany him.

Ren Yi's heart beat wildly and blurted out, "Okay." He regretted it after he finished speaking. This sentence "Okay" seemed too anxious, but he really couldn't help it.

If you like someone, you can't help it.

So he searched for various excuses to meet Gong Yingxian again and again, even if he repeatedly wanted to curb his feelings, it would be futile.

He was afraid. He knew that Gong Yingxian did not have that kind of thought about him. From the moment he admitted that, he lost. People have the instinct to seek profit and avoid harm. If possible, no one would want to put themselves in that situation.

But now he is no longer allowed.

The two left the branch and drove to Ren Yi's house.

As soon as he entered the door, Gong Yingxian looked around carefully.

Ren Yi smiled and said, "Have you not lived in such a small house for a long time?"

"I've never lived." Gong Yingxian said honestly.

"Then let's be the eldest master today to experience life."

"This is where you live." Gong Yingxian looked at this ordinary house, but she felt familiar and stable, unlike thousands of other houses. Perhaps it was because there was a breath of Ren Yan everywhere here.

"I lived there for a few years. After my dad got sick, he moved back to his old house. Isn't it close to the squadron?" Ren Yi said, "Brother Sheng has prepared everything he should prepare for you. The sheets and bedding were all taken from your house, oh, and your heart-to-heart pillow."

Gong Yingxian's expression suddenly became a little unnatural. He took off his coat and hung it on the hanger, and took the opportunity to turn around: "That pillow is very comfortable, what's so strange about it."

"Is that so, what kind of amazing pillow is that I can have a pillow?" Ren Yi said casually.

Gong Yingxian was stunned for a moment: "Do you want my pillow?"

Ren Yi was taking off his coat and putting on an apron. He grinned: "You only have less than thirty left, and you will have to use it for the rest of your life. I dare not ask for it."

Gong Yingxian seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. He could never give his pillow to anyone, but if Ren Yi wanted it, he might...

"You sit and watch TV for a while? I'm going to cook the meal. Are you hungry? We haven't eaten anything from the afternoon to now."

"It's too late, eat the lunch box in my car."

"How can I come to my house as a guest, how can I treat you with a boxed lunch? It's okay, I've prepared almost all the ingredients. Give me an hour, okay?"

While Ren Yi was busy in the kitchen, Gong Yingxian sat motionless on the sofa, his mind was in chaos, and his thoughts seemed to be bound by the words of the hooded man and could not be relieved. He patted his head hard, realizing that his emotions were too fluctuating today, which was very unsuitable for thinking. What he needs now is food to replenish energy and a good sleep.

The sound of cooking came from the kitchen, and the fragrance also drifted out from the cracks in the door.

Gong Yingxian has never been exposed to fireworks. His memory of these things is too painful. He has tried his best to avoid them throughout his life, but after repeated involuntary "desensitization treatments", his tolerance has indeed improved, much better than before.

At this moment, he actually wanted to see what Ren Yi did in the kitchen. This desire even overshadowed his disgust for fireworks.

He hesitated for a long time and got up and walked towards the kitchen.

Pushing open the kitchen door, a stream of heat spread out. Gong Yingxian looked at the strong flames on the gas stove and the smoke rising from the wok, and his body became stiff.

Ren Yi said in surprise: "What's wrong?"

"Look." Gong Yingxian said expressionlessly.

"You probably don't want to see this, right?" Ren Yi said with concern.

"I'm not afraid of this little fire." Gong Yingxian looked at Ren Yi's home appearance wearing an apron, and a warm feeling surged in his heart inexplicably, "What are you doing?"

"This is stewed potatoes with beef." Ren Yan pointed to the stew pot beside him, "This is winter melon soup."

Gong Yingxian frowned.

"Don't worry, I have prepared a few cold dishes too so that you won't eat them." Ren Yi smiled and said, "If you really want to see, change your clothes first, so as not to smell your suit."

"Oh." Gong Yingxian turned around and went to change her clothes.

After a while, Gong Yingxian came back. He changed into a dark green plaid home clothes, leaned against the kitchen door, and quietly watched Ren Yi busy around.

Whether Ren Yi turned sideways or turned back, he could feel Gong Yingxian's gaze. The way he appeared in his kitchen in a home clothes was like... it was like two people living together.

Ren Yi couldn't help but grin while turning around. Even though he was hungry, he still hoped that the meal could be cooked a little slower and slower so that he could stay longer at this moment.
Chapter completed!