The next day, in the hospital.
Zhang Yongliang was pale, with his eyes closed, lying on a white hospital bed, his breathing was weak, as if he would stop at any moment, his left wrist with a white bandage was placed outside the quilt, and a small part of his arm was exposed , and there are several deep or shallow streaks of blood, which seem a little shocking.
When Xia Liang, Qin Feng, and Dr. Du accompanied them, they saw such a scene when they entered the ward.
"Comrade, are you going to...?" Zhang Yongliang's father saw them coming in, and immediately went up to meet them, asking with a disturbed face.
Xia Liang looked at his slightly white hair, his stooped body, the exhaustion on his face, and the deep dark circles under his eyes, and guessed that he probably hadn't slept all night.
It is not an exaggeration to say that such a big incident happened in the family, the daughter-in-law was killed, and the son committed suicide.
"Hello, we want to come here to ask Zhang Yongliang for some information. Has he not woken up?" Qin Feng said politely.
"Comrade, he...he just woke up, and fell asleep after taking the medicine. If you have anything to say, you can ask me, and I will tell you, you want...you want to catch the murderer...it's almost impossible You killed my son..." Zhang Yongliang's father said in pain and choked up, covering his face.
Qin Feng glanced at Zhang Yongliang, then at the old man in front of him, nodded, and gave up the idea of waking him up at this time.
Talk to his dad first, maybe you can learn some useful information.
Zhang Yongliang lived in a single ward, and they didn't go out, so they let the old man sit down and said in a low voice, "Uncle Zhang, how is your son and daughter-in-law's relationship?"
"Mengman's temper is not very good, and she is relatively strong. It is inevitable that she will quarrel on weekdays, but there is no one who does not quarrel between this husband and wife. Yongliang has a good temper and passed it without thinking about it. Their relationship is still very good. Yes." Zhang Yongliang's father wiped his tears and whispered.
"Uncle Zhang, I'll tell you the truth. We checked, and your daughter-in-law is having an affair outside, do you know that?" Qin Feng asked very bluntly.
"Ah!" Zhang Yongliang's father raised his head in astonishment when he heard this, his expression was very surprised and angry. He tremblingly asked, "Comrade, is this true?!"
"Yeah. Besides, her private life is very messy, not only messing around with one person." Qin Feng nodded and said.
"Oh! What a crime! I... I... knew that sooner or later, my son... is not worth it..." Zhang Yongliang's father punched the bed bitterly, and gritted his teeth.
"Uncle Zhang, your son should know about this. Has he never told you? Think about it carefully. Is there anything wrong with your son's emotions on weekdays? Does he make you feel strange? Behavior? And when he faced Li Mengman, was he very angry?" Qin Feng asked a series of questions.
"This...he never said that." Father Zhang shook his head first, and then looked thoughtful, as if thinking of something, his expression suddenly changed.
Seeing this, Qin Feng and Xia Liang regained their spirits and were waiting for him to say something, but he shook his head in a panic and said repeatedly, "No... nothing wrong. My son is not Will know, or he would have spoken."
His performance like this is obviously hiding something.
Qin Feng took a deep breath and said patiently, "Uncle Zhang, if you know something, you must tell it. The current situation is not good for your son."
Zhang Zhiyong's father was visibly flustered when he heard this. He opened his mouth, hesitated for a moment, and said, "A few days ago, I saw that Xiao Liang had an injury on his arm. When I asked him, he hesitated. Did not say.
After I asked a few more words, he suddenly smiled at me as if he was a different person, with a gloomy tone, what did he say... damn it, bitch or something... I was taken aback by him at the time, When he asked again, he rushed out the door and slammed the door shut...It's very different from his usual good temper... "
"Is it the injuries on his arms?" Xia Liang pointed to Zhang Yongliang's arms and asked.
"That's it..." Zhang's father turned his head to look, nodded, and said tremblingly, "I...I went home yesterday, opened the door and saw him lying on the bed, blood stained the whole sheet, but... I was really scared to death I'm..."
Then, they asked some other questions. Zhang Yongliang's father was obviously absent-minded. He didn't know what he was thinking. It always took a long time to answer a question, and he was always hesitant.
Qin Feng rubbed his forehead and was thinking about whether to go back first this morning when Zhang Yongliang woke up.
"Xiao Liang, are you... better?" Father Zhang asked with concern when he saw him wake up.
Zhang Yongliang didn't look at Zhang's father, but put his eyes on Qin Feng and the others, and asked weakly, "You... what are you doing here?"
"Zhang Yongliang, look at these numbers and tell us which one is Li Mengman's phone number. We can't find her phone number." At this moment, Dr. Du took out a few pieces of paper from his bag.
The A4 paper is only printed with 11 numbers, so these numbers are very large and eye-catching, and they are very impactful at a glance, and all of them will enter your mind.
Dr. Du didn't wait for his reaction, and immediately showed him the first one, staring at him closely, paying attention to his reaction, and asked, "Is this it?"
"No." Zhang Yongliang took a look and said immediately.
"What about this one?"
"no."
"What about this one?"
"...No." Zhang Yongliang's pupils shrank, his mood fluctuated obviously, and he paused before saying.
"What about this one?" Dr. Du continued to show it.
"No...yes." Zhang Yongliang's emotional ups and downs became more and more obvious, his breathing began to thicken, he stared at the numbers, and gasped.
"This one?" Doctor Du's voice did not fluctuate, but he still asked.
"no!"
"What about the last one?"
"Neither. Neither." Zhang Yongliang waved his arms and shouted excitedly. At the same time, he stood up, trying to tear up the paper in Dr. Du's hand and make them disappear before his eyes.
"You know these numbers, and you still remember them very clearly. You can't forget them, because the owners of these numbers took away your Mengman, so you can only live in pain." Xia Liang said from the side.
"No, Mengman loves me very much. She will make good things and wait for me to go home. She is very gentle..." Zhang Yongliang ignored them, but panted slightly, looking at the ceiling with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were wide open. Any focal length, murmured.