sincerity of lies

Duan Hongwen was summoned to the police station, and Wei Zhenzhu was the only one at home.On the one hand, this is to separate the two, and on the other hand, Huo Ranyin believed that Wei Zhenzhu was a relatively sensitive person after hearing Wen Yangyang's previous description, and it would be helpful to talk in a familiar environment.

When Ji Xun entered the door, he noticed that most of the shoes in the shoe cabinet were men’s, not running shoes, but mostly for daily wear. One of the couple is a full-time wife, and the other is a writer who works at home. , women's shoes are always more than men's shoes.

"Do you mind if I look around?" Ji asked.

Wei Zhenzhu's eyes flashed, she didn't refuse, but her expression was cold: "Yes."

She was not alone with Ji Xun, even with the astonishingly handsome Huo Ranyin, her attitude was cold and restrained, very alienated, but when it was Wen Yangyang's turn, she was treated differently.

Wen Yangyang was invited to sit down on the sofa, and then tea and fruit were all available.

"..."

It was quite a surprise to be so disgusted for the first time.

But considering that Huo Ranyin was also despised like him, it might not be a man's crime, but a man's.

Ji Xun touched his nose, left Wei Zhenzhu to Wen Yangyang to ask, and walked around by himself.

He went to the bathroom first.

The bathroom of this house also verified Ji Xun’s doubts when he entered the door. Wei Zhenzhu’s cosmetics are only a very simple facial cleanser, which is a very affordable product. The rest does not include makeup, and there is no lotion. No wonder he looks so old at the age of 41. .On the contrary, Duan Hongwen lived a very delicate life, including men's facial cleanser, expensive razors, skin care products and hand creams of various brands.

The study room is completely dominated by Duan Hongwen. He has his own dual-screen desktop computer, a laptop, and a tablet.Because that desk is the messiest place in the whole house, Ji Xun, who is also a writer, knows that this kind of mess is also a stubbornness in refusing to let a piece of paper be moved by outsiders in a sense.Duan Hongwen's mess is his ostentatious act of encircling and occupying territory.

The chairs are expensive, and of course there is only one, even though the desk is huge.There is a folding chair in the corner, which probably belongs to Wei Zhenzhu.There were a lot of books in the bookcase, but they obviously had nothing to do with Wei Zhenzhu.

Wei Zhenzhu's computer is an old notebook, which is placed by her bedside.

The spending power of the couple seems to fully reflect each other's income, or even though Wei Zhenzhu has made great efforts as a full-time wife to keep the house clean and tidy, she is still a transparent person.

For such a woman, her husband would pay to kill her...

why?

It's very strange, why does the master buy a murderer to kill a slave?Ji Xun thought about it.It is obviously in the interest of Duan Hongwen to monopolize a slave named wife in the name of marriage for a long time.

In the living room, under Wen Yangyang's tenderness and iron face, Wei Zhenzhu shrank a little, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't tell the truth yesterday...Actually, I only saw it after following my husband."

Wen Yangyang said seriously: "Your husband appeared under the bridge at 11:12 in the morning and talked with a man named Zhu Huan. He is not Mo Nai, and your husband separated from this man after that and has never been to KTV. , it is impossible for you to follow your husband to see Mo Nai."

Wei Zhenzhu picked up a cup of tea, she lowered her head.

Maybe submissive women generally have the same appearance, always with their heads bowed, their backs arched, their voices small, and they dare not express their opinions: "I saw Zhu Huan, I followed Zhu Huan, and then I saw them, He and Mo Nai..."

"So what?" Wen Yangyang's tone became more severe, "Is there anything strange about your husband talking with a man under the overpass?"

Silence again.

Is it the silence of thinking, or the silence of timidity?

Ji Xun looked at Wei Zhenzhu and thought to himself, he felt that the woman in front of him was shrouded in a thin layer of mist, and if he didn’t pay attention, he might miss something—these omissions may or may not be important, but It is always very unpleasant to leave something out.

