Sui Yue never made a fuss or a noise, and was always so quiet. He had already quietly infiltrated every detail of Meng Zhoushan's life since some time ago.
After dinner, Meng Zhoushan sat at the table to write an article, while Sui Yue sorted out her personal belongings that she had packed from Chen Pingchuan's house. Among them were two chubby clay dolls that were very cute, a blue boy and a pink girl.
Meng Zhoushan always focused on writing, but after Sui Yue came to his house, his mind was often distracted. He adjusted his glasses and noticed the two clay dolls in the boy's hand. He couldn't help but ask, "Are they given by your family?"
Sui Yue looked up at him and saw that Meng Zhoushan seemed very interested. He pushed the wheelchair in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and handed the blue boy doll to him: "Here."
Meng Zhoushan put down his pen and asked with interest, "Give it to me?"
Sui Yue nodded: "This is a birthday gift my mother gave me. It was specially made for me... I give it to you."
Meng Zhoushan carefully examined the blue clay doll and found that it indeed looked somewhat similar to Sui Yue: "Then why is there another pink clay doll?"
Sui Yue hid the pink doll behind her back, showing a rare bit of childishness, and shook her head at Meng Zhoushan: "I can only give one to uncle."
Meng Zhoushan teased him deliberately: "Why don't you give me the pink one?"
Sui Yue lowered her head and spoke. After a moment, she said with red ears, "The blue one is me."
Meng Zhoushan paused after hearing this, then smiled and said, "Are you really willing to give it to me?"
Sui Yue raised her eyes to look at him, with an emotion in her eyes that others could not understand, and said seriously: "I am reluctant to give it to others, but I am willing to give it to my uncle."
A well-behaved teenager is always likable. For the first time, Meng Zhoushan found that he did not dislike flattery. He rubbed Sui Yue's as usual and made a promise: "Okay, I will keep it well."
After he finished speaking, he took the clay doll, looked around, and then placed it in a conspicuous position on the corner of the table so that he could see it as soon as he raised his hand.
Meng Zhoushan was very patient and asked for his opinion: "Is this okay?"
Sui Yuedian, a smile flashed in her eyes.
At about midnight, Yan Yuezhao finally got home from get off work. He never understood what politeness was, and knocked on Meng Zhoushan's door, the sound of which could wake a dead person from his coffin.
Meng Zhoushan opened the door and pressed his index finger to his lips, signaling Yan Yuezhao to be quiet: "It's already midnight, Yue has just fallen asleep, so be quiet."
Yan Yuezhao was so sleepy that he didn't even want to go in. He scratched his hair and said, "Why are you asking me to come here so late at night? Hurry up and finish talking so I can go back to sleep. I have to continue investigating the case tomorrow."
Meng Zhoushan motioned him to come in and handed him a rhinestone wrapped in a tissue: "Look at this, I found it in the living room of Chen Pingchuan's house today."
Yan Yuezhao thought it was an important clue, but it turned out to be a diamond, a worthless rhinestone, not much bigger than a grain of rice. "Why are you showing this to me? This kind of rhinestone can't be used to extract fingerprints or DNA. Maybe it fell from the clothes of the deceased. If you really use this as a clue, the forensics department will be exhausted. I can think of it better if they find a bloody knife."
It was obvious that Yan Yuezhao was a little disappointed. Police investigations and evidence collection usually focused on the murder weapon, so it was difficult to include small rhinestones in the reference range.
Meng Zhoushan knew what he was going to say: "What if I tell you that this rhinestone fell off Li Juan's nail?"
Yan Yuezhao looked suspicious when he heard this: "How do you know it fell from her nails?"
Meng Zhoushan: "I have seen this kind of heart-shaped rhinestone on her nails. As long as we compare this rhinestone with the flaw on her nails, we can prove that she has been to the crime scene. And..."
He pulled out Chen Kang's autopsy photo and pointed to the suspicious scars on his neck and said to Yan Yuezhao: "I suspect Li Juan once held Wang Suying's son hostage, threatened his life, and forced Wang Suying to kill Chen Pingchuan."
