Chapter 9 Chapter nine

The police knocked on the door of Xia Churong's house at around 7:00 p.m., when Xia Churong was having dinner. Wang Lin's colleagues finally found Tang Kai's car in the alley opposite Fu'an Hotel, found the driver's license in the car drawer, and searched for it according to the address. Xia Churong opened the door, and her first reaction when she saw the policeman was to be taken aback. Later facts proved that this stunned really helped her a lot—it was a very natural stunned.If one day, the door of your house is inexplicably knocked on by the police, you will definitely be stunned like this.Of course Xia Churong knew that the police would come. In fact, she had been patiently waiting for the police to come home after returning home from Fu'an Hotel.After such a wait, most people would not be so stunned so realistically, either it was too much, or it was not strong enough.But Xia Churong was stunned very well, without any affectation, completely natural.Maybe God was right and wrong, Bai Xiaoxi's acting desk should have belonged to her.

"What's the matter?" Xia Churong asked timidly after being stunned. "We're here to investigate a case, who is Tang Kai?" Wang Lin asked. "My husband, what's the matter?" "You have to be prepared. Your husband had an accident." Xia Churong's face turned pale immediately. "Is it... drive, drive, or..." "Your husband died." "what!!" Xia Churong groaned, and the voice-activated lights in the entire corridor suddenly lit up.She stood there in a daze for a moment, and then "Woo..." burst into tears, and asked vaguely while crying: "Where... is it... woo... Was it a car... a car accident... oooo ..."

Wang Lin and his assistant brought Xia Churong into the room. After a long while, when her wailing subsided a little, Wang Lin's assistant began to explain the incident to her, and Wang Lin took the opportunity to look around the room. . The home is very clean, with light and elegant tones, simple and elegant, the bed sheets in the bedroom are meticulous, and there is not even a hair on the bathroom floor. It can be seen that the owner must like to be tidy.The dinner was made of peas and beef. Xia Churong's rice bowl was on the dining table, halfway through eating... In the end, Wang Lin didn't notice anything unusual.

In fact, the exception has already been handled. There should have been a 30-inch black mark on the wall above the bed in the bedroom, which was left by the wedding photo, but the wedding photo was folded by Tang Kai's angry knee a few days ago, and now there is a landscape hanging there painting.The landscape painting had been standing on the shelf in the guest room. After returning from Fu'an Hotel, Xia Churong moved it over.It was just a circle larger than the wedding photo, and it tightly covered the black mark, so that no one could see any flaws, and the two halves of the wedding photo were stuffed into the bed box in the bedroom by Xia Churong.

Wang Lin came over, sat down in front of Xia Churong, and wanted to ask her some questions, but Xia Churong just cried and couldn't communicate at all, and Wang Lin waited for a long time before speaking. "What time did your husband go out today?" "Probably... around 8 o'clock, I'm not sure. I fell asleep at the time, and it seemed that I heard the door knocking." Xia Churong said. "Does your husband often go out on his days off?" Xia Churong nodded, "He drives for the boss, the time is not fixed, and there is always no rest day." "Do you know that he is going to Fu'an Hotel today?"

"I don't know, he runs outside every day, and I never ask." "Have you ever heard that he had a relationship with someone outside, or had any enemies?" "No, he never said that." "Is it normal for him not to come home so late?" "He comes back later than that almost every day, and we rarely eat together." "I have a question, don't you mind, how is the relationship between your husband and wife?" Xia Churong raised her head, her eyes were empty. "It can't be said to be good, nor can it be said to be bad. We have no common hobbies, and we don't talk much. If I had known...know... I wouldn't... woo..."

"What's wrong with you?" "Two days ago I was joking with him, saying that the two of us are not really suitable, or we should just leave. I really said that as a joke at the time, but he was very angry when he heard it. He has always cared about me. If I had known that I would Why bother to provoke him... woo woo..." "Can you tell us where you have been today?" "I didn't get up until noon, watched TV for a while, cleaned up the house, went to the nearby supermarket to buy vegetables in the afternoon, and cooked, that's all." "As far as you know, does your husband have any abnormal relationships with women outside?"

"No, it's impossible, he's not that kind of person." "And you... oh, never mind, I mean, have you had any heterosexual interactions that might make your husband uncomfortable?" "No, I go from home to work and from work to home every day. Apart from Tang Kai and TV, I rarely touch anything else." Wang Lin looked at the poor woman in front of him, and after a while, he asked, "Who else is in your husband's family?" "Just his mother and father, ah..." Xia Churong's eyes widened suddenly, "Do they know? Have you called them yet?"

Wang Lin shook his head and asked Xia Churong, "Are his parents' homes in Xinjiang?" "Yes, but they are out of town now, visiting relatives in the south." "When did you leave?" "More than half a month." "When are you coming back?" "It's going to be a few more weeks, woo woo...how can I tell them..." Xia Churong didn't lie, Tang Kai's parents' small business had been transferred to someone else a year ago, and they were visiting relatives in the south at the moment, knowing nothing about their son's death.

Wang Lin waited for Xia Churong's crying to subside a bit before speaking again: "This may be a bit cruel, but according to the usual practice, you should come with us to formally denounce your husband's corpse." Xia Churong raised her head and looked at Wang Lin with red eyes, feeling extremely helpless. The Forensic Medical Appraisal Center of Xinjiang City Public Security Bureau is an old red brick building with a concave shape. The building is very long, but it is only two stories high.It was chilly in the building and had a strange smell.Walking in the long corridor, Xia Churong finally understood what it meant to be extremely nervous.She wept unceasingly, covering her fear with grief.

