Chapter 137 Suspect
Taking advantage of the warning in the dream, Yun Qiao decided to tell Qiu about his past life to give her a shot of prevention so that she could at least take precautions in advance.
"Aunt, I dreamed that you were dragged away and assaulted by a dark shadow."
When Yun Qiao told her daughter Qiu about the dream in detail and asked her to be careful, Qiu did not take it seriously. She just gently straightened her messy hair and comforted her, saying, "Yun Qiao, don't worry, it's just a dream. Dreams are all fake."
Yun Qiao could understand why Qiu Qiu didn't care about the dream, after all, she had not awakened the memory of her past life.
Normal people don’t take dreams seriously.
But Yun Qiao was extremely uneasy. She couldn't be as relaxed as Qiu Qiu.
Because she had experienced it once, she knew that the scenes in the dream had actually happened, so she was destined not to be as nonchalant as Qiu, and she dared not take it lightly.
"Aunt, don't think this is a dream and ignore it. Maybe this is God giving us a chance to change our destiny."
Yun Qiao anxiously tried to persuade Xiao Qiu: "Aunt, although these words sound ridiculous and seem to be feudal superstition, I really think this is a hint from God to help us avoid fatal danger."
After hearing what Yun Qiao said, Xiao Qiu still didn't agree with him, but he still said in agreement, "Okay, okay, I get it. I will pay attention and try not to go out at night in the future."
Yun Qiao could see that Xiaoqiu was being perfunctory. She was extremely anxious, but she couldn't say it directly, for fear that Xiaoqiu would think she was crazy and having hysterics. She could only hint at it out of fear: "Aunt, don't take it lightly. This dream is so real. I remember even the details clearly. Ordinary dreams are forgotten after waking up, but I even remember clearly that the murderer in the dream was a cripple!"
"He is very strong and tall and strong, but his legs are rickety and he walks with a limp," Yun Qiao continued.
Qi Qiu asked: "Did you see his face?"
Yun Qiao was filled with unease. She shook her head gently, her voice trembling. "No, no. There was a black fog in my dream that kept preventing me from seeing the murderer's face."
She was in a depressed mood, and her eyes revealed a hint of despair and helplessness.
Yun Qiao didn't understand. If Heaven had been so kind as to allow her to have a dream, allowing her to glimpse the moment of the tragedy in her previous life, why wouldn't it have been so kind to her to the end? Wouldn't it have been better to just let her see the murderer's face?
She felt as if she was in a dark maze. She longed to find the exit, but there were obstacles in front of her that prevented her from finding the right direction.
Is this fate? Is it destined and irreversible?
Yun Qiao was in a heavy mood. She covered her face with her hands and kept recalling the horrible dream, trying to extract some useful information from it.
After a while, Yun Qiao raised his head and asked, "Aunt, are there any lame people in Sanheying Village?"
Qiu nodded and said, "There is one."
"Who is it!" Yun Qiao's eyes instantly flashed with hatred and murderous light when he heard this.
"The eldest son of Old Man Zhang, who lives in the east end of the village, contracted polio when he was a child. The aftereffects left him half paralyzed. He walks with a limp, his arms curled up, and he can't even stretch his hands out," he replied.
Yun Qiao lowered his eyes in disappointment.
Polio.
Then he is not the murderer.
The murderer in the dream had intact arms and hands, but a slight limp in his legs. Although he limped, he walked very fast, dragging a grown woman along at full speed.
"Auntie, besides this polio patient, are there no other crippled people in the village?"
Qiu shook his head: "No, there is only Zhang Jun."
"Okay." Yun Qiao was visibly dejected.
At first, she thought the murderer was Hu Lei, but Hu Lei's legs were intact and he was not crippled. He was also rather thin, completely unlike the tall and strong figure in her dream.
Then, she thought Zhang Jun was the murderer. But Zhang Jun had polio, and the sequelae not only made him lame, but also disabled his arms and hands.
The only two suspects in the village were ruled out one after another, and Yun Qiao really didn't know who to suspect.
Could it be that this premonition was just a dream?
Could it be that the murderer is not from the village?
But this doesn't make sense.
After all, there is only one village, Sanheying, on this low mountain, and Qiu Qiu went out at night by chance.
It must have been a great coincidence for people from other villages to come to Sanheying on that night, and to meet Qiu who was out for the night.
Yun Qiao still believes that the crime was committed by someone from the same village.
But right now, there is no suspect in the village who meets the requirements of the murderer.
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