Just a few days ago, Chen Li seemed to have disappeared from the world. Song Tian sent her messages, but she didn't reply. When he called, she hung up.
At first, Song Tian thought she was making trouble with him because she thought he didn't have time to spend with her. It wasn't until he found that Chen Li's cell phone was shut down that day that he wondered if there was something wrong.
Colleagues at the police station showed them the photos provided by Song Tian.
"It's her." Da Lian showed the photo to Chu Wuzheng.
Both of them recognized that the Chen Li mentioned by Song Tian was actually a family member of the victim of the first serial murder case.
Back at the police station, Chu Wuzheng obtained relevant clues about the first murder case. The deceased was the uncle who raised Chen Li, and Chen Li did have a clear alibi at the time.
At noon, before going to eat, Chu Wuzheng asked Da Lian to get all the relevant files from the previous cases, including the autopsy reports.
After a while, Big Face came back and said he didn't get it.
"The autopsy report from the forensic department is with Forensic Doctor Chen. She is the only one who has the key to the cabinet."
"Go find her."
"Forensic Doctor Chen is not here. She asked for leave today."
In the afternoon, all the things that needed to be asked about Peng Wen were finished, and Chu Wuzheng asked Big Face and Xiang Hang to release him.
After giving some instructions, Da Lian handed the document to Peng Wenyou for signature. The photo in the folder accidentally fell and Xiang Hang picked it up.
"After signing, we will send you out." Big Face said.
Peng Wenyou took the pen and found the right place to sign, but did not write immediately.
Da Lian noticed that his eyes were a little wandering. "What are you looking at?"
Peng Wenyou's signing hand shook.
"I know her," he said.
Da Lian and Xiang Hang looked at each other and saw that he was looking at the photo on the table, which was a photo of Chen Li.
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She paid, and when she got out of the taxi, she tightened her clothes. It was a cloudy day, the sun hadn't risen all day, and it was very cold. She didn't want to catch the cold.
It was only when she entered the community that she remembered the pieces of paper in her bag.
She looked around like a thief, and when she saw no one was taking them out, she tore them all up and threw them into the trash can downstairs.
After going upstairs, she opened the door and put the key on the dining table near the door.
"Mom, I'm back."
After she spoke, she felt that the house was unexpectedly quiet, which was right. She had never mentioned that she would be back today. Maybe her mother had gone out to buy groceries.
In the silence, her mind was still confused. When she washed her hands, the water had been left for a long time and flowed to the ground.
She quickly turned off the faucet.
The emerging water still fell on her body, and she quickly shook it off with her hands.
But when she raised her hand, she suddenly stopped.
She touched the faucet again.
She slightly twisted the stuff stuck on it with her fingers.
The next second, she was shocked to realize that this was the most familiar touch in her profession, except that she had been isolated by rubber gloves before.
She quickly rushed into the bedroom next to her and saw a woman lying quietly on the floor. A knife was thrown next to her, and blood was pouring from somewhere on the woman's body.
"mom!"
She immediately knelt down beside her, brushed her hands over the woman's body, found the bleeding point, picked up the sheet on the side to cover it, and began to search frantically for her cell phone in her clothes.
Thinking that she had thrown her cell phone on the coffee table in the living room, she immediately wanted to get up, but when she turned her head, her legs softened and she sat back.
The person standing in front of him almost blocked the entire doorway, and he smiled at her.
"Don't worry, I didn't reach the mesenteric artery because I didn't want her to die so quickly."
In his hand was a tissue that had just been wiped. There was still diluted blood on it, which was her mother's blood.
"Your clothes are wet." He glanced at the water spots on her clothes and whispered softly, "Go and change into another one. Be careful of catching a cold."
The oncoming sense of despair made her cry helplessly. She lowered her head and looked at the blood that was still flowing out with heart-wrenching tears. She slowly shouted out between sobs. "Brother..."
He said "hmm".
After squatting down, he tried to pry her hand away from the wound, but seeing how hard she was, he didn't force it and just touched her face with his fingers that smelled of blood.
What does it feel like when salty tears and blood mix together?
He pressed her face against hers and breathed slowly into her ear.
"I will kill her sooner or later. You know this. I will leave tomorrow, so this is the best time."
His lips were attached to her eyes, as cold as the frost condensing outside the window.
"Close your eyes and pretend you don't know anything. I don't want to see you in pain."
She whimpered and felt a chill on the ground.
Her voice trembled when she spoke. She wanted him to know how scared she was. "Brother, I'm pregnant."
As the end of the sentence fell, he grabbed her face and looked at her closely.
"What?" His voice couldn't be any softer.
"I'm pregnant, I'm really pregnant...it was that time a month ago. Brother, just do good deeds for our child, okay? Please let her go!"
His other hand touched her belly and stroked it gently.
"Do not lie to me."
She nodded casually.
His hand touched her cheek, and she felt the hair, blood, and tears swimming freely on her face.
He picked up the mobile phone she had just placed in the living room from behind and handed it to her.
Seeing how she was trying to calmly call the emergency number, he wanted to hug her, so he did so after she finished the call.
He didn't force her to let go of the hand covering the wound, he just hugged her quietly.
"The wound area is small and not critical. In a situation like hers, there is still time and she will not die."
She studied medicine, so she naturally understood these things, but she panicked when it came to her own head.
She let him pull her in his arms without making a sound or moving. She knew that his willingness to let her make a phone call was already an extreme gift, and she did not dare to resist him anymore.
They were just leaning on each other, and it looked like an enviable sight when taken alone.
It would be romantic if the two of them weren't surrounded by the spreading blood, and if their biological mother wasn't lying next to her with the wound still oozing a dangerous red liquid.
Her face was pale, as if so much blood had flowed out of her body.
"You should leave quickly. If the doctor comes later and calls the police, you won't be able to leave."
He kissed her forehead.
"Wait for me." he said.
Peng Wenyou said that he and Chen Li met earlier than she and Song Tian knew each other.
At that time, he and Bi Lulu made an appointment to eat and chat together in a fast food restaurant. After eating, Bi Lulu paid the bill and left without taking the invoice. Then the waiter said that he could get five yuan back in cash without the invoice. Peng Wenyou added the waiter's contact
Way.
The waiter introduced herself as Chen Li and contacted Peng Wenyou frequently and was very enthusiastic. Later, Peng Wenyou gradually realized that something was wrong, so he explained his situation clearly to Chen Li.
But Chen Li didn't react at all to the fact that Peng Wenyou owed loan sharks and had no place to live. The last thing she said to him was - "Are you not her husband?".
"She" refers to Bi Lulu.
Obviously, Chen Li's target at that time was Bi Lulu's husband.