When Qin Nan saw most of the cigarette butts, he couldn't help but be a little confused, because everything in Zhang Jiali's house was neatly packed, and the floor tiles were spotless.
But only the ashes in the ashtray on the balcony were not poured out.
He took another puff of cigarette and looked at the scenery outside the window. There were two residential buildings opposite, blocking the view of her home. Without these two buildings, she could see the park opposite.
Qin Nan put out the cigarette butt and opened the glass door after the smoke dissipated. At this time, Ma Xiaotao and Zhang Jiali were chatting about some household matters, mostly about the noodle shop.
"Miss Zhang, do you smoke?" Qin Nan asked.
"You're not smoking, what's wrong?" Zhang Jiali looked at Qin Nan doubtfully.
"I saw a lot of cigarette butts in the ashtray on the balcony, so I just asked." Qin Nan said with a smile.
"My husband used to like to smoke on the balcony the most, so I put an ashtray there, and my dad also smoked," Zhang Jiali said.
Qin Nan nodded thoughtfully.
"Ms. Zhang, Gu Yue said that you often receive some express delivery. Why?" Qin Nan asked.
"I don't know...sometimes, when I cut my hand while cutting vegetables at home, I couldn't find a hemostatic patch at home. It didn't take long for a takeaway errand to bring me a hemostatic patch. You see."
Zhang Jiali stretched out the cut finger and then continued:
"Many times, I feel that my husband has never left. He seems to have always been by my side, just in another way."
Qin Nan and Ma Xiaotao sighed helplessly, not knowing how to tell Zhang Jiali.
However, once the murderer who used an ax to chop people is caught, there should be a reasonable explanation for all this.
"Miss Zhang, please be careful lately and don't be too sad. We are going back to the police station. Let's talk another day," Qin Nan said.
"Okay, I'll see you off, and I'll go downstairs to throw out some trash." Zhang Jiali stood up and said with a smile.
Immediately, Zhang Jiali sent Qin Nan and Ma Xiaotao downstairs. After seeing them walking away, they came to the trash can not far away.
The moment Zhang Jiali threw the garbage in and turned around, a golden hair weighing fifty or sixty pounds rushed in front of Zhang Jiali, scaring her so much that she screamed,
What she is most afraid of is this kind of large dog.
"What are you doing, what are you calling, you're scaring our little baby to death!" At this time, a white-haired aunt in her sixties came over from not far away.
"Ah, walking, why are you walking the dog without a leash..." Zhang Jiali said in a panic.
"My dog doesn't bite, so why does it need a leash? Why don't you panic? Apologize to our baby quickly, you scared her!" the aunt pointed at her and said.
Immediately, the golden retriever also barked at Zhang Jiali. Zhang Jiali backed away in fear and ran towards her residential building without looking back.
"No quality! Bah!" The white-haired aunt touched the golden retriever's head and said comfortingly:
"Baby be good, baby be good, let's not argue with people like this. Let's go home and eat big chicken drumsticks tonight, okay?"
"Woof woof!!!"
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Qin Nan returned to the police station and told Song Yi the results of today's investigation. Song Yi shook his head after hearing this, thinking that this case was very strange.
While Qin Nan was smoking, Ma Xiaotao also asked Zhang Jiali to produce Zhou Junjie's death certificate, which further confirmed the fact that Zhou Junjie was dead and put the case into difficulty.
When Qin Nan returned home in the evening, Wu Haotian had already prepared a table of meals, and Zeng Li and the others were still lying on the bed as before.
"Let's go! My cousin is back, dinner is ready!" Zeng Li rushed out of the room first, followed closely by Mo Dan.
"Wow! Brother Haotian has become very good at cooking recently. Fried chicken tenders, pizza, braised beef, garlic oysters... I can't do it anymore. I want to change a bowl." Zeng Li picked up the small bowl in front of her and walked to the kitchen.
He filled a bowl full of rice with the big bowl he usually eats noodles in. If he remembered correctly, Zeng Li's usual appetite was only two small bowls, but this noodle bowl was as much as four bowls of rice.
