Family murder mystery (13)

In the second half of the journey, the laughter stopped and everyone became serious. Soon the car arrived at the destination, at the gate of the community, all the police officers got off the car, a total of nine people.

Everyone was armed and surrounded Han Changlin. Han Changlin said seriously, "The suspect must have weapons at home. Everyone, please be careful and do not act without my order."

"Okay." Everyone responded in unison.

Everyone split into two teams and went to a certain building in the community from the front and back, but they all rushed upstairs from the corridor. Meng Siqi followed behind Feng Shaomin the whole time, because after getting off the car, Feng Shaomin specifically told her, "Follow him and don't get lost!"

The suspect lived on the third floor, and everyone went upstairs very quickly, almost like flying. Meng Siqi was immediately left behind. Feng Shaomin deliberately stopped and glanced back.

She rushed forward with all her strength, not daring to breathe loudly. But after more than a minute, everyone gathered at the door of Xin Tianfei's house. It was a wooden door with an old surface. It should be where Xin Tianfei had been living.

Han Changlin knocked on the door, "Is anyone here? We are from the Family Planning Office, checking the family planning..."

After shouting a few times, there was no response from inside. Han Changlin turned around to look at everyone and made a gesture to force his way in.

Two investigators stepped forward and slammed the door open. At that moment, before Meng Siqi could react, Han Changlin and Tang Xiaochuan rushed in like lightning.

Everyone rushed into the house. Meng Siqi followed Feng Shaomin into the house. It was dark in the house and the curtains were not opened during the day.

The arresting investigators came out from the bedroom, bathroom, and kitchen one after another, and they all replied in unison: "Team Han, the person is not here."

Han Changlin quickly walked to the front and opened the curtains of the living room. The whole room suddenly became bright. The living room was very tidy. Apart from the very common furniture, there was nothing else, which was in line with the living habits of a single man.

On the table in front of the sofa, Meng Siqi saw several math books stacked together. These must have been what Xin Tianfei read in his spare time.

Han Changlin said: "Everyone, look for the murder weapon first."

Everyone started moving again. Meng Siqi followed Feng Shaomin into the bedroom. When everyone was searching every corner, her eyes involuntarily fell on a photo frame on the bedside table.

The photo frame should be a picture of a father and daughter. The man was about 37 or 38 years old, and his appearance was beyond Meng Siqi's expectations. He wore a pair of glasses, had his hair parted in the middle, and was dressed in a casual suit. His face had a bookish look and even looked gentle, which was completely unrelated to a cruel murderer.

The daughter next to him was about 14 or 15 years old, with two braids, smiling happily, showing two rows of white teeth. This should be a photo taken a few years ago.

Meng Siqi paused at the photo frame for a while, then looked through the bedside table. There was nothing there except a college acceptance letter.

No, didn’t Xin Shu fall from a building before the college entrance examination?

Meng Siqi hurriedly opened the notice, but suddenly burst into tears. It turned out that the notice was fake. Xin Shu's name was filled in on it, and the university was written as Haijiang University. However, there was no signature of the school at the end. All of this should have been made by Xin Tianfei after his daughter's death.

There was a line of handwriting on the notice, signed "Xin Tianfei", which made Meng Siqi even more sad.

"Daughter, you are Daddy's only algebra solution!"

She had just closed the drawer when she suddenly found a newspaper under the foot of the bedside cabinet. She had been very sensitive to newspapers recently, so she immediately moved the cabinet and picked it up. The newspaper was covered with thick dust, but she recognized it at a glance. This newspaper was the report about Xin Shu being "raped".

It is really sad to see an "acceptance letter" and a report of a "rape case" in the same place.

Meng Siqi was still trying to find something when Feng Shaomin suddenly reminded him, "Xiao Meng, gather together."

It turned out that they had finished their inspection. In the living room, everyone's voices were heard, "Team Han, no suspicious evidence was found." "No murder weapon was found."

Meng Siqi walked out the door and found Han Changlin biting his lip with a sharp gaze. He asked, "Where will Xin Tianfei go?"

Xin Tianfei does not have a car. It is really worrying to know where he is at this moment and whether he is planning a crime.

