Chapter 5 Chapter 4 Getting Burned
You don't need to love me anymore, but I can't allow others to insult your personality, because you are my dignity of love.
You would rather see me as a piece of trash that you can't bear to give up, than let my dignity survive, step by step, and force my heart to be sharp...
After receiving the case, Jiang Zhong fell into a stalemate for a while. Although the insurance company's suspicion was not unreasonable, when communicating with the deceased's wife, he also felt that she was not the kind of ruthless woman.He said wistfully: "A woman like her with a pale complexion and soft eyes, even if the evidence is solid, I would not believe that she would brutally kill her husband."
Becker was also speechless. She had seen the photos of the scene. The appearance of the deceased was desolate. He was lying on his back on the bed, his abdomen had been cut open, and only one heart was missing from the internal organs. However, he had a calm smile on his face, as if he was willing to witness the rise and fall of a sharp knife, and then watched the perpetrator cut out a bloody heart, and walked away laughing.
This creepy scene often haunts Becker's dream in the dark night, she wakes up screaming, trembling, and Jiang Zhong talks about her dream, Jiang Zhong dashes to accompany her, pats her on the back and says: "Don't stop After thinking about this case, it has already been solved, and I finally believe that no matter how weak a woman looks, once her heart is occupied by hatred, her body will burst out with infinite strength."
Bei Ke was puzzled: "If she said that calling the police about her husband's death was her attempt to cover up her own cleverness, but now, why did she take the initiative to admit it?"
It's very simple. I asked her if she knew that the deceased had bought many medical insurances?She said she didn't know, and I asked you if you knew who the beneficiaries of these insurances were. She still shook her head, and I said it was you. The names were all Li Xiaodan. After hearing this, she was stunned and looked at me dumbly. After a long time, she suddenly shed tears, prostrated herself on the table, and wailed loudly, explaining all the facts about killing Zhang Dong.
It should be said that it was Li Xiaodan who made Zhang Dong. Although this achievement has a lot of passive bitterness, Li Xiaodan still burst into tears after thinking about it. If it wasn't for that illness, perhaps Zhang Dong would have been a small clerk in the government agency step by step. Gradually promoted to the deputy chief of the section... and lived a calm and peaceful life with her.
Unfortunately, God refused to give them a leisurely life. After three years of marriage, she first lost weight inexplicably and hurriedly, and then suffered from abdominal pain. When she went to the hospital, she found out that her kidneys were gradually failing.
I still remember that afternoon, she was sitting in the outpatient hall of the hospital, watching from a distance, Zhang Dong who was holding the diagnosis result, he refused to look at her, he hesitated 100 meters away, her eyes chased his face, The haze came from his heart little by little, and the suffocating dullness began to circulate in his body.
From his expression, she expected something ominous.
The doctor's medical certificate, like a mountain rock, rolled all the way, smashing their peaceful happiness.
Li Xiaodan suffered from chronic uremia, and her kidneys were slowly dying. Not only could she not give birth to a healthy and lovely child for Zhang Dong, but even in medicine, she was no longer able to give him even the most mediocre male and female happiness.
That night, they hugged each other on the soft marriage bed and wept for this cruel life.
Because of Li Xiaodan's persistent plea, Zhang Dong jumped up. For the first time in his life, he almost hit her. He couldn't allow her to treat him so vulgarly, and he couldn't allow her to humiliate this marriage so lightly. Love to the end, heal her body.
Since then, Zhang Dong went to the kidney source, treated her, and performed regular dialysis. Her complexion gradually turned red, but her home gradually faded away. Her kidneys exhausted their already meager family resources. That night Zhang Dong was full of embarrassment and indignation because of his failure to raise debts. She had ended her dilapidated life several times.
During those gloomy days, Zhang Dong hid her from her resignation. Before she knew it, Zhang Dong’s woodware company was already in business, processing quaint Ming and Qing period furniture for a company engaged in exporting furniture.
When Li Xiaodan stood at the door of the workshop with the pungent smell of paint, and saw Zhang Dong, who was covered in mottled paint all over his body, wearing a big mask with only a pair of eyes exposed, putting the last varnish on a box, she almost fell down in tears. land.
From then on, she only wanted to repay Zhang Dong's kindness by living a good life.
At that time, Zhang Dong’s company was booming day by day, and he had a good-scale factory building in the suburbs. He no longer needed to rely on other OEM companies for product export. He got a new car and gave her a house where she could raise pets and grow flowers and plants. new home.However, in just four years, these good things were eventually broken into pieces, which could not withstand scrutiny, which reminded her of a sentence that a certain woman said when she realized love: It is not love that cannot be trusted, but human nature.
