Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

Jiang Shen doesn't have the habit of randomly checking her husband's cell phone.

She and Feng Zhenyang are university alumni. When they were at the same school, they had different majors, but because they wanted to travel to France, they took a French course together.

After the professional class ended, Jiang Shen was full of expectations. However, when she rushed to the door of the classroom, she found that the huge lecture theater was already full of people.

It turns out that there are so many people taking French courses. It seems that she is not the only one who is interested in France.

Jiang Shen thought and looked around, but couldn't find an empty seat after looking for a long time.

What the heck.

"Then he secretly called me and told me there was an empty seat next to him."

Jiang Shen took out a blue and white cigarette case and lighter from his pocket, and said to He Wei and Bai Ji'an, "Can I smoke?"

He Wei nodded: "Whatever."

Jiang Shen lit the slender cigarette with his fingertips, brought it to his lips and took two puffs. The gray-white smoke flew upwards, spreading like light yarn in the air.

"We have known each other since then. His family background is very ordinary, and there is nothing worth mentioning except his academic qualifications. Later, we got along for a long time, and he proposed to me on the eve of college graduation."

In Jiang Shen's memory, every confession Feng Zhenyang made was so sincere. His deep eyes shone with incredible light when he said he loved her. It was so dazzling, so attractive to her.

At first, Jiang Shen's family was not very satisfied with their future son-in-law. But what makes Jiang Shen happy is that her parents are not as stubborn and stubborn as they imagined.

They just told Jiang Shen about the problems he would face if he gave up a well-matched candidate and chose Feng Zhenyang, but they did not stop him severely.

"This is your marriage, everything is up to you."

These were the last words Jiang Shen's mother left for her.

Soon after, Jiang Shen's mother passed away. The marriage that was originally planned was naturally postponed.

Three years is not a short time, it is enough to show a person's sincerity.

Jiang Shen was very sad after losing his mother, and his father also became taciturn because of the loss of his beloved.

The emotions that cannot be expressed are like tumors growing in the body, growing over time, becoming heavier and hurting her.

"In the past three years, he never complained when I faced all kinds of uncontrollable emotions. No matter what harsh words I said, what I threw at him, or what I lost my temper with, he never complained." Jiang Shen leaned against the door. He went up and put out the remaining cigarette, "I was thinking at that time, I am so lucky to find such a good person."

Seeing that the wedding date of the two was about to be decided, in order to make it easier to take care of his father who lived alone, and to prevent Feng Zhenyang from being embarrassed by his ordinary family background. Jiang Shen decided not to need any betrothal gifts, nor did he need Feng Zhenyang to buy a new house, as long as he could return to Jiang Dahai's home with her.

He Wei said: "Is Jiang Dahai your father?"

"Ah."

"That means that the condition of your marriage is that Feng Zhenyang becomes the Jiang family's son-in-law?"

"It's nothing, after all, Feng Zhenyang's current stable job, household registration, and car are all helped by my family. They are all for living, so such little things are not a big deal."

"Did Feng Zhenyang agree at that time?"

Jiang Shen was very sure, "If five minutes is not considered hesitant, he did agree at that time."

Afterwards, the two got married successfully.

After getting married, Jiang Shen trusted Feng Zhenyang very much.

Her trust is not arbitrary, but based on the judgment of six years of love.

After getting married, they were each busy with work, and it was only two years later that they planned to have their current child, Jiajia.

Bai Ji'an asked: "Since you trust your husband so much, why would you suddenly check his cell phone?"

Thinking of this incident, Jiang Shen felt funny.

A week ago, she was making scented tea in the pantry of her work unit. It was close to [-]:[-] in the afternoon, because something delayed her original time to get off work.

Because of the special nature of her unit, almost every day at this time, colleagues in her unit leave work early because they have no work.

Except for a few colleagues, there was almost no one in the building.

Probably the two female colleagues standing in the corridor chatting also thought so. They didn't lower their volume, didn't take any precautions, and just chatted within Jiang Shen's hearing.

"One suspects that her husband has been acting strange recently, and the other tells her that if she wants to know, she should check her husband's mobile phone regularly. Especially bills and various consumption records, which are the best way to find problems."

Jiang Shen sounded interesting, and even looked down on the women who checked their husbands' jobs when they had nothing to do.

She thinks this is very sad. Love has disappeared and marriage has no meaning.

However, people are no less curious than cats. Once you know something, even if you don't agree with it deep down, you will feel like giving it a try.

To be honest, when Jiang Shen couldn't help but peek at her husband's mobile phone password while watching TV, she didn't even know what she was doing.

Obviously this was never done before, and doing so would only cause embarrassment if discovered.

It's just so unpredictable, so involuntarily.

While Feng Zhenyang was taking a bath, Jiang Shen seemed to be controlled by curiosity. She stretched out her hand and flicked the screen slowly a few times. That was the password she had just memorized.

For bills, first look for bills and check consumption records.

The female colleague's words were like a curse looping endlessly in Jiang Shen's mind.

She scrolled quickly. Without her noticing, every normal purchase made her feel at ease.

Slowly, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up, and the other self in her heart began to laugh at her for being suspicious of someone who loved her so much.

Suddenly, the scrolling screen stopped with her fingers frozen in the air.

Jiang Shen stared at the unfamiliar yet familiar words on the bill, his head buzzing.

The time for the consumption bill was four days ago, at [-]:[-] in the morning.

Four days ago... This time is not that far away. There is no need to check it. Jiang Shen also remembers that that day was the last day of Feng Zhenyang's business trip to Kowloon City.

And he was at home, sleeping on their wedding bed.

They are not together, so what are condoms used for?

Jiang Shen tried hard to control her temper, which was at the breaking point. She continued to scroll up and down about this consumption. The next transaction was a transfer record of [-] yuan, which showed receipt and payment, and the time was at [-]:[-] in the morning.

At four o'clock in the morning, what payment method would he use to pay [-] yuan?

Even a fool could guess what Feng Zhenyang did four nights ago without Jiang Shen.

Suddenly, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

Jiang Shen immediately took a photo of the evidence with his mobile phone and sent it to his best friend for backup. He stood by the bed, preparing to confront Feng Zhenyang.

"Later he cried and admitted everything he had done. I was very angry and thought he was extremely disgusting. I didn't care whether he was disturbing the people or not, so I just threw his things out together with his people. You all know what happened next.”