Yan Yuezhao finally understood what was going on: "What she meant was that Li Juan did it herself. She was 'using the power of heaven to control the princes' and 'forcing' Wang Suying to kill people?"
Meng Zhoushan always left room for maneuver when speaking: "I'm just guessing. We can only know the truth after we personally arrest her. When Li Juan held Wang Suying'er hostage, the rhinestones on her nails left scars on her neck, and the rhinestones also fell into the cracks in the living room floor. She can't deny this."
Yan Yuezhao wiped his face and patted Meng Zhoushan on the shoulder: "Good brother, I have to say, I will treat you to a drink after the case is solved."
Seeing that he seemed to be leaving, Meng Zhoushan asked, "Are you planning to arrest him now?"
Yan Yuezhao yawned. "Why arrest someone so late at night? Everyone's off work and back to sleep. Li Juan has been issued a restraining order. She can't leave the city until the case is over. She's staying at the Donglai Hotel next to the station... It's quite close to here. I'll call the captain tomorrow morning to report and bring her back for investigation."
He sighed after he finished speaking: "We have found some clues in this case, but we don't know how to deal with the Ouroboros case. No one knows who the murderer's next target will be. Maybe when he sees so many police officers guarding him, he won't commit crimes again."
Meng Zhoushan lit a cigarette, frowned slightly, and was about to say something, but when he heard this, he suddenly paused: "Yan Yuezhao—"
Yan Yuezhao subconsciously looked at him: "What's wrong?"
Meng Zhoushan's voice tensed for some reason, and he made a bold guess: "Tell me, will Ouroboros' next target be Li Juan?!"
Will Li Juan really not be retaliated against for deliberately imitating the Ouroboros to commit a crime
Ouroboros is self-righteous and believes that he is devouring evil. Every crime he commits has specific rules. And he always leaves an Ouroboros mark at the crime scene. From a psychological perspective, he is likely to be an extreme perfectionist with obsessive-compulsive disorder.
Would Ouroboros really tolerate someone imitating his methods and breaking the rules he had always set
No…
Meng Zhoushan thought from the perspective of the Ouroboros and the answer he got was - "Of course I won't tolerate it."
Yan Yuezhao seemed to realize the seriousness of the situation. His face changed slightly, and he subconsciously stood up straight, a little nervous: "Meng Zhoushan, don't guess blindly..."
Meng Zhoushan exhaled a puff of smoke and put out the cigarette in the ashtray. He narrowed his eyes behind his glasses and said, "Then just treat it as my blind guess. I hope that when we go to arrest her tomorrow, Li Juan is still alive."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Yuezhao turned and ran, rushing towards Li Juan's residence in a hurry.
Meng Zhoushan looked at his departing back, frowned and thought for a moment, but still felt worried, so he picked up his coat from the sofa and followed him.
It is undeniable that he wants to know the truth even more than Yan Yuezhao.
The door closed with a slight click. After a while, a figure in a wheelchair slowly appeared in the shadow of the bedroom.
Sui Yue didn't sleep. He pushed the wheelchair out and looked at the empty living room, thinking deeply.
"… "
Meng Zhoushan rarely went out, and his activities were limited to the area around his building, which made him unfamiliar with the surrounding landmarks. Yan Yuezhao ran too fast, and disappeared in a flash, so he could only use the navigation on his phone to find him.
This was a place similar to a civilian area, so naturally the hotels were not very high-end. There were colorful signs with red letters on a yellow background hanging on the doors, with dense spider webs, mostly blocked by dense old wires.
Meng Zhoushan stopped in front of a narrow, dark alley. According to the navigation, this was the door of the "Donglai Hotel". It was extremely dilapidated.
Meng Zhoushan suspected that he had walked into the wrong place. He walked into the alley and was about to look for the store sign to confirm it. At this moment, he heard a loud noise behind him, which was particularly obvious in the silent night.
When he looked back, he saw a man wearing a hood and a baseball cap jumping down from the window of the building and running away like the wind.
