Ma Wanyuan became a little excited. With a violent cough, he grabbed Zhao Kang's shoulder and asked, "Where is he?"
There was a hint of sympathy in Zhao Kang's eyes, "Mr. Ma, you'd better see for yourself..."
squeak!
The door to the private room was opened, and the lights inside were dim. A smell of alcohol hit the room, and in the smell of alcohol, there was a faint smell of blood mixed with it.
The expression on Ma Wanyuan's face was almost collapsed. He turned his head with a stiff neck and looked into the depths of the dimly lit private room. Suddenly, the muscles on his face began to twitch.
Ma Xinlan and Hu Qiang also looked into the depths of the private room together. Hu Qiang remained silent. Although he, Ma Cheng and Ma Gong were also cousins, they never regarded him as a cousin. Among the three brothers and sisters, only
Ma Xinlan gave him respect.
The expression on Ma Xinlan's face also became solemn, and a touch of sadness emerged in the center of her forehead. Although she and her two brothers had never been on good terms, they were biological siblings after all. When it came time to say goodbye, she still couldn't help but feel pain in her heart.
stand up.
A large white cloth covered the floor in the middle of the private room, with faint red blood stains smearing through the white cloth.
"Director Zhao, this..."
Tears had already flowed down his cheeks, and Ma Wanyuan's voice was already trembling. He was trembling all over. He wanted to take a step forward, but he couldn't get in. He had already expected something. He was not worried about the person under the white cloth.
He died because of Ma Cheng, but because he was afraid that that person was his son.
Zhao Kang said: "Mr. Ma, please go in and take a look first."
Ma Wanyuan staggered and almost fell down. Ma Xinlan and Hu Qiang quickly supported him, "Dad..."
"uncle!"
Ma Xinlan and Hu Qiang each shouted. Ma Wanyuan turned around with a stiff neck, looked at Ma Xinlan and said: "Xinlan, your eldest brother..."
Ma Xinlan's voice was also choked, "Dad, don't worry, maybe that person is not the eldest brother, it may be Director Zhao and the others..."
Ma Xinlan couldn't speak anymore, tears already welled up in her eyes.
Ma Wanyuan sighed heavily and said, "Xinlan, go take a look for dad..." The tears fell more violently, crossing the old cheeks and falling to the ground.
The saddest thing in the world is when a white-haired person gives a black-haired person a gift...
"Um."
Ma Xinlan responded with a heavy sound and walked into the private room. Every time the high roots on her feet landed on the ground, they made a heavy sound, thump, thump, thump... Every sound was like stepping on the bottom of the heart, echoing.
The pain was unbearable.
In front of the white cloth, Ma Xinlan squatted down and took a deep breath, as if to calm herself down. She pulled a corner of the white cloth and gently opened it, revealing Ma Cheng's pale cheek due to excessive blood loss.
In front of his eyes, there was no longer the vitality of the past, and the slightly gray skin was completely lifeless.
"elder brother……"
Ma Xinlan shouted softly, and the expression on her face twitched violently. She covered her mouth, her body trembled frequently, tears overflowed from her eyes, and flowed down her face full of sadness.
Bata, bah...
The tears rolled down and hit the ground drop by drop. The crystal tears suddenly broke into countless petals.
"Xinlan, yes, is he your brother?"
At the door, Ma Wanyuan never walked in. His voice was a little hoarse, and he felt exhausted when he spoke.
"Um……"
Ma Xinlan just responded without speaking or looking back.
Ma Wanyuan at the door immediately collapsed and sat on the ground. His eyes were empty and lifeless. Hu Qiang hurriedly knelt down to take care of him.
After a long time, Ma Wanyuan raised his head and looked at Zhao Kang with a sad and stiff expression, "Director Zhao, who did this?"
There was no ripple in his words, just like asking Zhao Kang what he had for dinner, but behind this calmness, there was a monstrous murderous aura. When he was young, Ma Wanyuan was a hot-blooded man who killed people in all directions.
Now that he is at an advanced age, his own son has been killed, and this hatred has already exploded in his heart.
kill!
revenge!
This was the only thought in Ma Wanyuan's heart. Even if it cost him his life and wealth, he would not hesitate to do so.
Zhao Kang could understand Ma Wanyuan's mood at this time and said: "Mr. Ma, we have found the murderer. I hope you can be mentally prepared. This person is not someone else, but..."
Zhao Kang's tone changed slightly, the sadness on Ma Wanyuan's face turned into deep confusion, and Hu Qiang also raised his head in confusion.
"It's your second son Ma Gong." Zhao Kang finished.
"Ma Gong..."
Ma Wanyuan repeated in disbelief, "How could it be him? He had a problem with his brother, but it's not like..."
Ma Wanyuan stood up from the ground and glared at Zhao Kang with an angry look, "Director Zhao, you must take responsibility for what you said! My son is dead, please stop framing my other son. Who is it?"
Tell me who did it!"
Ma Wanyuan stared with a pair of eyes, filled with murderous intent for a moment. His face was twisted with anger, and the murderous look in his eyes made him feel like he was back in his youth, holding a short knife in his hand.
A man who dared to fight dozens of people and built a huge family fortune with just one hand.
Zhao Kang is just the director of a local police station with a low official rank, but he has an absolutely calm mind. He has been a policeman for so many years and has come into contact with all kinds of people. Ma Wanyuan's rage and ferociousness at this time were already beyond his expectation.
among.
Zhao Kang waited for a few seconds, waiting for Ma Wanyuan to calm down a little, and then said to the men behind him: "Take Mr. Ma to the monitoring room."
Hu Qiang supported Ma Wanyuan and came to the monitoring room. Ma Xinlan still stayed in the private room with her deceased brother.
Ma Cheng's fatal injury was on his chest, where an artery was severed by a wine bottle. In addition to his chest, there were seven or eight injuries on his body.
Fingerprint collection at the scene has yielded the final result. Ma Gong’s intact fingerprints were found on the wine bottle used as the murder weapon. Coupled with the surveillance footage and authentication in the control room, even though Ma Wanyuan was unwilling to accept this reality, Ma Cheng
His death is indeed what Ma Gong said. One of his sons killed another son and let him, the white-haired man, give away the black-haired man.
In the monitoring room, Ma Wanyuan collapsed on the spot. He coughed violently, tears welled up in his eyes, and his old cheeks could no longer be described as sad. His roaring cry alarmed everyone present. He raised his head and asked loudly:
"Oh my god, why on earth is this, why are you doing this to me!"
In the private room, Ma Xinlan was sitting on the floor. There was a knock on the door, but she didn't react at all. Someone came in and put a big hand on her shoulder, "This..."
Lin Kun couldn't believe what he saw before him. He didn't have a good impression of Ma Cheng, but he never expected that he would die so suddenly.
When Ma Xinlan heard Lin Kun's voice, she slowly turned around... (To be continued)