Chapter 52: Stepfather, you only stabbed me once?
Chunhui Community is located in Zhongyuan District, not far from the Criminal Investigation Detachment. It takes more than half an hour to drive to the destination.
When they arrived downstairs of the unit, there was already a police car parked there. Yue Lingchuan took a glance and strode upstairs.
The crime scene was on the third floor. When everyone looked inside through the open door, they saw a large bag of vegetables, chicken and fish scattered on the ground. The not-so-spacious living room was in a mess, with water cups, fruit plates, etc. scattered all over the floor. There were obvious signs of a struggle.
Looking further inside, I saw a middle-aged man in his forties lying in a pool of blood, his face pale and dead, with a bloody dagger next to him. On the sofa, a middle-aged woman with a swollen cheek was hugging a young girl with disheveled clothes tightly. She was covered in blood and was crying and trembling.
"Captain Yue." Officer Deng from the local police station came over to greet them upon seeing them. Yue Lingchuan nodded and asked, "What is the current situation?"
Officer Deng said, "We just arrived a short time ago. The mother and daughter have just calmed down. Xiao Sun and the others are asking questions."
Shen Qingye looked at the two policemen standing by. One of the female policemen took out a piece of paper and handed it to her. She said in a gentle voice, "Auntie, please calm down first. Tell me what happened slowly."
The middle-aged woman took the paper, wiped away her tears with shaking hands, and sobbed: "Today, today is Yaoyao's birthday, I, I just wanted to buy her something delicious. But when I came back after shopping, I heard, I heard Yaoyao's cry for help and his angry curses. I felt something was wrong at the time, and I quickly pushed open the door and saw that beast, that beast, he was pressing on Yaoyao, wanting, wanting..."
She covered her face and broke down crying. The girl in her arms had an indifferent expression. When she heard the noise, her eyes moved slightly and she slowly came back to her senses.
She opened her mouth and said in a hoarse voice: "Mom..."
Yang Xilan hugged her daughter and burst into tears: "It's all mom's fault, Yaoyao, it's all mom's fault..."
Everyone looked at each other. Shen Qingye and Yue Lingchuan looked at each other, frowning. Rape?
The female police officer also frowned and asked, "You mean, when you came back, you found your husband trying to violate your daughter?"
Yang Xilan nodded, then shook her head and cried, "Yaoyao is my daughter... but not his."
Everyone was stunned, and the policewoman guessed, "Are you... a reconstituted family?"
Yang Xilan nodded, trying to calm down, and said, "Yaoyao's father died when she was two years old. I took care of her for three years, and I met Li Jinguo through an introduction. He behaved very well at the time, and was honest and hardworking. He was also very good to Yaoyao. I thought he was a good man, so I married him."
She took a deep breath and continued, "But not long after we got married, I found out that his honesty and diligence were all fake. In fact, he was addicted to alcohol. Every time he drank, he had a bad temper and sometimes even beat me."
Yang Xilan closed her eyes, looking painful: "At first I missed Yaoyao because he was still young, and he would apologize to me after he sobered up... I thought I could just bear with it. But who could have thought that the beast, the beast, actually had such thoughts about Yaoyao..."
Shen Qingye frowned and interrupted, "Are you saying that Li Jinguo often uses violence against you?"
Yang Xilan said, "Anyway, he gets in a bad temper every time he drinks. If I don't do what he wants, he'll beat me up and scold me. There were a few times when he beat me so much that I was hospitalized and stayed there for a long time..."
Shen Qingye asked: "Have you ever thought about calling the police?"
Yang Xilan whispered, "I did report it. One time he got drunk and went crazy, and beat me up until I was covered in blood. Yaoyao saw it and kept crying. She ran to the police station to call the police for me. But what can the police do when they come? We are a couple, and they can only coordinate when we quarrel or fight, and it is impossible for them to arrest people..."
Policewoman Xiao Sun asked in confusion: "Then have you never thought about divorce?"
Yang Xilan looked at her and smiled bitterly: "I have thought about it, of course I haven't thought about it. But my health is not very good. I have been at home for so many years and have never worked. Yaoyao is still young, and it costs money to go to school and eat..." She shook her head: "Besides, he won't let go easily..."
The girl in his arms heard this, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her hands hanging on the sofa were tightly clenched.
Yang Xilan wiped her tears and continued, "I originally thought that after Yaoyao was admitted to university, I would try to find a job, washing dishes or sweeping the floor. Anything would be fine. As long as I could make a little money and slowly get rid of him, having Yaoyao would be enough for me..."
The girl looked up at her mother and finally spoke: "I can support you..."
