Chapter 6: The farce is dead, what else is there to watch? …
The slap came too suddenly and unexpectedly, no one expected it.
Luo Kaiyang was the first to react, and quickly protected the person behind him: "Auntie, what are you doing? Why are you hitting someone for no reason?"
Mother Zhou, however, put her hands on her hips and pointed at Lin Xiaofeng's nose and cursed: "I hit him! You bastard! If it weren't for him, my Meihua would still be fine, how could she die?"
Lin Xiaofeng stared at her blankly, not even trying to dodge when his saliva sprayed on his face:
"You shameless bastard, you seduced my Meihua, and now you dare to appear in front of me? I will beat you to death, I will beat you to death!"
Mother Zhou struggled desperately and wanted to hit someone, but Luo Kaiyang quickly stopped her and said, "Auntie, Auntie, he and your daughter are in a normal relationship. Did you misunderstand something?"
"What a bullshit normal relationship!" Zhou's mother turned around and scolded him: "My daughter Meihua was so well-behaved before. I told her to do something but she never followed my lead. What happened? How long has she been here and she's already having a relationship! And she's dating a guy from another place!"
Mother Zhou frowned, "I told her long ago that I would never agree to this. Tell her to break up with me right away! Stay home and find a local man to marry! She still doesn't want to, and still wants to marry that poor boy? How dare you make trouble with me!"
"If I had known this earlier, I would have broken her legs and locked her up at home. This is better than letting her be killed here for no apparent reason!"
Mother Zhou was trying to grab him, but Lin Xiaofeng hesitated and said, "Auntie, I am sincere to Meihua..."
Mother Zhou glared at him, "Bah! How much is sincerity worth? You are a poor guy, can you buy her a car or a house? When she marries you in the future, she will be thousands of miles away from us. Isn't it a waste of my raising this daughter?"
"It's all your fault. If it weren't for you, Meihua would still be by my side. How could this happen? You son of a bitch, you bastard, you killed my daughter, you killed my daughter, you must pay for it with your life!"
After listening to her words, Lin Xiaofeng took two steps back in a daze. He wanted to say no, and that if they got married, he would definitely bring Meihua back often. But when the words came to his lips, looking at her face which was somewhat similar to Zhou Meihua's but particularly ferocious, he couldn't say anything. He just stood there stupidly, not moving at all.
It has come to this point, what else doesn't he understand?
How could Zhou Meihua not be willing? She was willing, she fought for it, she even resisted, but she failed to get a satisfactory result.
What is he doing? And what is he doing?
Lin Xiaofeng's lips trembled, and he finally leaned against the wall, squatted down, and broke down and cried: "Meihua, Meihua, I'm sorry, I'm sorry for you, wuwuwu..."
"It's my fault. It's all my fault. I'm so sorry, Meihua..."
The hall suddenly became a mess. Although Mother Zhou looked frail, she actually had amazing fighting power. Luo Kaiyang was busy trying to stop her while taking care of Lin Xiaofeng:
"Auntie, Auntie, let's not talk about this for now, let's go see your daughter first, okay?"
Luo Kaiyang tried to coax her in a gentle manner, but Zhou's mother said, "What the hell! He's already dead, what's there to see?!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the room suddenly fell silent, and Shen Qingye looked at her in disbelief.
Luo Kaiyang pulled the corner of his mouth: "Auntie, are you kidding me?"
"Who is in the mood to joke with you?" Mother Zhou pushed him away, wiped her tears with her hand, raised her chin and said to Lin Xiaofeng: "Because of you, I lost a daughter! I don't care, you have to pay me money! Pay me money!"
The other woman who came with her remained silent, but the other boy's eyes lit up when he heard her words and he also shouted, "Yes, yes, pay me, pay me!"
Luo Kaiyang's face looked a little unhappy: "Auntie, there is someone else who killed your daughter. We have caught the murderer——"
"That's perfect!" Mother Zhou said immediately, "That person has to pay compensation too! It was not easy to raise my daughter to that age, and now she's dead. He has to compensate me, at least 100,000 yuan!"
"I don't care about anything else, just pay me the money!"
The hall suddenly became chaotic again, with shouting, crying, and calls for people to stop fighting interweaving together, making people's brains hurt.
Fang Yun at the side had a look of disbelief on her face: "No, is she still a mother? Her daughter is dead, but she didn't even ask who the murderer was, and she only wanted money? She is obsessed with money, right?"
Shen Qingye pursed her lips tightly, looked at Mother Zhou and the equally thin woman beside her, then glanced at the chubby boy, lowered her eyebrows, and said in a deep voice: "Stop looking, let's go."
