Eight Fresh Soup

Chapter 33 She's at the scene (1)
Gao Jing always arrives at my house on meal time, and today is no exception. When he came, I was drinking my porridge.

"Are you feeling better?" he asked as soon as he entered the room.I saw him holding two sandwiches in his hands, and he had to eat double every time he ate a sandwich.

"Much better," I replied.

He came over and touched my forehead naturally, I didn't move away, just looked at him.

"Why are you free to visit me today?" I asked him.

He sat across from me, smiled and said, "Didn't I say I would come to see you today?" He paused, and then said, "Of course, I still have a few questions for you."

I knew it was no good for him to find me, the true nature of the police!

"Ask." I said not so enthusiastically.

"Are you still uncomfortable? What's wrong?" He asked as he took out a box of brownies from his pocket and put them in front of me. "Last time I saw you ate it, and I just saw it at the convenience store below. Just bought it."

I picked up the chocolate and smelled it, and my heart overflowed with joy, so I asked him, "Would you like a cup of hot milk tea?"

"Okay," he said immediately.

Looks like he's going to have dinner with me.

I made him a big cup of milk tea and sat opposite him.

"Ask any questions you have." I said lazily.

He suddenly pulled the chair and moved from opposite to mine.

"What are you doing?" I looked at him suspiciously.

"My ears are a little hard recently, let me get closer to you, I'm afraid I'll miss something..." He looked at me with piercing eyes, and seeing that I didn't object, he dragged the chair closer to me , now, I feel like we're sitting next to each other on the same bench in the park, and then I see him laugh.

"Okay, then you can start asking." I also started to laugh, thinking that the two of us are really stupid.

He nodded, and then changed his serious and businesslike expression to ask: "Did you know those people yesterday?"

"I don't know each other. You should have investigated their identities, right?" I said while drinking porridge, while he sat next to me eating his sandwich and drinking hot milk tea.

"It has been investigated, and the identity is no problem." He said.

"Then what kind of poison did Chai Ying die from?" I asked him.

"Am I asking you, or are you asking me?" He tilted his head to look at me.I raised my head from the porridge bowl and looked at him, reminding him with my eyes that he is sitting in my chair and drinking my milk tea. He probably understood what I meant, hesitated for a while, and then reluctantly said Answer: "Insecticide concentrate."

"When did the murderer poison it?" I asked.

"It should be when you are eating."

That is to say, the murderer was among those few people from yesterday?Startled by the thought, I asked, "Why do you say that? Have you found poison in our food?"

He didn't answer, it was the default.

"So... where was the pesticide found?" I asked him again.

He stared into my eyes.

"Guess," he said.

"Could it be in the hot sauce?" I said.

He looked at me in surprise.

"Yes, it's in hot sauce. How did you guess that?"

"Last night, she was eating chili sauce alone. The chili sauce has a strong garlic smell, and I definitely won't eat it. Zhang Ximin said that she has a cold, so she probably wouldn't eat something that gets angry. I haven't seen any other Humans eat chili sauce.” I recalled the scene yesterday when Chai Ying dipped the red wine chicken in the chili sauce dish with chopsticks.

"But we were on a blind date yesterday." I said.

"so what?"

"Most people wouldn't bring pesticides on a blind date."

He got my point.

"Yeah, so premeditated murder," he said, calmly biting a sandwich, with one arm casually draped over the back of the chair behind me, "that is, the murderer had already I plan to kill Chai Ying."

"The murderer has two opportunities to poison, one is before we arrive, we arrive about 5 minutes later than the men, if the murderer arrives first or the first, he has a chance to poison the hot sauce without causing others The second opportunity is during the fashion show, because the surroundings are dark and everyone's attention is on the stage, so he may also poison without anyone noticing." I analyzed.

"But the question is, how can the murderer be sure that other people don't eat hot sauce? If he poisoned it in the first place, it means that he already knew everyone present, and he is familiar with all of your eating habits, especially The victim, but if the murderer really knew the deceased so well, there was no need for him to poison on such an occasion. He could have found a better and more concealed opportunity to kill. For example, he could ambush the deceased on the road that the deceased must pass to carry out a close-range assassination , so that it can be disguised as robbery and murder. In short, I think it is too risky to do so. Take my best colleague as an example. Even if I eat with him every day, I know he doesn’t eat hot sauce, but I can’t guarantee it , one day he will have a sudden whim and want to try hot sauce..."

