heart poison

Seeing Hua Chong, Qiu Dakui backed away in panic, then laughed ferociously, with a strange and excited light in his eyes.

"Comrade policeman." He said, "I should be most grateful to you for killing Qiu Guoyong!"

Qu Zhi slapped the table and shouted, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

Hua Chong said: "Let him talk."

Liu Zhiqin also rushed over, and the small interrogation room suddenly seemed extremely crowded.

"I'm not talking nonsense." Qiu Dakui laughed a few times, "I wanted to kill Qiu Guoyong a long time ago, but I didn't have the courage, I didn't dare! That bastard is my father, I hate him for killing my mother and my wife , I dream of stabbing him with a knife, but I dare not do anything fucking!"

"I live in his house, sell breakfast, lunch and supper with him, and raise Vivi with him. It's fine if Vivi is a boy, and it doesn't matter if the boy is poor. But Vivi is a girl—you have seen Vivi Wei? She is very cute and beautiful, and she looks more and more like her mother—a girl can’t be poor, I want her to live better, but I don’t have the skills. If I work alone, I can’t give her a decent life. life."

"Although... Although her current life is terrible." Qiu Dakui wiped his face vigorously, and said in a deep voice, "Who said that all people are created equal? ​​How can people be created equal? ​​Weiwei if If she was born into a rich family, she is a little princess. But she didn’t have a good pregnancy and became my daughter. What can I give her? What can this family give her? My Weiwei, since birth lost."

The room was silent.

Children are the most innocent. Qiu Dakui killed Qiu Guoyong in such a cruel way that he could not escape from prison.And when he hammered Qiu Guoyong, 7-year-old Qiu Weiwei was outside the door.She may not be able to see the human tragedy that is happening inside, but she can hear the muffled sound of a hammer hitting the head, Qiu Guoyong's struggle and cries for help, and even the sound of blood splattering.

She could smell the thick smell of blood.

She could see dark brown blood trickling from the door.

The home she had lived in for 7 years had changed beyond recognition in that split second, and it looked like a horrible hell.

Maybe she saw Qiu Dakui walking out of the house covered in blood with a hammer in hand.

Maybe she glanced through the door in panic and saw Qiu Guoyong with his brains splashing out.

Then I saw the bead curtain soaked in plasma.

She lost her mother shortly after birth and now her grandfather.

Soon, her father will leave her too.

Hua Chong's chest was very stuffy, and he really wanted to push the door out and take a breath.

"I dare not kill him! I dare not kill him!" Qiu Dakui gritted his teeth, "but he should have died a long time ago! A person like him doesn't deserve to live!"

Hua Chong barely suppressed the surging sense of powerlessness, and asked, "So you've been enduring it?"

"Yeah, forbearance." Qiu Dakui showed a relieved expression, "After Xiaoli left, I endured him for 6 years. In recent years, his temper has become more and more irritable, and he would get angry and strike at every turn. But this time, I, I really can't take it anymore."

"Hey, if I knew that killing people is such a refreshing thing, I would have stabbed him to death!"

Hua Chong suppressed his anger, "This time? What did Qiu Guoyong do?"

Qiu Dakui grinned extremely ugly, "Comrade policeman, don't you always think it's suspicious that I didn't call the police when I found the corpse because of the strange smell? Let me tell you, Qiu Guoyong also thought it was suspicious."

"He thought that I found out that Xu Yujiao wanted to attract the police, find out that he had harmed my mother and wife, and took him away. As you can see, he was very afraid of contacting the police. He had a ghost in his heart, and he forced me to death. Mom and Xiaoli, his panic is the proof!"

Qiu Dakui panted heavily, and said again: "But you all misunderstood me. Comrade policeman, you think that I have something to do with the woman who was killed, and Qiu Guoyong thought I wanted the police to arrest him by shouting. In fact, there is no such thing as It's as complicated as you think. Yes, there is indeed a lot of garbage in that wasteland, and the smell is so bad that most people can't smell the strange smell of dead people, but I just can tell the difference. Why? Because when I got home, what I saw was Xiaoli's rotting corpse! That smell, I, I..."

"I will never forget it in my life!"

In the air, there seemed to be a touch of coldness all over the body.

After a while, Qiu Dakui laughed "hehe", "But when I first smelled that smell, I didn't realize it right away. I only thought it was familiar, but I couldn't remember it was the smell of a corpse."

"I'm not a nosy person, and I haven't been to that wasteland for a long time. But that day, I was enlightened, as if I couldn't do it unless I found the source of the smell. When I saw the dead body, I was really shocked and frightened. Sitting on the ground with one buttocks, I can't walk or crawl, I can't even turn my mind, I just yell and yell—I'm just so useless, maybe women don't yell as much as I do. It was also at that time that I suddenly remembered that the stench was the smell of dead people decomposing."

Probably remembering the situation at that time again, Qiu Dakui stopped, gasping for air, and continued after a long time: "In that situation, I never thought of calling the police. After finally calming down, someone has already called the police. Later, I gradually calmed down, and the more I thought about it, the more I became afraid, and I felt that it was right not to call the police. Because once I call the police, you will chase me to understand the situation, which is always the case in TV dramas."

"Then you will definitely find out that there is something wrong with the stuffing of our buns."

Hua Chong frowned: "This is what you are worried about?"