Her eyes were red and her voice was hoarse: "I have good grades. When I go to college in the future, I will also have scholarships. I can also find a part-time job. I can support you..."
Yang Xilan hugged her daughter and almost couldn't hold back her tears: "Mom knows, it's Mom's fault, it's Mom's fault..."
The girl closed her eyes, tears rolling down her cheeks. Xiao Sun looked reluctant, took out a piece of paper, and continued with his previous question: "So, after you came back from shopping, you saw Li Jinguo raping your daughter, and in your excitement, you accidentally killed him?"
Yang Xilan wiped her tears and said, "When I saw that scene, my eyes went dark and I almost fainted. Yaoyao kept shouting for help, so I took the vase from her room and smashed it hard on the back of his head!"
"The vase was broken, but Li Jinguo just shook it, nothing happened. He thought I was getting in the way of his good deeds, so he turned around and beat me. I ran to the living room in a panic, but he still refused to let me go. He pinned me to the ground and beat me to death. I was in so much pain that I couldn't speak. I was forced to the table with no way to retreat. In a panic, I felt a fruit knife behind me, and I didn't think about anything at the time. I stabbed it subconsciously..."
Yang Xilan's hands were shaking as she thought of that scene. She shook her head in panic and said, "The blood sprayed all over me at that time. By the time I reacted, he was already dead..."
Shen Qingye paused after hearing this, raised his eyes and asked her: "You only stabbed her once?"
Yang Xilan nodded: "Only one knife..."
Yue Lingchuan tilted his head to look at Qin Yilang who was examining the body. Qin Yilang looked up and nodded: "There is indeed only one wound on the deceased, right in the heart."
Shen Qingye frowned slightly. Is it just such a coincidence? In a panic, the knife stabbed right into the heart?
She looked at the clothes on Yang Xilan. The weather in April had become warmer, and she was only wearing a thin white long-sleeved shirt, which was now covered in bloodstains, which looked extremely obvious.
But when Shen Qingye looked at the bloodstains, he just felt a little strange.
Most importantly, why didn't she hear any sound here?
Is this really the crime scene?
She put those doubts aside for the time being and asked, "Did Li Jinguo suddenly show that he had that kind of thought about Ren Fangyao? Before that, was there anything unusual about him?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Xilan opened her mouth but said nothing for a moment.
Luo Kaiyang narrowed his eyes and asked her: "Can't you tell me?"
"No..." Yang Xilan was silent for a while, and finally sighed, and said with some difficulty: "In fact, when Yaoyao was just in the second grade of junior high school, such a thing happened once..."
Shen Qingye frowned.
Yang Xilan: "That night, Li Jinguo went out drinking with his colleagues after get off work. He didn't come back until after 10pm. I couldn't stand it anymore, so I went to bed. Unexpectedly, in the middle of the night, I heard Yaoyao crying for her mother in the next room. When I hurried over to take a look, I found that beast... holding Yaoyao, kissing and hugging her."
Everyone looked unhappy. Yang Xilan continued, "I was so scared at the time that I pushed and hit him. He slowly came to his senses and mumbled that he was drunk and recognized the wrong person..."
"But I was outside at the time, and I vaguely heard him calling Yaoyao... He went to rest that night as if nothing had happened. I didn't dare to ask more questions, nor did I dare to think too much..."
She covered her face, not daring to look at her daughter. "Later, Yaoyao became more and more beautiful. Sometimes I could sense that there was something wrong with the way he looked at Yaoyao. I was a little scared, but there was nothing I could do. I was afraid that if I divorced him, I wouldn't be able to support Yaoyao. I was also afraid that if I angered him, he would do something even more outrageous... I could only try my best to separate them and not let them meet. After high school, I insisted on letting Yaoyao live on campus, and only occasionally let her come back on weekends..."
She choked up and said, "I'm useless, I'm sorry for Yaoyao..."
Ren Fangyao opened his mouth and said palely: "Mom..."
"I don't blame you." She shook her head: "I'm the one who dragged you down, I don't blame you..."
Seeing the mother and daughter were very emotional, Shen Qingye's gaze slowly fell on Ren Fangyao. The little girl was slender, with fair skin, beautiful and unique facial features. She was wearing a slim red long-sleeved dress, which perfectly outlined her graceful figure.
Her eyes moved slightly, and she asked again, "Is it just that one time? After that, did Li Jinguo never try to do anything again?"
Yang Xilan shook her head and was about to speak, but Ren Fangyao spoke first, "Yes."
She half lowered her head, her eyelashes trembling slightly: "There were a few more times..."
Yang Xilan looked back at her in surprise.
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