Yan Yuezhao leaned out of the upstairs window and saw Meng Zhoushan downstairs. He shouted in panic, "Meng Zhoushan! Don't let him get away!"
Meng Zhoushan's eyes flashed when he heard this, and he realized that the person who had just escaped might be Ouroboros, so he immediately chased after him.
The murderer might have been injured when he jumped down, and he was obviously running too fast. When he saw Meng Zhoushan was about to catch up with him, he looked fierce and pulled out his dagger and stabbed him.
Meng Zhoushan dodged sideways swiftly, clamped the opponent's wrist, and twisted it with a slight sound of bones. Only then did he see a red birthmark on the tiger's right hand.
Meng Zhoushan said coldly: "It is true!"
However, the murderer ignored the pain and kicked again, with a sharp kick. Although Meng Zhoushan dodged in time, the glasses on his nose were swept down by the opponent, and his vision suddenly blurred.
The murderer took back his hand when Meng Zhoushan was distracted, but did not take the opportunity to escape. It seemed that he was determined to kill Meng Zhoushan. The dagger flashed and stabbed forward, and every move was a fatal blow.
Meng Zhoushan couldn't see the opponent's movements clearly, so he could only dodge. His arms were injured in many places, and he was already at a disadvantage. The last attack was directly kicked in the abdomen by the murderer, and he fell to the ground with a groan.
"I have no guilt, I have the right to kill, but I am hindering everything, I must die..."
The murderer muttered to himself as he finished this sentence, and walked towards Meng Zhoushan step by step. He raised the dagger in his hand, pointed the tip of the knife at Meng Zhoushan's heart, and then stabbed it hard -
"Sizzle—"
It was the sound of a sharp weapon cutting through cloth and piercing flesh.
However, Meng Zhoushan was not injured. He only felt his body suddenly sink. He subconsciously raised his eyes and saw a pale-faced person standing in front of him with cold sweat. It was Sui Yue. His pupils suddenly contracted: "Yue!"
The murderer seemed to be stunned as well. He barely stopped the dagger and pulled it out from Sui Yue's back. He was about to stab Meng Zhoushan with the second dagger, but Sui Yue suddenly turned back and glared at him coldly.
Wrong, it’s staring, not looking.
The pair of eyes, clearly black and white, now carried a frightening cruelty and an invisible warning. In the darkness and surging, there was a sinister and vicious aura, completely different from usual.
The murderer and him were in a stalemate for a few seconds. Sui Yue tightly protected Meng Zhoushan and still wanted to get out of the way. Just at this moment, Yan Yuezhao finally rushed over. The murderer heard his footsteps and had to turn around and leave angrily. His figure quickly disappeared in the winding streets and alleys.
Sui Yue finally relaxed her tense figure when she saw this. She lowered her head to check on Meng Zhoushan's condition, and her tone could not hide her worry: "Uncle, huh?"
Meng Zhoushan was able to catch his body, and his palm touched the boy's thin back, which was covered with sticky blood. He held Sui Yue in his arms, tightly covering his wounds, and rarely lost his composure in his life: "Who asked you to come over?!"
A wheelchair was lying on the ground not far away, as miserable as its owner.
Meng Zhoushan didn't bother to pick up his glasses. He covered Sui Yue's wound with one hand and took out his cell phone with the other hand to call an ambulance. However, his fingertips were shaking so much that he couldn't even dial the number.
"Stop fighting. I would have called an ambulance a long time ago."
Yan Yuezhao limped in front of them, his face in pain, followed by a terrified woman, who turned out to be Li Juan. Looking down, he saw that his hands were handcuffed together with Li Juan's.
Upon hearing this, Meng Zhoushan had no choice but to throw away his phone and turned to check the wound on Sui Yue's back. Seeing that the murderer did not stab deeply, he felt slightly relieved.
Meng Zhoushan took off his coat and covered Sui Yue's wound, and said hurriedly: "The murderer ran to the right."
Yan Yuezhao slowly slid down and sat on the ground. His right leg was bleeding. It was obvious that he had been stabbed by the murderer. His face was pale and he said weakly, "I can't catch up with them. They are a bunch of weak and sick people. If they are not caught by the murderer, they will be killed. Let's wait for the police to send someone over."
