Qin Meihua suddenly ripped open her collar, revealing a blackened scar on her chest from a cigarette burn, like a distorted ghost face:
"Who knew he would let someone... someone else ruin me! Brother Gang, Brother Sheng... and my good brother! He's worse than an animal. At least an animal won't bite the person who feeds it!"
Her voice suddenly lowered, like a demon crawling out from the depths of hell:
"Why was I drinking with Zhao Shunxi in the village? Wasn't it because I wanted the Qin family to hold their heads high in the village? But what about Qinghua?"
"For the Qin family?"
Qin Ying sneered and tapped the glass with her fingertips.
"You were hanging out with Zhao Shunxi back then because you hated Fu Hanzhou's family and wanted to break off the engagement and marry into a richer family? Now you're calling yourself a saint?"
Qin Meihua's face instantly turned the color of liver, and a low growl like a trapped animal rang out from her throat:
"You're talking nonsense! It was the Fu family first—"
"First what? First reinstate your official position. Do you regret it?"
Qin Ying approached the glass, her eyes like knives:
"Why didn't you think about your dignity when you stole my engagement? Why didn't you pretend to be a good person when you pushed me to death?"
Qin Meihua dug her nails deep into her palms, and laughed until tears streamed down her face.
"When you were a rich lady in Fu Hanzhou's arms, did you ever think about me rolling in the mud?"
She suddenly pulled aside her messy hair, revealing the bruises on her neck:
"He immediately pushed me over to those beasts! He said I was useless and that the glory I had with Zhao Shunxi was all fake..."
She suddenly paused, the smile froze on her face, and her fingertips continued to pull her hair, as if all the life had been sucked out of her.
The next second, she slowly raised her head, her pupils suddenly dilated, as if she was caught in some horrible memory.
The voice became mechanical and hollow:
“They pinned me to the ground…”
She tore at her hair frantically, as if she felt no pain, and a few strands of hair were torn off along with the blood scabs:
"Those bastards said 'twins must taste different'..."
Her nails dug deep into her palms, and blood oozed from the new wounds, dripping onto the old scars on her chest:
"Qinghua was standing at the door, guarding it like a dog..."
The sound of rain outside the window suddenly became louder, washing against the iron bars of the interrogation room, and the thunder illuminated Qin Meihua's twisted hatred.
She suddenly burst into a shrill laugh that made the glass buzz:
"He accepted Gu Ping'an's money, and his eyes lit up like a wild dog seeing a bone! He said he would blow you up, and that he would step on your blood to climb up..."
Qin Ying clenched her fingers tightly.
The woman in front of him had disheveled hair and bulging veins on her neck, like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue.
"That morning, I watched him stuff the caustic soda into his backpack and walk out of the rental house without even looking back..."
Hatred flashed in Qin Meihua's eyes:
"He has lost all his humanity. He will definitely leave me to these thugs and won't take me away. I won't accept that!"
She pinched the back of her hand so hard that blood flowed down between her nails.
"He pushed me into hell, and I'll drag him down with me even if I die. I want to watch him blow you up, or he get blown up himself! Unexpectedly, he still failed and fled to the reed marsh like a stray dog..."
She roared and roared, with hatred surging in her eyes:
"But he deserves it!"
Qin Ying looked at her red eyes, her breathing suddenly quickened, and a slight gurgling sound came from her throat:
"I was tricked into being a scapegoat by Gu Ping'an, and yet I still wanted to take advantage of her and have fun with her. Hahahaha... I haven't learned anything good, but I'm good at eating, drinking, whoring, and gambling."
Qin Meihua suddenly imitated Qin Qinghua's appearance, with a crazy expression:
"When he ripped open Gu Ping'an's clothes, the woman was actually laughing..."
She suddenly grabbed her neck and squeezed out a sharp sound from her throat:
"The next second, the syringe pierced his neck! The pearl necklace swung and I heard the sound of bones breaking... Tell me, did he deserve it? He gave Gu Ping'an the opportunity to hurt him. Idiot! What an idiot!"
Qin Meihua let go of her hand, collapsed on the chair, and giggled:
"I heard him begging for mercy, but Gu Pingan said that anyone who knew too much would have to die, all of them would have to die! He kept his eyes wide open until he died..."
She suddenly leaned close to the glass, her breath condensing into white mist on it:
"I knew she would kill me because she stuffed a badge into his hand and said she wanted Wei to take the blame. I thought Gu Ping'an would do anything to get away with this."
"So you came to report it?"
Qin Ying stared at the crazy light in the other person's eyes.
"No."
Qin Meihua leaned back in her chair, a cold smile appeared on her lips:
"I want to let Gu Ping'an know that it's not pleasant to push someone into a desperate situation."
The sound of rain suddenly grew louder, and her voice mixed with thunder, intermittently tearing apart the last bit of disguise.
"Just like when Qinghua pushed me into the fire pit...I was going to die anyway, so why should she live?"
A despair that could destroy everything suddenly appeared on her face:
"I should have known that cooperating with a lunatic like her would be tantamount to seeking death! So—"
A strange smile appeared at the corner of her mouth:
"I can't die alone, we have to die together.
Qin Meihua collapsed on the iron chair, the bruises on her neck glowed a strange blue-gray under the incandescent light, but a crazy smile still hung on the corner of her mouth.
The clock in the interrogation room was ticking, and the iron door suddenly opened with a clang.
Captain Xing pushed the door open and walked in. His army green uniform was stained with dark water on the shoulders. He handed her the steaming enamel pot.
"Drink some hot water to warm yourself up."
"Thank you, Captain Xing!"
Qin Ying reached out to take it, but didn't know what to say next.
Watching Captain Xing raise his hand to turn off the tape recorder on the table, the knob made a light clicking sound:
"Gu Ping'an is next door, do you want to see me?"
Qin Ying's fingers gripping the enamel pot suddenly tightened, causing ripples to appear on the hot tea in the cup.
She looked at Qin Meihua's disheveled appearance outside the glass and suddenly remembered the scene she had just passed through.
Those who do many evil things will surely bring disaster.
Listening to the iron door of the interrogation room slam shut behind them, from that moment on, they had no relationship anymore.
These people deserve to die!
Their calculations had already begun before she arrived. Qin Meihua did not deserve any sympathy for what she had ended up in today.
It should be said, you deserve it!
Sitting down in the archives room, Captain Xing saw that she was lost in thought and, knowing their relationship, he subconsciously said:
"At seven o'clock this morning, she broke the window of the reception room and rushed in."
He took out his wrinkled cigarette box, then remembered that smoking was prohibited indoors, and rolled the cigarette between his fingers.
"Three police officers couldn't hold her down. There were reed fragments in the cracks of her fingernails. She was hoarse from shouting, but she was still saying, 'Gu Ping'an killed someone.'"
The ringing of an old Bakelite telephone came from the corridor.
Qin Ying gently placed the enamel pot on the table, and the metal bottom of the cup collided with the table with a dull sound:
"Captain Xing, I'll go take a look."
Without waiting for Captain Xing to respond, she pushed the door open and went out. The draft blew up the interrogation record on the table, and the papers rustled, just like grass leaves swaying in a reed marsh.
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