Chapter 294: Knives and Guns
The person who opened the door was not Niu Fengxian, but Li Youqiang's wife Zhang Xianglan.
When she saw Zhou Yi, Zhang Xianglan's expression changed slightly, and she had a bad feeling.
"Comrade police, why are you... here again?" Zhang Xianglan asked in a trembling voice.
"Who is it?" Niu Fengxian's weak voice came from the room.
Because the room was too dark, Zhou Yi couldn't see clearly, but he could still see someone climbed up from the folding bed and pulled open the curtain.
Niu Fengxian's voice sounded obviously much worse than before.
"Mom, please lie down quickly. You are not in good health to begin with. Don't let yourself faint." Zhang Xianglan said.
But Sister Niu still walked to the door tremblingly and asked with a worried look on her face: "Have you found Qiangzi? He...he couldn't have committed something and been arrested?"
The tone in her words was not one of panic, but of anticipation.
She would rather her son be arrested than have any other outcome.
Chen Yan didn't know how to start and looked at Zhou Yi instinctively.
Zhou Yi said solemnly, "The Anyuan police found a deceased person. After forensic examination, the location of the deceased's left leg fracture is exactly the same as Li Youqiang's. Therefore, we can basically confirm that the deceased is Li Youqiang. I hope you will accept my condolences."
As soon as Zhou Yi finished speaking, Niu Fengxian's eyes turned black and she collapsed to the ground.
"Mom." Zhang Xianglan exclaimed.
Zhou Yi and Chen Yan quickly sent the man to the hospital. Although they knew that the result was unacceptable, the situation was still a little beyond their expectations.
The tense atmosphere was temporarily relieved only after the patient was sent to the emergency room.
Zhang Xianglan sat weakly on a chair at the door and cried, "After you came to see me today, I was very worried about my mother-in-law. She already has cerebrovascular disease, so I came to see her after get off work. I just arrived and you came."
Chen Yan said apologetically: "I'm sorry..."
Zhang Xianglan covered her mouth and shook her head: "I don't blame you. This kind of thing will be known sooner or later."
Zhou Yi didn't say anything because he had seen this kind of thing too many times.
At first, like Chen Yan, he empathized with the family members and even felt guilty for his mental breakdown due to the family members' inability to accept the situation.
But after experiencing so much, I gradually became numb.
Because the matter is already settled, sympathy is not only dispensable, it may even affect one's own judgment.
Moreover, in the end, you have to deal with this kind of thing yourself, and no matter how much others say, it will be useless.
Zhang Xianglan sat on a chair, holding her head helplessly with her hands and her elbows on her knees.
Chen Yan walked over to Zhou Yi and whispered, "Zhou Yi, what should we do next? Still asking?"
Zhou Yi shook his head gently: "It's not the right time yet. Let's wait until the rescue results come out. Even if we ask now, the information we get may not be accurate."
I asked about it this afternoon, but I couldn't get any information out of it at that time. Now it's even more difficult to ask in this situation.
Suddenly, Zhang Xianglan stood up abruptly, as if remembering something: "Oh no, Xiaowei."
"What's wrong?" Zhou Yi came over and asked.
"I forgot to pick up my son Xiaowei."
Zhou Yi remembers that Li Youqiang's son is called Li Changwei, who is twelve years old and in the sixth grade.
Generally speaking, students go to school nearby. The city has a high population density and many schools, so they are not too far away.
Zhou Yi has been going to and from school by himself since the second grade of elementary school.
However, Zhang Xianglan said that because her parents' home is a bit far away and she has been living there recently, she went to pick up and drop off the children.
Zhang Xianglan wanted to leave, but Niu Fengxian was still being rescued. She was in a dilemma and was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
Zhou Yi said, "Let me pick up your son for you. Should I take him home or bring him here?"
Zhang Xianglan was a little surprised, but did not refuse. She asked Zhou Yi to send the child to his grandmother's house if possible.
Then he told me which school he went to, how tall and fat he was, and what he looked like.
Zhou Yi said hello to Chen Yan and left with the car keys.
When Zhou Yi arrived at Li Changwei's school, it was already past school time. After getting out of the car, he was about to ask the guard when he saw a little boy wearing glasses squatting alone beside a flower bed not far away inside the school gate.
Zhou Yi shouted, "Li Changwei."
The little boy immediately looked up and looked over, his eyes full of confusion.
"Your mother asked me to pick you up."
Li Changwei hesitated for a moment and ran over with his schoolbag on his back.
But before he arrived, he was stopped by the security guard.
The uncle looked at Zhou Yi warily and asked, "What do you do?"
Before Zhou Yi could answer, he asked Li Changwei: "Classmate, do you know him?"
Li Changwei shook his head.
The uncle immediately pulled him behind him and looked at Zhou Yi with hostility.
Zhou Yi couldn't help but want to give the uncle a thumbs up. This awareness of prevention is absolutely good and quite responsible.
He took out his ID and handed it over, saying, "Uncle, I'm a police officer. It was indeed the child's mother who asked me to pick him up. His mother's name is Zhang Xianglan, his father's name is Li Youqiang, and his grandmother's name is Niu Fengxian. They live at..."
