When Han Qiang woke up again, he found himself lying on the cold ground with his hands and feet tied to four wooden stakes in a large shape. He could only lie face up and could not even turn over slightly.
The ceiling was high and gray, and as far as the eye could see were large, dusty objects. The only small window was on a very high wall, and it was probably cloudy outside, making the warehouse very dark.
Han Qiang only felt dizzy for a while, and barely remembered that he was in the car. Chu Ci was sitting in the passenger seat, and suddenly took out a bottle of spray, and sprayed him in the face a few times...
A burst of fear suddenly sprang up from my heart, swimming through my body like a poisonous snake with bones, and everything I went was icy cold.
"you're awake."
Chu Ci was sitting in a chair not far from Han Qiang, with a calm face and slender legs crossed, looking a bit quiet and elegant.
Han Qiang shuddered: "What are you doing? What is this place? Let me go!"
"...let you go." Chu Ci repeated in a low voice, seeming to feel very funny, with a slight smile on the corners of her brows and eyes, "—Han Qiang, I have been planning for today for two years, why do you think I should Let you go? There is no reason at all."
"... you... who the hell are you?"
Chu Ci glanced at Han Qiang, and seemed to enjoy his panic and fear very much. He thought about it for a long time as if he was enjoying a cup of mellow and rich afternoon tea, and then asked leisurely, "Do you still remember the names of the two people who were killed on the streets of Beijing when you returned from studying abroad two years ago?" ?”
It was as if a bucket of ice water was poured down from the internal organs, Han Qiang's whole body seemed to be frozen, and his face was pale in an instant.
"If I can't remember, let me remind you. The middle-aged woman's name is Li Weili, a high school teacher, and the boy is Li Gaoyang, the only child she raised with hard work after divorcing her husband. The mother and son are from Guizhou, and they came all the way here. Beijing is to visit a student who has just found a good job and has been taken care of by her since the death of her parents and sent to university."
Chu Ci paused, then said flatly, "—this student is me."
Han Qiang opened his mouth and said tremblingly after a while: "So you..."
His words were interrupted by a mobile phone ringing. Chu Ci frowned, glanced at the flashing number on the screen, hesitated for a few seconds and then answered, "Hello?"
Pei Zhi's voice on the phone was tense: "Chu Ci, where are you now?"
"Where I am has nothing to do with Mr. Pei? Every time you care about my whereabouts like this, I feel really flattered..."
Pei Zhi was aroused even more anxious by his cold and steady tone, and couldn't help interrupting: "No one answered Han Qiang's phone call, his mistress said she didn't know where he went, did he talk to him now?" Are you together?"
Chu Ci didn't go around in circles this time, and after a moment of silence, she said straightforwardly: "Yes."
"Don't act recklessly! Don't do impulsive things! Listen to Chu Ci, I can still protect you if you stop now. If you attack Han Qiang, you will really have nothing..."
"I don't understand what you said." Chu Ci said coldly.
"...you don't understand what I'm saying? Don't act stupid for me! First Hou Hongchang and then Zhao Ting, do you think I know nothing like others? Do you think I'm far away from the Ren family? Just tricked him into giving you an alibi?! Chu Ci! It’s too late for you to stop! I can send you out of Beijing, and you can go wherever you want. From now on, you don’t have to see anyone in Beijing. Even if you want to change your name and surname to go abroad, there is no problem! Chu Ci, did you hear that? Call me back!"
Chu Ci let him roar anxiously on the phone, and after a long silence, she asked: "Pei Zhi, there is nothing good in this world without a reason. Why are you willing to protect me like this?"
Pei Zhi was at a loss for words, and said for a while, "I...you don't need to worry about it."
"No matter what the reason is, I thank you." Chu Ci paused, her voice unexpectedly gentle, "—but Pei Zhi, it's too late now."
He hung up the phone lightly, and immediately cut off Pei Zhi's demeanor-lost roar.
A suffocating silence returned to the warehouse.
"... Who the hell are you?" What kind of family background is it? Han Qiang has seen the world anyway, and he can barely hold his composure, "Also, what is the relationship between Pei Zhi and you? Hou Hongchang and Zhao Ting... "
"These actually have little to do with you, but since you have plenty of time, it's okay to let you be a smart ghost." Chu Ci changed to a more comfortable sitting position and said, "I actually come from a military family. My father is a soldier. My mother is a teacher. Unfortunately, as Pei Zhi told Han Yue, my mother died of dystocia while giving birth to me, and my father also died of stomach cancer when I was in high school. He was a very decent person and left no inheritance, even the house The public house was confiscated as soon as he passed away. At that time, the family’s savings were spent for medical treatment. He left me a group of indifferent relatives whom I hadn’t contacted for a long time, a small amount of foreign debts, a Zhang's obituary looks very sad and honorable. The only thing that is more precious is a saber he captured in the early years-the problem is that it can't be sold for money."
Chu Ci raised his hand and shook it, and Han Qiang saw that he really had a short knife slightly longer than a dagger in his hand, and the scabbard was extremely curved. He had kept the knife on his lap just now, and Han Qiang hadn't seen it because of the angle.