"Ah!" I called out.

"What's the matter?" Gao Jing was taken aback and stopped his high-spirited speech.

"I ate chili sauce yesterday." I bit my chopsticks and looked at him, "Just a little bit."

He laughed and said: "That means the murderer didn't inject the poison at the beginning. He injected it halfway. Just a little bit of that concentrated agent can kill instantly, and he should know its performance very well."

"It seems so." I nodded in agreement.

"Did you talk about anything in particular last night?" he asked me.

"There is only one topic related to Chai Ying. It is about a news report she made not long ago. You should have heard of it. It is the death of Butterfly Valley." I said while chewing on the delicious shrimp.

"Butterfly Valley?" He didn't know it, and looked confused, "Is it a place name?"

"Have you never read a newspaper? You are too ignorant!"

"I just didn't look very carefully." He said while bumping my knee lightly with his knee, "tell me about it."

I found out that since I had him play my boyfriend for 10 minutes last night, he's been so daring, he's actually bumping into my knee.Why should I accept this kind of ambiguous intimacy?I got angry when I thought of this, I turned my head and gave him a blank look, and deliberately dragged the chair out a little, and when I looked back at him again, he had a hurt expression on his face.

I ignored him, and told him the "Butterfly Valley Elopement Death Incident" as if nothing had happened, and gave him the printout of the press release.

He temporarily forgot about the blow he received, put down his sandwich and studied the typed manuscript seriously for more than ten minutes.

"What do you think?" I asked him after he finished reading.

"Wang Chengbing here is in the same university as yesterday's Wang Qingsheng, X University. Moreover, Wang Chengbing said in the article that before he left, he had met a teacher Wang and asked him about the characteristics of butterflies. Wang Chengbing should I would not ask teachers in the art department about this, and Wang Qingsheng is from the biology department, so I suspect that Wang Qingsheng is the teacher Wang that Wang Chengbing said. I have to investigate." He looked straight ahead and said.

"Well, I thought so too. Any more?"

"Not yet. What about you, what do you see?" He looked at me and asked.

"Wang Chengbing said in his diary that he regretted this adventure and wanted to ask for help, but there were few people there and no one could help him. But didn't he have a phone? He could call the nearby 110 for help."

"Maybe the signal is bad and the phone can't get through."

"But he had called Chai Ying for help before, and the phone was connected. According to Chai Ying's news report, Wang Chengbing should have called her the day before the accident. At that time, he should also be in the valley. If that At that time, even long-distance calls can be made, and there is no reason why the nearby 110 cannot be reached."

"Maybe the battery is out."

"It's not such a coincidence." I said.

"Sometimes there are such coincidences," but he thought for a while and then said, "Well, let me check his call records first."

"Okay, let me know the result." I continued to drink my porridge slowly.

He looked at the water dispenser in my house, stared blankly for a while, and then gnawed on the sandwich.

"Recall now, when was the last time you saw Chai Ying alive?" he asked me.

"It was the beginning of the fashion show, and I asked her if I could go first, and she told me to wait until it was over. I'm sure it was her voice, and she was still alive," I said.

"How long was the fashion show?"

"About 10 minutes." I think it's really long.

"Is it dark in the lobby all this time?"

"Yes, but certainly not blind."

"Did you notice what other people were doing when you were talking to her?"

"Teacher Wang is eating, has been eating, he doesn't seem to be interested in fashion shows; that Cai Sheng is eating and stopping, sometimes eating, sometimes watching performances; as for the bank clerk Yue Fei, for a while, He looked at Chai Ying with a fierce look." Now I just shudder when I think of the expression of this honest bank clerk at that time.

"After you finished talking with Chai Ying, what did she do?"

