Chapter 169 Stewed Cutting Board, Knife, and...Pot? …
Aunt Yan paused with a smile on her face: "Abnormal?"
She lowered her eyes and asked in confusion: "What... is abnormal?"
Zhou Qiming said: "For example, words, behaviors, or attitudes that are different from usual."
Aunt Yan blinked and thought for a while: "No, no."
Zhou Qiming looked at her with a faint smile in his eyes: "Auntie, please think about it carefully, is it really not true?"
Aunt Yan raised her hand to touch her hair and smiled reluctantly: "Really, I have been with her for so many years. If there is anything wrong, I will definitely notice it."
She repeated, "Really, she is just like usual. There is nothing strange about her."
Shen Qingye smiled when she heard this: "Auntie, what you said is wrong."
"Didn't you just say that Madam Qin and Madam Dong had a mediocre relationship before, but in the past two months, they suddenly started hanging out together?"
"Isn't that strange?"
Aunt Yan's face froze for a moment, and then she smiled hastily: "I, I, I didn't react to this either."
"I just thought that making friends wasn't a strange thing, so I didn't think about it that way."
Shen Qingye's smile deepened: "Then you have to think about it carefully again, don't miss anything."
The girl was smiling, but there was an inexplicable aura in her. Aunt Yan couldn't help licking her lips and shook her head, saying, "No, it's really gone this time."
Shen Qingye asked: "Really?"
"Really, really!" Aunt Yan said with a smile, "Would I, would I, would I lie to you?"
"That's hard to say." Shen Qingye raised her eyebrows, her tone gentle but implicitly strong: "Auntie, I advise you to think carefully before you speak."
"Since we came to your door, we must have relevant evidence."
"If you take the initiative to confess, then you are cooperating with the investigation; but if you insist on hiding it, then we have to suspect... maybe you know something and are deliberately helping her conceal the truth."
Aunt Yan looked at her suddenly.
Shen Qingye was easygoing and his voice softened: "Of course, I'm not forcing you to do anything. I just hope you can think clearly. Is it worth it for you to do this?"
Aunt Yan's eyes flickered and she remained silent for a long time.
Shen Qingye just looked at her quietly, neither urging nor anxious.
After an unknown amount of time, Aunt Yan finally said, "I don't know, I really don't know..."
She lowered her eyes and blinked in panic: "She didn't tell me anything..."
Shen Qingye said: "She didn't tell you, but you should have seen something, right?"
Aunt Yan paused and her breathing became heavier.
Zhou Qiming slowed down his voice: "Auntie, don't worry, no one else will know about our conversation today."
The spacious villa was silent.
Aunt Yan was silent for a long time before she sighed softly and said weakly, "What do you want to know?"
Zhou Qiming immediately sat up straight and said, "We want to know where was Tan Yuwei on the night of the 3rd?"
Aunt Yan suddenly flicked her fingers when she heard this.
"...at home," she whispered.
Shen Qingye's eyes narrowed slightly: "Have you been at home all the time?"
Aunt Yan pursed her lips.
Zhou Qiming narrowed his eyes: "She went out in the middle, right?"
Aunt Yan had no choice but to nod, "Yes."
"She did go out at midnight."
Zhou Qiming asked: "Do you remember what time she went out?"
Aunt Yan raised her hand and wiped her face. Now that things had come to this, she no longer concealed it:
"...That night, around nine o'clock, I finished my work and went back to my room to sleep."
"My wife usually goes to bed early because the doctor told her that having a baby is related to her body and her mood, so she should try not to stay up late and take good care of her body. She never knows when the baby will come. My wife always keeps this in mind and will definitely go to bed after 9pm every night, or at the latest 10pm."
"But that night, around ten o'clock, I heard the sound of a car starting outside the yard."
"At first I thought it was my husband who came back, and I was quite surprised. After all, they don't get along well, and my husband rarely comes home unless his wife insists."