Han Changlin picked up the intercom and said, "I'm Han Changlin. I want to ask the traffic police if they have found the car with license plate number Haijiang 06 03687."

After a while, he replied on the walkie-talkie: "Korean team, no news yet."

Where would Xin Tianfei go? It's impossible for a living person to disappear completely.

Just when everyone was at a loss, Meng Siqi suddenly thought of something bad.

She quickly returned to the bedroom and picked up the newspaper. When everyone was puzzled, she pointed at the reporter who wrote the report, and everyone looked over.

"It's Wen Huizhi!" Meng Siqi said nervously.

"Wen Huizhi?" Han Changlin's eyes froze, and he immediately picked up the intercom. "I'm Han Changlin. Contact the Shixin Evening News immediately to see if Wen Huizhi is at work."

As the intercom buzzed, everyone's nerves tensed.

The intercom replied, "Wen Huizhi asked for leave at noon to go back to her hometown. She has already left the newspaper office and cannot be contacted now. Team Korea."

Han Changlin immediately put away the walkie-talkie and walked out the door while giving a loud order: "Divide the troops into two teams. One team will go to Wen Huizhi's hometown as quickly as possible. Old Feng, you will be in charge. Contact the police there for assistance."

"Another team will follow me to the road to the newspaper office to look for the suspect's footprints."

"good!"

The police car set off again. Feng Shaomin took another route, while Team Han took her, Zhao Leiting and Tang Xiaochuan and immediately drove towards the newspaper office.

Just now, Feng Shaomin suddenly asked Meng Siqi to follow the Korean team. She also realized his considerations in the car. Xin Tianfei has always committed murders by annihilating families, so it is very likely that he tracked Wen Huizhi to her hometown. The road to Wen Huizhi's hometown is even more dangerous.

*

It was a sunny afternoon, and the chirping of birds could still be heard on the treetops outside the newspaper office. Wen Huizhi took half a day off to go back to her hometown to visit her parents.

Recently, because of Zhu Xinting's report, she felt very guilty towards her parents, so she finally arranged her work and went home to visit them.

When she walked out of the newspaper building, she saw the familiar black car. She had known the driver, Lao Tian, ​​for more than half a year and they were now considered friends. Lao Tian used to be a teacher, but later he went into business and drove a car to support his family.

Once it was raining and she couldn't get a taxi, so Lao Tian came to her aid. They exchanged phone numbers, and later whenever she couldn't get a taxi, she would ask Lao Tian for help.

The most important thing is that it is very troublesome for her to go back to her hometown in another city. She doesn't like taking the bus. She always gets carsick and vomits. But she feels very comfortable when Lao Tian drives. So every time she goes back to her hometown, she will ask Lao Tian if he is busy.

After getting into Lao Tian's car, Lao Tian handed her a bottle of water as usual. She also gave Lao Tian a gift box given by someone in the company.

Wen Huizhi took the water with a smile, "Thank you. I always take advantage of you when I take your car."

Old Tanaka has a parted hair, wears a pair of glasses, and looks gentle. In Wen Huizhi's eyes, he has a good image and good character. If he were a few years younger, she, a single older woman, would definitely consider him.

"It's expensive, isn't it?" Lao Tian put down the gift box and said with emotion after the car started, "I rushed home again, and didn't even stay at home for two more days."

"Oh, there's really nothing I can do. The newspaper office is too busy. I can only hope my parents will understand."

The two chatted about some family matters. Wen Huizhi was indeed very busy on weekdays and seldom chatted with others. She only chatted with Lao Tian for a few words when they were taking the bus. She was not too defensive and sometimes even said what was in her heart.

Occasionally, she would still care about Lao Tian's personal situation. She took a sip of water and asked him again: "Lao Tian, ​​your daughter is in college, why don't you consider your personal situation?"

Old Tian never gives a direct answer every time. This time he still looked ahead, smiling without saying a word.

Wen Huizhi understood that such a man might not want to get married anymore, and that all his thoughts might be on his daughter, even though his daughter had already left home to go to college.