After Mo Dan saw Zeng Li change the bowl for eating noodles, he immediately found a stainless steel basin in the kitchen, which was only a little bigger than Zeng Li's.
"Cousin, I think our family should buy a new rice cooker. The current one is too small, not enough for the four of us." Zeng Li quickly scooped up a spoonful of curry and said.
Qin Nan looked at the pot in the kitchen. It was indeed a bit small. Then he suddenly thought of something. He hurried to the kitchen and looked into the pot. Only two small bowls of rice were left.
On weekdays, Wu Haotian had to eat two bowls of rice, which was obviously not enough. Qin Nan sighed, and then cooked a bowl of noodles by himself, mixed with braised beef...
"Cousin, when can we go to that self-service barbecue restaurant again?" Zeng Li said while eating rice.
"Before the Chinese New Year, aren't you tired of talking about it?" Qin Nan asked with a frown.
"It's okay, but that store is really good. I miss the grilled oysters again. I will always eat that next time I go there!" Zeng Li said.
Not long after, they finished their meal and lay down on the sofa. Wu Haotian put away the dishes and chopsticks. Qin Nan originally wanted to learn Taekwondo after the beginning of this year.
But since he had the fever, this matter has been forgotten by him...
At this time, Zhang Jiali’s community...
"Baby, where have you been? Don't scare mom!" The white-haired aunt looked around in the garden of the community.
"Brother, have you seen my baby?" the white-haired aunt said to a young man.
"Auntie, how old is the child?" the young man asked.
"Only four years old, about this tall..." Auntie compared her height and said.
"Auntie, go over there and take a look. There are a group of children playing on the slide over there," the young man said.
Then the white-haired aunt ran towards the slide, but still didn't see her baby.
At the same time, a man in black took the golden retriever back to his home, and the golden retriever was packed in a black plastic bag.
He revealed the golden retriever's head, which was currently sleeping.
The man in black pulled out the golden retriever's tongue. He pulled out a knife from somewhere and cut off the golden retriever's tongue. The blood kept flowing.
The man in black chuckled, then threw the tongue into his trash can, then put the golden retriever into a plastic bag and dragged it up to the roof.
The man in black looked downstairs. At this time, the aunt was looking for her dog. The man in black grinned and threw the golden retriever off the roof with a strong throw.
"Baby, where are you?" the aunt shouted anxiously.
"Boom..." At this time, there was a loud noise.
A pack of black plastic bags fell in front of the aunt, who was so frightened that she sat directly on the ground.
When people around saw the loud noise coming from here, they all walked towards Auntie.
"Auntie, are you okay?" a girl asked.
"No, it's okay..." The aunt said it was okay, but at this moment her whole body was shaking violently, as if she was scared away.
"His grandma, that turtle grandson..." Auntie cursed softly, as if she had just come to her senses.
"Hey, you're so unqualified! It's upstairs! What if this thing hits someone?" an uncle shouted upwards.
When the residents of this building saw someone falling from a height, they closed their curtains for fear of getting into trouble.
The white-haired aunt swallowed, calmed down, then stood up and cursed upstairs:
"What unqualified bitch, don't let me catch you, or I'll make you walk around without food."
Although the aunt said this, her feet were shaking constantly.
"What kind of thing is thrown here..." At this time, an uncle slowly walked to the black plastic bag. He looked up again, as if he was afraid of throwing something else upstairs.
He knelt down, unknotted the plastic bag, and then opened it bit by bit.
When he saw a bloody dog head, he was so frightened that he sat on the ground.
"What is this?" At this time, the security guard of the community also came over.
When he saw a dog inside the plastic bag, his eyes widened and he said with a trembling voice:
"Whose dog is this?"
The white-haired aunt also stopped cursing. After hearing the noise here, she looked towards the security uncle. When she saw the yellow dog head,
Auntie's pupils were trembling, and tears flowed down her face.
"My child!!!"
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[Author's digression]: The event in this chapter is January 14th