Chapter 104 Chapter 104 Human nature is a complex subject...
A month ago.
The bright moonlight of deep winter shone in from the window, reflecting Yao Yulan's extremely shocked expression.
She stumbled back a step, took a deep breath amid the girl's crying in the bedroom, then lifted her numb legs and slowly walked down the stairs.
He Ling was leaning on the polished counter in the kitchen, tinkering with a beauty drink while following the evening gourmet show on TV.
Seeing the nanny come down with a stiff expression, she raised her eyebrows in surprise, "What's wrong?"
"...Can't you hear me?" Yao Yulan tilted her head and pointed upwards. "Aren't you going to see what your husband is doing?"
"Hey, they are just joking around!" He Ling waved her hand indifferently.
"Can you really not see it, or are you pretending not to see it?" Yao Yulan felt a long-lost tearing pain in her heart.
"I'm saying, aren't you being a bit nosy?" He Ling raised her eyebrows unhappily. "She's just a temporary nanny. Know your place, okay?"
A girl's shrill cries could be heard intermittently from upstairs. Yao Yulan stood there, raised her head worriedly, her eyes full of pain and pity.
"..." He Ling put down the spoon in her hand, arrogantly opened the door, strode forward and grabbed the nanny's arm, "If you don't like it, get out!"
Yao Yulan staggered a few steps due to inertia, suddenly stopped, pulled her hand back, and subconsciously picked up the kitchen knife on the kitchen island.
"What are you doing?" He Ling's eyes widened in surprise. She turned around and reached for the mobile phone on the coffee table. "I'm calling the police!"
Yao Yulan didn't even give the other person a chance to press the number. In the blink of an eye, she seemed to be back to that summer night sixteen years ago, her face as gloomy as water as she raised the kitchen knife.
one time.
Two times.
Three times.
He Ling didn't even have time to let out a cry of pain before she fell face down in a pool of blood on the ground.
Yao Yulan breathed a sigh of relief, straightened her back, and faced the pale face standing at the door.
"Sister!" Xiulan looked at her in disbelief and raised her hand to cover her mouth.
“…”
Yao Yulan then remembered that tonight was the day she and her sister had agreed to confront He Ling together.
She wiped the blood splattered on her eyelids with her trembling left hand. She knew without looking in the mirror that in Xiulan's eyes, she must be more eerie and terrifying than a female ghost.
"Go away!" He Ling was still twitching on the ground. Yao Yulan was holding a knife and couldn't explain anything.
However, Xiulan stepped in without hesitation.
"I heard noises upstairs." She closed the door behind her. "Is it Feng Qisheng... and his daughter?"
"Yes!" Yao Yulan's eyes were bloodshot, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Feng Qisheng and Yao Youlu are both beasts! He Ling is even less worthy of being a mother! Listen to me, get out of here quickly. I'm already stained with blood. Killing one is killing, and killing two is the same. I'm going to go up and chop this man to death, and then call the police and turn myself in!"
After saying that, she turned around and was about to go upstairs, but Xiulan quickly stepped forward and grabbed her sister's hand.
Warm and slippery blood, belonging to He Ling, also splashed on her arm.
"I will never abandon you." Yao Xiulan stared into her sister's eyes, "Just like you protected me when we were little, we will definitely be able to escape this disaster!"
Yao Yulan's pupils trembled fiercely, "Okay!"
The two sisters held hands and went up to the second floor together, raising their blades towards Feng Qisheng who had just rushed out after hearing the noise.
A few seconds later, the man also died.
*
"——What about Feng Xiaojing?" Ji Yinhe interrupted with a cold face, "She is only five years old, she didn't offend you!"
Xiulan paused, and her messy hair hit the soft wall behind her several times.
After a long moment, she finally spoke: "We didn't intend to kill her, but when we walked into the bedroom, we found the little girl sitting on the bed, holding a toy camera in her hand. It was a very realistic model... But my sister and I were so bloodthirsty at the time that we didn't realize it was just a toy. Thinking back, I think Feng Qisheng probably gave it to his daughter to distract her and stop her from crying loudly..."