First of all, Zhang Dong came home later and later, except that he was full of alcohol, and refused to say a word to her.
She is like a pampered child who feels aggrieved when she is suddenly left out. After he comes back, she helps him take off his clothes, hugs her chest, and looks into his eyes sadly, but he doesn't even look at her. , buried her head, and fell asleep, as if the one standing by the bed was not the wife who had been pitied at the top of her heart, but an old maid serving the bed.
Sadness gradually filled my heart, thinking that all these years, it was his kindness to me, but I was unable to repay half of it, some compassionate questions, so I had to hide a little bit of arrogance in my heart, as long as the hurt If it's not on the face, it's okay to live in peace.
Li Xiaodan thought about the difficulties Zhang Dong had endured for him in life in the past, no matter how many tears he shed, he swallowed with pain and didn't care about anything.
But Zhang Dong got worse. On that day, when he came back, there was no smell of alcohol in his mouth, and a purple-red palm print was clearly printed on his right cheek. Moreover, without avoiding her gaze, after changing into pajamas, While chasing her eyes, she poured a glass of wine meaninglessly, sipped it, and fell on the bed, as if a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water, Li Xiaodan looked at it stupidly, feeling cold inside, and painful , couldn't help it, stretched out her hand to touch his face, when her five fingers closed the handprint, tears fell down, except for women, no one has such small and exquisite palms.
But Zhang Dong squeezed her hand without saying a word, and took it away, and he breathed out the faint smell of alcohol.
Li Xiaodan was almost hoarse: "If you are tired of me, please don't torture me like this, just let me go, let me go! I would rather fend for myself than rely on you without self-respect."
Zhang Dong, however, sat up awkwardly: "Who says I'm tired of you? I'm going to fix you for the rest of my life. One thing you have to figure out is that it's not you who stay by my side, but I who stay by your side. Thousands of girls, I still love you, and I still want to dominate you."
Li Xiaodan was terrified, how could this be the affectionate and kind Zhang Dong?Is it really true that the more money you have, the more you can reveal a person's nature?That night, she stood by the bed, staring blankly at Zhang Dong, her heart was full of pain, from her feet to her heart, the pain gradually became numb.
Half asleep and half awake, Zhang Dong stretched out his arms to embrace her, and said softly and lovingly, "Come up to sleep."
She struggled until she burst into tears, but still curled up into his arms. He touched her tears and said, "Go to sleep, it's late." It seemed that he had never done anything wrong, but he just had a fight with someone last night. It's just a game of cards.
Li Xiaodan said quietly: "I have no right to blame you. If it is really a physical need, please find a woman who treats you sincerely." After speaking, he raised his hand to turn off the light, turned away, and burst into tears.
After a while, his head rested on his back, and he hugged Li Xiaodan's waist tightly, and he uttered a few words weakly between his teeth: "Xiaodan, forgive me..."
"Just one thing for you, don't let me know, don't let me feel." Li Xiaodan's tears flooded the pillow violently.
From then on, Li Xiaodan went to bed early every night, refusing to turn on the light to wait for him to come back, for fear that those trivial details that could not be cleaned up in time would get into his eyes, even when he was washing his clothes, he closed his eyes for fear of , Accidentally, I saw traces that were hard to get rid of somewhere.
Zhang Dong was also cautious, lest any careless details would fall into her eyes, and when he came back at night, he crept to bed, undressing as softly as a thief.
In fact, how could Li Xiaodan sleep well, the lights are off, eyes are closed, only the heart, in the dark, is abominable like a mirror.
This kind of two-phase avoidance feeling really annoys Li Xiaodan, and the unspoken hatred grows in his heart day by day. Who knows, love has been selfish by nature since ancient times. When it is in a daze in private, I wish I could Get some medicine and feed him secretly, thus destroying his instinctive impulse to be a man.
Before finding a suitable medicine, Li Xiaodan discovered that, in fact, Zhang Dong no longer just needed to solve his physical problems.
That night, Zhang Dong didn't come back again, the waiting and all kinds of guessing finally broke Li Xiaodan's heart. She got up, packed some clothes, and planned to leave home to demonstrate to Zhang Dong.A person walked through the foggy night with desolate loneliness and went to the old house. When she opened the door, she was shaken by the two dumbfounded people facing her.Zhang Dong looked at her stupidly, and forgot to bring a piece of clothing to cover up his ugliness. The woman in his arms didn't look embarrassed, she was startled at first, then got up, dressed calmly, got up, and when she passed by Li Xiaodan, she lowered her head. Said in a low voice, "Why aren't you angry when you marry such a trash man?"
