Chapter 40 Chapter 40 The "Dirty" Dead

Chapter 40

Qin Guman was very skilled in making clothes, and Qin Ye learned some needlework and cutting techniques from him.

Although the styles of the dress Liang Xiaoju is wearing and the one Xiang Tian is wearing now are slightly different, it is obvious that they were cut and made by the same person.

She remembered that Sun Jinfeng said she saw Liang Xiaoju making skirts with her own eyes, and she couldn't help but wonder whether both skirts were made by Liang Xiaoju.

Xiang Tian obviously didn't expect Qin Ye to ask this question. She couldn't help but clench her five fingers hanging by her side, and her voice was no longer as aggressive as it was at the beginning: "Yes. My skirt was made by her."

Xiang Tian glanced at his colleagues from the textile factory who were watching, rolled his eyes in disgust, and said to Qin Ye: "Comrade Public Security, can we go to a place where there is no one around to chat?"

Qin Ye thought for a moment and asked, "Public Security Bureau, is that okay?"

The Public Security Bureau is not far from the textile factory, so confidentiality is naturally beyond doubt.

Xiang Tian nodded decisively and walked out the door first. Wherever she passed, workers from the textile factories made way for fear of displeasing Xiang Tian and getting scolded by her.

…

"you--"

Before leaving, Qin Ye pointed at the sewing team leader and warned him again, "If you dare to fabricate the victim's situation again and mislead the public and the police, we will deal with you immediately. Do you understand?"

Her words were a warning to the sewing team leader and also to the onlookers.

Once the rumors about the sewing team leader spread, it would be tantamount to secondary harm to the deceased Liang Xiaoju and Liang's family.

The leader of the sewing team quickly made a zipper-like gesture and gave orders to the workers present: "No more nonsense, no more discussion about Liang Xiaoju, do you hear me?!!"

Qin Ye was too lazy to look at the other person again, and pushed through the crowd and left the textile factory.

As soon as she left, the leader of the sewing team immediately stopped smiling and spat in her direction: "Ugh, you're protecting that little whore Liang Xiaoju. I can tell you're not a good person either."

The workers, who also disliked the sewing team leader, said nothing and returned to their posts.

Some workers also came up to the sewing group leader and continued to discuss the deceased Liang Xiaoju with a smile.

"Team leader, Xiaoju is dead. You must be heartbroken, right?"

"Hahahaha, I've always disliked that bitch Liang Xiaoju, it's a good thing she died!"

"Team leader, did you really see her having sex with a man before she died? Who was that man?"

The malicious laughter was shrill and harsh.

Xu Libai's eyes swept across the faces of the speakers one by one, memorizing their hideous faces, and then he whispered to the nurse beside him: "Let's go back to the hospital."

The young nurse nodded and followed Xu Libai out of the factory.

She didn’t know if it was her illusion, but she always felt that Dr. Xu seemed very angry.

…

In the Public Security Bureau.

Xiang Tian sat on a bench in the hall and nodded slightly to Li Quan: "If you have any other questions, feel free to ask."

Li Quan looked at Qin Ye who had just entered the room with some embarrassment.

According to the clues he has learned so far, the relationship between Xiang Tian and Liang Xiaoju can be described as hostile. Based on normal case experience, Xiang Tian is very likely the real murderer of Liang Xiaoju.

But Xiang Tian was a girl, and Li Quan was embarrassed to say anything harsh to her.

In addition, Xiang Tian's momentum was so strong that he was suppressed by the other party without realizing it.

Qin Ye received Li Quan's look for help, walked over, and handed the coat in his hand to Xiang Tian: "This coat, is it yours?"

This coat was just handed to her by Hu Xuan from the laboratory.

They said that when they arrived at the scene and saw Liang Xiaoju, her body was covered with this coat, which should have been covered by Xiang Tian.

Xiang Tian used a coat to maintain the last bit of dignity for Liang Xiaoju.

"be mine."

Xiang Tian took the coat and put it back on. He tilted his head and looked at Qin Ye for a long time before speaking again, "You are a nice person."

Qin Ye thanked him, sat next to Xiang Tian, ​​and asked, "Are you friends with the deceased Liang Xiaoju?"

Xiang Tian suddenly retracted her hand holding the water cup and stared at Qin Ye in astonishment: "What are you talking about? ! ! Everyone in the textile factory knows that we have a bad relationship. They all know that I am jealous of her and hate her!"

Qin Ye stared at Xiang Tian, ​​who unconsciously dodged away, not wanting to meet her gaze.

"I just heard from Dr. Xu Libai that Liang Xiaoju once took you to the hospital for a late-night checkup. She said in person that you are her best friend."

After an unknown amount of silence, Xiang Tian finally nodded: "Yes, Xiaoju and I are actually friends."

…

Liang Xiaoju is the most beautiful girl Xiang Tian has ever seen. She is kind, beautiful and enthusiastic.

From the first day she entered the textile factory, she liked Liang Xiaoju from the bottom of her heart and wanted to be friends with her.

However, an "insider" in the textile factory told her that Liang Xiaoju was a fickle slut. They often saw different men sending gifts to Liang Xiaoju, and the wives of the men she had hooked up with would come to the factory to find her, kneel before her and beg her to stop seducing their men.

"They are talking nonsense! Xiaoju is not at all the person they say she is!"

When Xiang Tian mentioned the rumors in the factory, she couldn't help but curse those scumbags who were full of rumors.

Liang Xiaoju is a kind-hearted person who always uses her spare time to help elderly people in need. When the elderly’s children find out, they will come to their homes with gifts to express their gratitude.