There was silence in the interrogation room.
Yu Jing suddenly realized, "You were afraid she might have filmed the entire murder, so you killed her to silence her?"
Yao Xiulan lowered her head and cried bitterly with regret. "My sister and I only have each other in this world. Feng Qisheng and He Ling are both dead. We can't take her away and abandon her. It's better to send her down to reunite with her parents—"
"What bullshit!" Yu Jing was so angry that he slammed his palm on the interrogation table.
But the two people next to her remained calm. Lu Zheng stared into the young girl's eyes and asked, "Did you kill her?"
Yao Xiulan answered with hoarse crying.
But Ji Yinhe asked again in a deep voice, "Did you kill him?"
Yao Xiulan's voice was sharp, "-Yes!"
"You wouldn't lie." Ji Yinhe said softly, "You killed Feng Qisheng, but Feng Xiaojing, it was your sister who did it, right?"
The interrogation room fell into a long silence, with only low sobs echoing.
"...Does it really matter who it is?" Yao Xiulan raised her eyes after a long pause. "We've been bullied our entire lives. Why can't we seek justice for ourselves?"
"Of course you can seek justice, but you can't go beyond the scope permitted by the law." Ji Yinhe leaned back in his chair and said calmly, "Don't think I'm preaching, but Yao Xiulan, before arresting you, I met your sister. She is a very loyal person who can endure hardships. She worked hard to support you to go to college, not to let you go to hell with her... You have been educated and seen the world. You should use your knowledge and experience to prevent her hands from being stained with blood and falling into an endless hell!"
Xiulan glared at the three detectives opposite her. Her throat felt like it was blocked by a sour, hard lump, and she couldn't make a sound.
After a long time, she took a few convulsive breaths and then burst into a heartbroken cry.
After the last question was asked, everyone packed up their belongings and walked out of the interrogation room silently.
Standing in the corridor, looking at the bright sunshine outside and the people coming and going, the three of them sighed at the same time.
Rather than feeling relieved that the case was finally closed, there was more of a heavy feeling of being in another world.
Yu Jing sighed, "Yao Yulan, Yao Xiulan, and Mu Hui, in fact, these three people are not completely bad people... How could they commit such a heinous crime?"
Lu Zheng said solemnly, "Mistakes are often just a matter of one thought."
Ji Yinhe, who had been asking questions calmly in the interrogation room, was also very sad at this moment.
"...Human nature is a complex subject." She raised her hand and quickly wiped away the tears on her cheek. "But as I said before, each of us must pay the price for our actions."
…
Yao Yulan's injuries were not serious and she woke up from her coma that afternoon.
The police officer standing nearby immediately called the Tiandu Branch, and Ji Yinhe brought people to the hospital and took her statement immediately.
When Yulan heard that her sister had confessed the whole truth, she had no choice but to admit the crime.
"...It was my mother who killed Yao Youlu. As for the three people who murdered the whole family, I did it all. Xiulan had nothing to do with it." She said calmly while lying on the hospital bed. "We cleaned the room together that night. I used to be a live-in nanny. I wiped away all the blood and fingerprints in the house. The knife used to kill the victim had a bent blade. I took it back to Lonely Mountain along with the little girl's toy camera and buried it in the mountain keeper's yard."
Ji Yinhe pressed the recorder and suddenly heard her burst into shrill laughter.
"...It's freezing cold right now, and the body won't be found for at least ten days or half a month. According to our plan, we should have escaped Handong Province long ago. But you police officers showed up the next day and even dug out Yao Youlu, who had been hiding for over a decade. What's even funnier is that I ran into you, the case organizer, on the bus..." Yao Yulan curved her lips, but there was no smile in her eyes. A frightening sound came from her throat, "It's my dad, it has to be my dad... Even if he becomes a ghost, he won't let us go!"
“…”
Ji Yinhe slowly shook her head. Yao Yulan attributed the reason for her arrest to Yao Youlu's revenge in the underworld - her cognition had deviated to such an extent that she could not persuade him back with just a few words.