Li Xiaodan was angry from the edge of his guts. Yes, Zhang Dong could let her down and hurt her unscrupulously, but she still couldn't allow someone to ruin his dignity like this in front of him. Dung was splashed on her face, and she almost never hesitated. She raised her hand and slapped her face loudly, tearing the silence of the night.
The woman covered her face, froze for a moment, looked at Zhang Dong, suddenly lost her arrogance, and begged in a low voice: "Please let me go, don't let this hurt expand, okay?" Zhang Dong said nothing.
The woman had been away for a long time, but he still remained silent. Li Xiaodan's body fell limply, and he finally understood that there is nothing more than the grief of death.
Zhang Dong put on his clothes and got up to hug her. She raised her hand and hit him for the first time in her life: "How can you have sex with a woman who treats you as trash? Are you without dignity or humanity?"
Zhang Dong said dumbly: "Can I not explain?"
Li Xiaodan didn’t remember exactly how Zhang Dong brought her home that night, but he refused Zhang Dong to take her for dialysis. It's better to stop early.
Zhang Dong was not restrained by her move, and the frequency of returning late became higher and higher.
After returning home, he didn't speak, and threw his body on the bed like trash, which made Li Xiaodan remember the woman's words even more clearly: a man like trash.
Perhaps, between himself and him, they have become mutual garbage.
In the past, she was so willing to use physical depression but she was unable to comfort her and felt guilty. Now, this guilt is replaced by hatred. The humiliation of that woman made him unable to look back and reject it. This can only explain one problem. For that woman, Zhang Dong is in love, and he lost his self-esteem in love, and crawled on the ground like a dog. He is not an old love, but a contemptible trash that cannot bear to be discarded.
And Zhang Dong was unwilling to please her deliberately, as if all this had become a matter of course because of her inability to fulfill her duties as a wife. During that time, she and Zhang Dong were like enemies who were forced to the same desert island by accident. Indifference, a blind eye.
Many times, she thought about committing suicide. When she slashed her wrist with a blade, the pain was sharp, so she gave up, and instead thought, is it worth killing herself for him? The feeling of being deceived and being fooled is getting stronger and stronger, and every murder is stranded in the planning.
Because, the good old days always come to her mind a little bit at the moment when she suddenly wakes up, making her cry at a loss. Once, he loved herself so sincerely.
From spring to summer, Li Xiaodan had killed Zhang Dong countless times in his mind.
He was still alive, healthy and shameless.
Until one day, she received a call from that woman, who sobbed and begged her to save her.
At that time, Li Xiaodan said coldly: "Originally, I wanted to go and beg you, but I gave up. You know, I can't fulfill my duties as a wife, so I have no right to be harsh on him. There will be other women."
The woman on the other end of the phone was almost crying. Gradually, Li Xiaodan understood something. She was originally a wealthy wife who was spoiled by her husband in the deep boudoir. She was lonely because of her superiority. She met at a social place. Zhang Dong, taking advantage of the sexual thing like wine, had a physical pleasure with Zhang Dong, but he never wanted to be caught by him and threatened to keep getting along with her, otherwise he would tell her husband. Now, Zhang Dongyue Asking her to go on a date more and more frequently, in front of her husband and children, she is already overwhelmed by the burden of lies, if it is not absolutely impossible, how can any woman ask her lover's wife to save herself?
Li Xiaodan listened, sighed silently and said: "He loves you."
"I don't care about his love, I want to live a normal life."
"What do you want from me?"
"He asked me to meet him tonight, but this is absolutely impossible. Today is my husband's birthday."
"You don't have to go to see him. Since you hate him so much, it's okay to miss an appointment."
"He just found an excuse to call my husband. He has done this twice already. Please keep him by your side tonight no matter what?"
Li Xiaodan agreed, and the woman thanked her a thousand times over there. After pulling up the thread, she looked at herself in the mirror, her complexion was pale, desolate and without tears.
That night, Li Xiaodan didn't intend to kill at first, but he called Zhang Dong gently and said that he hadn't had dinner with him for a long time, and he cooked some of his favorite dishes, should he come back sooner?
Zhang Dong said indifferently: "I have an appointment with a client, you can eat by yourself."
