Chapter 102 Retrial of Xu Jiaguang
At two o'clock in the morning, the lights in the Municipal Bureau were still on.
A taxi drove slowly past the door and the driver yawned.
When I turned my head, I saw the brightly lit city bureau building.
"Hey, judging by the situation, there must be some major case going on. Things aren't peaceful these days."
The taxi disappeared into the night.
In the office of the Third Brigade, the ashtray in front of Wu Yongcheng was full again.
Zhou Yi frowned, but didn't say anything. He just felt an ominous feeling in his heart when he saw Wu Yongcheng smoking so heavily.
It’s a pity that I didn’t know him in my previous life, after all, the incidence of lung cancer is so high.
"Master, please smoke less. Smoking is harmful to your health." Chen Yan couldn't help but say.
"Hey, it's just a cigarette, you won't die."
Zhou Yi said, "Captain Wu, you're fine, but we can't stand breathing in your secondhand smoke every day. You reek of cigarettes. My mom even thought I'd become a heavy smoker after coming to the Municipal Bureau."
After hearing this, Wu Yongcheng put out his cigarette and nodded: "That makes sense. I won't smoke in the house anymore."
"Captain Wu is indeed very considerate." Zhou Yi said with a smile.
"That's not right." Wu Yongcheng suddenly came to his senses. "You've only been at the Municipal Bureau for a few days. It's not your turn to speak."
Zhou Yi chuckled and said, "I'm asking this on behalf of everyone."
Qiao Jiali walked in carrying a few bags. Seeing the bags, Zhou Yi and Chen Yan instinctively became nervous.
"Everyone come and have some dumplings, they're still hot."
Qiao Jiali put a few bags on the table. Zhou Yi and Chen Yan breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that they were dumplings.
Wu Yongcheng opened a bag and immediately a burst of hot steam came out. Inside the bag was a plastic bowl filled with steaming dumplings.
"Where did the dumplings come from?"
"Director Xie asked the cafeteria to prepare this for everyone." Qiao Jiali said, handing Wu Yongcheng a pair of disposable chopsticks.
"You see, the leader knows how to care about people." Wu Yongcheng picked up a dumpling and put it in his mouth.
"Tsk tsk, the cafeteria is ignorant. They don't even give vinegar to dumplings."
Chen Yan immediately said, "Master, I'll get it."
"No, just have a bite."
A few people started eating dumplings, and Zhou Yi realized that he had almost not eaten all day.
I didn’t feel hungry before because I was running non-stop, but now when I smell the aroma of dumplings, I suddenly feel so hungry that my chest is sticking to my back.
"How is Xu Xinxin now?" Zhou Yi asked.
"Lu Xiaoshuang has taken her to the guesthouse next door," Qiao Jiali said. "Xiaoshuang is a good girl. She's very patient with children. I can't do that. I can't coax her."
Zhou Yi smiled helplessly in his heart. Isn't it true that children from poor families have to grow up early?
"Oh, by the way, Chen Yan, did you call several hospitals in the city to check Zhang Hui's medical records?" Qiao Jiali asked.
Chen Yan nodded. "My master asked me to check Zhang Hui's blood type to see if it matches the body parts."
"The Second Hospital called. You and Zhou Yi went to the auto repair shop, and I answered the phone. They sent you a fax, and I left it on your desk."
Chen Yan immediately stood up, took out a few sheets of fax paper and handed them to Wu Yongcheng.
"I'll eat the dumplings first, you show them to Zhou Yi."
Zhou Yi took it, stuffed two dumplings into his mouth, and began to look through the fax.
Suddenly, Zhou Yi stopped chewing.
Wu Yongcheng keenly noticed his reaction and asked, "What's wrong?"
Zhou Yi chewed a few mouthfuls quickly, swallowed the dumpling, and then said, "Four years ago, Zhang Hui had surgery for uterine fibroids at the Second People's Hospital and had her uterus removed."
"Is there any problem with this?" Wu Yongcheng asked in confusion.
"I remember Xu Jiaguang saying they started giving Xu Xinxin sleeping pills when she was five years old. Xu Xinxin is eight years old this year, so if she was five, that was exactly four years ago."
"Zhang Hui's ex-husband said that she was a son-centric person, so Zhang Hui must be unwilling to give birth to another daughter."
Chen Yan asked, "You mean Zhang Hui had her uterus removed due to illness, which made it impossible for her to bear a son for Xu Jiaguang, and that's why she started pursuing even more perverted behaviors?"
Zhou Yi didn't say anything.
"So what does this have to do with this case?"
Qiao Jiali and Wu Yongcheng both looked at Zhou Yi; they also had the same suspicion.
"I actually have another suspicion."
"What?"
"Xu Jiaguang lied. The one who really wanted to play this perverted game was Xu Jiaguang, not Zhang Hui."
"What if Xu Jiaguang, like Zhang Hui, is also extremely patriarchal? Zhang Hui is infertile due to illness and can no longer give him a son, so he needs to vent his anger. And Zhang Hui, out of guilt, complies with his demands, which leads to this perverted behavior."
Wu Yongcheng frowned and said, "Your hypothesis can only prove that Xu Jiaguang harbored resentment towards Zhang Hui, but it hardly constitutes a motive for killing Zhang Hui. Besides, don't forget that Xu Jiaguang and his ex-wife had a son. Even if he favored boys over girls, he wouldn't kill someone for this matter four years later."
Wu Yongcheng shook his head: "Logically, it doesn't make sense."
Zhou Yi remained silent. He knew that what Wu Yongcheng said made sense, but he vaguely felt that there was something wrong here, but he just hadn't grasped the key point yet.
"Captain Wu, I want to re-examine Xu Jiaguang." Zhou Yi said.
Wu Yongcheng looked up at the wall clock and nodded: "Okay, we can't sleep, and we can't let him be so comfortable."
"Finish your dumplings first. You can't go to the battlefield hungry."
…
In the guesthouse next to the Municipal Bureau, Lu Xiaoshuang washed her face and walked out of the bathroom.
On the bed, Xu Xinxin was sleeping peacefully.
Lu Xiaoshuang leaned over to take a look. Her little face was red and there were fine beads of sweat on her forehead.
Lu Xiaoshuang pulled the quilt down and wiped the sweat from the little girl's forehead with her sleeve.
She looked around the room of more than ten square meters. It was equipped with a color TV, a coffee table, a separate bathroom, a kettle, coffee and tea bags, and a heater.
This was probably the best place she had ever lived.
It's not comparable to that small attic, nor is it comparable to that dormitory with bunk beds for eight people.
She smelled the pillow, which had a faint smell of disinfectant, which smelled really good.
"It would be great if I could rent a room like this after I graduate and start working," she said with longing, hugging her pillow.
Suddenly, she found that Xu Xinxin began to turn over, struggle, and wave her hands and feet around.
She has taken care of children and knows that children cannot sleep well.
But soon, she found something wrong. Not only was Xu Xinxin's body moving around, but her face also showed an expression of pain and struggle.
"Xinxin, what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare? Don't be afraid, sister is here with you."
Lu Xiaoshuang patted her quickly. She knew that the child had a miserable life. Zhou Yi didn't say much, but just said that the child's father was currently a criminal suspect, and the victim was the child's mother.
So she felt very sympathetic towards the child. Compared to this child, her own parents were loving and caring for her, so she was already very happy.
Suddenly, Xu Xinxin, who was struggling in pain, began to cry.
While crying, she shouted: "Daddy, please don't hit me. Xinxin was wrong. Daddy, please don't hit me. Wuuuuuu."
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