As Zhou Yi spoke, Li Changwei behind the uncle nodded.
"Is it true or false? I don't recognize this thing. Who knows if you forged it?" The uncle looked at Zhou Yi's ID card from left to right.
Zhou Yi smiled bitterly, the uncle's safety awareness was indeed first-class.
Helplessly, Zhou Yi turned sideways and lifted his coat, revealing the holster on his waist. He said, "Identity can be forged, but this thing can't be forged."
The uncle was shocked when he saw the gun and quickly returned the ID to Zhou Yi: "Young man, I believe it, I believe it. Here, keep this."
"Uncle, your safety awareness is very good. I salute you."
The uncle laughed repeatedly and said, "As I should, as I should."
Li Changwei followed Zhou Yi into the car. Zhou Yi asked him to sit in the passenger seat, then confirmed the address of his grandmother's house with him, stepped on the accelerator and drove off.
Li Changwei couldn't help but ask, "Is your gun real?"
Zhou Yi nodded.
"Can I touch it?" the little boy said longingly.
"What are you thinking? How can I let you touch the gun casually?"
"Oh, okay..." Li Changwei said disappointedly.
Then he added, "I won't even touch my dad's gun."
squeak--
The sound of sudden brakes suddenly rang out, and Zhou Yi slammed on the brakes as hard as he could.
He asked with wide eyes: "Li Youqiang has a gun?"
The little boy was startled by him, but nodded.
"What does your dad's gun look like? Where did it come from?"
"It's... not quite the same as yours. It's bigger than yours... about this long." The little boy gestured.
From his description, it seemed to be a homemade rifle, and Zhou Yi was more or less relieved.
Homemade guns did exist among the people, and when asked where the gun came from, Li Changwei shook his head and said that his father had hidden it and he accidentally found it one day.
At this time, a car behind honked its horn to urge Zhou Yi to continue driving.
He remembered Zhang Xianglan saying that Li Youqiang should have taken a knife with him when he left, and now he learned from his son that he also had a homemade gun in his hand.
For this reason alone, it seems that Li Youqiang's house must be searched.
But if the homemade gun was also missing, it was very likely that he had taken it away.
But with both a knife and a gun, what does Li Youqiang want to do?
And now the person is dead, and he died naked, so the knife is lost.
What about that homemade gun? Even if it was just a homemade gun, it was an extremely dangerous thing.
And there is another problem here. If Li Youqiang went to Anyuan City with a knife and a gun, then his previous speculation about the pyramid scheme organization might be wrong.
How could a person carrying both a knife and a gun be detained by a pyramid scheme organization for so long and eventually die?
When they see a gun while confiscating personal belongings, the pyramid scheme organization knows that this person is not to be trifled with, and it will be too late to send the person away even if they are tens of thousands of miles away.
Besides, how could a person with a gun be deceived into participating in a pyramid scheme?
A thought flashed through Zhou Yi's mind: Li Youqiang was neither going to Anyuan to sell drugs nor to engage in pyramid schemes.
Li Youqiang went to kill people!
But why would a man who traveled thousands of miles to kill someone be killed?
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After sending Li Changwei back, Zhou Yi went straight to the hospital and called Wu Yongcheng at the same time, telling him that he would also search Li Youqiang's house.
Zhou Yi's inference caught Wu Yongcheng off guard. Just guessing Li Youqiang's motive for going to Anyuan was already full of twists and turns.
When I returned to the hospital, Niu Fengxian had already been admitted to the ward, saying that she had a ruptured cerebral blood vessel.
The key doctor said that the blood vessel did not rupture just now, but had been there for several hours.
In other words, after Zhou Yi and others went to see Niu Fengxian to find out the situation in the afternoon, she might have been stimulated and her wild thoughts led to physical problems.
That's why when Zhang Xianglan came with them in the evening, she looked sick.
The news of Li Youqiang’s death was just the last broken string.
Fortunately, there is no danger to life, and the rupture is not a major blood vessel, so emergency craniotomy is not required.
Zhang Xianglan thanked Zhou Yi profusely for his help. The middle-aged woman's face was filled with fatigue and sadness.
Zhou Yi had noticed before that even though Li Youqiang had many faults, Zhang Xianglan still had feelings for him.
Zhou Yi felt that their son Li Changwei was a relatively sensible child and he was very quiet on the way back.
Zhou Yi told him that because your grandmother was in the hospital, he came to pick you up on behalf of your mother.
After a while, Li Changwei suddenly asked: Have you found my father?
Zhou Yi did not give a direct answer. This kind of thing was not suitable for him to say to a child.
But he didn't know whether the child asked casually or because he noticed something.
In the ward, Zhang Xianglan was guarding the bedside.
Zhou Yi made a look at Chen Yan, who nodded and said to Zhang Xianglan, "Ms. Zhang, if it's convenient, could we go out and chat for a while?"
Zhang Xianglan nodded, followed the two of them out, and closed the door.
"Ms. Zhang, please accept my condolences. We still have some information to learn about your husband, Li Youqiang. Do you think you are still..."
Zhang Xianglan forced herself to speak up and said, "Right now. I want to ask first, how did my husband die?"
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