When he rushed upstairs, he happened to see the murderer committing a crime. Fortunately, Li Juan was there, otherwise the clue would have been lost again.
Sui Yue was stabbed in the back, and her hair was soaked with cold sweat. It was obvious that she was in great pain, but she didn't cry out in pain. Meng Zhoushan could only hug her tighter, not understanding why Sui Yue suddenly appeared here: "Why are you here?"
Sui Yue pursed her pale lips and lowered her eyes: "I was woken up by the sound of them talking, but when I got up, I found that they were not at home... I was scared to be alone, so I came out to look for them..."
Meng Zhoushan frowned slightly: "Don't you know it's more dangerous outside?"
He had a lot to say, but when he thought of the boy who had just risked his life to stand in front of him, he suddenly couldn't say anything to reprimand him. He was silent for a moment, closed his eyes, and tightly held Sui Yue's cold and cold hand, waiting for the ambulance to arrive.
Sui Yue nestled in his arms, moved a little uneasily, and looked up at him: "Uncle, I was wrong, don't be angry with me..."
Yan Yuezhao glanced at Sui Yue inconspicuously when he heard this, frowning. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but when he rushed out of the alley, he saw Sui Yue rushing over to block Meng Zhoushan. The other party...
The other person's legs seem to be able to walk
After all, he understood Meng Zhoushan's personality well, and knew that Sui Yue had a special opinion of him. Instead of asking rashly, he chose to suppress his doubts in his heart.
Not long after, people from the police station and the hospital rushed over. Meng Zhoushan directly carried Sui Yue to the ambulance, while Yan Yuezhao was carried in on a stretcher, howling miserably.
Li Juanhu escaped from danger, but before she could come to her senses, she was taken back to the interrogation room of the police station. Her hands were heavy, locked with a pair of cold shackles, and the light from the ceiling was pale and dazzling, making her feet cold.
A policeman wearing gloves walked up and looked at Li Juan's nails carefully. He held a transparent evidence bag in his hand, which contained a small heart-shaped diamond. "Li Juan, you once said that you had been to the crime scene. The police found this diamond on the nail in the home of the deceased Chen Pingchuan. The forensic department is doing a trace comparison. If you still don't want to admit it..."
"I admit."
Li Juan raised her head and suddenly said: "I admit..."
Her face was disheveled, her eyes were dull and lifeless, and her heart was as hopeless as before. She looked like a woman in her thirties. The information on the Internet showed that she was only fifteen this year.
Li Juan was laughing, but before she knew it, she was already in tears: "I knew it would be discovered, and I didn't expect this day to come so soon... But it's worth it, three lives are saved."
The police began to take notes: "What was the motive for killing Chen Pingchuan?"
Li Juan wiped away her tears, took a deep breath, and stared at something without focus, as if recalling the past: "I came here from the countryside to work. I didn't know anything at that time and was often bullied and excluded. Chen Pingchuan was good to me, so I believed him and foolishly became his mistress for several years for nothing. I also used all my savings to help him do business."
"It wasn't until he was fired from the company that I found out he actually had a mother-in-law... I was furious, because I realized he had lied to me for so many years. I really didn't want to have everything, so I went to his house and forced him to divorce, but he refused and pushed me away..."
Li Juan pinched her palm tightly, her face was grim for a moment, she covered her belly, her eyes red and trembling, "My three-month-old baby is gone, I'm not in good health, the doctor said I may not be able to be a mother again, how can I accept this?! How can I accept this?!"
Big tears fell from her eyes and hit the table. Li Juan's forehead was bulging with veins, and it was not difficult to see that she hated Chen Pingchuan with gnashing teeth: "I wish I could eat his flesh and drink his blood!"
The police sighed: "So they killed Chen Pingchuan?"
"Killed Chen Pingchuan? No, I didn't kill him."
Li Juan suddenly smiled, tears still in her eyes, and a strange expression: "Wang Suying killed him."
The police officer asked back: "Didn't you hold Chen Kang hostage and force her to kill him?"