"She was concentrating on watching the fashion show. She seemed to like it very much. Actually, I didn't pay much attention. I was thinking about the rain outside." Gao Jing didn't know. At that time, I was considering whether to call him , told him to pick me up.

"What about Zhang Ximin?" Gao Jing asked.

"She went out once, probably to make a phone call. When she came back, she said it was raining."

"What else do you see?" he continued.

"That Yue Fei came up to me and talked to me. He asked me if he could drive me home. He also said that his driving skills are very good, and the performance of the car is also very good." I said, wondering if it could be him?Chai Ying was right next to me, he turned sideways when he came over, his huge body just blocked my sight, and I didn't look at him, he had a chance to poison.

Gao Jing didn't speak up right away, but from his expression, he knew he was thinking the same question as me.

"And then?" After a while, he continued to ask.

"It was gone after that. When the light came on, I suddenly heard a scream, and then I felt Chai Ying's head fall on my shoulder, and then I passed out. By the way, when did you arrive?" I said Looking back at him, he asked.

"I don't have such a good life as you. I read the newspaper and ate instant noodles in the small convenience store next to the hotel. After receiving the call to the police, I passed by. As soon as I entered, I saw you passed out on the ground. I arranged for my subordinates to question those people. , and then I’ll take you home.” He stuffed the last bite of the sandwich into his mouth, and I found a little bit of salad dressing on the corner of his mouth, so I found a napkin to wipe it off for him, and I thought I did it naturally , didn't even beat his heart, but he seemed to have been greatly shocked. He stared at me for a while, then suddenly leaned his head on my shoulder, and asked softly: "Well, then, that Chai Ying fell down like this. Are you here?" His voice trembled a little.

I looked back at him without answering.

He was so close to me, didn't speak, closed his eyes, I saw his eyelashes trembling slightly, I felt like a spoiled child now, I really wanted to touch his face and kiss him, but in the end Still held back.Since he never said anything, I can only take this as an unconscious move on his part.He rubbed his head on my shoulder for a while, as if he was thinking about what to do next, and seemed to be waiting for my response, so I shrugged my shoulders and reminded him: "Hey, it's so heavy." Looking up, I saw that his face was flushed.

"Is there anything else you want to ask?" I asked him.

He smiled embarrassedly and said, "I'll think about it."

"Then you should think about it." I had already finished eating, so I stood up and put away the dirty bowls into the kitchen.

He followed me into the kitchen.

"How did you people get called?" he asked.

"Zhang Ximin found it on the Internet." I replied.

"Didn't you say that the relationship between the two of them is not good?"

"I heard that enemies have turned into friends now. Because there was a man who vacillated between them, and later that man found someone else to marry, so they became comrades in the trenches." I said while washing the dishes.

He looked at my back silently, as if thinking about something.

After a while, he said: "I have to go back and sort out the conversation notes."

Gao Jing stayed at my house for more than an hour before he was called away by a phone call.Before leaving, he kept telling me to think about every detail that happened that night before going to bed: "Any detail is fine, no matter how small, just tell me as soon as you think of it, my phone is open 24 hours a day, you know Yes." I listened to him patiently, then smiled and sent him out, and then I breathed a sigh of relief.I don't know why, but when I'm with him today, I feel a little inexplicably nervous, which makes me feel a little uncomfortable.

After he left, in order to get rid of his image in my mind, I immediately turned on the computer and logged on to Chai Ying's blog.

Chai Ying's blog can basically be said to be a collection of her own press releases.There is hardly a single article about her private life in it, only press releases and news photos, and there are advertisements soliciting news leads.

"I am a reporter for the weekly "Big News", and now I am soliciting news clues from the whole society. If you encounter any difficulties, if any interesting things happen around you, if you want to achieve some special wishes, please do not hesitate. Contact me immediately, and with the conscience of a dedicated journalist, I will do everything in my power to help you."

This advertisement told me that Chai Ying set up this blog for the purpose of work, one is to expand her influence, and the other is to collect news leads.She is such a workaholic.

