"Ah!"
"It hurts so much!"
"It's bleeding!"
In the east of Sijiu City, Zaoshu Alley, in a small square courtyard, Qin Huairu, who was cooking in the kitchen, suddenly felt She cried out in pain, raised her left hand with a frown, and saw a small piece of meat cut off between her index fingers by a kitchen knife. Drops of bright red blood slowly poured out, and finally splashed on the chopping board, like a flower. A blooming wild rose is particularly charming.
She quickly held her fingers, and her fingers instantly turned white. After the blood on the wound stopped flowing out, she turned back to the house with a sullen face.
Not long after.
After taking care of the wound, Qin Huairu walked back silently, cleaned the chopping board and started chopping vegetables again.
Her life is much better now than before. Even if she was the only one eating today, she still cooked two dishes, one scrambled eggs and one fried pork with chili.
When she was at Jia's house in the past, if there wasn't some important day, or if Silly Zhu came back with leftovers, she wouldn't be able to eat this.
But now, it is just her daily routine.
Widow Qin's hands and feet have always been very nimble. After working for a while, she returned to the west room of the main house in the courtyard with the food.
The furnishings in this room are considered luxurious at the moment. Radios, sofas, large wardrobes, chests of drawers, sewing machines...
As long as ordinary people have it, she should have it here. There are only.
Qin Huairu walked to the brand new round table in the middle of the room with the food in hand, put down several things in her hands one by one, then sat down and picked up a white and fat one like her with her injured hand. The steamed buns, picked up the chopsticks with the other hand, and chewed the steamed buns one bite at a time.
After eating half of the steamed buns like this, she suddenly sighed sadly. She thought about the stick story about killing people when they see meat, and also thought about Xiaodang who can eat a big steamed bun by herself.
If they were here, they would be extremely happy.
Qin Huairu looked at the food in front of her and suddenly lost her appetite. She frowned and put down the buns and chopsticks. She stood up and turned on the radio. Then she walked to the sofa and fell down softly.
Listening to the babbling opera on the radio, she gradually began to lose focus, and blurry scenes like old pictures appeared in her mind. Sometimes it was Chu Heng's cold eyes, sometimes it was the hospital bed. The mother-in-law on the bed is sometimes her three frightened and helpless children.
Finally, an extremely eerie voice suddenly sounded in her mind.
Sooner or later I will settle accounts with you!
Qin Huairu shook her head vigorously to drive the voice out of her mind, threw away the cushions on the sofa irritably, and fell weakly on the sofa.
She is scared!
If she is really caught out by Chu Heng, the revenge that awaits her will be a roaring tsunami!
And no one can save her!
Not even Li Fugui!
"No, that dead old lady is about to die, no one will know..."
In the dim room, she whispered softly, as if she was comforting herself, and she seemed to be talking to someone. Whispering, a little weird.
“Bang, bang, bang!”
At this moment, a violent knock on the door sounded from outside the courtyard.
Qin Huairu suddenly sat up from the sofa like a frightened wild cat.
After taking a few deep breaths and regaining her composure, she thought it was Li Fugui and went to open the door, cursing: "You must have drunk too much again, you bastard!"
After a while.
She came to the door, pulled the latch and opened the courtyard door. Her dark face instantly burst into smiles, like a peach blossom blooming: "Why are you here today..."
She was just halfway through her words. , the expression on his face suddenly froze, looking at the indifferent He Zishi and several other police officers turning around outside, his heart suddenly rose to his throat.
However, Widow Qin is Widow Qin after all. After so many years of scheming, her mental quality is not generally strong. She calmed down in an instant, frowned and looked impatient, and was cold to the few people who suddenly appeared. He asked: "What's the matter?"
He Zishi stared at the charming face in front of him and said calmly: "I'm looking for you to assist in the investigation!"
"No time, I have already said, if you have evidence, come and arrest me, if there is no evidence, leave immediately. You are not welcome here!" Qin Huairu reached out to close the courtyard door, looking confident and arrogant.
He Zishi instantly stretched out a hand to hold the door in place, then pushed the door open forcefully and walked in, followed closely by several people behind him.
“What are you going to do!”
Qin Huairu became even more panicked when she saw this, and screamed in a sharp voice: “Get out, get out! I won’t let you walk around without food. ! ”
He Zishi frowned, looked at her coldly, and scolded: "Shut up, since we are here, it means that we already have evidence in our hands. Now I give you two choices, either cooperate with our questioning honestly, or follow I'll go back to the office and you can make your own choice!"
