Chapter 11 Chapter nine

For the next two days, Meide and Yuan Bin helped Zheng Jie with Yu Hui's funeral.The incident of Yu Hui's suicide caused quite a stir in the local area, and rumors spread throughout the city.Zheng Jie thought it was a disgraceful thing, so the funeral was quite simple, only some close relatives and friends came to express their condolences.After three days, Yu Hui's funeral was completely settled. Meide and Yuan Bin felt that there was no reason to stay in City C anymore, and they were going to bid farewell to Zheng Jie and leave. On the way back from the cemetery, Med said, "We should go."

Zheng Jie looked up at him. "For this recent incident, Yuan Bin and I feel very sorry. We don't know what to say... I can only ask for your condolences." Zheng Jie looked forward, as if in deep thought. "If there's nothing we can do to help..." "No," Zheng Jie turned to look at Meide, "I want to talk to you guys." "Talk...Of course, but..." Meide didn't know what Zheng Jie wanted to talk to them about. "Can you come and sit with me for a while now?" Meide and Yuan Bin looked at each other and said, "Yes."

Sitting in the living room of Yu Hui's house again, Meide felt a little uneasy. Zheng Jie was still sitting on the sofa opposite them, and she looked at Meide and Yuan Bin with scrutiny. "I think you should tell me the truth," she said suddenly. "What?" Med was a little confused. "I think you guys are clearly hiding something from me." Meide raised his face and looked at Zheng Jie suspiciously, as if staring at a complete stranger. "What do you mean?" Mead asked cautiously. Zheng Jie looked at him, and suddenly said sternly: "You two said that you came to see an old friend, but you didn't come sooner or later. My husband died as soon as I came—you really think I'm so stupid, you think I'm so stupid? Is this a coincidence?"

Med was startled: "Do you think Yu Hui's death has anything to do with us?" "That's absolutely impossible! Before we came, we never thought that such a thing would happen!" Yuan Bin hurriedly explained. Zheng Jie glanced at them quickly, and said, "Then how do you explain these two things—first, at the door of my husband's office, just when he heard the phone ringing from inside, Meide yelled 'Something happened to Sunset!' I was wondering why you didn't think it was possible he just dropped his phone in there? Did you have a feeling from the beginning that something was going to happen to him?"

"Second, we were at the Public Security Bureau that night when the incident happened. As soon as I mentioned what Yu Hui said, that is, 'I am the second', you both shivered at the same time, and then He looked nervous. The police didn’t see it at the time, but I could see it clearly. How do you explain this?” Faced with Zheng Jie's sharp questions, Meide seemed embarrassed: "Actually, that night, I just guessed that he...may have had an accident; in the Public Security Bureau, I just happened to...well, I mean..." "Listen," Zheng Jie interrupted him, "What I told you just now can be told to the police instead of telling you. Don't you think so?"

"Then...why didn't you do that?" Yuan Bin asked. "Because I believe that you will not be the murderer of my husband-you are just hiding something from me. That's why I tell you frankly, just want you to tell me the truth yourself." "You use the word 'killed', do you think Sunset didn't commit suicide, but was murdered?" Mead said. "I've told the police a long time ago that I don't think my husband has any troubles or troubles that could lead him to commit suicide. So I think there must be something wrong with this matter-and you guys definitely know what's going on .”

Meide and Yuan Bin frowned and did not say a word. "Why, are you unwilling to tell me now?" "I...some things, I'm afraid we can't talk about them..." Yuan Bin looked helpless. "I knew you must be hiding some secret!" Zheng Jie said sharply, "Well, if you insist on not telling me, I'll have the police come to question you!" "No! We..." Yuan Bin glanced at Meide and said softly, "We can tell you." Med stared at him, lips pressed together. "Okay, Med." Yuan Bin's tone was a little crying, "The four of us have kept this secret for ten years, and it seems that we can't keep it. Yu Hui is dead! Let's sit here and wait for death, the next one We are the ones who die!"

Meide sighed heavily: "Tell Zheng Jie about it! Start the matter from the beginning and tell it exactly."