When she first became blind, Cui Zijing locked herself up here for a whole year. Everything about this villa has been engraved in her mind.
She counted her steps and walked slowly towards the basement.
The father and daughter did not need much space, so the basement was left unused all year round and used as a place to store miscellaneous items.
Cui Baixing was really meticulous. To make it easier for Cui Zijing to go in, he even arranged all the sundries neatly and piled them against the corner.
Therefore, there is no obstruction in the basement, and you can see the bottom at a glance.
But for Cui Zijing now, this is not a good thing.
As soon as she stepped into the basement, she smelled a sweet scent.
It's canned yellow peaches.
Cui Boxing has a quirk. He believes that canned yellow peaches can cure all diseases, so he always keeps a box of them at home.
Cui Zijing squatted in front of the can of yellow peaches, reached out to touch it, but her hand was scratched by the glass.
She stood up and leisurely patrolled along the corner of the wall.
The gardening shears were quite heavy, and it was tiring to hold them for a long time, so she just dragged them along.
The iron scissors rubbed against the floor, producing sparks and a terrifying sound.
Zhou Wei broke the can on purpose. He picked up a piece of broken glass and tried to grind the rope on his hand.
But he didn't dare to use too much force, for fear that Cui Zijing would hear it.
Cui Zijing was now diagonally in front of him, less than five steps away.
Subconsciously, Zhou Wei held his breath, afraid that she would hear it.
He really regretted it.
He should have killed the father and daughter on the spot.
The wound started to hurt again.
He spat in his heart, thinking about how to take revenge when he was free.
At this time, Cui Zijing stopped right in front of him.
He was lying on the ground.
There were only two family-sized cartons of toilet paper between them.
If possible, Zhou Wei even wanted to stop his heartbeats, they were really too loud.
He dared not breathe, and his hands were tied behind his back, so he could only bite his lips tightly. His eyes were already bloodshot, and his brain was aching like a needle from lack of oxygen.
He hypnotized himself over and over again, I am a dead man, I am already dead.
His disguise seemed to have slipped past Cui Zijing, and she quickly left.
Zhou Wei immediately took a breath, gently and slowly.
He had never realized that the air could smell sweet.
Then the next moment, he met a pair of lifeless eyes.
Before he even had time to be afraid, Cui Zijing had already hit him on the head with a pair of scissors.
Cui Zijing seemed to be in a better mood, and smiled her first sincere smile of the night:
"Were you very happy just now, thinking you had escaped a disaster?"
"I knew you were hiding here the moment I stepped down the last step."
Cui Zijing tilted her head slightly and asked curiously, "How do you feel now?"
"The moment you closed the car door, I felt the same as you."
The blow did not make Zhou Wei lose consciousness, but he felt dizzy. He guessed he had a concussion.
He knew that the blind woman had made up her mind to be buried with her father.
Since they were all going to die, he didn't want to endure it anymore.
He shouted, "I did it on purpose. I've been following you guys all afternoon!"
"I just want you to die, I just want your father to die!"
"God was blind this time and let you escape. If I get the chance again, I will kill you!"
"No, God has been kind to me. Your father is now a vegetable, right? This is retribution. This is damn retribution!"
Cui Zijing couldn't stand him insulting Cui Boxing. She didn't waste words with Zhou Wei, but just smashed him with the scissors.
Zhou Wei didn't really want to die. While being beaten, he kept using the broken glass to cut the rope on his hands.
After venting her anger, Cui Zijing wanted to break Zhou Wei's kneecap as originally intended, and the fishing line tied to Zhou Wei finally broke at this time.
He wanted to snatch Cui Zijing's big scissors, but Cui Zijing seemed to notice something and dodged to the side, avoiding Zhou Wei's attack.
She probably heard the subtle sound and wanted to escape, but Zhou Wei's second attack soon came.
There was a broom next to the toilet paper. Zhou Wei's hands were free, so he grabbed the broom and swung it around her legs.
Cui Zijing felt pain, staggered, and ran away in agony.
Zhou Wei quickly dealt with the fishing line on his feet. He had originally planned to escape as soon as he got the chance, but now the situation had been reversed and he wanted to get some benefits from Cui Zijing.
He dragged his broken leg up the stairs, humming a tuneless song.
He shouted, "You bitch, you want to kill me, come here!"
"You son of a bitch, you're a bastard!"
"Just like your dad!"
"I'm telling you, I recognized Cui Boxing at the cemetery. Damn it, I had already swallowed my anger, but this damn thing still dared to hang around in front of me!"
"You don't want to hear me scold your father, right? Let me tell you, Cui Baixing is a son of a bitch."
"It sounds so good to be a big reporter, but this bastard took the opportunity to seduce my wife. The whole village knows that I'm cheating!"
"That son of a bitch Cui Baixing has made it impossible for me to return home. I dare not see my ancestors even after I die. I cannot enter the ancestral tomb and can only be a wandering ghost outside!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a loud noise was heard from the kitchen.
He rushed in and saw that the kitchen window had been blown open by the heavy rain.
Zhou Wei certainly wouldn't help the Cui family close the window out of kindness. He even opened another window, letting the rain pour in and soak the stove.
