"Have you seen it? When did it happen?" Bai Qi was surprised after hearing this and quickly grabbed me and asked.
It's hard to forget someone dressed like that. I carefully recalled the scene of my meeting with that strange man and told him everything that happened that day.
I remember that it was about half a month ago. I didn’t have many express deliveries that day. I had already delivered them to the Great Wall Community at around 1:30 pm, almost 2 pm. The difference was that at that time, Yang Xiaoxia in the Great Wall Community had not died yet.
I called the senders of the six or seven couriers in the car one by one, and then sat in the car bored waiting for the recipients to come downstairs to pick up the couriers. I took out a cigarette and was about to light it, but I found a strange person sitting on the flower bed not far away, who seemed to be waiting for someone.
Why do I think he is strange? It is the end of summer and the beginning of autumn, and it is also the hottest time in Zhongwei City. The sun is blazing, and I wish I could peel off a layer of my skin, but that person is wearing a tight black windbreaker, a tall hat, and even sunglasses and a mask on his face, as if he is spending the winter. To use the old saying here, he is the reincarnation of a frozen ghost.
When I saw that man, I couldn't help but feel sarcastic in my heart. I thought that he was dressed like that in this weather, either to show off or he was a big idiot. I didn't look at him for long, just smoking and waiting for someone.
After a while, one of the recipients of the express came to me. I looked up and saw that she was about 27 or 28 years old. Although the weather was very hot, she was dressed very conservatively, wearing a simple short-sleeved top and a pair of inconspicuous black pants that looked a bit thick. Even so, it was difficult to hide her good figure. There was an apron hanging around her waist. It seemed that she was cooking and came down to pick up the express without taking off the apron. In short, such a person coming to pick up the express made me, who was waiting bored, more fun. While handing the express to her, I was commenting on her in my heart.
But it was very strange that she didn't seem to be wearing any makeup and had relatively heavy dark circles under her eyes. She looked nervous from beginning to end and kept looking around, as if she was afraid of being seen. She signed the express delivery form in a sloppy manner, whispered a polite thank you to me, and then hurriedly ran away with the express delivery.
I have been delivering couriers for such a long time that I have seen all kinds of recipients, so I didn't take it seriously and continued to smoke and wait. But at this moment, the strange man in the windbreaker suddenly walked up to me and stood opposite me without saying a word.
"What's up?"
There was such a strange man standing opposite me, and I always felt that people passing by would think that I knew him and put me in the same category as him, so I smiled and asked, wanting to get rid of him as soon as possible.
But the man did not answer my question, but asked: "Are you bored?"
What does it matter to you whether I am bored or not? Don’t you think you are bored when you ask this question
I looked at him in confusion. Judging from his voice, he should not be very old. I was about to ask him to leave quickly, but suddenly he spoke again, "Since you are bored, how about we play a game and guess what was in the package that the woman took just now?"
I was basically certain that this guy was hopelessly bored, so I thought it would be better to ignore him, so I just smoked and pretended not to hear what he said.
The man didn't care about my attitude and said to himself, "Seeing her panic and constant looking around, this package must be very important and must not be known to others. Moreover, she couldn't wait to leave after receiving the package, so she must have urgently needed it. More importantly, I just found that there were several hard-to-find needle-like wounds on the woman's arm, so I concluded that the package she took must contain drugs."
Although I didn't want to pay attention to this person, I kept listening to him carefully, thinking, "How can you see a pinhole-sized wound on someone's body with such big sunglasses on?" But then again, what this person said seemed flawless. If it was really as he saw, then it could only be this way.
In fact, there are many examples of people sending illegal drugs by express delivery. In the past, supervision was not so strict, and many drug dealers did this. There were many reports on this kind of thing in the news, and I have personally experienced such an incident.
I don’t remember when it happened, but when we couriers were delivering parcels, if we met someone else sending a parcel, we could actually pick it up as well, and we would get a commission for doing so, so why not do it
That day, when I was delivering a courier, a man wanted to send something. I handed him a courier form and he filled it out, while I looked at what he wanted to send with curiosity.
It was a paper box slightly larger than a cell phone box, wrapped tightly with three layers of tape inside and three layers outside. It felt light in the hand, as if it was full of cotton. After filling out the express form, the man quickly paid me the express fee and left.
When I got back to the store, I took a curious look at the package. The product name said "parts", but when I shook it carefully and put it to my ear to listen, there seemed to be some liquid inside.
When my mother saw this, she asked me what was going on. I told her my doubts. Unexpectedly, her face changed. She immediately picked up a pair of scissors, opened the package, and unwrapped the newspaper and cotton that were still tightly packed inside. Finally, she found a bottle of blue liquid in the innermost layer.