Qin Huairu's face changed instantly when she heard this, and her legs felt weak, but her mind was surprisingly calm. She looked at He Zishi silently. My mind was also thinking rapidly.
How did he get the evidence so quickly?
Is the old lady awake?
Impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
The doctor said she would not wake up.
Also, what he just said was to assist in the investigation, so... even if he has evidence, it shouldn't be conclusive evidence. Otherwise, why not just arrest me?
Thinking of this, Qin Huairu calmed down. She glanced at the people in front of her and turned directly to the west room without saying a word.
Seeing this, He Zishi sneered and followed her in with rapid strides.
After a group of people filed into the west room, Qin Huairu went straight to the sofa and sat down, folding her legs, crossing her hands on her shoulders, raising her round chin slightly, and covering up her panic with a very bad attitude: " I won’t pour water for you. What’s the matter? Just ask if you want, and leave as soon as you’re done.”
“Okay.”
He Zishi nodded lightly, pulled up a chair, sat down face to face with her, and asked straightforwardly. Said: "Should you change the pesticide?" "
Qin Huairu's eyes turned, and her brows instantly rose: "I've told you eight hundred times, it's not me!"
"Then we found it on the pesticide bottle. How do you explain the fingerprints?" He Zishi Leng Smiling, he took out a document bag from his bag and pulled out two pieces of paper: "On these, one is the fingerprint we extracted from the pesticide bottle, and the other is the fingerprint you pressed when you went to the street office to collect the ticket. It matches perfectly!”
That's right, the piece of paper in his hand with fingerprints on it was the one he had someone copy.
It’s pitiful to say the least.
Because there is no perfect fingerprint extraction technology yet, He Zishi and the others cannot extract Qin Huairu's fingerprint from the pesticide bottle.
So he followed the method of a certain dog-headed military advisor who did not want to be named, and made a fake one to seduce the widow of Qin. She didn't know the authenticity anyway.
At this time, I am grateful that there are not yet too many police and gangster dramas.
...
So that’s what happened!
Qin Huairu looked at the fingerprints on it, and suddenly her heart suddenly dawned. She lacked knowledge in this area and had no time to think about how they found the fingerprints on it. She stared at the two pieces of paper. After a few glances, he thought for a moment, and then said angrily: "Isn't it normal to have my fingerprints? Don't forget that it belongs to my family!"
< br>"Ha." He Zishi sneered back, leaning forward slightly, his big face close to her, creating a strong sense of oppression: "But I heard Aunt Li say that the pesticide bottle used by Jia Zhang's family before It was broken in the steel rolling mill. This pesticide bottle was her new one. By this time, you had already moved out of the courtyard.”
"So, please tell me, how did you come into contact with this pesticide bottle?"
Listening to his cold question, Qin Huairu, who had never thought that something would go wrong with this, was instantly shocked. She broke out in a cold sweat, but she also knew not to panic or show timidity at this time. After calming herself down a little, she hurriedly defended: "We have several pesticide bottles in our house. The children have taken it out to play with, and I have touched it. The fingerprint may have been there for a long time."
"That's it." He Zishi nodded with a half-smile, and then turned his head. He looked at a young man lying on the table writing notes next to him: "Have you written it all down?"
"Written it down." The young man quickly handed him the notebook.
He Zishi took it and looked at it for a few times, then sent the notebook and a pen to Qin Huairu and said, "Let's take a look and see if the records above are correct. If there is no problem, sign and fingerprint."
"Oh, by the way, I would like to remind you that after you sign and sign, this record will become part of the evidence. If you are later found to have lied, the consequences will be serious! You have to think carefully."
“I didn’t Lie, what do you have in mind?"
Qin Huairu knew that he was now in a difficult position. He took the book with a sullen face, looked at it for a few times and signed his name, and then pressed a clear mark with the ink pad handed by He Zishi. of fingerprints.
"That's it for today. I'll come back if necessary later." After He Zishi got the notebook back, he didn't stay for a second, got up and left the place quickly with the others.
Qin Huairu sat on the sofa and watched them leave quietly.
It wasn't until they walked out of the yard that they collapsed and fell heavily on the sofa.
At this time, she was already in a state of confusion, and an emotion called fear kept invading her mind, making her unable to help but tremble.
There are too many loopholes in what she just said, and it simply cannot withstand investigation.
How could she have several pesticide bottles at home?