The farce in the hall continued until we went out and the surroundings became quieter.
Fang Yun sighed twice before leaving. Shen Qingye looked up at the azure sky, remained silent for a long time, and sighed softly.
After leaving the detachment yard, Shen Qingye walked forward, and suddenly a "beep" horn sounded behind him. She looked back and saw a familiar black jeep following behind her.
Yue Lingchuan stuck his head out of the car window: "Go home? I'll take you there?"
Shen Qingye smiled and said, "No need, I drove here."
She glanced at him and asked, "There's still a commotion going on inside, Captain Yue, don't you want to go check it out?"
Yue Lingchuan said casually: "Luo Kaiyang can handle it." What's more, he couldn't do the kind of job of comforting people.
Shen Qingye asked as he walked: "According to the regulations, the body of the deceased should be taken away by the family members, right?"
Yue Lingchuan said: "Generally speaking, this is the case." He paused and said: "But there are also precedents where family members gave up claiming the body."
Shen Qingye pursed her lips and said nothing.
Yue Lingchuan asked her: "Are you worried about Zhou Meihua?"
Shen Qingye nodded: "The situation of the Zhou family... I don't know if they are willing to take Zhou Meihua away."
Yue Lingchuan said: "It shouldn't be the case. In rural areas, no one can hide anything. If they really took the compensation and didn't claim the body, they wouldn't be able to stand the gossip from the people around them."
Shen Qingye pulled the corner of his lips: "I hope so."
While speaking, Shen Qingye also stopped and walked towards the car parked on the side of the road.
Yue Lingchuan took a look and raised his eyebrows: "Oh, Mazda, it's not cheap."
Shen Qingye looked back at his jeep and smiled, "Captain Yue's Grand Cherokee is enough to buy me two cars."
Yue Lingchuan also smiled, looked at her driving away, leaned back in the chair, tapped the steering wheel with his fingers, and still felt itchy in his heart.
What a pity. What a pity.
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The car stopped in the yard, and the people in the villa heard the noise and rushed out to greet them:
"Xiao Feng is back?"
The visitor was about fifty years old, with handsome features and a kind smile: "Are you tired after working all day? Come on, come on, my meal is almost ready, come and eat!"
Shen Qingye closed the car door and responded with a smile: "It's okay, just sitting in the office, not tiring."
She looked around and saw nothing else in the yard except her car, so she asked, "Is my mother not back yet?"
Aunt Chen said, "Boss Shen went on a business trip. Her secretary came back in the afternoon and hurriedly packed two sets of clothes and left. Didn't she tell you?"
Shen Qingye shook his head: "No, I guess I'm too busy."
She walked to the door of the villa, her nose twitched, and she couldn't help but ask, "What delicious food did Aunt Chen make today? I can smell the fragrance."
Aunt Chen smiled and said, "Today I saw someone selling bamboo shoots on the street, so I bought some and made a fresh bamboo shoot chicken soup, which is still simmering on the stove. I also made your favorite Chinese toon fried egg and stir-fried some green vegetables. Don't just stand there, wash your hands and eat."
Shen Qingye responded with a "OK" and took out the bowl and chopsticks. Aunt Chen had already brought a bowl of soup to her: "It's cold outside, drink some soup to warm your stomach first."
The chicken soup was still steaming hot. Shen Qingye picked up the spoon and blew on it for a long time before taking a sip. He smiled and said, "Mm, it tastes good!"
Aunt Chen's eyes were wrinkled with smile: "As long as it tastes good. It's cold these days, I'll make you some more soup to warm you up."
Shen Qingye ordered directly: "Then I want to drink pork rib soup tomorrow!"
Aunt Chen looked at her with a loving face: "Okay, okay, I'll make you some pork rib soup."
After dinner, Shen Qingye went out to digest the food. After coming back and washing up, he locked himself in the room.
She recalled today's experience, turning the pen in her hand intermittently.
The first thing that can be confirmed is that the voice was definitely not an illusion she heard, because before that, she did not know Lin Xiaofeng and Li Dazhi. The voice was able to accurately say the two names and pointed out that Li Dazhi was the murderer, and the results proved that this was correct.
From this we can judge that she may have a special ability to hear... the voices of non-human objects?
But from this morning till now, she has only heard the sound of the pearl hairpin. It is conceivable that this ability has limitations.
So...the limitation is on her? Or on the object?
Maybe not all objects can talk? Only those...that have become spirits? Or only spiritual people can do it?
As she thought about this, she glanced at the decorations in her room, and couldn't help but clear her throat. She asked tentatively, "Is there...something that can talk?"