"What Pei Zhi didn't tell Han Yue was that after my father passed away, I didn't want to go to school, and I planned to drop out of school and go to work in Shenzhen. At that time, Li Weili, my father's middle school classmate, my chemistry teacher and director, had just divorced with her children, and her life was very difficult. The woman promised to let me, who was at the age of half a child, eat at her house every day at noon and evening, and also helped me pay for the tuition fees for the two years of high school and the first year of college. I still remember that it was a total of nine years. Thousands of RMB, nine thousand.” He repeated the number and asked Han Qiang: “What does nine thousand dollars mean to you? A glass of foreign wine? A meal? A random gadget for a mistress?— For the woman who was killed by you, it was a sum of money that she had saved for two years and sold her blood in the end. For this money, her own son, Xia Tian, even paid 30 cents. I can’t even bear to eat popsicles, and I can’t even bear to buy new clothes in the past few years.”
As if to calm down his emotions, Chu Ci took a deep breath, and when he spoke again, his tone was already extremely stable.
"When I was in college, I worked everywhere, and I sent back a little money, but she never touched the money easily, and kept it intact every time. I once vowed to find a job after graduation and treat her as my own mother. The same filial piety, let her never worry about money again, and live a good old age in peace and stability, but who knows that once you drink and drive, you will forever-ever destroy all of this."
Han Qiang seemed to be terrified to the extreme, he opened his mouth suddenly and wanted to call for help, but at that time Chu Ci had already walked beside him and stepped on his ribs heavily, making his cry for help turn into a cry before he could speak. scream.
"Don't you find it strange? There are people in this world who are born nobler, more arrogant, and more privileged than others. They open their mouths to say that the people are equal, and they are full of grandeur and sanctimonious, but they are actually higher than ordinary people. Life and freedom On top of that, you can destroy other people’s families and dreams as you like, you can take the lives of ordinary people without scruples, and you can even enjoy your own beautiful and noble life without scruples after killing someone.”
Chu Ci leaned down, and Han Qiang's terrified face was reflected in the deep black eyes.
"One day." He said slowly, "It's only one day since I was hit to death by you and the body was forcibly taken away for cremation. I didn't even have time to take a last look at them. When I heard the news, they It has been turned into green smoke in the crematorium."
Han Qiang seemed to be terrified to the extreme, trying to call for help, but there was only a gurgling sound in his throat.
"Actually, I should thank the group of deceiving officials, because they acted so fast that I didn't show up in that incident at all. They just went to Guizhou to find out about Li Weili and Gao Yang's family, and then sent The compensation money that was exploited layer by layer was given to her ex-husband who had been divorced for several years and had almost no contact with her. From the beginning to the end, those people did not investigate why she brought her son to Beijing. No one found out that this incident involved me Such a person—except Pei Zhi."
Han Qiang said with difficulty: "Pei Zhi..."
"Actually, I didn't think about revenge at all at first." Chu Ci still stepped on Han Qiang's ribs with one foot, straightened up and said lightly, "You were too far away from me at that time, there were people around you to protect you, there were countless Eyes, you go in and out of places I can't reach, and more importantly, you can't show your face in public at all. I couldn't find a second way other than hating and cursing, even your home address I couldn't even find out. I suffered for months in hatred and helplessness, until Han Yue came to my door one day. Do you know how contradictory I was at that time? I really hate your family, but if there is no Han Yue Yue, how did I get in touch with you and Zhao Ting? How did I know Zhao Ting's address in Chunchang Garden? How could I design the route, time, and alibi step by step, and escape the investigation in the end? For two years, two full years, Han Yue seldom returned to Beijing, even if he returned to Beijing, he seldom went back to Han's house, and I couldn't get in touch with you at all. It wasn't until I ate at your house last time that I finally got this opportunity. "
Chu Ci held the handle of the knife with one hand. He exerted so much force that his palms rubbed against the handle of the knife and it hurt, and then he slowly pulled back the scabbard.
"When I killed Hou Hongchang, I knew I couldn't turn back. When I killed Zhao Ting, I realized that I was exposed in the hospital, because other people didn't know my connection with Li Weili, but Pei Zhi knew. He went to Guizhou has investigated me carefully. Maybe he knew why I didn't run away from Han Yue from the beginning, but he never said it and pretended not to know. He may not want to see me go to this last step, but there is no way , Han Qiang, if I don’t kill you, I will have no peace for the rest of my life, and I won’t be able to close my eyes even if I die.”
Chu Ci raised the knife, and Han Qiang cried out intermittently: "Don't! Don't kill me!... I can give you money! I can..."
"Can you give me my family back?"
Han Qiang let out a miserable howl, but the point of the knife hadn't landed on him, it was just because he was scared out of his wits.
"We have several hours for you to slowly experience my pain and anger at that time." Chu Ci looked at his watch, and then smiled unexpectedly.
"Don't worry, you're not the last."