After speaking, the phone was hung up, there was no room for discussion, she held the phone, didn't come back to herself for a long time, in a daze, almost jumped up, went to the old house, it was clean, but very messy, Li Xiaodan turned off the lights, Lying on the bed, the bed sheet seemed to be exuding an increasingly unbearable scent of love between men and women, and the temperature in her heart dropped to below zero bit by bit.
Bit by bit hard as iron.
Jumping up, walking all over the room, my heart became crazy, until my eyes fell on a cold fruit knife on the coffee table, I stopped, held it, held it in my hand, smiled miserably, and closed all my eyes. Light, go to bed, and lie down with all clothes on.
When the door was unlocked, she suddenly panicked and rolled down under the bed. Zhang Dong turned on the light, glanced at the empty bed, and with hatred in his mouth, he took out his cell phone and watched him dial the number one by one. The uncontrollable distress spread in Li Xiaodan's body, and he couldn't help moaning: "If you torture me like this, why don't you let me die? Why are you cheating on me? Is she your client?" ?”
Zhang Dong opened his eyes wide, looked at Li Xiaodan who was struggling to get up from the side of the bed, and was speechless in a daze.
Li Xiaodan almost crawled to his lap: "Tell me, you are in love with her, is it true?"
Zhang Dong hesitated for a long time, avoiding Li Xiaodan's questioning gaze, and gradually said in a low voice, "Don't I want to answer this question tonight?"
Li Xiaodan raised his face: "I'm tired, don't ask anymore, can you kiss me?"
Zhang Dong hesitated, and slowly passed his lips. Li Xiaodan closed his eyes, and slowly leaned into his arms, his fingers slowly climbed up his chest: "Honey, what kind of heart do you have? Have a look, okay?"
After finishing speaking, his eyes became stern, and the knife followed the traces of the heart that his fingers had touched, and stabbed in.
Zhang Dong looked at her and smiled sadly: "It's no use for me to love you like that..."
Li Xiaodan put him flat on the bed, exhausted all the strength in his body, pulled out his body, and looked at the surging blood. That night, she sat beside him, stroking this body that made her love and hate, and then dissected him. His heart came out, he held it in his palm, opened his dry mouth, and wept silently.
After hearing Li Xiaodan's story, Bei Ke was still hesitating for a moment, Jiang Zhong touched her face, and wrote the closing report on the computer.
Bei Ke leaned on his back, looked at the words bouncing on the screen, and suddenly said: "Perhaps, it was the huge insurance premium that made Li Xiaodan suddenly realize that Zhang Dong actually loved her all the time. I'm so regretful, why do I suddenly feel that her confession has a bit of partiality in it?"
Jiang Zhong said casually: "Yes." Then he was stunned for a moment: "What do you mean, don't you think that Zhang Dong was not killed by Li Xiadan?"
Bei Ke was thoughtful: "I'm just imagining, by the way, how is Zhang Dong's company doing?"
"We went to his company to do an investigation at the time of the incident, because the competition for furniture exports is fierce now, and the situation of Zhang Dong's company is not very good. It is said that the company still has 2 million overdue loans that have not been repaid."
"As a wife, it's impossible for Li Xiaodan to be completely ignorant of these things. I think, from the fact that she knew about the 4 million life insurance and confessed it, she must have seen a secret that broke her heart and soul."
Jiang Zhong shut down the computer with a snap: "Yes, yes, she admits that all she did was committing suicide in disguise, and the murderer is someone else..."
Even though everyone regards him as a devil, in my heart, he is still a worshiped God, because no one can love so selflessly, even though, because he loves me, he has hurt innocent you...
During the chat with Bei Ke, Jiang Zhong suddenly realized that although Li Xiaodan admitted that he was the murderer, he refused to believe it. Just as Bei Ke analyzed, Zhang Dong once loved Li Xiaodan so deeply, how could he be like that in the end? How about hurting her without hesitation?The discrepancy between the front and the back is so great that it doesn't seem to be done by one person. Could it be that there are some secrets that Li Xiaodan refuses to share with others?
Bei Ke asked Jiang Zhong if he had seen the so-called woman Zhang Dong loved outside of marriage?Jiang Zhong said that because Li Xiaodan took the murder case into his body not long after the case started, he thought there was no need to arraign her. Furthermore, as a reluctant lover who was coerced by coercion, she might not be willing to cooperate with the investigation. However, at the beginning of the murder case, Li Xiaodan implicitly or provocatively hinted that Zhang Dong died of love without a doubt, and he was short of naming Zhang Dong to die on his lover.