There is no written annotation on the surface of the liquid, and no one knows what it is. However, in my opinion, this thing should be a prohibited item, otherwise, the person would not package it so mysteriously and deliberately write the wrong product name.
I told my mother about my idea, and she agreed with me. She immediately asked me to repack the package and send it back, saying that it contained liquid and could not be sent. I went to meet the sender, and the sender seemed to understand that I had discovered the secret. He did not point it out, and did not even ask for the courier fee. He took the package and left. Since then, every time I receive a package from someone else, I will carefully check what is inside. If I did not find it last time and sent the bottle of unknown liquid, I would be done for if it was found out.
This weirdo in front of me gave such a thorough analysis that I, who originally didn't want to pay any attention to him, was immediately aroused by my competitive spirit, so I prepared to make up a story to overturn his reasoning.
I thought about it carefully, and then said to the man, "But I don't think that's the case."
The man was stunned, then asked with interest: "Oh? Tell me about it."
I carefully recalled all the details of what I had just seen, and then said, "You are right. The woman looked hurried and panicked, and she just turned around and left with the package. As for whether there were needle holes on her arm, I didn't see any. On the surface, it was indeed as you inferred, but I think there is another explanation."
"You only saw these, but didn't notice her dress. You know, it's summer now, and many women who love beauty take this opportunity to release their nature and wear very revealing clothes. But her clothes are too conservative and old-fashioned. And she came here wearing an apron, and there is a ring on her right ring finger, which proves that she is married. Would a married person take drugs? If she really took drugs, then there would be another related speculation, that is, her husband is not with her, or her husband is also a drug addict. But from this point of view, the second possibility is more likely."
I was making up stories, and the weirdo was listening with great interest. He smiled and said, "Go on."
Since he liked to hear it, I was happy to say it. I had nothing else to do anyway, so I continued, "Assuming her husband is also a drug addict, can I assume that the woman was forced by her husband? Although I don't know what these drug addicts feel after taking drugs, I can see from some movies and novels that drug addicts will be completely enslaved by drugs, have hallucinations, and even lose their humanity. The woman cooked on time at this time, so it is very likely that she is still an office worker. Based on all this information, I made another assumption."
"This woman is a very conservative and traditional woman. After getting married, she found out that her husband was taking drugs, but she chose to remain silent because of the relationship between the couple. Her husband must have stopped working and continued to take drugs with her income. He often bullied and beat her, and finally even forced her to take drugs with him! If this is true, then it can be explained that she dresses so conservatively. First, her family really doesn't have enough money to buy new clothes, and second, it is to cover up the wounds on her body from being beaten by her husband!"
"Do you think a woman would continue to live with a man like this, destroying herself like this?" Qiongqi asked me with some doubt.
"You don't understand this. Although most people have changed now, there are still some 'stupid' women. Although I don't know that woman, my intuition tells me that she is such a person. And I can also boldly assume that her husband is a drug addict and would not let her go. So I guess that in addition to drugs, the package must contain some toys to replace her husband! After all, she is also a woman, and a conservative woman. I don't think it is likely to let her go!"
Although I was making it up, I actually began to believe it. I looked in the direction the person left and said, "From this point of view, everything is fifty-fifty. Either we are both wrong. If your guess is correct, then there must be something in the package like I mentioned!"
"Interesting, interesting!" After hearing what I said, the weirdo actually laughed and clapped, attracting the attention of passers-by around him. I hurriedly lowered my head. I didn't want others to mistakenly think that I knew this weirdo.
"But I still think that my reasoning is correct. I am confident that if my reasoning is wrong, others will not be able to guess it right." After clapping his hands, the weirdo turned around and said to me with his back to me.
This seemed a bit provocative, but I refused to admit defeat and said, "Excuse me, I also think my inference is correct. Of course, I believe in facts more. Do you want us to call that woman over and ask her?"
"No need, you will know the answer soon. If I lose to you, hahaha!" The weirdo only said this sentence, then walked away laughing. Soon he disappeared, and I didn't take it seriously at all. Until today, when I saw the weirdo's figure reappear on the surveillance screen, I finally remembered this matter completely.
Looking at the surveillance footage, the weirdo made a scissors gesture to the camera, as if to tell me that he had won. All the questions that I had not figured out before were now completely explained.
Why did that Qiongqi leave the package containing adult toys and drugs in the interrogation room? It was because he wanted to tell me that the package that day actually contained both of these things. It was also because of this that he thought that he and I had fought to a draw, and judging from what he said, it seemed that the matter was not over yet. I had been completely targeted by this terrifying Qiongqi.
Who would have thought that my unintentional conversation with a stranger would lead me to be involved in such a horrific incident! What would be the consequences of being targeted by such a person? I dare not imagine that maybe one day in the future, I will become a cold corpse and become the victim of a perfect murder case.