Chapter 85 Chapter Nineteen

The seventh day of the seventh lunar month. Si Wang received the university admission letter, and his college entrance examination score was the first in the school's liberal arts, and he will report to the university in a few weeks.The plaster cast on his right leg has just been removed, and he still needs to rest carefully.Not being able to go to the fight club to fight muay thai, I felt bored for most of the summer—but Lu Zhongyue was dead, and he had no reason to continue practicing boxing. Dad opened a franchise store of a branded supermarket next door to Huangcun Bookstore, and he is busy with decoration and recruitment these days.The father and son played two games of chess every day, and his chess ability was worse than when he was young.

Although her husband, who had disappeared for twelve years, returned to her side, there was a rare smile on He Qingying's face, and Si Wang clearly felt that they didn't sleep in the same bed. That night, police officer Ye Xiao came to Si Wang's house, chatted with Si Mingyuan alone for a while, and proposed to go for a walk with his wife and son. "As long as it's not caught, it's fine to go anywhere." After staying abroad for so many years, Siming Yuan's mind became simpler. So, Ye Xiao picked He Qingying and Si Wang into the police car and drove to Nanming Road in the suburbs.

"Let's talk about something now," Si Wang sat on the passenger seat, looking uneasy, "Why do you still have to go there?" "Wang'er, just listen to Officer Ye's words." He Qingying, who was in the back row, looked out of the window with a solemn expression. Passing by the gate of Nanming High School, she rolled down the car window and looked up at the sky. It was rare to see a clear starry sky. The police car was parked in the wasteland outside the Witch's District. Ye Xiao got out of the car, looked at the tall chimneys, and walked straight into the dilapidated factory building.With a flashlight, he bypassed the garbage and feces on the ground, and covered his nose to illuminate the downward tunnel.

He looked back at He Qingying and Si Wang's mother and son, and saw that they were hesitating, so he waved and said, "Come with me! Are you scared?" Ye Xiao's voice echoed in the empty abandoned factory. "Let's go." He Qingying patted his son on the shoulder, followed the police officer into the tunnel, and there was a mottled hatch under the beam of the flashlight. Suddenly, Si Wang rushed to the front and pushed the door open with all his might, only to hear a creaking sound from the door hinge. The inside was covered with rust and dust, and the door could only be opened halfway.He bit the flashlight handed by Ye Xiao in his mouth, and slid sideways into the door. The flashlight emitted a thick cloud of smoke, which made it difficult for him to open his eyes, and the flashlight almost fell to the ground.

When the smoke gradually cleared, the three of them came to the bottom of the Witch's Quarter.In the depths of the dark wall, a few puddles of water exude a foul smell, perhaps the corpses of rats or other animals. "I'm sorry for calling you two here. I want to tell you that since Lu Zhongyue's death, I have spent more than a month carefully investigating many people and their information, and have made amazing new discoveries. I I thought it would be better to tell you here, maybe it would be more acceptable." "Speak, Officer Ye Xiao!" Si Wang retreated to the position by the door, and could escape at any time.

"In 1983, the victim of the Anxi Road murder case was a director surnamed Lu, named Lu Jingnan. Lu Zhongyue's father was named Lu Jingdong, who also worked in a government department. According to household registration data, Lu Jingdong and Lu Jingnan is a brother, which means that the deceased in the murder was Lu Zhongyue's uncle." "Yes, Lu Zhongyue That's what he told me, that's why he lurks in the haunted house. " "The only survivor and witness of the murder was the deceased's daughter, Lu Mingyue. Strangely, her information disappeared later. I spent three nights in the archives before I found out that the missing file was the People moved to other directories. Lu Mingyue is the adopted daughter of the deceased. Her biological father was a translator. She committed suicide in that house in the 1970s. After the murder happened in 1983, she was adopted by a couple, and she was far away from the past. The circle of life. The files have been moved, obviously deliberately to hide their identities, and her second adoptive parents, the father works in the post office, and the mother works in the archives office, so it is easy to do this."

Suddenly, He Qingying made a low voice in the shadows: "Yes, my adoptive father arranged for me to work in the post office, and my adoptive mother hid the files for me, so that I can bid farewell to the past forever." "In 1994, you were introduced by your colleagues to fall in love with Si Mingyuan. At that time, he was a worker at Nanming Iron and Steel Plant, which is where we are now. The next year, you got married smoothly. In the spring of that year, Nanming Iron and Steel Plant held a At the employee party, people who attended at that time recalled that you also came as Si Mingyuan’s new wife, and there was another person present, that is, Lu Zhongyue, the youngest engineer in the factory.”