"Comrade policeman, do you think this is a trivial matter?" Qiu Dakui shook his head with a sad smile, "There is not always a problem with the stuffing of our buns, and sometimes we use fresh meat. But fresh meat is so expensive, it must not be spoiled." Just throw it away? What’s more, some meat is not bad at all, but it’s not very fresh, and it smells rancid. Qiu Guoyong and I added a lot of seasoning to the meat to suppress the rancid smell, and then steamed it into buns and sold it. Comrade police, don’t look at the fact that the municipal government allows us to set up a stall now, once we are found to have a problem with the minced meat, we will no longer be able to set up a stall.”

"If there is no stall, our family will have no way to survive. It may be a trivial matter to you, but to our family..."

"Li Baolian, who often competes with our family for business, likes to say a word, what is 'poverty limits my imagination'. I asked her where she heard it, and she said that everyone said so on the Internet." Qiu Dakui rolled his eyes, "I don't know if poverty limits my imagination, but I know - a rich life limits your imagination! You don't even know that those of us who were born trampled on the bottom of our feet want to make a living. How careful, how cowardly!"

Qiu Dakui sighed, "That's why I didn't dare to call the police. I was nervous when I saw the police. I regretted that I found that woman's body, and regretted that so many people were attracted by screaming. I also hate that woman. If there is no such a series of things, you They won't notice me at all, and they won't find out that there is something wrong with the stuffing of our buns."

Liu Zhiqin looked back at Hua Chong, who was pursing his lips tightly, with an ugly expression on his face.

"From the day I found the body, Qiu Guoyong started to go crazy, suspicious, and said that I wanted to kill him. I couldn't bear it, and I didn't bother to care about him. I am afraid of something different from him. He is afraid that you will find out that he killed him. My mother and my daughter-in-law, I am afraid that you will find out that the stuffing of the buns is unqualified. But we are all afraid that you will come to our door as the police.”

"He scolded me, and I had to endure it. But I didn't expect him to do it to Weiwei. This old bastard, it's not a light if I kill him with a hammer. I should torture him to death slowly!"

Qiu Dakui's shoulders trembled, and he was furious, "After you found out that our meat stuffing was unqualified, he scolded me all the way, smashed it indiscriminately when we got home, and kicked down the door."

"I'm also very confused, I don't know what to do in the future. He was playing cards at home, and I didn't want to see him, so I went out to find someone to play cards."

"Two days later, when I picked Weiwei home in the afternoon, I found out that he had removed the beaded curtains made by my mother. Weiwei liked the beaded curtains so much that she cried when she saw them. Although the beaded curtains are old Some, but they were the only romantic things in our dilapidated home. I found the bead curtains one by one, hung them up again, and then found some tools to repair the wooden door that was kicked down."

"But after a while of repairing, I heard Weiwei's crying and Qiu Guoyong's scolding again. I became anxious all of a sudden, and hurried to the house without putting down the hammer."

Qiu Dakui clenched his fists, veins popped out of his arms, and hoarsely said: "He actually went to tear down the bead curtain again! Weiwei knelt on the ground and hugged his leg, he kicked Weiwei, and even slapped her across the face." !"

"That's my daughter! It's not enough that he killed my mother and my wife, he also wants to kill my daughter!"

"I carried Weiwei outside the house, and he was still cursing inside. The wooden door was not repaired and couldn't be closed. I could only coax Weiwei and tell her not to come in if she heard any noise."

"Then I went home and killed him."

"With a door repairing hammer, a dozen times? Or dozens of times? I can't remember."

Qiu Dakui laughed loudly, "I should have smashed him to death, damned old bastard!"

The laughter in the interrogation room echoed in the corridor. Even Hua Chong never thought that the pursuit of Xu Yujiao's case would lead to such a family tragedy.

Although he knew that this tragedy had nothing to do with him, all the previous investigations on the Qiu family and his son were reasonable.He also understands that even without Xu Yujiao's case, if he and Liu Zhiqin hadn't found out that there was something wrong with the meat stuffing used by the Qiu family and his son, there might still be a trigger for Qiu Dakui to kill him in the future.

But even if he thinks clearly, he has long been used to seeing death, and he still can't get rid of the deep depression in his heart.

Now that Qiu Guoyong is dead, and both Wang Su and Fu Li have been cremated, it is impossible to find out why they committed suicide and whether Qiu Guoyong forced them.The most distressing thing is Qiu Weiwei. At a young age, her father hammered and killed her grandfather. I am afraid that the home that has become the scene of the murder will never go back.And from now on, Qiu Dakui will no longer be able to take care of her.

What should she do?

how to live?

Back in the office, Hua Chong opened the seat, covered most of his face with one hand, and felt overwhelmed.

Liu Zhiqin came over, gently put a chair beside him, and sat down quietly.

Only a few lights were turned on in the office, and it was half-bright and half-dark.After a long time, Hua Chong raised his head, his eyes were tired and dazed, and his voice was a little hoarse, "It's getting late, let's go back."

"What about you?" Liu Zhiqin asked.

"Me?" Hua Chong forced a smile, "I'll sit for a while."

Liu Zhiqin didn't get up, and didn't speak, he was still sitting as before, his eyes fell on Hua Chong layer upon layer.

Hua Chong slightly frowned, "Still leaving?"

"If you want to sit for a while, I'll accompany you for a while." Liu Zhiqin's voice was warm, like a buoyant spring.

Hua Chong was a little surprised, opened his mouth slightly, and was stunned, without saying a word.

Liu Zhiqin tapped lightly on the back of his hand and said with a low smile, "Are you okay, Team Flower?"