I quickly found the news report in the catalogue, "The first love couple elopes to Butterfly Valley and encounters a catastrophe". At the end of the article, there are five photos of the scene that were not published in the weekly magazine.One is Wang Chengbing's mother standing outside the small thatched shed, covering her face and crying, while Wang Chengbing's father is standing with a women's leather bag in his hand, smoking a cigarette silently with his head bowed.Wang Chengbing's mother was holding a plastic bag in her hand. Under the sunlight, I could vaguely see the contents of the plastic bag, a piece of toothpaste, two toothbrushes, a small jar of what looked like Pond's moisturizer, and There is... it seems to be... a mobile phone!
I went on to look at the next photo. The women’s bag in Wang Chengbing’s father’s hand was hanging on Wang Chengbing’s mother’s wrist. She was rummaging through the bag to find something. Compared with my mobile phone, even though there is a layer of plastic film, I can still recognize it as the same one at a glance.But the phone seemed wet with some mud on it.Not far away, there were a few people who looked like staff members whispering to each other.

The third photo is a solo photo of Mi Xiaochun's brother.Mi Xiaochun's elder brother is a middle-aged man, his thin and old face is covered with wrinkles. He is wearing a gray shirt, with a cigarette between his scorched fingers, and he is staring blankly in a certain direction. In the camera, behind him is the small hut where Wang Chengbing and Mi Xiaochun's corpses were buried.There is a photo in his shirt pocket, and if you look carefully, it should be a single photo of a girl. He also has a red backpack that doesn't match him, with a smile on it printed on it. Mickey Mouse.

The fourth photo is a landscape photo of the environment near the small grass shed.The place where the hut is located is a clearing in the valley, with a stream in front, a dense forest behind, and a fallen tree in front of the hut.

The fifth photo is also a landscape photo, which I can say is the most beautiful of all these press photos.Beside the dense forest, the leaves glowing with blue-gray sway in the wind. Not far away is a stream that shimmers like a silver ribbon. Beside the stream is an unnamed wild flower, blue, Red and white, everything is available, but their delicacy is far inferior to the thrilling beauty created by thousands of butterflies dancing in midair.

I don't know anything about the species of butterflies, I just know that they are so beautiful. At that moment, I understood why Chai Ying took this photo.I believe that anyone who is deeply trapped in the reinforced concrete city will not be able to help pressing the shutter when seeing this glamorous scene, wanting to keep this moment forever. I can imagine Chai Ying's mood when she stood there and witnessed this scene, She must have been stunned by the beauty in front of her eyes, so she had no choice but to find the camera right away...the grass shed was in the corner of the photo.

wait!what happened?How is this going?I found a magnifying glass.

what!How is this going?

I quickly found the press printout and read it again.

As I watched, I felt chills in my heart.Is it so?Is it so?

My God, Chai Ying, my God...

I feel a headache.

The next morning, Xiaofen called me on the QQ chat machine.

"Mo, I found something." She typed.

"Really? Send it to me quickly."

She pasted the original text from the Sina help forum and sent it to me.

The original text of the help post was surprisingly short: "I am a butterfly lover. I am planning to go to the legendary 'Butterfly Valley' with my girlfriend to find a rare butterfly. Now I want to sell all my belongings to raise travel expenses. Please help. The guitar is 2000 yuan , 3000 yuan for 50 books and picture albums, 30 yuan for computers, [-] yuan for beds, and [-] yuan for desks. Please contact me if you are interested.”

"Is that all?" I asked looking at the few help posts.

"Yes." Xiaofen talked a lot on the phone, but once she switched to the Internet, she seemed taciturn and cherished words like gold.

I read it twice and found nothing special, so I changed the subject.

"I've read that "Sow Pig." I typed angrily.

Xiaofen sent me a laughing emoji.

"She's too much," I complained.

"Don't bother with the dead," she advised.

"I don't want to, but she is too much, why tell me about me and Liang Yongsheng? Fortunately, she is dead, otherwise if Liang Yongsheng finds out, do you think he will settle accounts with her!" I typed a series of words, Still feeling out of sorts.

"Hug, hug." Xiaofen comforted.

"Have you read the last chapter?"

"I've seen it. It seems to be called 'Character determines destiny', right?"

(End of this chapter)