But for some reason, something that was obviously a good thing has become distorted in the mouths of many people.

The old man's children were used by someone with ulterior motives and became "ironclad evidence" that Liang Xiaoju had an affair with a married man. Everyone spread false information and just wanted to nail Liang Xiaoju to the pillar of shame. No one cared about the truth of the whole matter.

Liang Xiaoju did try to explain to everyone.

But although people said they believed her, they would talk about her behind her back with even more vicious words.

"Later, Xiaoju became indifferent. She told me that she was doing good things anyway, and she was upright and honest, so she wasn't afraid of people throwing dirty water at her."

…

Xiang Tian and Liang Xiaoju were friends for a while.

Soon, the rumors spread to her as well.

Many people in the factory say that birds of a feather flock together. Xiang Tian is willing to be friends with Liang Xiaoju, so she must be waiting for Liang Xiaoju to introduce Piantou to her! Who made them dress up seductively every day, making men's eyes glued to them?

Xiang Tian gritted her teeth, and resentment was revealed in her eyes: "Is it a sin for girls to love beauty? Female students in big cities all wear skirts, high-heeled sandals and stockings, why can't Xiaoju and I wear them? Why do we dress nicely just to seduce men?"

When someone once again said in front of her that she and Liang Xiaoju were sluts, she could no longer bear it.

"I pinned the man who said that to the ground, scratched his face, and picked up an iron, saying that if he dared to fart in front of me again, I would burn his tongue so that he would never be able to utter a word for the rest of his life."

Xiang Tian still feels happy when recalling what he did. "After that, no one in the factory dared to talk about me anymore. But they still talked about Xiaoju."

She wanted to stand up for Liang Xiaoju.

But Liang Xiaoju stopped her, saying that she didn't care about these and didn't want Xiang Tian to have a bad relationship with her colleagues in the factory because of her.

So Xiang Tian advised Liang Xiaoju, saying that group of people only bullied the weak and feared the strong, and Liang Xiaoju could just throw a tantrum in front of everyone like she did before, and that group of people would definitely not dare to say anything to her again.

Liang Xiaoju shook her head and refused.

Liang Xiaoju had never had the heart to step on an ant to death since she was a child, so how could she dare to hit someone?

…

"Then I came up with a plan."

Xiang Tian looked at Qin Ye and smiled. "I pretended to break up with Xiaoju and always bullied her in front of the people in the factory. In their eyes, we are both beautiful and should pull each other's hair every day. How can we be friends?"

So, from the moment she started to "bully" Liang Xiaoju, the factory's opinion of Liang Xiaoju began to change.

Those who once scolded Liang Xiaoju began to sympathize with her and would even secretly scold Xiang Tian behind Liang Xiaoju's back to demonstrate their own "justice".

When Xiang Tian said this, she clapped her legs and laughed, tears seeping from the corners of her eyes: "Hahaha, Qin Gongan, tell me, aren't humans a very strange thing? When Xiaoju was clean, pretty, kind, and beautiful like a fairy, everyone was spreading rumors that she was unclean and a slut."

When she deliberately accused and insulted Liang Xiaoju in front of everyone, those people would stand up and comfort Liang Xiaoju.

They said that Liang Xiaoju was definitely not that kind of person and that she was a good girl. He would also curse Xiang Tian, ​​saying that she had a dirty heart, so she thought everything was dirty.

"I don't care what others say to me. Anyway, they don't dare to say it to my face."

Xiang Tian raised her finger, looked at the beautiful nail polish on her fingertips, blew a breath, and said in a nonchalant tone, "In my opinion, as long as I can stop them from making up rumors about Xiaoju, everything I do will be worth it."

…

After listening to Xiang Tian's story, Qin Ye felt an indescribable sourness in his heart.

Yes, what's wrong with girls loving beauty? Should Liang Xiaoju and Xiang Tian be given a dirty stigma just because they love dressing up?

She pursed her lips, suppressed her thoughts, and asked again: "Do you know who Liang Xiaoju has conflicts or disputes with?"

Xiang Tian shook her head: "Xiao Ju doesn't have conflicts with anyone. Qin Gongan, you want to ask me if I know who killed Xiao Ju?"

She paused for a moment and spoke slowly: "Everyone. All those who spread rumors and slandered Xiaoju are murderers."

…

It was getting dark and the workers in the textile factory were going home from get off work one after another.

Many people expressed regret over the passing of Liang Xiaoju this morning, but some also gloated over it.

The leader of the sewing group was carrying the bulk liquor that had just been bought from the supply and marketing cooperative, humming a song, and walking home while drinking.

The female police officer warned him not to fabricate the cause of Liang Xiaoju's death, but this did not stop him from fantasizing in his mind.

What a pity it was! Before he could take a closer look at Liang Xiaoju's white thighs, Liang Xiaoju was covered by Xiang Tian's coat.

It would have been great if there was no one else in the factory at that time. He might have been able to take advantage of Liang Xiaoju while she was still a little bit energetic.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, and he couldn't help laughing out loud.

At this moment, a big hand wearing a white glove suddenly rested on my shoulder.

The sewing team leader was startled and turned around to see a man standing behind him who was half a head taller than him. The other person was wearing a loose black raincoat and a mask, revealing only a pair of cold eyes.

The man lowered his eyes and glared at him, as if he was looking at a dead object, and said in a low voice: "You like to spread rumors, right?"

The sewing team leader was knocked unconscious before he could even open his mouth to call for help.