When the two were in confusion, the insurance company called Jiang Zhong to ask about the progress of the case, and after picking up the line, he smiled and asked Bei Ke why he had a dazed look.
Bei Ke said hesitantly: "I suddenly thought, why did Zhang Dong buy so much personal insurance for himself in the past three months when the company's economic situation was very poor? Moreover, he was young and strong, There is no enemy, don't you think there is something strange about it?"
Jiang Zhong looked at Bei Ke, and gradually opened his mouth: "I understand, the murderer is neither Li Xiaodan nor Zhang Dong's lover, but Zhang Dong must find someone to kill him, the reason is that the company is about to collapse, and his last If my beloved Li Xiaodan wants to survive, he cannot live without a large sum of dialysis fees, and even later kidney replacement surgery and postoperative maintenance. If his beloved wife wants to live with quality, he must have enough money. He was powerless, so he thought of the insurance company, but the insurance company refused to pay for the life insurance of the suicide, so he had to find someone to kill himself..."
Xie Wanqing was called by Bei Ke as Zhang Dong's secretary. Her appearance does not belong to the type that makes men fall in love at first sight, but her maintenance and grooming show that her life is very superior, but there is a slight difficulty between her eyebrows. To hide and dodge.
Seeing Bei Ke, Xie Wanqing's eyes flashed a look of disgust, and she said lazily: "If he has something to do, he can just call and tell him. Is it worth asking the secretary to pass it on?" Bei Ke looked directly at her, and said slowly: "Zhang always killed himself."
Xie Wanqing's eyebrows twitched, and a long breath slipped across her brows: "Really? I didn't expect that. For a person with strong self-esteem like him, if there is any confusion that can't be solved, how can he go?" Suicide? If that's what you've come to tell me, then I already know and it's time to go home."
As he said that, he was about to get up, but Bei Ke pressed his hand: "No, Mr. Zhang once left me a letter, asking me to convey my thanks to you, thank you for helping him commit suicide."
Xie Wanqing's face plummeted: "How have I ever helped him commit suicide? If he dies, he will be dragged on his back. It's just nonsense."
"But, this is absolutely true, because if he cut his own heart with a knife, the insurance company would not pay the compensation, so, in desperation, he chose you who is innocent." Bei Ke continued to remain calm.
Xie Wanqing's face gradually paled, and she didn't even notice that the bag slipped from her hand. She lay on the table in a daze, and slowly turned her head again: "Who are you?"
"Don't worry about who I am, I'm just a person who knows the ins and outs of the whole process better than anyone else."
"Can I have a glass of water?"
Bei Ke poured a cup of hot tea and pushed it over. Xie Wanqing picked it up, but didn't drink it. However, she turned the cup back and forth in her hand, and tears gradually fell down.
In the early morning of Christmas in 2003, Xie Wanqing, who had just withdrawn from the carnival party, was driving the car on the street after the snow, and when she turned a corner, she suddenly felt something. After bumping into the car, she was stunned for a moment, thinking to herself: She obviously didn't see anyone in front of her, so what is it?Hesitating, he got out of the car to check.
Seeing this, she was dumbfounded. Behind the car, on the snow-covered road, several streams of red liquid were spreading rapidly. She bumped into a person, and she shook that person in a panic. He asked tremblingly, "Hey! Hey! How are you..."
That person shouldn't, when she turned over the person's body, looking at the gurgling brains, she suddenly lost her mind.
And then, she got into the car like a fool, stomped on her foot, and fled away from the bright red that was swimming on the snow, and there was only one thought in her mind: I was drinking, I killed someone, I want to run away, the sooner the better...
In the process of driving away, I always felt that there were thousands of eyes staring at me behind me, and I dared not go home directly, but I couldn't get rid of those eyes following my heart... Finally, exhausted physically and mentally, I drove into the car. In the garage, she picked up the bucket and rinsed the car over and over again, using up all the car detergent in the garage, the blood was still soaking in her heart, lingering and tangled, she sat hopelessly on the back of the car, crying.
When she walked out of the garage tiredly, it was already dawn. She looked around the street, and it seemed that no one noticed her, so she let out a sigh of relief, went upstairs, and went home. For a long time, she dared not read newspapers or local newspapers. TV news, for fear of seeing reports on this matter.
During that time, Xie Wanqing curled up in the nest like a frightened rabbit, and the ringing of the phone could startle half of her soul.