"But during the day, I didn't hear the wife call the husband to come back or anything like that, so I thought it was a little strange. I looked down from the window and found that the car outside was not the husband's, but the one that the wife often drove."
Zhou Qiming interrupted and said, "Is it a black Audi?"
Aunt Yan glanced at him and nodded: "Yes, it's the black car."
"My wife likes to drive the black car when she goes out."
"I felt a little strange at the time. I thought it was already past ten o'clock. Where was my wife going at this late hour?"
"But I'm just a nanny after all. It's impossible for me to tell everything about the master's family. Plus, it was late and I had to get up to work the next day, so I didn't think too much about it and prepared to go to bed."
"Just when I was sleeping soundly, I suddenly heard the sound of a car outside!"
Luo Kaiyang asked: "Is it Tan Yuwei who is back again?"
Aunt Yan nodded: "It should be her. When I got up the next morning, my husband hadn't come home yet, and she was the only one at home."
Zhou Qiming asked: "When did she come back? Do you still remember?"
"Yes." Aunt Yan nodded and said, "She seemed to be back around twelve o'clock. When I heard the noise of the car, I was not very happy. After all, who would be woken up in the middle of the night? But she was the owner of the house after all, so I couldn't say anything and could only bear it."
"I looked at the time and it showed a few minutes past twelve."
"I was in a daze at the time, still wondering what she had been doing in just over two hours."
"But it was really late, I couldn't hold it any longer, so I just went to sleep."
Shen Qingye looked at her quietly and asked, "And then?"
"If that were all, you wouldn't have behaved like that just now."
"And then...what happened?"
Aunt Yan glanced at her, sighed helplessly, and said: "After that...something did happen again."
She frowned, as if she was somewhat reluctant to recall those things, and said, "I get up early every morning, usually around six o'clock, and have to get up first to make breakfast, then go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables for lunch."
"After waking up that day, I thought about making some porridge, steaming some buns, and stir-frying some side dishes in the morning. But who would have thought that when I got to the kitchen, I saw it was a mess. The chopping board and knife were placed outside with some marks on them. There was a pot in the sink with greasy walls, as if... someone had stewed something in the pot."
As soon as these words were spoken, the living room fell silent for a moment. It was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, which made people feel uneasy unconsciously.
A cutting board, a knife, and…a pot?
Shen Qingye and Yue Lingchuan looked at each other, their eyes trembling, and their throats rolling up and down for a moment.
Is it...what they think?
The more Aunt Yan thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt. She couldn't help but move her body and said, "I'm really not saying too much. When I saw that scene, I felt uncomfortable all over... It was weird, and I felt uncomfortable everywhere."
"Take the cutting board and the knife blade for example. Although they were cleaned beforehand, it was obviously not done properly. You can still see the blood and...meat residue left on them. Even on the kitchen table, there are meat and blood spots that were splashed there but not cleaned up."
"And on top of that pot... Even though there's nothing in the pot, I can still smell something. It's really... I've been a nanny for so many years and have been in the kitchen for thirty or forty years, but I don't know any meat that smells like that."
"I have cooked chickens, ducks, fish, cattle, sheep, pigs, and even those precious abalones and lobsters, but..."
"And the oil stains on the pot - I wash pots and dishes all day long, but that kind of oil is very different from ordinary oil. When I touched it, I got goose bumps all over my body..."
Even now, when Aunt Yan thinks of that scene, she still can't help but shudder and feels uncomfortable from the bottom of her heart.
"Later, when the wife woke up, I tentatively asked her if she had gone out last night. She didn't hide it and said yes. I asked her what happened to the pot in the kitchen, and she said..."
"She said that Mrs. Dong had just got some new camel meat, which was very fresh, so she called her in the middle of the night to ask her to go get it. I asked her why she didn't wait for me to cook it for her, and she said -"
"She said she was hungry and craving for food, and she thought it was late at night and it would be bad to disturb me, so she stewed the meat herself."
"But... Madam never knew how to cook before."
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