"Actually..." Wei Zhenzhu spoke, her voice was still thin and calm, "I know my husband is going to kill me, and I saw my husband transfer money to Zhu Huan, so I followed Zhu Huan all the time."

Wen Yangyang was stunned for a moment.

Even Ji Xun and Huo Ranyin next to him were deeply surprised.

Duan Hongwen had the idea of ​​killing his wife, and they knew about it after Zhu Huan was interrogated. At that time, the consideration was that his wife must not have known about it, otherwise there would be no reason to keep silent in front of the police; It is necessary to beat and admonish Duan Hongwen, figure out why he has the idea of ​​killing, and kill his idea of ​​killing.

Perhaps because she finally explained the reason, Wei Zhenzhu restated yesterday's whereabouts.

She said that she went out with her husband at 10 am, and saw her husband and Zhu Huan at 11 am, and then Zhu Huan probably went to eat around 12 am, and she also left for a while to eat, and went back under the overpass in the afternoon to see Zhu Huan and Mo Nai She got into a car around 05:30, and she caught up with her taxi. She saw Zhu Huan get off the car and went to an ATM, then got back into the car, and finally arrived at the KTV.She didn't recognize this man when Mo Nai got into the car, and she didn't recognize him as a fugitive when he got out of the car and hid in an alley.

"I went grocery shopping after that, officer, I'm not lying about that."

"No, you know that your husband is going to kill you, so why didn't you call the police—" Wen Yangyang blurted out, "Obviously I came here yesterday, and you still talked to me alone!"

"It's nothing unusual." Wei Zhenzhu raised her head.

She smiled, every wrinkle on her dark yellow face expressed helplessness.

She is only 41 this year, but she looks like fifty or sixty, and she has no interest in living a long time ago.

"It has long been said in the book that marriage is the tomb of love. No matter how loving a couple is, they want to kill each other countless times in their lives. It's just that some people take action, and some people don't." Wei Zhenzhu, "My Husband... just put it into action. But in a society ruled by law, killing people is not so easy, so I think...maybe it will be fine when he gets over the impulse."

Weird.

Really weird.

Ji Xun unconsciously took two steps to the side, and came to the balcony outside the living room, where Huo Ranyin was standing.

"Why isn't it in there?" Ji asked nonsense.I also know that because of Wei Zhenzhu's attitude of repelling men, Huo Ranyin must have come out alone in order to let him relax as much as possible.

Sure enough, Huo Ranyin glanced at him, but didn't bother to answer.

"Is there any candy? I need something sweet to stimulate my brain cells." Ji Xun asked again.Before Huo Ranyin could speak, he stretched out his hand, inserted it into the other's pocket, and took out a candy from it.

"Ha, there really are."

"…………"

Huo Ran was caught off guard, and suddenly reached out, grabbing Ji Xun's wrist.

Ji Xun didn't resist, Huo Ranyin grabbed his hand, he held the candy, his hand shook softly like a pendant hanging on Huo Ranyin's palm:

"It's just eating your candy, don't be so stingy, right?"

"...Don't touch me when I'm not ready." After Huo Ranyin finished speaking, he thought about it and added, "Especially during working hours."

"Captain Huo," Ji Xun said confidently, "It's just that we all work together, so some contact is inevitable. Right now, it's just a rehearsal in advance."

At this time, a compelling sight suddenly projected from the front.

Ji Xun followed his gaze and saw Wei Zhenzhu looking at them in disgust in the living room.

Catching his gaze, the woman turned her face away again, opened her mouth in a low voice, still speaking softly, but the disgust in her eyes just now was too stinging, until now, Ji Xun could still feel the needle prick on her skin General feeling.

He looked thoughtfully at his hand held by Huo Ranyin, and reflected on himself: "...Are we really tired of being like this? So tired that it makes people sick?"

Huo Ranyin let go of his hand.

Ji Xun tore off the candy paper and stuffed the candy into his mouth. The sweet taste stimulated his brain nerves.

His brain cells began to jump, like a group of fleas, and a bounce contest was held in his mind, but the contest had no conclusion for the time being, until he saw a little girl running out of the room.