It is said that white can well soothe people's emotions, but this is not the case for Xia Churong at all.When the door of the dissecting room opened, and the white that covered her head and face fell into her eyes, her heart rose to her throat for a moment... The white walls, white shed, white lights, white iron frame, white corpse bed, and so on. There is Tang Kai lying on the corpse bed and covered with a white cloth.Of course, Tang Kai's face was the whitest. Wang Lin lifted off a corner of the white sheet covering Tang Kai's body, and Tang Kai's face was revealed, bloodless... Xia Churong could barely stand!It was a kind of irrepressible fear, rushing out from the amygdala of her brain, occupying every corner of her body.In fact, Tang Kai looked much smoother than when he was in Fu'an Hotel, at least his eyelids were closed, covering his terrifying gaze.However, when a person you killed with your own hands is lying in front of you, who can be so calm and calm?What's more, that person is still your husband, his mouth is slightly open, as if he is about to say something at any time. Xia Churong tried her best to make the panic look like grief, she turned her face away while crying, and nodded aimlessly, expressing that she was right, it was him. Wang Lin's assistant picked up a plastic bag from the iron shelf next to the wall. Inside the bag was the knife—the Meifeng brand.The assistant asked Xia Churong if she had seen this knife before, and Xia Churong shook her head tremblingly.Her cries filled the anatomy room with horror.The assistant put the knife back, and Wang Lin closed the sheet, marking the end of the couple's meeting. Xia Churong discovered the abnormality on the afternoon when Tang Kai went to the Conservatory of Music, the day after she and Tang Kai filed for divorce. That afternoon, the old Taiwanese woman visited Jiayi Company again.When seeing Xia Churong, the old woman asked Tang Kai very seriously if he was seriously ill, and it would take a few days before he could go to work.Xia Churong immediately realized what was wrong.After ingenious questioning, she found out that Tang Kai asked the company for leave today in the name of a bad cold, saying that he would stay in bed at home.Back home at night, Xia Churong observed Tang Kai calmly, only to find that he had cut his head. That's a particularly striking symbol. Whenever something happy happens, Tang Kai will have his hair cut, without exception.Of course, recently, with fewer and fewer happy things, Tang Kai's hair has become very long, unkempt, and disheveled.But today, when he was "sick in bed", he actually cut off his head!A faint ominous feeling appeared in Xia Churong's heart.The next day was Saturday, Xia Churong didn't notice anything unusual, Tang Kai watched TV all day at home, and the Taiwanese boss didn't call to harass him out of humanitarian concern.On the third day, Xia Churong got up relatively late. When it was almost 10 o'clock, she opened her eyes in the guest room. She was stunned for a moment, and then sat up suddenly from the bed... There was a sudden chill on her back! Today is Sunday, the day of Zhou Yulou's wedding. Could it be that Tang Kai's radiant face has something to do with it? After all, they have been a couple for several years. Although the relationship is weak, there is still some tacit understanding. Xia Churong got out of bed and called out "Tang Kai..." but there was no response.She walked nervously across the living room and into the bedroom.There was no one in the bedroom, only Tang Kai's cell phone was on the bedside table. A premonition brightly illuminated her mind! She put on her clothes indiscriminately and ran to the door. She knew where she had to go. She remembered that Zhou Yulou had mentioned Fu'an Restaurant... She hesitated for a moment before going out, then turned and went to the kitchen, squatted down, and walked out of the cabinet. Pull out a knife.That knife was once given to an old Taiwanese woman when she went to their company.One set, Mei Feng brand, five handles, brand new, never used.Without even thinking about it, Xia Churong stretched out her hand to the one with the sharpest tip, the narrowest blade, and the strongest penetrating power.She put the knife in her shoulder pocket and hurried out, praying that it would not be needed.But apparently, her prayers had failed. When Xia Churong arrived at Fu'an Hotel, Zhou Yulou was in a stalemate with Tang Kai.She first ran to the entrance of Fu'an Hall to observe secretly for a while, and then went downstairs, as if guided by a thread, she walked into the corridor, and just a few steps away, she heard a "bang", which was Tang Kai's panic The sound of chairs being thrown.Xia Churong followed the sound, leaned against the door, and finally heard the conversation between Zhou Yulou and Tang Kai. She really admires herself! ! She didn't know why she was so convinced that Tang Kai came here.Ordinarily, Tang Kai had no chance of knowing Zhou Yulou's identity, and he shouldn't even know that he was getting married here today.But, just this morning, when she woke up from a deep dream, that intuition broke into her brain so miraculously, and it seemed to point her to where to go! At the beginning, Xia Churong didn't want to go into the private room, she hoped that the two men could reach an understanding, and the big problem would be reduced to a small one.But as she listened, she heard those soaring banknotes and Tang Kai's compromise.At that moment... for a moment... her blood surged up!Hot all over!She felt that she had turned into the ugliest and most despicable whore in the world in an instant, a dirty pit where money could be pissed out!She pulled the knife out of her pocket and pushed open the door. Before that, Xia Churong probably never even dreamed that she would be involved in murder in this life, but she did.Not only that, she also cleaned up the scene swiftly and comprehensively, and then calmly left through the convenient door at the end of the corridor.Next, decorating the home, adjusting emotions, creating false appearances, and dealing with the police... everything came in an orderly and orderly manner. Remember what we said?Compared with those women who are surging like rivers, Xia Churong is like a safe and quiet harbor.But did you know that when the tsunami comes, the harbor is just the most dangerous place.