It wasn't until a month later that she had saved up enough reasons for Yang's husband to sell the car, and then she took to the streets relieved like a cowardly murderer who had thrown the murder weapon.
Just after the shock had settled down, one day, on the way to the gym, a dusty Santana stopped in front of him.
She ignored it and tried to go around, but the disgraced car stopped at the next intersection, she was really annoyed, glaring at the rolled down window, the man driving, Looking at her, he smiled meaningfully and unpredictable: "I saw your speed on Christmas Eve, it was very good."
She felt dizzy for a while, followed his gaze, and obediently got into the open car door.
"What do you want?" Xie Wanqing almost cried.
"It's also a coincidence. I was being chased by my creditors that day, and I didn't dare to go home. The cat was in the car. I happened to see your car flying by. I was very surprised that I was on the snowy and slippery street. Someone dared to drive the car so fast, and was about to look at it, and saw your car stop. I think you were frightened by the blood all over the ground, and you didn't know that a car was coming. Coincidentally, that day I took I took a few photos with a digital camera, I thought you would call the police, but you drove away, and I, a conscientious citizen, followed you."
"What exactly do you want to do?"
He lit a cigarette slowly and narrowed his eyes: "I was chased by my creditors so much that I dare not return home."
Xie Wanqing understood what he meant, and cursed the despicable person bitterly in her heart, but she didn't dare to offend him. After all, hit and run is no longer a civil matter, so she bit her lip and asked in a low voice: "How much do you want?" ?”
"I'm not greedy, 100,000 is enough for me to resist for a while."
"I can't afford that much." Xie Wanqing's teeth were cold, because she didn't want her husband to worry about herself, she didn't dare to mention the car accident to him at all, and since she had already concealed it, she didn't plan to let him know.
"It's okay, I can delay you for a few days, here is my business card, call me after you collect it, of course, you can also report to me for extortion."
He handed over a business card, asked her where she wanted to go in a very gentlemanly manner, and sent her there, Xie Wanqing said coldly that there was no need, got out of the car, and ran away, her heart blocked like a boulder.
Turning the corner of the street, I stood in front of a trash can for a long time, and threw the business card into it without looking at it.
Just when she was about to turn around and leave, she heard the car horn beeping twice behind her. When she turned her head, she saw the man from just now walking over with a wicked smile in his mouth, and put another business card in her hand: "It's useless to lose it. Are you deceiving yourself? The initiative is with me."
After finishing speaking, Xie Wanqing, who was about to cry like throwing down a wooden stake, walked away.
A week later, Xie Wanqing proposed 100,000 yuan, found out her business card, and called Zhang Dong.
Zhang Dong counted the money and said, "It can't be fake, right?"
Xie Wanqing didn't bother to say anything, she just opened her hand and said, "Give me the memory card of the digital camera."
Zhang Dong looked at her with strange eyes, and said, "Why don't you remind me when you call, I forgot to bring it, how about it, I have other things today, I will contact you another day."
As he spoke, he opened the car door without even looking at it, signaling Xie Wanqing to get out of the car.
Xie Wanqing was angry and hated but didn't dare to explode, so she just watched him go away. On the way home, she cursed all the way. She only hoped that God would bless her and get rid of this ghostly villain sooner. She only hoped that he would be as she said, She is not a greedy person, if he continues to blackmail, she is afraid that she will lie and ask for money from her husband.
Half a month later, when Xie Wanqing was about to celebrate, Zhang Dong appeared again. What was worse, he parked his car at the door of his house and waited for her. When he saw her, he said, "Take another 100,000."
Xie Wanqing looked at him with hatred, and shouted in grief and indignation: "Call 112 to call the police, I have no money."
Zhang Dong looked at her house casually, and said jokingly, "Don't cry about being poor, no one with three to five million yuan can afford such a house? Oh, you don't want to live in such a nice house, but you are willing to live in it." I didn't expect to live in prison, since you are so willing to let me call the police, I have no choice but to grant you."
After finishing speaking, she took out her mobile phone, and seeing that he really dialed the number, Xie Wanqing became anxious all of a sudden, if she went to prison, it would be better to let her die, she rushed forward, snatched the mobile phone with her hands, and begged almost tearfully: "Give me a few days, okay?"
Zhang Dong looked at her, smiling meaningfully with a villainous face.
That day, looking at the back of Zhang Dong going away triumphantly, Xie Wanqing was so desperate that she almost went crazy, Zhang Dong's greedy face kept flashing back in front of her, she suddenly felt a kind of panic, fearing that she would never be able to get rid of this nightmare in this life up.
