Ye Chen opened his eyes suddenly and smiled helplessly as he looked at the familiar environment around him. The last second in his memory was when he was analyzing Yuan Heyong's personality change trend, but now he is back with VIP disease in the hospital.
With the infection and a bad cold, the body that had recovered from the gunshot wound finally showed feedback. Even though he had woken up, Ye Chen still felt soreness in his limbs. The intense dizziness made him make sure that he was still in a fever. He dumbly picked up the phone next to his pillow, and there were many messages from Lin Xue on it.
In addition to ordering Ye Chen not to be discharged from the hospital to pay attention to his body, there are also some progress in the case.
Back in time last night, Lin Xue came to Li Qiao's residence alone.
The knock on the door at 11 o'clock in the evening did not cause any dissonance in this old building. After all, it was Christmas, and many people had just returned to their residence after drinking.
Li Qiao opened the door. She couldn't help panicking when she saw Lin Xue outside the door. Naturally, this subtle expression did not escape Lin Xue's eyes. She was even more certain that Li Qiao knew that Li Dongrong would die.
The house Li Qiao rents is a one-bedroom and one-living room similar to Wang Jin. The bedroom door is closed. There is a bed in the small living room and a table with a dilapidated laptop next to the bed.
"Come here so late, won't you bother you?" Lin Xue pointed to the bedroom with the door closed and asked, thinking that the room belonged to Li Qiao's seriously ill mother.
"Of course not." Li Qiao's answer was still so simple, "But, is there anything else you want to ask when you come so late? Or do you need me to call the friend who was with me yesterday?"
For such a simple girl, Lin Xue really didn't want to use her identity as a policeman to interrogate her. Lin Xue sat down by Li Qiao's bed, "Do you mind?"
"Of course I don't mind, there is no other place to sit in this room." Li Qiao smiled, then took away the laptop on the table and poured a cup of hot water for Lin Xue.
There was no air conditioner in the room, and Lin Xue, who was not dressed very thickly, also felt cold. Holding a hot water cup, she looked at the clear hot water inside and said, "You hate Li Dongrong.
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Hearing Li Dongrong's name, Li Qiao felt like a different person. Her body began to tremble violently, her face was full of anger, and the word "hate" was squeezed out between her teeth.
This kind of anger was a bit too violent, and the hatred of killing his father was not shared, but Li Dongrong was dead, and Li Qiao now had a comfortable life, but Li Qiao's stress reaction told Lin Xue that Li Dongrong had directly harmed her. So Lin Xue asked tentatively, "Why, I think it was not just because he found someone to kill your father?"
When Li Qiao was asked by Lin Xue, tears burst into tears. "The night my father was killed by him, I found him in the nightclub he used to go to. He..." Li Qiao did not say anything, but what happened later. It's not hard to guess.
Listening to the choking sound of Li Qiao about to suffocate, Lin Xue slapped angrily on the limp sex, and let out a low growl, "Bastard!"
But Lin Xue's instinctive mood swings narrowed the distance between the two. Li Qiao lay directly in Lin Xue's arms, gritting his teeth and crying fiercely. Lin Xue understood that Li Qiao could not cry out loud, because there was an old mother lying in the bedroom. While stroking Li Qiao's back, Lin Xue looked at Li Qiao in her arms pityingly.
At this time, Lin Xue found another thin circle of scars on Li Qiao's neck. The scar was located on the lower side of the neck, which was definitely not caused by hanging himself. Suddenly, Lin Xue had a bold idea, she slowly moved her hand up, and lightly touched the scar.
Li Qiao's feedback was a more violent tremor, and Lin Xuerou asked in a voice: "This scar was left when he violated you, right?"
Li Qiao nodded in her arms, and Lin Xue continued to ask, "So you want to kill him, right?"
"No!" Li Qiao suddenly raised her head. Seeing Lin Xue's serious face, she immediately distanced herself from her. She shook her head desperately and said, "It wasn't me who strangled him, it really wasn't me."
Lin Xue's mood has completely fallen to the bottom, Ye Chen guessed everything! With a bleak smile, he said, "Have I ever said that Li Dongrong was strangled to death?"
Li Qiao's body
The body was still twitching, but her crying had stopped, and her face was full of panic and tension.
"I know, you didn't kill people, but you made the killing method? We have the right to suspect that you hired the murderer, so please cooperate with us and tell me who killed you."
Li Qiao’s response was to bow her head in silence. In desperation, Lin Xue could only attack Li Qiao’s weakness, “You are legally responsible. You don’t want to spend a few years in prison, right? Even if you don’t care, you How can your mother wait until you are released from prison? If this case has nothing to do with you, even though that person avenged you, his behavior is above the law. Why should you do it for such a person? How about getting into your own life for several years and your mother's body?"
Hearing her mother, Li Qiao had obviously changed. She hesitated for a long time, and finally she said, "I really don't know anything." Li Qiao took the laptop that had just been put away, "I only know that the person is this post. People inside."
The computer is turned on, and in the browser is a personal post of Qixiu. The name of the post is "Say Your Christmas Wishes". The sticky post of Tieba is an explanation about this Tieba, which means that we want everyone to express their inner desires, not only what kind of gift they get, but also what they want to do, or even the bad thing they want to do.
Li Qiao's post is very simple, only one sentence wants Li Dongrong to be condemned by God, so he must die. Behind is a conversation between a person named Santa Claus and her. Li Qiao described Li Dongrong's crimes in detail and, under the guidance of the other party, said how he wanted to kill Li Dongrong.
Until yesterday, the other party said that Li Qiao must find a friend to stay at home with her for the night, and told her that she would receive the long-awaited Christmas gift the next day. And just now, the other party left a message to Li Qiao again, telling her that if the police found her, she would let her answer truthfully without shielding him.
Lin Xue immediately returned to the homepage, and finally found the post sent by Yuan Heyong, which was in full compliance with his description of Wang Jin's method of death. Although the clues were already in front of him, Lin Xue's heart tightened even more. Because in this post, there are seven or eight posts that want to make people dead. (End of this chapter)