He stood in front of the knife rack, trying to find a weapon that would suit his needs.
But the sharp knife suitable for stabbing was gone, leaving only the blunt knife used for chopping and slashing.
He threw the knife aside and was about to look for other knife racks, but he caught a glimpse of a human face reflected on the silver-white blade of the machete.
He was startled and instinctively dodged to the side.
At this moment, he felt a pain in his lower abdomen. He looked down and saw a three-inch-long fruit knife stabbed into his body.
When he looked up again, he could only see Cui Zijing's back.
He was a little angry and immediately chased after him.
Whether out of panic or for some other reason, Cui Zijing hid in the bathroom in front of him.
Zhou Wei suddenly felt very happy.
Not long ago, he nearly died in there.
Now it's the murderer's turn.
He stopped in front of the bathroom, turned the handle, and found the door was locked.
He knocked on the door: "Come out, let's talk."
No one answered him.
Zhou Wei sneered, "You're not going to talk, are you? Are you scared now?"
"I'm telling you, it's too late!"
Before he could finish his words, he started banging on the door like crazy.
The bathroom door was not strong. Cui Zijing's back was pressed against it, and her body was slightly rising and falling with the impact outside the door.
Even though it was a critical moment, she didn't seem panicked.
She tried to calm her breathing and counted quietly and resolutely.
When she counted to nine, she turned around decisively and opened the door from the inside.
Zhou Wei was caught off guard and, due to inertia, rushed in and fell to the ground.
Taking advantage of this gap, Cui Zijing picked up a pair of scissors and smashed it at him.
Zhou Wei screamed in pain, and Cui Zijing determined his position, found his kneecap, and chopped it down hard.
Zhou Wei reacted quickly and immediately crawled to the side. But he was a step too late, and Cui Zijing's blow still hit his leg. Although it didn't break, the bone was definitely broken.
Zhou Wei was in so much pain that he started cursing out loud.
Seeing that he had temporarily lost the ability to resist, Cui Zijing once again wrapped him up with tape. She took another garbage bag and put it over Zhou Wei's head.
Zhou Wei struggled violently, but after a few minutes, he stopped moving.
Cui Zijing listened carefully through the bag, but did not hear any breathing sound.
She breathed a sigh of relief and slowly stood up.
She had been fueled by a rage for revenge the entire evening, and now that the murderer was dead, she couldn't help feeling a little dazed.
What to do next.
Will that person really come? What should we do with the body
What should Cui Boxing do? Where can he find a reliable caregiver
And herself, will the police know that she killed someone
She walked out with a heavy heart and did not hear the slight sound behind her.
Zhou Wei was pretending to be dead just now!
As soon as Cui Zijing left, he broke free from the tape, held up the scissors that Cui Zijing had thrown on the ground, and went to seek revenge on Cui Zijing.
In fact, Cui Zijing should have noticed it, but then thunder struck again.
The thunder was loud and lasted for thirty seconds, and lightning flashed one after another, making the night as bright as day.
Taking advantage of the dim light, Zhou Wei raised the scissors and hit Cui Zijing hard on the head.
When the next thunder came, Cui Zijing had already fallen to the ground.
Without the support of the scissors, Zhou Wei also fell to the ground.
He got up, sat on Cui Zijing, and punched her in the face repeatedly.
"You're a bitch, you're a bitch, you're a bitch!" he roared. "You're very capable, aren't you? Show me how capable you are!"
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He was quite heavy, and Cui Zijing suffocated him. After a few punches, he became dizzy and had a headache.
Zhou Wei was not satisfied.
He smiled obscenely, "Your father kidnapped my wife, the son has to pay for the father's debt, you have to compensate me."
He said disdainfully: "It's a pity that he's blind, but it's fine as long as it works below."
After saying that, he tore off Cui Zijing's clothes.
Cui Zijing couldn't struggle free and was slapped two more times.
Just when she was in despair, she heard a gust of wind, followed by a muffled sound, and finally her body sank.
But soon, someone pushed Zhou Wei down.
She heard Lin Jiaqiao ask nervously: "Jingjing, are you okay?"
Lin Jiaqiao didn't notice anything unusual about the Cui family at first.
After they left Cui's house, the rain gradually got heavier. Lin Jiaqiao then understood why the hit-and-run murderer was not caught at that time.
The rain came at a really bad time and all the evidence was washed away.
It seems like God is helping that beast.
Thinking of Cui Boxing lying on the bed, she didn't think this was a good result.
She was sighing when the street lights on the roadside made her heart sink. She immediately turned around and drove back to Cui's house.
She was so anxious that she didn't even slow down when turning. Qin Guan sat in the passenger seat trembling with fear and asked anxiously, "You, what's wrong with you?"
Lin Jiaqiao said anxiously: "The lights are on in Cui Zijing's house!"
"She can't see, why turn on the light!"
Taking advantage of the fact that there were no cars on the road at night, Lin Jiaqiao stepped on the accelerator to the maximum and quickly returned to Cui's house.
She had no idea what was going on and didn't dare knock on the door, so she walked around the villa, trying to find a way in.
Then she noticed the kitchen window was open.