It's all because of the blind date

Chapter 139 Reporting Bad News to Uncle Li

After coming and going, Uncle Li also became anxious. He asked me loudly on the phone: "What's the matter with Liangzi, please tell me quickly. I'm so anxious. Is Qingqing sick?"

Pressed by Uncle Wang repeatedly, I decided to speak out. Anyway, no matter how entangled I am, I will still speak out sooner or later.Now that Li Qingqing was lying in the funeral home, all she needed was to be buried in the ground.

"Uncle Li, I told you, you must be mentally prepared and don't get excited..."

"Tell me, tell me quickly!"

I took a deep breath, calmed down, and said hurriedly: "Qingqing jumped off the building..."

Immediately there was no sound from Uncle Wang, maybe it was because my voice was too low for him to hear.

The other side of the phone was silent for a minute or two, and I tentatively asked, "Uncle Li? Are you okay..."

I think Uncle Li must have heard it. He should have been shocked by the news, and then he was speechless for a while.

Hearing my question, a weak and trembling voice came from Uncle Li: "Liangzi, where is Meng Ke now? In the hospital or where?"

"Funeral home..." These three words came out of my mouth, the voice was so small that I couldn't even hear it myself.

Uncle Li on the other side was silent again. Five or six minutes later, I thought Uncle Li had hung up the phone. Suddenly, I heard Uncle Li crying bitterly from the other side of the phone.

Whether it is in reality or on TV, hearing too many women's cries, no matter how miserable they are, seems to be commonplace, without that kind of shocking power.

And Uncle Li's low and depressive crying reminded me of the storm that was swept by the muffled thunder in summer, which was heart-wrenching and sad.

Uncle Wang's crying kept coming from the phone. I listened to it for a while, but I couldn't bear it anymore, because tears flowed from the corners of my eyes.

Then Uncle Li hung up the phone. Originally, I wanted to call him again and ask him when he would come to handle Li Qingqing's funeral, but the phone was turned off.

In the evening, I went back to the rental house and found that the door had been sealed. It seemed that the place where I lived had now become a crime scene, and no one was allowed to enter.

I carefully tore off the seal, took the key and opened the door.

As soon as I entered the door and pressed the switch on the wall, I was shocked again by the miserable scene that greeted my eyes.

Stepping on my feet is a large pool of blood that has dried up. Not far away, about two or three steps away, there is another pool of blood that has also dried up.

I wondered if it was the third child's blood or Officer Xue's blood?Can't tell.

There was also a large spot of blood on the wall next to the door.Other than that, there were no other changes in the rental house.

Looking at the tragic fighting scene at the door, I stepped back subconsciously, and found a few drops of blood in the corridor.

It seemed that I would not be able to live here in the future, so I went in and tidied up the things in the rental house, packed them in my bag, locked the door and left, and re-attached the seal.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening, and I didn't expect to be homeless just like that.

I sat on the stairs, recalling the shocking scene I saw when I opened the door just now, and I began to feel terrified.

The moment I opened the door gave me only a visual impact. Now that I think about it, those two pools of blood represent two lives.I can't help feeling deeply sorry for Officer Xue.

I remember that when I returned to the bedroom just now, the window from which Li Qingqing jumped was still open, but I hardly dared to look directly at it, I hurriedly packed my things and left the bedroom.

To be honest, the landlord is really pitiful. He rented out the house properly, and three people died in one day. I am afraid that it will be very difficult for him to rent it out again in the future.

Then I started thinking about where to live tonight, outside.After a day of wandering around, I am now exhausted and just want to find a place to sleep immediately.

At this moment, I suddenly remembered that Bu Zhaorou should go home and she would not return to the rental house for the time being.I have the key to her house, so I'll spend the night at her house.

I opened the door to a house that no one lived in for a long time, and there was a damp and musty smell. I opened the window to ventilate, and then lay on the bed and fell asleep.

I slept for more than ten hours, and when I opened my eyes, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

Getting up in a daze, I remembered about Li Qingqing again.Uncle Li turned off his phone yesterday, and I didn't bother him anymore. I know he can't accept the fact that his daughter jumped off the building for a while.

But I can't keep my fiancée lying in the funeral home forever and decided to make another call.

I called Uncle Li, and Uncle Li told me that he is on the train now and will arrive tomorrow morning.

Compared with yesterday, Uncle Li's voice looks like another person. His voice is completely hoarse, and it is very difficult for his hoarse throat to pronounce every syllable.

After hanging up the phone, I sat beside Bu Zhaorou's bed and suddenly remembered something.

The thing that brought Li Qingrou's death and finally forced her to commit suicide by jumping off the building is still at Bu Zhaorou's house.

When I think of it, my heart is full of hatred and sadness.

Now Li Qingqing is dead, and so is the third child.Soon the small film company will also be smashed by the police, so it is time for this package to surface.

I found it, packed it in a plastic bag, and took it to the Public Security Bureau.

When I arrived at the Public Security Bureau, I planned to hand it directly to Zhang Hui, but Li Ming was not there, so I left the office again.

I found a small restaurant nearby for dinner. Looking at the package of evidence wrapped in a plastic bag, I thought to myself that once it was handed over to the police, when the small film company was seized, they would not be able to argue even if they had great abilities.

Although it is very satisfying, its price is too heavy.

After dinner, I called Zhang Hui, and he told me that he was outside, and asked me if I could do anything.

When Li Ming heard that I wanted to hand over the things to him, he immediately became interested, and said thank you for my active cooperation with the police, and just told me to put this bag of things on his desk.

A day passed by like this, and I never went to school. During this period, Bu Zhaorou called and asked me when I would return to school for class. I said that I would wait until I was done with Li Qingqing's funeral.

Although I slept for more than ten hours the night before, I still lay down early today because I promised Uncle Li to pick him up at the train station tomorrow morning.

The next day was just dim, and I was woken up by the alarm clock. I saw that it was five o'clock, so I took a taxi and went straight to the train station.

Along the way, I kept thinking about how to comfort Uncle Li when he saw the pain of losing his daughter, but no matter how I thought about it, I knew that it was useless to Uncle Li, and nothing he said would bring his daughter back.

When I took Uncle Li off the train, I realized that he was on crutches.

It was a simple wooden stick, not a real crutch. I was so surprised that I quickly asked, "Uncle Li, what's wrong with your leg?"

(End of this chapter)