The deceased, Uncle Lu, had three fatal injuries on his body. He was hit on the head with a blunt instrument, punctured in the chest with a sharp instrument, and an arrow shaft was inserted into Hou Genting.

It is unlikely that one murderer carries three murder weapons, so it is easy to infer that there are three murderers.

The special case team released the conclusion that "the murderers were three people" through the media. This is an excellent method. After establishing the hypothesis, it is necessary to verify the hypothesis. Because regardless of whether the reasoning result is correct or not, it will make critical progress in the investigation. If the reasoning is correct

, then the murderer’s family and neighbors may identify him through the physical evidence released by the police, and the police will get clues about the murderer. If the speculation is wrong, the witness sculptor may be pressured to clarify the truth to the police. The special case team claimed

There were three murderers. The sculptor took his wife and daughter with him when he went to the provincial capital. He easily thought that the police had listed their family of three as key suspects. In order to get rid of the wanted arrest and clear himself and his family from suspicion, this guy who wanted to be famous would take the initiative

Contact the police.

Professor Liang's trick kills two birds with one stone. It can not only force the witness sculptor to come forward through the media, but also make the real murderer seriously consider his situation. Regardless of whether the speculation is correct or wrong, in short, the police will get relevant clues about the criminal.

The next day, a sports bureau leader took his son and surrendered to the police.

On the third day, another boy under the age of 18 voluntarily surrendered under the leadership of his parents and admitted his guilt.

A few days later, the sculptor appeared at the door of the Provincial Public Security Department. After some hesitation, he crushed the cigarette butt with his foot and walked in.

After the case was solved, everyone realized Professor Liang's good intentions and compassion. The three murderers were all minors. Surrendering could give them the opportunity to get a reduced sentence and return to society after undergoing reform and education.

Our tears should start from the beginning of a heavy rain.

There is always a rainy day in our past. It was the heaviest rain in our lives that day, and we will never forget it.

Everyone has passed by that kind of hair salon, that kind of simple pornographic place, with ambiguous small lights on, and a woman standing behind the door, waving to passers-by. Most of the ladies in such pornographic places are middle-aged and old.

Women, in addition to waving, will also lift up their skirts to the elderly, and have various ways of soliciting customers. Some young ladies in cities even forcefully solicit customers on the street. They are more proactive than street women. Their smiles are not

It doesn't mean you like it, forcing a smile is just to hide your disgust.

In a certain city in the western region, a middle-aged woman stood under the wall of a park all day long, while dozens of elderly people waited to pay to touch her. She unfastened her belt and took off her pants again and again, just like the quiet air

, let those old hands touch it here and there.

In Sanyuanli, a group of armed police officers surrounded a hair salon. The strange thing is that the armed police officers all wore gas masks and isolation suits. They arrested a young lady suffering from AIDS.

A tumor in the shape of an enoki mushroom has grown on my lower body.

Maomao is a young lady in this simple pornographic establishment, and her bosses are her parents.

She likes rain, and this kind of weather makes her feel inexplicably sad. When it rains, there will be fewer customers, and she can stay quietly for a while. When there are no pedestrians, she is like a small tree in the room.

She looked at the rain outside the window. The streets were empty and lonely, just like the girl's heart. Only the raindrops kept splashing, making her in a trance. She couldn't find the answers to many questions, but felt confused and sad.

As she wrote in her diary: Is life always full of pain? Or is it only true for children?

She should be worrying about her homework, but instead she's worrying about prostitution. Alas, this poor girl is only sixteen years old.

If a girl lives too hard and sheds too many tears, then the merciful God will give her a sweetheart so that she will no longer be alone.

It was raining heavily that night, and Maomao was standing in front of the foot bath shop in a daze. A handsome boy walked in with a schoolbag on his back. The rain wet the hair on his forehead. He was a little cold, but he still had a charming smile on his face.

Maomao glanced at him, locked the door, and took him into the back room.

A girl always likes handsome boys.

A young lady would also like a handsome prostitute.

The boy was a junior high school student, about the same age as Maomao. He sat on the bed and looked around without feeling nervous at all.

Maomao was very fond of him and said in a slightly shy tone: 50 yuan for a small back, 100 for a big back, and a flute.

The boy asked doubtfully: What is a small back and a big back?

Maomao replied: Why are you like this? It’s not like you don’t know. A small back is for masturbating, and a big back is for making love.

