"Yes, right now, it doesn't take much effort to write a few words." Qu Mingcong said lightly, "Just get a piece of paper and write it to me. I'm stuck with your order now. The boss won't let me take other orders. Shao
Sir, we all work part-time, I hope you won't make things difficult for me, otherwise I will have to spend time with you all the time."
His words were half a sign of weakness and half a threat. Shao Jiaming was worried that he would keep pestering him, so he had to compromise and call the security guard to let him go.
Qiao Yueying didn't expect it to go so smoothly.
But entering the community was only the first step. When she followed Qu Mingcong into the elevator, she began to worry that Shao Jiaming would not let Qu Mingcong enter the house.
"The effective distance of most Bluetooth devices is only five to ten meters. If I don't enter the house, I may not be able to connect to Shao Jiaming's mobile phone."
"I told you to rest assured." Qu Mingcong calmly watched the floor numbers jumping on the elevator and whispered, "Even if I don't want this face today, I still have to stay with him."
Qiao Yueying: "…………"
She was silent for a while and murmured in a low voice: "It doesn't have to be such a big sacrifice... just delay it for me for about ten minutes, that should be enough."
"Let's set a password." Qu Mingcong said, "Like last time, you play music after you finish your work, and I will find an excuse to leave when I hear the music."
Qiao Yueying's heart moved and she immediately suggested: "How about "Or the in gioia credea"? In 1590, after the composer Gesualdo learned that his wife had cheated on him, he hacked his wife and her adulterer to death and hung their bodies in public. This song is very popular.
Suitable for Shao Jiaming."
Qu Mingcong's mouth twitched slightly: "... whatever you want."
In a few words, the elevator had reached the 26th floor.
Qu Mingcong knocked on Shao Jiaming's door.
After waiting for a moment, Shao Jiaming opened the door for him and handed over a signed piece of paper.
As expected, he had no intention of letting Qu Mingcong enter the house.
Qu Mingcong was not in a hurry, raised his hand to block the door frame, pointed with the other finger at the piece of paper handed over by Shao Jiaming, and said: "Please add the date under the signature."
"It's really troublesome." Shao Jiaming looked unhappy and turned back to the house to make up for the date. Qu Mingcong also took this opportunity to enter the house.
The house is very big.
The marble floor tiles with beautiful texture are covered with expensive carpets. Behind the gray leather sofa are two cool-toned oil paintings. The TV wall on the other side is also exquisitely decorated. The TV cabinet is designed to be streamlined. Except for a crystal decorative ornament, there is no clutter.
things.
The entire environment is spotless, so clean that it shines, as if it has been wiped hundreds of times.
Qu Mingcong remembered that Shao Jiaming should not have mysophobia.
At this time, Shao Jiaming's wife walked out of the kitchen. She was stunned for a moment when she saw Qu Mingcong, but her face was dull and expressionless. She just glanced at him, then lowered her head and walked to the dining table, took a rag and slowly
wipe the table.
Qu Mingcong noticed that there was a band-aid on her forehead and there were obvious bruises on the corners of her lips.
Obviously her face was fine when we saw her yesterday, but now she has injuries, which means she was beaten after returning home from the massage parlor yesterday.
Shao Jiaming filled in the date and came over, handing the note to Qu Mingcong again.
Qu Mingcong took it in his hand, read it over, raised his head and said to Shao Jiaming: "I'll take a photo and send it to the boss to see if the format is correct."
Shao Jiaming sarcastically said: "A small office on the roadside still cares about the file format?"
Qu Mingcong said calmly: "I didn't care before. Wouldn't this offend the customer? Maybe the boss wants me to learn a lesson, so I can only cover everything to avoid being picked on."
Shao Jiaming said in annoyance: "Then you shoot quickly and leave as soon as you finish shooting."
Qu Mingcong didn't care about his attitude. He held the note under the light, took a few photos with his mobile phone, pretended to play with it, and said to Shao Jiaming: "The network signal is not good, so the photos cannot be sent. The balcony door can
Can you turn it on? I'll look for a signal."
"Turn it on yourself." Shao Jiaming dropped the words irritably, picked up the remote control and turned on the TV. He sat down and watched the program by himself, ignoring Qu Mingcong.
Qu Mingcong opened the floor-to-ceiling glass door and came to the balcony.
The 26th floor is very high. Standing on the balcony, you can have a panoramic view of the night view of the city, which has a sudden and wonderful beauty.
But at this moment, Qu Mingcong was not in the mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery. His eyes were entirely attracted by a row of advertising banners - from this angle, he could actually see the community where Xiao Fan lived very clearly.
Qu Mingcong's heart sank...
He knew that Qiao Yueying's words were gradually being confirmed.
The more confirmations there are, the less likely it is that Xiao Fan is alive.
Murder is either a sudden thought or a long-term plan.
After Shao Jiaming found out that his wife had cheated on him, he must have been furious at first. He would beat his wife and take revenge on Xiao Fan. As Qiao Yueying said, when Shao Jiaming found a row of advertising banners blocking the surveillance cameras near Xiao Fan's residence, he felt deep in his heart.
Will the ill will emerge and induce him to choose a more intense and vicious way to retaliate?
Qu Mingcong couldn't help but imagine in his mind that back at noon today, Shao Jiaming came to the office to find trouble, was beaten, called the police, and mediated. Then he went to catch the cat in the afternoon, went to the hospital in the evening, and finally went home to sleep.
On an ordinary day, a calm day, he didn't notice Shao Jiaming's abnormality, nor did he pay attention to the whereabouts of Xiao Fan. If this was the case, what would happen?
...it seems like it won't happen.
Xiao Fan has already submitted his resignation. Everyone in the massage parlor thinks that Xiao Fan has gone to Wucheng. Even if the phone cannot be reached and cannot be contacted, they will only think that the other party has changed his phone number and will never think of missing, let alone report the case.
.
A person just disappears silently, and no one will notice.
Even if it is discovered, it will probably be a long, long time later, and by that time, evidence will be more difficult to collect and investigations will be more difficult to conduct.
Qu Mingcong understands this very well. The most difficult cases in the world are usually not murder cases, but disappearance cases.
"Hey! Are you okay?"
Shao Jiaming urged dissatisfiedly in the living room.
Qu Mingcong returned to the living room with an indifferent expression and replied: "Sent the photo, waiting for his reply."
Shao Jiaming said: "You call your boss, and I will tell him directly that there is no need to check this list."
Qu Mingcong nodded, but did not make a call. Instead, he replied vaguely: "Okay, I'll wait for another two minutes. If he doesn't reply, he must be hanging on me on purpose. I will call without you urging me."
"
Shao Jiaming frowned and continued to wait distractedly.
A few more minutes passed.
Shao Jiaming's patience is about to run out, and his face is getting uglier and uglier, while Qu Mingcong is calm and calm, and has already brewed up several new excuses for delay in his mind.
The phone suddenly started ringing with music...
The tune is a bit retro, and Qu Mingcong guessed it was "Or the in gioia credea" mentioned by Qiao Yueying.
He let out a sigh of relief, put on his cell phone, walked straight to the door, and said "goodbye" behind him.
Then he opened the door and left Shao Jiaming's home without looking back.
…
In the elevator, Qu Mingcong took out his mobile phone and asked, "What did you find out?"