Although no one responded, Yao Yulan became more and more excited as she spoke, and her words turned into ugly curses, pouring out all the dirty words she had learned in the past ten years of making a living.
The nurse came in with a tray, ready to give her a sedative, but before the needle touched her skin, she suddenly stared out the door and fell silent.
Ji Yinhe turned her head following her gaze and saw Mu Hui standing at the door in handcuffs and shackles, tears in his eyes.
The policeman next to her stood up and wanted to take the person away, but she suddenly raised her hand to stop the action.
"Thank you, Officer Ji. I just have one word to say." Mu Hui turned and stared at the person on the bed. His voice was trembling but serious. "Yulan, you are not alone. No matter what happens, death penalty or life imprisonment, I will be with you, forever."
Big tears fell from Yao Yulan's red eyes, and as Mu Hui left, they wet a large area of the bed sheet.
*
After coming out of Yao Yulan's ward, Ji Yinhe turned and went into the next department.
Tang Ci was also in the hospital. In addition to the mild concussion caused by the explosion, Yao Xiulan's bullet accidentally hit his big toe.
His wife Tan Yaxin, the detectives from the Municipal Bureau's Serious Crime Squad, as well as Lu Zheng and Yu Kyoto stood in front of the bed.
Except for Xiao Wu, who was dragged back by the ear by Rao to write a self-criticism because he fired a shot in panic during the operation.
"I'm fine, hahahaha." Tang Ci, wearing a hospital gown, sat on the bed and ate pork knuckle rice. "It will be fine in a few days. Don't be lazy when I'm not around!"
Everyone was laughing and chatting about the case. Tan Yaxin came over and tugged at Ji Yinhe's sleeve. "I need to go downstairs to pay a fee. Captain Ji, would it be convenient for you to accompany me?"
"Hurrah!"
Ji Yinhe knew that she had something to say, so he followed her out of the ward.
Sure enough, Tan Yaxin cleared her throat and said, "I heard that it was you and Teacher Lu who saved Ah Ci. I am really grateful..."
"We are all revolutionary comrades, and helping each other is our duty!" Ji Yinhe smiled, "Miss Tan, you're welcome."
Tan Yaxin stopped and raised her eyes sincerely, "I was ignorant before and misunderstood you. I still owe you an apology... I'm sorry!"
Ji Yinhe didn't hesitate and laughed out loud, "Then I'll accept it, sister-in-law!"
"Yeah!" Tan Yaxin hugged Ji Yinhe's arm affectionately, "Let's go shopping together later!"
*
The two ladies reconciled their differences, while Cheng Mo received a call from the police and hurriedly left with a group of people.
Yu Jing said he was going out to smoke a cigarette, and only Tang Ci and Lu Zheng were left in the ward staring at each other.
After a few awkward words, Tang Ci suddenly pointed to the briefcase on the chair next to him.
"There's something in there that I want to give you."
"...What?" Lu Zheng felt a little confused, but still followed his instructions and took out the work notebook from his bag.
Tang Ci put down the soup bowl, took the notebook and shook it——
A piece of thin paper folded in half fell down.
He unfolded the paper and handed it to Lu Zheng who was standing beside the bed.
"This is..." Lu Zheng frowned slightly as he looked at the familiar words above. "Ji Yinhe's handwriting?"
"Yes." Tang Ci said concisely, "The first profile sketch she drew was before you came to the Municipal Bureau. It was about the case of Qigong Master Zhang Hongbo..."
Lu Zheng shifted his gaze towards him and tilted his head, "You stayed for so long? At that time..."
Tang Ci nodded and lowered his head. "Putting Yaxin aside, I didn't really trust her at the time... So it's more appropriate for me to give this painting to you as a souvenir."
Lu Zheng looked down at him condescendingly for a few seconds, the corners of his lips curled up, he folded the sketch carefully in half, put it in the small pocket on the inside of his coat close to his chest, patted it and said:
"I'll take it. Thank you."
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