The little girl is only five years old, holding a picture book in her hand.

She ran so fast that she stomped on the floor, but she didn't make a sound.

She threw herself into Wei Zhenzhu's arms and held the picture book high, as if she was asking her mother to answer some doubts.

Wei Zhenzhu hugged her daughter with one hand, and smiled apologetically at Wen Yangyang: "My daughter Chang Chang, she is hearing-impaired and can't speak yet."

"Your daughter is so cute." Wen Yangyang praised.

"So it's good to get married." Wei Zhenzhu said suddenly, "Get married when you are young, and a powerful woman like Police Officer Wen will definitely find a good husband, so that you will be settled for the rest of your life. A woman's youth does not come back again. Although the job is good, but after this village, there is no such shop..."

"...???" Wen Yangyang looked blank.

Wei Zhenzhu didn't notice the little girl while chatting with Wen Yangyang.

Children who cannot speak are always at a disadvantage, because they have no way to show their existence through their voices.

At the beginning, Chang Chang's eyes were still rolling around Wei Zhenzhu and Wen Yangyang, but soon, she felt bored, and began to wring her fingers and open and close her mouth.

She opened and closed her mouth without making a sound, just opening and closing, opening and closing.

Ji Xun stared intently at that mouth.

Wei Zhenzhu's questioning was over. When the three of them left and returned to the police car, Wen Yangyang was still in shock. She asked incomprehensibly, "Mr. Ji, you said her husband was going to kill her, why is she still persuading me?" marry."

"Her husband not only wants to kill her, but usually abuses him at home."

"what--?!"

Ji Xun sighed: "Probably because of her daughter's hearing impairment, the quarrel between Duan Hongwen and Wei Zhenzhu's family acted unscrupulously in front of her daughter, and her daughter was subconsciously repeating their lip movements. Just now she turned her back to you, It's saying 'stop hitting me, please husband don't hit me'."

Wen Yangyang's shock increased again: "...that's why she looks a little male-phobic?"

"Hard to say."

The more Wen Yangyang thought about it, the more he felt angry: "No, I'll go and ask her if there are any scars left on her body, or go to the hospital for an injury check so that that trash man can be punished by law!"

Huo Ranyin rationally stopped her: "If she needs help, she will hint at you just now."

Ji Xun is more realistic: "Do you think there must be scars? Can the scars be pushed to Duan Hongwen? It is more difficult for women to file a case for domestic violence than for rape, because most people face this situation. Silence and forbearance, so that at least on the surface they are still glamorous, so as not to be judged by others, it seems that although they have suffered pain, they can retain their dignity - and this also makes it impossible to preserve evidence at all, and they are at a disadvantage in the legal aspect , causing our police to look like waste in the judgment of domestic violence. The reason why this ironic and absurd phenomenon can exist is entirely because of society’s condemnation and control of women’s harsh morality and spirit. Compared with this, Zhu Huan’s That recording also gives us a reason to criticize and educate him."

Wen Yangyang was so angry that he hiccupped.

She began to shoot indiscriminately like all men in the world are idiots——

Huo Ranyin and Ji Xun wisely kept silent, pretending that they didn't exist, and let the furious girl scold them all at once.

In the end, the nature of the policeman calmed her down. Wen Yangyang said apologetically, "I'm sorry, captain, Mr. Ji, I was too angry and lost my temper just now, but why do I feel that Wei Zhenzhu's testimony is still a bit strange."

Ji Xun shook his finger: "It seems that you are very sensitive to time testimony."

Huo Ranyin didn't play charades like him, but said directly: "Wei Zhenzhu said that she saw Zhu Huan getting on the car to go to KTV at 05:30, and according to the autopsy report, Xiaoman died between 05:30 and [-]:[-]. If As Zhu Huan said, after he had sex with Xiaoman, he fell asleep until you came to your door, so he should be at the KTV from five to seven o'clock."

"—In other words, Zhu Huan lied, there is something wrong with Xiaoman's death."