The boy was a little surprised and said: Ah, I really don't understand.

Maomao said impatiently: Then what are you doing here? This is your first time.

The boy explained: I came here to take shelter from the rain. It was raining heavily outside.

Maomao said: "Hurry up, don't waste time, we are not a place to take shelter from the rain, please give us money first."

The boy took out a hundred yuan and said: I won't slap you on the back, let's just talk.

Maomao took the money. This was the first time she met a prostitute who didn't want to be a prostitute. The two of them sat together. Maomao didn't know what to say, so she had to remain silent. The atmosphere was a bit awkward. There was lightning and thunder outside, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier.

Big.

The boy took out his mobile phone and played a song. The two of them listened quietly. Later, Maomao would sing this song every time it rained.

Beautiful stories always have an ending

Mine is losing you

Watching your back gradually walking away

It's like this life is destined

But I really want to tell you, I want to tell you

You are my most beautiful encounter

I think I won't forget you

Even if you leave me at night

Even if it keeps raining

on a rainy night

I wish I would never wake up from this beautiful dream

…

The rain stopped, the boy left, and his back disappeared into the night.

This is a romantic legend belonging to a prostitute. One day, it started to rain, and a handsome boy stood in front of her. He did not go whoring or massage. The two of them did nothing, did not have any physical contact, and were just quiet.

Talking, asking and answering some trivial things. Their eyes avoided touching, and the two of them listened to songs together and listened to the sound of heavy rain.

Maomao thought this boy was different, and her cousin told her that he was probably a wealthy young man.

Maomao had more expectations. When she stood in front of the door, in addition to waving to the prostitutes who were planning to come in, she was also filled with joyful desire to see the boy again.

A few days later, the boy walked by the door again. Maomao glanced at him secretly, then squatted down to hide herself. Her heartbeat was beating hard, her face was a little hot, and even her breathing became rapid.

The boy glanced at the foot bath shop, and when he walked past, Maomao dared to stand up.

She excitedly said to her cousin, I saw him, I saw him clearly, he is so handsome, haha.

She said to her cousin in frustration: But he didn't come in. I... really hope he never comes in. Alas, our place is not the place he should come. But, I still want to see him again. When will I see him again?

Seeing him, oh, he really shouldn't be here.

From then on, every time this girl gazed, her gaze was filled with flowers that only she could see and smell.

Every girl has a colorful garden in her heart!

Rain cannot be disassembled and can only be composed of two parts: water and thoughts.

How many people have insomnia on rainy nights, stare out the window in a daze, and feel inexplicably lonely and sad. This is all because they are thinking about another person.

When it rained for the second time, Maomao saw the boy walking towards the foot bath shop.

She was extremely nervous, stamped her feet lightly, and said in her heart, don't come, don't come, don't come.

The boy walked in again, gave her one hundred yuan again, and sat with her again on the dirty bed where countless prostitutes had lay. This time, Maomao did not introduce the price of pornographic services to him. She was so nervous that she almost

She cried, hoping that the boy would leave quickly, but also longing for the boy to stay.

The boy talked about some things in school and his friends.

Maomao lowered her head and listened, suddenly feeling sad. She had never had any friends.

The boy said: I envy you, you don’t have to go to school.

Maomao said: Ah, I really want to go to school.

The boy said: Then we'd better be in the same class, and I'll sit at your table.

Maomao said: Ah, but, I...

The boy said: No one in school dares to bully you. I have many friends who are very good at fighting.

Maomao said: I can't go to school, I can only stay here, I don't even have any friends.

The boy said: I will be your friend.

Maomao said: Okay, but you know, I am...

The boy said: It doesn't matter.

During that conversation, Maomao learned that the boy's name was Xiaobei, and she boldly called him baby in her diary. There was always something in a girl's private diary that made her blush and make her heart beat. The two quickly became familiar with each other, and the boy went to and from school.

Maomao would deliberately pass by Maomao's foot bath shop. Most of the time, the two would smile and pass by. Sometimes, Xiaobei would walk in. Maomao always lied to her mother. She claimed to her mother that she "didn't do it" and "just knocked Xiaobei."

"Back" to help Xiaobei save money. Xiaobei was very generous and never minded. He paid for prostitution just to talk to Maomao.

He likes to be with her.

Sex is a small thing, love is a big thing!
To be continued...