"what do you want to say?" Si Wang stopped Ye Xiao, but was easily pushed away. The police officer stared at He Qingying in the darkness and said, "I have asked many relatives of the Lu family. During the summer vacation of 1983, Lu Zhongyue was thirteen years old. He lived in his uncle’s house for two months. At that time, you were cousins, you were about the same age, and you lived under the same roof. It’s impossible to forget him, right?” "Yes." He Qingying paused for a long time, "I remember him." "Your husband, Si Mingyuan, still has an impression of Lu Zhongyue. He said that after that party, you became sad all day long, but he didn't say much. It seems that he still has reservations about his wife. I asked you several times about Lu Zhongyue, but you always said that you didn’t know him, and you didn’t even hear his name. Even if you work in the same factory as your husband, you rarely go to The Nanming Road Iron and Steel Plant only invited a few guests when they got married—obviously, you are lying."

"Mom, you don't have to answer." He Qingying shook her head and said, "I'm sorry, I lied to you. I know Lu Zhongyue. We have known each other since we were young. After the murder happened when I was thirteen, I never met him again until 1995." "I want to know your motive for lying?" "This is my secret." "The following is my analysis - I don't think that the real culprit who killed Shen Ming was Lu Zhongyue, because the goal has been achieved: Shen Ming was completely destroyed, lost everything he had, and on the night of June 19, became a For a real murderer, what awaits him is either to escape, or to be caught and sentenced to death. Therefore, Lu Zhongyue has no motive to kill."

"My mother has no motive to kill! Her life has nothing to do with Shen Ming!" "Wrong, she and Shen Ming have two intersections. The first is that Shen Ming used to live in the basement opposite the haunted house on Anxi Road when he was a teenager. Maybe he had a relationship with Lu Mingyue and Lu Zhongyue back then. The second is He Qingying and Lu Zhongyue. Zhongyue must have an intersection, and there are some secrets hidden in it. According to your uncle and aunt, Siming Yuan suspected that his son was not his own when you were about five years old! That's why he was cold towards you and had a sharp relationship with his wife. Deterioration. Who is his suspect? Teacher Shen Ming? Or engineer Lu Zhongyue? I think it should be the latter, after all, Siming Yuan and Lu Zhongyue work in the same unit."

Si Wang seemed to have been punched hard, and grabbed He Qingying's arm forcefully: "Mom, who is my biological father? Don't tell me it's that person!" "Please don't doubt your mother, you are Si Mingyuan's biological son, I swear to God!" Ye Xiao interjected confidently: "I'm sorry, I have no doubts about this. But why did Simingyuan suspect you and Lu Zhongyue? It has something to do with the fact that you lived together when you were young, right? It's just my speculation—the 1983 Anxi Road murder case , there were many controversies at that time. Many people believed that the murderer did not break in from outside, but no one would doubt the daughter of the deceased. But I say this now: the murderer is one of He Qingying, Lu Zhongyue, and Shen Ming. It is even possible that three people are murderers at the same time. This secret was hidden for twelve years until someone wanted to reveal the answer. That person was Lu Zhongyue. When he recognized He Qingying's face again, what happened next was all kinds of Threats and fears, some people want to use this secret to get what they want, and some people want to hide the secret, including killing people to silence..." "You have no proof." "Yes, so it's just speculation. On June 19, 1995, at ten o'clock in the middle of the night, in the underground of this witch's quarter, the person who killed Shen Ming——is the person standing in front of me right now." Ye Xiao's flashlight beam hit He Qingying's face accurately. "No." Si Wang grabbed his flashlight, protected his mother with his body, and said in a deep voice, "Ye Xiao, you are not speculating, but imagining. This is not the way the police do things." "I admit it!" Ye Xiao tripped Si Wang to the ground lightly, barely hurting him, so as not to hurt his fragile right leg, he took back the flashlight and shone it on the ground of the witch area, "Most of the key evidence has disappeared Including the murder weapon that killed Shen Ming, it has never been found for nineteen years. And the most important witness——Lu Zhongyue, also brought all the secrets into the grave. Therefore, you can completely deny it, and I have no evidence I can arrest the suspect. It’s just that tonight, I have a lump in my chest, and I really can’t complain. After all, I have known your mother and son for a long time, so I must give an explanation, lest your kid say in the future——Officer Ye Xiao, you have earned your name That's all." "Can we go home?" "Of course, I'm sorry to take up so much of your time on the night of Qixi Festival, so let's go home and have a reunion." Si Wang grabbed her mother's hand, trembling in every pore, and was about to leave the cabin door, but He Qingying broke free from him and returned to Ye Xiao's flashlight beam.This forty-four-year-old woman, with big tears gushing from her eyes, was as charming as rain hitting pear blossoms. Shaking off her son's hand again, He Qingying raised her head and said calmly, "On June 19, 1995, at ten o'clock in the middle of the night, the person who killed Shen Ming here was me."