Who is sick and has nothing to do but keep this at home?
Not to mention that the children would take it out to play with when they have nothing to do.
So when He Zishi went back and asked the children, the secret would most likely be revealed!
"No, I can't sit still and wait for death!"
Qin Huairu suddenly stood up, and after pondering for a while, he hurriedly put on his clothes and left home, preparing to go to the courtyard to make the lie come true!
Alas.
Therefore, this person cannot lie.
A lie often needs many lies to support it. In the end, it will eventually explode!
……
The next day.
After Chu Heng saw off his wife in the morning, he went to He Zishi's place.
"Did you go to see Qin Huairu yesterday?"
In the police station office, Chu Heng leaned crookedly on He Zishi's chair.
"I've been there, it's pretty much what you thought."
He Zishi stood aside and poured him a cup of tea, grinning and said: "Her face changed at that time, she must have a guilty conscience. . ”
“I would say we might as well just arrest them and wait until we get here...”
"Alas! Don't talk nonsense, we have to follow the procedure!" Chu Heng hurriedly stopped what he was saying.
"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you. Just be troublesome." He Zishi sighed in disappointment.
"Haha, let's just follow the plan and we won't be able to run away from her." Chu Heng smiled and picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea. After discussing the matter for a while, he stood up and left.
After coming out of the police station, Chu Heng went straight into the car, and Volga drove away amid a burst of "chunk, chu, chu, chu".
More than twenty minutes later.
The car stopped in front of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital.
He came to see Father Tang and planned to pick him up to treat Mrs. Jia.
“Bump!”
Chu Heng got off the car and glanced at the dense crowd in the hospital lobby. He couldn’t help grinning and dove in.
After a while, he came to Father Tang’s office located at the far end of the second floor.
At this time, Father Tang had just gone to work. He was wearing a white coat, with sparse hair on his head that was very good at medical skills, and a friendly and harmless smile on his face, which gave people a very reassuring feeling.
"Uncle Shen."
Chu Heng walked in and said hello. Looking at Father Tang who was wiping his nosebleed again, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "What did you eat this morning? Don’t worry about it. Don’t worry about your son’s medicinal diet.”
"It's not a big problem." Mr. Tang skillfully blocked his nostrils with straw paper, took out pills and stuffed them into his mouth. While eating, he said, "What's going on at your end? Is it curable?"
"Treat it, how can you not treat it? I'll pick you up right now." Chu Heng said with a smile.
"Then let's walk!"
Tang's father reached out and took out a medicine box from under his feet, and stood up excitedly. He hadn't encountered this kind of difficult and complicated disease in many years, and he was a little itchy!
After informing the leader, the two people quickly came out of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, got into the car and rushed to the hospital where Mrs. Jia was staying.
After walking for a while, Chu Heng, who was chatting with Father Tang, glanced at the hair on his head. After a slight hesitation, he took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it over. It was him The prescription for Baiyulu that I have been researching recently: "Uncle Tang, look at this."
"What the hell?"
Father Tang took it and took a look, raising his brows in surprise: "Poria, Lithospermum, Coix, Propolis... This should be for women, right? Good guy, it's an ancient recipe, even I have never seen it!"
“Oh, you even You can see this!" Chu Heng showed admiration, then blinked and said: "What, a friend of mine gave it to me, and he asked me to ask why he made it according to this recipe. Is the ointment gray like in the book? The color is like white jade.”
“You think too highly of me, I don’t have the ability to give you the answer now.” Father Tang rolled his eyes at him: “I have to wait until I go back to study. Researched.”
"Then..."
Chu Heng hesitated after hearing the words, and then hesitantly took out two pieces of paper and handed them over: "Then you can also help research these two, and you are also my friend. For me.”
The first of these two pictures is the aphrodisiac Huanxi Powder, and the other is the Ecstasy he got in Dacheng. He has been researching it recently. However, due to lack of basic knowledge, he has never been able to find a way, so he can only seek help from professionals. , it’s not something worth keeping secret anyway.
"Is it also an ancient recipe?" Father Tang took it over with interest. After looking at it carefully, he looked over with a strange expression and said quietly: "Hengzi, my uncle has a criminal law. I can lend it to you later." "
He has been studying medicine since he was a child. Although he is not top-notch, his foundation is very solid. He can tell at a glance that one of the two prescriptions is an aphrodisiac and the other is an ecstasy.
Isn’t this standard for lewd thieves!
Too lazy to write a chapter...