The room was dead silent.
Shen Qingye did not give up and called out again: "I can hear your voices. If you can speak, can you answer me?"
There was still no movement in the room.
Shen Qingye knocked on the table he had used for many years: "Can you speak?"
The table ignored her.
Shen Qingye poked the wardrobe again: "Squeak?"
The wardrobe is silent.
Shen Qingye tried one by one, but still no one gave her a response. Just when she was disappointed, "bang bang" sounds suddenly rang out in the room.
Shen Qingye's eyes lit up instantly, but before she could be happy, she heard Aunt Chen's voice outside: "Xiao Feng, what are you mumbling about in the room by yourself? You still have to go to work tomorrow, go to bed early."
Shen Qingye's face suddenly became hot, and he quickly responded: "It's okay, Aunt Chen, I'm reading a book and will go to bed soon!"
"Okay, there's some milk downstairs, drink some before you go to bed."
Shen Qingye responded with an "ok" and waited until the noise outside the door disappeared before he fell on the bed and rubbed his face.
Really...
She took a deep breath and looked up at the ceiling.
If it is not a restriction of the object, then it is a restriction on her?
Or maybe... you have to be at a certain time and place to hear the sounds of those objects -
Wait, a specific time and place?
Shen Qingye's heart paused.
She heard the voice today between 9:30 and 10 in the morning at Zhou Meihua's home.
Zhou Meihua's home...
Shen Qingye sat up suddenly, the crime scene!
Zhou Meihua’s home is the crime scene!
She quickly got up and wrote down the clue. After a moment, he gently put a question mark at the end.
Whether it is true or not, we need to verify it again.
Shen Qingye put down his pen and thought about what happened today. After confirming that there was nothing wrong, he walked to the bed and prepared to go to sleep.
But after lying in bed for a while, she opened her eyes and looked at the dark night. After a moment, she sighed softly.
She originally thought that she didn't care, but at this moment, the scene of Zhou Meihua lying in a pool of blood kept appearing in her mind.
It’s not that I’m afraid, but just an indescribable melancholy and sigh.
As a girl in her prime, she should have had a very bright future.
Shen Qingye closed his eyes, and this time, put aside all distracting thoughts, and slowly fell into sleep.
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The next morning, Shen Qingye woke up a little early with all kinds of thoughts mixed up in his mind.
When she finished washing up and went downstairs, Aunt Chen had already prepared breakfast, but she was not in the villa. She was probably out buying groceries.
She is the only one left at home.
Shen Qingye stood on the stairs, looking down at everything in the living room. After a moment, he suddenly cleared his throat:
"Is there anything that can talk?"
It was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Shen Qingye waited for a long time, raised his hands to rub his face, and couldn't help but pouting.
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When I arrived at the office, it was just a little after seven.
Shen Qingye parked the car and walked straight to the office. Just as he was about to enter, he caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of his eye.
She paused and asked tentatively, "Brother Zhengyi?"
At the entrance of the serious crime unit, Wei Zhengyi heard the noise, turned his head, and looked over with a blank look. After seeing Shen Qingye, it took him a long time to react: "Ah, it's Xiao Shen."
As he spoke, he yawned weakly and tears welled up in the corners of his eyes. The originally neat and clean-cut man now had wrinkled clothes and looked sloppy. The dark circles under his eyes were so thick that ink looked like it could drip out. He had no image at all.
Shen Qingye had a deep impression of him. He was a young boy who had just graduated a few years ago. He was scolded by Captain Song a few times for dressing too "fashionably" at work.
Thinking about his usual appearance and looking at him now, Shen Qingye took two steps forward and frowned, "You didn't stay here all night, did you?"
"That's right." Wei Zhengyi said sleepily, "I didn't sleep all night, and I didn't get enough rest yesterday. I'm so sleepy."
Shen Qingye asked, "Didn't Captain Yue say that you and Brother Jiang went to catch the serial killer? Didn't they catch him?"
"He's been caught." Wei Zhengyi waved his hands and said with a wry smile, "But he didn't admit anything. Brother Jiang, Brother Qiming and I interrogated him for a whole night, but he didn't say a word."
"You don't admit it?" Shen Qingye frowned: "Didn't we arrest him because we had enough evidence?"
"That's what they said." Wei Zhengyi said, "But we caught him at his home. Afterwards, the trace inspection team searched there for a whole night, but they didn't find any bloodstains or anything unusual."
Shen Qingye's brows slowly knitted together, and Wei Zhengyi said:
"That means it's not a murder scene at all."
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