On August 13, 2014, it was investigated that Qian Hui walked to a residential area on April 11, 2009 and jumped to his death. Because his face was on the ground, the body could not be identified. The police later conducted an investigation and confirmed Qian Hui's identity based on the testimonies of passers-by. There is no record of the cause of Qian Hui's suicide in the police investigation records. Attached: Photocopy of police case file.
On August 16, 2014, Qian Hui’s parents Qian Youwen and Zhang Shu were contacted. Audio file 08520140816.wav.
"Hello, Mr. Qian, Mrs. Qian."
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"When we contacted you two before, we already told you about the current situation. Can you please tell us about Miss Qian Hui's experience?"
"Is what you said true?"
"Yes."
"So, Xiaohui, Xiaohui was murdered... was she murdered?"
"If her face has changed, it is because of what we said. As for her suicide, I am afraid it is because..."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."
"Mrs. Qian..."
Bang!
"hiss"
"It's all you! It's all you who forced Xiaohui to death! I've told you before, there's no way Xiaohui would do that kind of thing! It's all you!!"
"Mrs. Qian, please calm down."
"Let me go! Let me go! I'll beat you to death, I'll beat you to death, Qian Youwen! I'll beat you to death, and let's go accompany our daughter together!"
"Mrs. Qian!"
"That's enough for you! I didn't know there was such a thing! I didn't expect it either..."
"It's you, you're the one who caused it!"
"You two, now is not the time to argue about this matter..."
"My Xiaohui... wow... woo woo..."
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"Mr. Qian, what happened to your daughter, Miss Qian Hui?"
"I don't know either. I didn't know she received anything like this."
"So, what about the changes in her face?"
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"Mr. Qian?"
"The mother and daughter were persuaded to take artistic photos. It's the kind of booth at the entrance of a hypermarket that takes wedding dresses and artistic photos. They said they wanted to take it for ten to twenty thousand yuan. It's not that I couldn't bear the money. , I think this is so weird. Those clothes reveal so much, and the face is so transformed that you can’t even recognize what the person looks like. If we want to take pictures, we go to parks or green spaces, can’t we take pictures ourselves? Sigh... "
"Did your wife and daughter still take photos afterwards?"
"I took it. They took it. I was in a bad mood, and I said a few words in those days. Later, I was told to pick up the photos. Xiaohui said that she would pick them up on the way, but she should go home that day. She lives on campus at the university, She was supposed to come back over the weekend, but she never came back that day. We called her cell phone, but no one answered. So I went to the photo studio to look for her. The people at the photo studio said that they had taken the photos and left. I walked around and heard Crying. I heard crying... I thought... I thought it was Xiaohui. I went over and took a look. It was on a bench not far from the photo studio. There was a small square behind the green belt, with sculptures and so on. There was someone hiding behind that. I called out, called Xiaohui, and the crying suddenly stopped. I walked over and took a look."
"Then what?"
"That person... that girl, I don't know her at all. Really, I don't know her at all. She looks nothing like Xiaohui. But the clothes and bag she is wearing are Xiaohui's. I still think about it. Is it exactly the same, or someone robbed my Xiaohui’s things. She suddenly burst into tears and called me daddy. I... I don’t know what happened... She was a young girl crying like this, so I thought about calling the police Yeah. She called me daddy and said she was Xiaohui. After watching it for a long time, I became angry. I thought she was hiding it from us and was taking some artistic photos today. I was so angry at the time. Ten or twenty thousand I didn’t know where she got the money. I thought of many bad things and scolded her. She took a paper bag in her hand and wrote the name of the photo studio, her mother’s name, shooting time, and quantity. Something like that. I grabbed it and looked at it. She looked like she was now. I threw those photos... I scolded her... She... She wanted to explain... I thought about it afterwards, she wanted to explain, But I... But I didn't listen... I just kept scolding her... It's my fault... "
"Later, did Miss Qian Hui leave alone?"
"I left... I left her behind... I immediately regretted it and went back to look for it. The photos and other items were still on the ground. Her bag was thrown aside and had been turned over. I was so anxious that I looked everywhere. I …I didn’t expect her to…”
"Have you and your wife sorted out Miss Qian's belongings? Have you found any relevant content?"
"No. I didn't see what you said... Her mobile phone was stolen at that time and disappeared with her wallet. Other things should not have the curse you mentioned."
"Thank you, Mr. Qian."
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"Mrs. Qian, can you tell me what you know about what happened?"
"I... hiss... I just took an artistic photo with her. That old guy Qian Youwen kept giving us looks. We didn't leave him in the first place. Xiaohui said that she would bring the photo back with her when she came back. She was very happy that day He didn't come back late, much later than usual, and he didn't answer the phone. I asked Qian Youwen to go look for it. I made an agreement with him, and he promised not to mention it again before going out. Photo shoot The photo has been taken, the money has been paid, and everything has been washed. Don’t mention it anymore. He promised well..."
"What happened next?"
"I don't know... I received a call from him. He said that Xiaohui was missing and that he wanted to call the police. I don't know what happened... I called the police, but I couldn't explain it to the police. They said that for such a big girl, how late would it be? When I got home an hour later, it didn't necessarily mean that something was wrong. It wasn't completely dark yet... I called Qian Youwen, but Qian Youwen didn't answer the phone. My heart was beating so fast, I was so panicked, and my eyelids were twitching... After that, I I also went to the photo studio to look for him. They said he had left long ago. Qian Youwen also came and then left. I don’t know where the father and daughter went. During that half day, I didn’t know how I got here. . Later, I went to the police station to identify the body...Identify the body...My Xiaohui, my Xiaohui's face...wuwuwu..."
"Please have your condolences, Mrs. Qian."
"Woooooooo..."
"Do you have any impressions about the text message we talked about before?"
"... No... I don't know. I didn't look at her phone, and she didn't say anything."
"Before she disappeared, you didn't notice any unusual behavior in her?"
"No… "
"Thank you, Mrs. Qian."
On August 18, 2014, Qian Huisheng’s former roommate Ding Na was contacted. Audio file 08520140818.wav.
"Hello, Miss Ding, I'm sorry to bother you. Thank you for accepting our interview."
"It doesn't matter. I happen to know the thing you asked about. Huihui's matter... alas..."
"Can you tell me what you know?"
"I received the text message Qian Hui forwarded to me. It was the content you sent me. Qian Hui sent it to everyone in the dormitory. At that time, another person got angry with her. That girl I was afraid of ghosts, so I was very angry when I received this. Qian Hui apologized to people, but...how to put it, it was just a bit of complaining and making a fuss out of a molehill. Maybe because of this, we didn't talk much to her in those days, and we were a bit far away from her. Art She told us about the photo, but none of us paid any attention to her. She muttered to herself and ignored us. A few of us noticed that after taking the artistic photo, she put on heavy makeup. That kind of thing. We discussed it privately because we didn't see her putting on makeup or taking off makeup, so it felt weird. We also thought she was pretty and avoided people putting on makeup, and we also suspected that she had done semi-permanent makeup. But... But that day in the bathroom , I saw her looking in the mirror, her expression... that expression was like seeing a ghost... "