Beer bottles, dirty clothes, in addition to wedding photos on the walls, there are also some modern oil paintings, covered with dust, the lucky bamboo in the corners is rotten and sparsely hanging down, and other plants are also, none of them are alive, exuding rot. breath.
The kitchen is messy, the tiles are covered with yellow and black oil stains, the unwashed tableware and chopsticks are piled up in the sink, and there are small black insects flying on it, the garbage in the garbage basket is full, and the garbage that can't fit falls on the ground...
What appears in Huang Dan's field of vision is the life of an old alcoholic, business failure, marriage failure, and life failure. It is understandable to live like this, and it is a normal phenomenon.
Sun Siqing whispered a name, "Huihui."
Huang Dan knew that it was the name of Sun Siqing's wife. His arm was grabbed, and the wet and rough touch made him feel sick for a while, and he broke free immediately.
He had discovered long ago that he only liked the touch of that person's rough palm, and if it was someone else, he would not like it very much.
Sun Siqing closed his eyes, waving his arms indiscriminately, and shouting wine words, "Damn, you are the most unconscionable, bitch, you have to die! Huihui, return the money to me, with money, I can A comeback…”
Huang Dan said, "Uncle Sun, I'm Ji Shiyu."
Sun Siqing on the sofa opened his eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling for a while before he could focus, "It's you, why are you in my house?"
Huang Dan said, "You drank too much, and I brought you back."
Sun Siqing sat up on the sofa, he wiped his face heavily, "Good boy, when uncle takes the money, please eat KFC."
Huang Dan remembered that this was the second time tonight. When Sun Siqing asked him to raise money, it should be because of some work, or to get back the debt he owed, "I still like crayfish."
Sun Siqing's face was flushed by the smell of alcohol, "Then crayfish, crayfish is good..."
He didn't say anything, there was no sound.
Huang Dan's eyes rolled, "Uncle Sun, it's uncomfortable on the sofa, I'll help you go to your room to rest."
The middle-aged man did not respond.
Huang Dan put one of the middle-aged man's arm on his shoulder, he pulled him up, and walked slowly into the room with his arms.
There are also wedding photos hanging in the room, both at the head of the bed and at the foot of the bed.
After the divorce, his wife stole his last money and ran away with others secretly. Sun Siqing didn't take down the photos, but piled them up in a corner, or discarded them. He may still have feelings for his wife.
Huang Dan quickly walked around the room, looking for useful clues, such as the unknown relationship between Sun Siqing and Lao Zhang. If the two had a holiday, he could touch down the vine.
Unfortunately not.
A voice came from behind Huang Dan, "Stop!"
He swallowed his saliva, turned his head slowly, found that Sun Siqing was not looking at the position he was looking at, and subconsciously heaved a sigh of relief.
But as soon as the breath was relieved, the heart mentioned the throat.
Huang Dan was in the same place, and reason told him to leave as soon as possible, but his body could not move, and the soles of his feet took root. He knew that this was a response when the unknown appeared.
Sun Siqing picked up the tea cup on the bedside table and smashed it out, facing the corner of his eyes, his face was grim, his chest heaved greatly, "Fuck off, I don't need your sympathy, get off, get off—"
The next second, Sun Siqing burst into tears without any image.
Huang Dan looked at it blankly.
He had never been in contact with someone who was completely drunk before, so he didn't know what he would do, but he had only heard of them, all kinds of them were very powerful, such as hugging strangers and crying, performing scenes of bitterness and hatred, or playing hooligans in public. , will also sing loudly, or confess to the object of secret love, there are many tricks.
It's the side that I don't usually show, and I can do anything when I'm drunk.
Sun Siqing's strange behavior can also be regarded as one of the conditions of drunkenness? Huang Dan pursed his lips, hoping that he was just thinking too much.
The crying in the room continued for a while, and Sun Siqing fell asleep, purring loudly.
Huang Dan breathed a sigh of relief. When he left the door of the room, he didn't know what was wrong, so he went back the same way and opened the wardrobe. There was nothing but clothes in it.
The tension is too tight, suspicious.
Huang Dan closed the two doors of the wardrobe and kept walking away. He opened the shoe cabinet beside the door and saw that there were some slippers in it, with different styles and old and new.
Sun Siqing found out that it was the size that he could wear, so he really planned to keep it and wear it slowly.
After a pause, Huang Dan took a pair of slippers and took them away.
If Sun Siqing is the murderer, it is not surprising that the murder weapon was not found in his house. After all, it would be very unsafe to hide it at home.
Sun Siqing is not the murderer,