She would also pick up topics that Lao Tian liked to talk about: "How is her life there now? Is she getting used to college?"

Old Tian was silent for a moment, then smiled faintly and said, "It's a habit. I don't like to contact you and I don't go home during holidays."

Wen Huizhi also said with emotion: "You can see that life is just a blink of an eye. I still remember when I was in school, my father sent me to school, fearing that I would suffer a little on the way. I complained about him at that time, but now I see that they are old. Hey... When your daughter graduates and finds an excellent boyfriend and starts a family, she will know how important her father is..."

After chatting for a while, Wen Huizhi felt dry in the mouth, so she took a big sip of water and gradually felt very sleepy. She covered her red lips with her hand and yawned quietly. Soon, she fell asleep.

Wen Huizhi had a strange dream. In the dream, Zhu Xinting lay on top of her, shouting for help. Zhu Xinting's hair was wet and splashed all over her face.

Suddenly she woke up, groggy, and saw a blurry figure in front of her eyes. She tried to open her eyes, but suddenly realized something was wrong. She couldn't move her limbs. They were tied up with iron chains. She was locked in one place like a character.

The scene in front of her became clearer and clearer, and her eyelashes, which were covered with water droplets, finally opened. The person standing in front of her was not someone else, but Old Tian, ​​who had always been kind and down-to-earth in her eyes.

Old Tian was no longer as kind and gentle as before. At this moment, he stood there motionless. His friendly eyes had long lost their former color and were now emitting a cold, desolate and even terrifying light.

He was still wearing the same casual suit, but he had put on a pair of leather boot trousers, the kind she had seen slaughterhouse workers often wear.

Behind Lao Tian was a dark and cold warehouse with rows of knives and axes hanging on the walls.

Is this still the old Tian she knows?

She tried to break the chain and shouted, "Lao Tian, ​​what are you doing, Lao Tian..."

She struggled desperately, but her wrists were soon bleeding from the iron chain. She could only give up temporarily and said through gritted teeth: "Lao Tian, ​​are you crazy? I am your friend, why are you doing this..."

Then Lao Tian remained motionless. Amid her hysterical screams, he suddenly smiled, which made Wen Hui shudder with fear.

It was a devilish smile that made Wen Huizhi shudder and hold her breath.

Old Tian finally moved. He slowly walked to the side, scooped a basin of water from the vat, and splashed it on her face again.

"Ah..." The basement was very cold. Wen Huizhi shivered all over. Only then did she realize that her red jacket had been taken off and thrown on the wet ground. She was left with only a halter dress.

The thin white suspender skirt was now tightly attached to her skin after being soaked in cold water, and all the curves of her body were revealed in Lao Tian's eyes.

But her fear was growing as she saw Lao Tian slowly walking towards a wall, choosing a knife.

"Ah, ah..." Originally she was just afraid and timid, but at this moment, she was replaced by the fear of death. The fear of impending death weighed heavily on her and cut into her entire heart.

She couldn't breathe, and tears of pain kept flowing out, "Why? Why? Lao Tian, ​​Lao Tian..."

She was begging for mercy and crying out, hoping that Lao Tian would suddenly have pity on her and let her live.

But Lao Tian seemed not to hear it. He chose a long dagger and started sharpening it on the stone platform.

"Wuwuwu..." Wen Huizhi was already shaking all over, and she began to call out "Mom" in a weak voice.

After sharpening the knife, Lao Tian walked back slowly. However, every step was like the devil himself, and Wen Huizhi didn't even dare to look up.

"Reporter Wen," he began, his voice low and cold, "it's time to introduce myself to you..."

"My name is Xin Tianfei. I used to be a math teacher at Jinyang Second High School. Two years ago, I went into business. I'm sure you all know this..."

Even though he was introducing it, every word sounded like the devil whispering.

Wen Huizhi kept nodding, silently begging him for mercy with her limited strength.

"But do you know why I suddenly resigned? You would never have thought that this has something to do with you too!" He laughed, a soft and sinister laugh.

"I..." Wen Huizhi shuddered again. She didn't dare to raise her head. All she could see was his wet leather boots shining with a cold light.