Thinking of this, he even wanted to kill him.
It's just a matter of thinking about it. The car accident was not her own subjective intention. If she really killed someone subjectively, such a criminal act is really beyond her ability.
This time, Zhang Dong was not as patient as last time. He made several calls every day, and when he got through, he just said, "I'm in a certain place. If you have all the pieces, you can send them to me."
Xie Wanqing raised all her private money, sold the diamond necklace her husband gave her, and finally got it all together. This time, she was careful and reminded him to bring the memory card of the digital camera on the phone.
Zhang Dong fully agreed.
The meeting place was about to be in a remote place in the suburbs. After the meeting, Xie Wanqing suddenly regretted that she didn't bring a knife. There were tall metasequoias all around, and except for the sudden sea breeze, almost no one passed by. Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, it should be easy to go down with a knife. And the easy thing, thinking of this, she stared at him coldly, Zhang Dong seemed to see through her mind, after receiving the money, he teased, "Do you want to give me a knife?"
Xie Wanqing turned her head bitterly and remained silent.
"I'm not afraid. You can't be cruel. If you really have the courage, you won't be blackmailed by me obediently. Life is so beautiful, how can you be willing to let it go?" Zhang Dong put the money on the back seat.
Xie Wanqing asked angrily, "Where's the memory card?"
Zhang Dong smiled and said, "Why do you bother to get that card back? It's too easy to copy. Maybe I copied a lot. What's the use of only giving you one of them?"
As he spoke, he stepped on the accelerator, and the car rushed away.
Xie Wanqing fell into the dust in despair.
After returning home, watching her husband tease her son who came back from kindergarten, Xie Wanqing couldn't help crying, but she didn't dare to show them, ran into the bedroom, lay motionless on the bed, crying silently, when her husband saw her She looked wrong, followed her in, and asked her what's the matter, a few times, she wanted to speak, but finally swallowed it back, just said, maybe the emotional cycle, it's okay.
The palm of her husband touched her face warmly, such happiness made her so greedy, and made her so hard to give up and surrender.
If Xie Wanqing was able to bear being begged for money by Zhang Dong every now and then, but what he did next made her feel extremely ashamed and indignant.
That day, Zhang Dong took 5,000 yuan from her and said, "Don't you want the memory card of the digital camera? I'll take you to see their base camp."
With the luck that Zhang Donghui found out with conscience, Xie Wanqing followed him up to the old building. After entering the door, Zhang Dong turned around and slammed the door shut, his eyes became a little ambiguous.
Xie Wanqing folded her arms and retreated steadily: "What are you going to do?"
"It's nothing. Besides money, I want to ask you for something. My wife has kidney disease, and I haven't had a married life for several years."
Xie Wanqing screamed, and quickly went to open the door, but was picked up by his waist, and thrown directly onto the bed in the bedroom: "It is destined, you will not be able to escape my palm in this life, unless you are willing to go to jail."
Hearing these words, Xie Wanqing's struggles gradually weakened, and her clothes gradually faded away, leaving her only weeping in humiliation.
Since then, Zhang Dong's threats have become even more deadly. As long as he thinks about it, Xie Wanqing will find excuses to offer her body when he makes a phone call. Once, when her husband was at home, she tried to use lazy talk as an excuse not to answer the phone, and told her husband not to answer it, but the phone rang unrelentingly, and her husband finally answered it. After a few hellos, she said to herself: "The call was so urgent, and he didn't speak when he picked it up." As he spoke, he looked at her eyes and had some guesses.
She had to rack her brains, make up a seemingly complete lie, and go out with suspicion on her back.
On the way there, he was already murdered.
Later, when she was blocked by Li Xiaodan in the house, she was full of joy and even very grateful for Li Xiaodan's success in catching the adulterer. She thought that Zhang Dong would restrain himself, but he would intensify his efforts. Getting harder and harder.
On her husband's birthday, when she answered Zhang Dong's phone call, she begged him to let her go on this day, but to no avail.She had no choice but to let go of all her self-esteem, call Li Xiaodan, and beg her to help her escape this catastrophe, never thinking, Li Xiaodan listened silently, and sighed long: I'm just a person waiting to die, so I can't control so much.
These words made Xie Wanqing clearly see the boundless desolation and despair that will be displayed on the road of her life. Before leaving home, she gently hugged her husband and said that she would go to pick up the birthday present that had already been set. a knife.
