Chapter 164 Suppose the murderer was targeting the fetus.
"Zhou Xiangyun doesn't like to talk about her family affairs with outsiders, and doesn't want to make others worry. Even her friends don't know much about the relationship between her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law."
"It was not long after they got married that Zhou Xiangyun said a few words. Her mother-in-law seemed to dislike her. Her attitude was cold and indifferent, and she didn't respond to her words."
"But later on, the couple lived here alone, far away from her husband's family, and they didn't see each other very often, so there were no conflicts."
"But some time ago, when Zhou Xiangyun was just found out she was pregnant, her mother-in-law came over. At first everything seemed fine, and the old lady was very happy, after all, it was her grandchild. But then I don't know what happened between the two of them. It seemed like they had a big fight, and a few days later, the old lady passed away."
"This happened about a month ago. Afterwards, Brother Qiming and I went to ask some of Zhou Xiangyun's other friends, and they all had some impression of this incident. I then realized that there might be something fishy going on, so I hurried back."
Ge Weiqing's mother...
Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. From previous investigations, they all knew that Ge Weiqing was originally from another place, went to college here, and then stayed here to marry Zhou Xiangyun, who was also a local, and have a child. His parents stayed in their hometown and did not come over, but they really did not talk much about the relationship between Zhou Xiangyun and his mother-in-law.
Now that I heard what Wei Zhengyi said, it does seem a bit suspicious.
Yue Lingchuan asked: "Where is Ge Weiqing?"
Zhou Qiming said: "I summoned him on the way back. I think he will be here in a while."
After finally getting some clues, everyone became more excited.
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In the monitoring room, Shen Qingye stared at the interrogation room behind the one-way glass, holding a pen in one hand and tapping it on his palm from time to time.
In the interrogation room, Zhou Qiming and Wei Zhengyi sat at the front. Looking at Ge Weiqing, who looked expectant, nervous, and puzzled, they tapped their arms carelessly and asked, "Ge Weiqing, how many years have you been in Pingjiang?"
Ge Weiqing was stunned. He didn't expect that he would call him to ask this kind of question. He thought for a moment and said, "Including the time I spent in college...it's probably been about seven or eight years."
Zhou Qiming asked: "Have you stayed here since graduation?"
Ge Weiqing nodded blankly: "Yes."
"I have never left Pingjiang since graduation."
Zhou Qiming asked, "Why did you choose to stay here? I saw that your hometown is doing well, right? Why didn't you go back to your hometown to develop?"
Ge Weiqing was getting more and more confused, but he still answered honestly: "Xiao Yun's family is from Pingjiang. She doesn't want to leave Pingjiang, and I don't want to be separated from her... In addition, I felt that the development of related industries in Pingjiang looked more promising than my hometown. Besides, I spent four years in college, and all my classmates and connections were here. It was not cost-effective to go back to my hometown, so I chose to stay."
Zhou Qiming: "Do your parents agree?"
Ge Weiqing paused, and finally shook his head honestly: "I disagree."
"But I persisted, and they couldn't do anything to me."
He looked at the two police officers in front of him and couldn't help asking, "Comrade police, why are you asking me this? Is it related to Xiaoyun's case?"
Zhou Qiming was silent for a while, then asked, "Do you know how your relationship with your mother is?"
"What is the relationship between Xiaoyun and my mother?" Ge Weiqing hesitated for a moment, and then seemed to think of something. He couldn't help but widen his eyes and said in a lost voice: "What you mean is--"
Zhou Qiming said: "According to our investigation, your mother came to Pingjiang a month ago. But not long after, she had a conflict with Zhou Xiangyun, and she left a few days later."
"Ge Weiqing, do you know what happened between your mother and Zhou Xiangyun?"
Ge Weiqing was stunned for a moment. After a long time, he reached out and wiped his face. His voice was a little hoarse: "I know what you mean."
He said confidently: "But it's impossible."
Zhou Qiming looked at him quietly. Ge Weiqing took a deep breath and said, "My mother did not like Xiaoyun at first. Because I insisted on staying in Pingjiang, she thought that a large part of the reason was because of Xiaoyun. Although she finally agreed to it, she always felt a little angry when she looked at Xiaoyun."
"I know what she's thinking. I tried to persuade her but it was useless. I thought it didn't matter. Anyway, we will stay in Pingjiang for a long time in the future, and there won't be many opportunities for me to meet her."
"After so many years, she may have understood my thoughts and her attitude towards Xiaoyun has gradually improved. Occasionally, when we go back during the holidays, we can still talk and laugh together."
"In the past two years, she has been urging us to have a child quickly, while we are still young, so that it will be easy to give birth to and raise. So when she found out that Xiaoyun was pregnant, she was extremely happy and rushed over from our hometown, bringing eggs from the chickens raised at home. She originally wanted to take good care of Xiaoyun for a while, but in the end..."
As he spoke, he lowered his eyes and sighed softly.
"And they ended up having a conflict?" Zhou Qiming said.
Ge Weiqing nodded: "At the beginning, they got along well. Xiaoyun had a good temper, and my mother was willing to take care of her. Until one time when we were out, a neighbor said that Xiaoyun looked like she was pregnant with a girl. My mother said that a girl would be fine, and that she would have another child in the future to make a good name."
"Xiao Yun's face turned pale at the time. After returning home, she told my mother that no matter whether the child was a boy or a girl, she would only have this one child. We had discussed this before, but my mother didn't know. When she heard this, she said that was impossible. I am the only boy in our family, so I must give birth to a son in the future."
He exhaled heavily, "Neither of them could convince the other, and both insisted on their own opinions, and the quarrel became more and more fierce. Seeing that the relationship between the two of them, which had finally eased, became so tense again, I had no choice but to tell my mother that I would persuade Xiaoyun in the future and asked her to go back first and prepare some small clothes and diapers for the child..."
He looked at Zhou Qiming and said seriously, "Comrade police officer, my mother does have some traditional ideas of favoring boys over girls. But it is precisely because she favors boys over girls that she is even less likely to do anything to Xiaoyun or the child!"
"I have an older sister and a younger sister. I am the only boy in the family. She can only rely on me. Even though she might be a little angry with Xiaoyun, he is still her grandson. She would never do such a thing."
"Besides, she is old and cannot come to Pingjiang by herself. We three siblings have to buy tickets for her every time. I personally sent her back that time. There is no way she would come to Pingjiang again without alerting others."
Zhou Qiming and Wei Zhengyi looked at each other.
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"So far, neither Zhou Xiangyun, Ge Weiqing, nor their relatives and friends have obtained any useful clues."
Zhou Qiming sat back on his desk, frowning, "This is weird. She has no enemies, and has never had conflicts with anyone. She gets along well with most people. Why did the murderer kill her for no reason?"
The office was silent for a moment, and everyone was puzzled.
There has to be a reason for killing someone, right?
It could be for revenge, love, or money, but none of them match the cause of Zhou Xiangyun's death, which inevitably gives everyone a headache.
Shen Qingye huddled in the chair, lowered his eyes and pondered for a long time, then suddenly said:
"Since we can't find any clues from this route, why don't we try another way?"
Everyone looked over, and Jiang Cheng's eyebrows moved slightly: "You mean..."
Shen Qingye stood up, picked up the pen beside him and wrote a few words on the whiteboard:
"Let's just assume."
"Let's assume the murderer wasn't targeting Zhou Xiangyun at all, but the fetus."
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