They knew that she was afraid, and she also knew that they knew that they were bluffing; one person shouted, and the others listened. They seemed to have a different kind of tacit understanding, and every time they shouted, they made the temperature drop a little lower.
They hope that this tacit understanding can be used for other purposes, such as talking about cases or things at home that are related to the case.
But she didn't say anything, she just yelled and cursed until her face turned pale, her fingertips twitched, and she was still cursing.
She scolded Chen Qing until he was tired of listening, and there was no one in the interrogation room. The curse words in her mouth were still not heard, as if she was relying on only those few curse words to continue her life, and the words in her mouth stopped. , when the tone is gone, when the tone is gone, the person is gone.
But unlike her, the police officers responsible for interrogating her never spoke a word, as if saying another word would kill them, so the entire atmosphere in the conference room became lifeless.
Chen Qing sat in the first place, his eyes always staring at the small blackboard in front of him. On the blackboard, there was some information written in Juanxiu's handwriting.
Those words were written in several large lines, but Chen Qing saw only a few pitiful words in his eyes.
The little policeman's hands hurt from copying, and he waved his arms, but his face looked proud.
Among those words, it read: "Di Xing'an, male, 21 years old, married twice, divorced only half a year after the first marriage, and married again three months later."
He looked at those words, and there were always gasps in the conference room.
"This kid is really good at playing cards." Someone mumbled.
"Damn, it's just three months later than the legal limit." Someone complained in a low voice.
On the blackboard, there are several lines of text writing the victim's registered marriage partner.
Both of them have not graduated.
They don't seem to have much relationship. One is 26 years old and is a graduate student at the university where the victim lives. The other is 6 years younger and came to this strange city from all over the world to go to school.
One person has a good family background and has lived abroad for a long time since she was a child. She walks on all kinds of splendid carpets like a princess; while the other person is an ordinary little girl in the town. She spends half her life's efforts and luck to urinate. All in a university.
They are like two parallel lines, working hard all their lives, but one's end point may not reach the other's starting point.
The only thing that can connect them is Di Xing'an, who binds the two of them. He seems to have destroyed the point of these two parallel lines, bringing only disorder.
"Who is his current wife?"
"The 26-year-old one."
Chen Qing nodded, understanding: "I think so."
A young, rich, and broad-minded woman, anyone would make such a choice.
Chen Qing looked at the small blackboard in front of him and thought the same thing.
Between these two people, either one would meet the other's current partner first, he thought.
So, after the sunset gradually rose, when the people on their way back were walking all the way, they saw a young man walking away against the crowd with their peripheral vision. When he walked there, there was no one around him, and he walked into a quiet campus. among.
On weekends, except for a few street lamps, the entire school looked particularly desolate. The cold wind blew through, and the leaves swayed under the lamps, creating mottled shadows.
He walked forward, and when there were no more shadows of trees in front of him, he saw a woman in a long skirt sitting under the lamp.
She looked at the mobile phone, her head lowered, and her clothes were thick enough; she occasionally raised her head to look at the passers-by, and then lowered her head to look at the mobile phone in her hand.
She was waiting for someone, but she couldn't wait for the person she wanted to wait for; she was waiting for someone, and she got an unexpected visitor.
She looked at Chen Qing standing in front of her. He stood still in front of her with his hands in his pockets, looking at her with an old-god expression that was inappropriate for his age.
Those eyes seemed to say, look, the person you are waiting for will not be able to wait, and I know it.
She looked at this man, and for some reason, she felt annoyed. Maybe it was his expression that seemed to have everything under control that made her dissatisfied. Her face turned pale, and after she stepped aside slightly, she saw Chen Qing moved half a step laterally; she raised her eyebrows, supported her body with both hands, and stood up slowly. She stood up very slowly, so slowly that she looked a little cautious.
She looked at her feet and walked very carefully, but when she raised her head to look at the road, she saw the man move half a step sideways, and he was standing directly in front of her, motionless.
"Step aside."
He listened and shook his head: "The person you are waiting for will not come."
She turned pale, but still moved forward: "Get out of the way."
He listened to the woman's words, lowered his head, glanced at the woman's belly that was blocked by her hand, and took a small step away: "He won't come."
She didn't stop and kept moving forward.
"I'm a police officer."
He gritted his teeth and felt a little uncomfortable when he said this sentence.