Li Juan paused after hearing this, probably thinking that the police even knew this. She raised her hand and slowly gestured at her neck, smiling smugly: "I just put a knife on her son's neck and asked her to choose. She chose her son herself. Who made Chen Pingchuan so wicked that even his mother-in-law hated him."
"I asked Wang Suying to stab him once, but she stabbed him ten times before stopping. She hated Chen Pingchuan more than I did..."
Li Juan's tone was light, eerily cold.
The police turned a page and asked, "What about Wang Suying? How did you kill her?"
Li Juan covered her abdomen, thinking of Wang Suying kneeling on the ground and pounding her ass that night.
"I beg you! I beg you! All of this was done by Chen Pingchuan. It has nothing to do with my son. It has nothing to do with my son. If you want to kill me, just kill me. Let my son go!"
Wang Suying cried so hard when she saw her baby being held hostage that she couldn't even breathe. The more sad she cried, the happier Li Juan laughed.
Li Juan put a knife to Chen Kang's neck, pointed at a bundle of ropes on the ground and said viciously: "Don't come out. If anyone leads you here, I'll kill them immediately! Pick up the ropes and hang them on the fan!"
Chen Kang was panicked and scared: "Mom, save me, I don't want to die, I'm scared..."
Wang Suying was extremely anxious: "I said that I would let my son go as long as Chen Pingchuan died!"
Li Juan kicked the rope at her feet and laughed crazily and viciously: "I said this, tie the rope to the fan, and then hang Chen Pingchuan on it, and I will let him go, how about it?"
Wang Suying saw Chen Kang's face turned pale with fear, so she had to crawl and do as she was told. However, when she tied the rope and was about to go back to move Chen Pingchuan's body, she suddenly felt a strong force at the back of her head, and was pressed into the knot by Li Juan.
On a freezing night, the fan was turned up high, the blades spun rapidly, and the knot tightened instantly. Before Wang Suying could react, she suddenly felt a suffocating force at her neck, and began to struggle helplessly in mid-air.
When the son saw his mother's horrible death, he couldn't breathe, his whole body convulsed, and he died suddenly of a heart attack.
My thoughts slowly returned.
Li Juan gently fiddled with the cold shackles on her wrists, and said in a low voice: "Before I moved into that building, I heard that there were several murders near Chen Pingchuan's home, and every time the murderer killed someone, he would draw an Ouroboros pattern on the wall..."
"So I used Chen Pingchuan's blood to draw an Ouroboros pattern on the wall, but they still saw through it..."
After she finished speaking, she closed her eyes tiredly, finally putting an end to this "copycat murder" case.
Meng Zhoushan was in the hospital taking care of Sui Yue at the time. Fortunately, the knife didn't stab deep enough, so after the wound was sutured, it would heal.
It was late at night, but Meng Zhoushan was not sleepy at all. He stayed beside Sui Yue's bed, slowly peeling an apple with a knife, and then cut a small piece and handed it to Sui Yue: "Are you hungry?"
Sui Yue shook him gently and held his hand: "Uncle, your hand is injured, don't move."
Meng Zhoushan wanted to adjust his glasses, but found nothing. Then he remembered that his glasses were broken. Without the obstruction of the lenses, the self-blame hidden in his eyes was exposed.
Meng Zhoushan looked at the thin boy on the hospital bed, wondering how he had the courage to stand in front of him. He held the boy's cold hand under the quilt, slowly tightened it, and asked in a low voice: "Does the injury still hurt?"
The love and care in his eyes was so obvious that everyone could see it except himself.
Sui Yue was stunned when she saw this. She was silent for a moment and was about to say something when she heard a weak voice suddenly coming from the bed next to her:
"It hurts..."
A hand reached out from behind the curtain, motioning Meng Zhoushan to hand him the peeled apple. Yan Yuezhao lay on the bed and cried, "It hurts so much... Meng Zhoushan... He didn't even bother to take care of me... I am your brother-in-law after all..."
Meng Zhoushan stood up and closed the curtain: "I have divorced my sister."