Zhang Dong had already been waiting on the bed, smoking a cigarette, looking at her tear-stained face like a hunter looking at a small animal caught in a hunting net. When he reached out to untie her clothes, Xie Wanqing suddenly pulled out the knife, and she stabbed it accurately. His heart, because, in the midst of killing thoughts, she has accurately located its location countless times: "It's not that I want to kill you, but that your greed forced me."
She thought that Zhang Dong would resist, but she never thought about it. He just smiled slightly and said, "You made me wait too long..."
The smoke from the corner of his mouth fell down and disappeared in the dripping blood...
She calmly looked at the hilt of the knife, pulled it out, and looked at his unruly demeanor of refusing to give up even to death. Thousands of hatreds accumulated into strength on her wrist, she raised the knife to the ground, cut her heart, and threw it on the ground , cutting while cursing, in the end, it turned into a fuzzy pile of flesh and blood, she threw it into the toilet, and with a bang, it merged into the city's garbage army.
She flushed the toilet and waved her hand: "This is where you should go."
谢婉晴的心里，滑过了久未有过的轻松，她平静地四处查看，没有找到所谓的数码相机贮存卡，在抹掉自己所有的痕迹时，在洗手时，她平静地笑了，也许，所谓数码相机储存卡根本就是一个不曾存在过的谎言……
她去商店取回了预定的情侣戒指，两只戒指的戒面里，分别隐藏着两个字：挚、爱。
被释放的李小丹去探望了谢婉晴，隔着窗子，她反复只说同一句话：“对不起、对不起。”
谢婉晴两眼深陷，她定定地望了李小丹：“曾经我最恨张东，现在换成了你，他凭什么为了你把我搭上？你们毁掉了我全家的幸福。”
“我曾试图为你开脱，承揽所有的罪过……”
“你曾为我开脱？！是从保险费上你突兀明白了张东的良苦用心因感动而生的徇情之心吧，他先用我凉了你的心，让你不再牵挂他生时的好，而从容地活着，然后借我之手，送你一份锦衣玉食的生活，李小丹，即便做鬼，我都不肯放过你！”李小丹凄然淡笑，捂心含首而去：“我的这里，已不肯让我，好好活着。”
两个月之后，李小丹安详地走了，不是死于拒绝治疗，而是心力僬瘁，对生已了无欲望，死前，只留下一句话：“谁都可以憎恶他如魔鬼，可，在我心里，他的完美依旧是无人可比。”
偶尔的，贝可还会想起这桩案子，想得心里冷风飕飕时，便电话江中，让他过来给自己暖心。
十有八九，这份暖是要不来的，在繁华而光怪离陆的都市里，有多少颗心被贪欲膨胀得失去了方向，江中便成了必然的忙。贝可别无选择，只好让自己忙一些，人一忙起来，就没时间去估计那些逼仄的灰暗了，所以，当晚报编辑给贝可打电话，咨询她是否可在副刊上开一心理专栏时，她极快地应了下来。
心理专栏赶刚开通不到一周，被倾诉电话和来访患者忙得焦头烂额的贝可便跟江中大呼上了贼船，江中便调侃说：“是啊，你忙得搞得我都有犯罪感了，你整天忙着拯救心理患者于水深火热中，我却时时惦记着再掏你点温柔，嘿。”
电话响了，贝可瞥了他一眼，从电脑上蹿下来：“啊呸，少幸灾乐祸，过来帮我筛选一下这些邮件，看看有没有需要特别处理的心理案例，我接电话。”
江中做了个温暖的鬼脸接过鼠标，边看边腾出一手捉过她的手指，轻轻吻在唇间，贝可眼神逐渐迷离，回答患者的话，便前言不搭后语得惹得江中坏笑连连。
忽然，觉得指上的吻停了，扭头去看江中，他的脸正一点点地硬朗起来，全然没了刚才的柔情蜜意，只有沉浸在工作中的江中，才有这般表情。
贝可收了线，悄声说：要是患者在对面，你这副表情会吓得人家不知所云的。说毕，伏在他肩上，沿着他的视线看过去，然而，看着看着，这封主题署为的邮件，亦是令她面沉似水了……
那些条理性极强的语言，似乎令她看到了一个从容而感伤的女子，感伤地望着自己，欲说还休地问：我是否能真的忘却伤害，我是否能越过这段光阴拥有永恒的幸福？
在另一封邮件里，她只说了一句话：我爱上了前来杀我的杀手……