So does the other party. So she turned around, with obvious surprise in her eyes. She looked at Chen Qing and pointed: "You?"
"Yes." Chen Qing nodded and replied, "It's just me."
…
Under that street lamp, Chen Qing confessed his identity and handed the other party the certificate for notification.
He died, and all he left in this world to his wife and children was a piece of paper weighing 0.2 grams.
He died like this; on that piece of paper, only 0.02 grams of ink was used, which was enough to declare his death.
It seems that everything has become so slight. The death that should have been as heavy as a mountain, the death that was enough to crush the woman and the unborn child, has become so slight at this moment.
Under that street lamp, the ground in front of the street lamp may not have been wet with tears for the first time; she cried for a long time, so that the passing audiences frequently looked sideways.
Chen Qing was very thick-skinned, but he couldn't stand the growing number of onlookers.
Their eyes were meaningful. They didn't seem to be blaming the teenagers around them, but they seemed to be saying... Young people, studying hard is the most important thing.
After he coughed a few times and dispersed the group, the woman's mood gradually stabilized.
"Why...why you came to inform me."
He thought about it and didn't know how to answer the other party's question.
She wiped away her tears and asked, "Do you have anything else to do?"
Chen Qing thought for a while and nodded.
"What's up?"
"How many months did you meet him?"
Her expression changed and became stern and cold: "You doubt me!"
"I'm just asking you." He shook his head.
"I'm pregnant! Can I kill him?!" Her voice was a little loud, but there were no passersby.
"I know."
"you know?"
"I know you're pregnant."
Her face changed again and turned pale.
But Chen Qing just looked at it, his expression still the same - plain, "Only I know. Don't worry."
He looked at the woman in front of him and pointed at her belly: "You can see it in your sitting posture and your behavior."
After he finished speaking, the woman immediately breathed a sigh of relief, nodded, and then responded to Chen Qing: "That's good... that's good."
So Chen Qing asked again: "How many months did you meet him?"
She lowered her head and glanced at her belly: "About... half a year ago."
Chen Qing was stunned for a moment and said another name: "Do you know Yu Weilian?"
She thought for a moment, and her brows seemed to twitch slightly with the memory. She glanced down and looked at the small satchel she carried with her.
"do not know."
But Chen Qing saw her gaze and followed her gaze to stop on the satchel.
"You don't know him?" he asked again.
"If you don't believe it, you can check it yourself." Her tone was a little cold and unquestionable.
Chen Qing nodded, said hello, and then said, "Did you know that Di Xing'an was divorced once?"
She was silent for a moment, nodded hesitantly, and then shook her head suddenly. But her movement was so obvious, how could she escape Chen Qing's eyes. He looked at the woman in front of him and smiled, and shook his head with a smile. : "You know, right."
She gritted her teeth and nodded.
"Then you must know her, at least you have heard of her name Tai Weilian."
She was silent, unable to answer.
"Why lie?"
She looked at Chen Qing and smiled: "Why, I'm happy."
Chen Qing nodded, said "Okay", and then continued: "You met the man six months ago, and then married him three months later, but the other man had already married Yu Weilian six months ago. In other words, he cheated For you, right?"
She gritted her teeth and was silent for a long time: "I'm tired."
"good."
He looked at the other person, and he saw the way her eyes would unconsciously turn downward every time she lied. He unconsciously turned away the handbag he saw when she went over, and nodded to pick it up for her.
He moved his fingertips slightly to open a small gap, then picked up the bag and helped the other party stand up.
"Do you want to go back to the dormitory?"
She said "Hmm" and moved half of her body after standing up. She avoided Chen Qing's supporting hands and pulled the bag on her arm onto her shoulder.
She was in a hurry, without even saying goodbye, running all the way, making people worry about the unborn heir in her belly.
He wanted to ask her why she didn't even give me her name and address when she wanted me to verify it myself, but in the end he didn't ask, not because of cruelty, but...
He thought this woman felt guilty.
This shouldn't happen to a pregnant mother. It's very strange. The man cheated on her, so the original wife should be killed.
But as he looked at the woman's retreating figure, the phone in his pocket vibrated twice.
"oh?"
He took out his cell phone, and there was a communication call on the screen. After he connected it, he could hear the woman's voice.
He's always been like this.
