Chapter 32:

Due to some reasons, a large number of users suddenly cannot open the web page to visit this site today. Please book friends to remember the domain name of this site EbookFREE.me (the first letter of literature + org point com, EbookFREE.me) to find the way home!
The white light was shining in the small hall, and the little girl in the princess dress was silent, and Zhen Yi and Cui Fei stood by the door, and neither face had the initial wave of emotion, like a mask Expressionless face.
Is it just the beginning? But Cui Fei was already tired:
"Okay. What next?"
"Let the cousin and aunt come over," Zhen Yi said coldly, "I will tell you exactly what to do?"
Cui Fei quickly went downstairs.
All around quiet, Zhen Yi stood expressionlessly at the door, and for a second, another second, his expression gradually loosened.
She raised her eyes and no one was around.
Looking back at the little girl in the room, suddenly the mood was complicated and he wanted to get sick. She closed the door and stood alone in the corridor, breathing deeply against the wall, feeling sick, and despising herself.
Alcohol made her brain dizzy, and she had a headache that made her unable to think normally. In any case, for the sake of grandpa, she did not retreat. If there is karma, just report it to her!
Yao Feng's pretense of pretending to be mentally ill has not happened, if everyone said that Grandpa pretends to be? What's more, if there is a good thing, the media maliciously speculates that the old man molested children?
She dare not think about it.
Or, leave a few loopholes for the police to finally catch them?
Soon there were footsteps on the stairs.
Aunt and Qi Xingyuan followed Cui Fei upstairs.
The aunt was in tears, and when she saw Zhen Yi, she held her hand tightly: "Good intentions, you can do this for grandpa, aunt thank you, thank you."
Zhen Yi didn't make a sound, silently withdrew her hand.
The four went to the small living room opposite the incident room. Zhen Yi did not delay, and asked directly: "I am not very familiar with this neighborhood. Do you know anything more hidden? The later she was discovered, the more you advantageous."
Cui Fei and her aunt looked at Qi Xingyuan together.
Qi Xingyuan lowered his head and frowned deeply. He could see that he was suffering. He didn't speak for a long time, and he sighed helplessly for a long time: "There is a wetland park 10 kilometers west, and there are very few people."
"Wetland Park?" Zhen asked.
Cui Fei interjected: "There are many quagmire in the wetland and few people go. She is not easy to be found."
"Okay, right here." Zhen Yi said.
However, after a few seconds, her face sullen, shook her head, and firmly said: "No."
"why?"
"How to send the little girl over? Bicycle, motorcycle, or car?" Zhen Yi sneered. "They will all leave ruts. Because there are fewer people going, the police will be more likely to collect and investigate. Although it is likely that she will be caught a long time later. Found, but what if it was discovered soon? Before the rut disappeared. "
Cui Fei froze for a moment and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with a tissue. Then I realized that, as Zhen Yi said, everything was just the beginning. How could it be so simple to deal with corpses?
"Choose another place." Zhen Yi suddenly weakened, said.
Qi Xingyuan held his forehead:
"5 kilometers to the south is South Zhongshan, a place where many families and company groups organize employees to climb, but there is no one at night."
Zhen Yi nodded: "What about camping enthusiasts?"
Qi Xingyuan did not expect this, saying, "Our country doesn't seem to like camping very much."
"Can't rule it out."
Cui Fei: "Will it be seen? What should I do? This will not work, nor will it work."
"Dress up as a camper or climber. If you meet someone, just stay on the mountain; if not, come back immediately."
Cui Fei wondered: "Go with the baby?"
Zhen Yi shook her head: "Put the child in a suitcase or backpack and dress up as a camper, it won't cause any doubt. Remember, neither suitcase nor backpack will be left at the scene."
"I know this."
"Besides this, special care should be taken when choosing luggage. The simpler the better. Do n’t have bits and pieces such as cords and accessories on the surface. They may be scratched by branches and left on the corpse site; do n’t have them in the box, otherwise It will rub on the child. Therefore, it is best to wrap the child in a plastic bag and put it in the box, and then recycle the plastic bag. "
Zhen Yi finished quietly, adding a sentence, "Remember to wear gloves, and don't scratch the plastic bag."
Cui Fei kept in mind and nodded: "I will go now. Rest assured, I will clean up the traces on the child. I will put water to clean her."
Zhen Yi interrupted: "Do not use soap, shower gel, shampoo, don't use anything."
Suddenly, Cui Fei wrote down again: "Okay. After washing, wrap with bath towels, and then use plastic bags, bags, and set off."
"Good." Zhen Yi said.
Cui Fei got up and turned back: "Nothing else?"
Zhen Yi pursed her lips slightly, lowered her eyes, and said softly, "No more."
Seeing that everyone was going to act, Zhen Yi suddenly raised her eyes, and was extremely cold,
"Wait a minute, it's not over yet." She stared at the void. "There is one more important thing."
"what's up?"
"The scars on Ai Xiaoying's head were smashed out with bookweights," she said. "The rare bookweights sent to you at the birthday banquet."
"Many people have seen this book town today. Because it is so rare, there may be people taking pictures on the Internet."
In the large living room, the death was quiet, the lights were brilliant, and the faces of several people were as pale as ghosts.
Cui Fei said softly: "What does it matter?"
"Forensic personnel can infer the angle and rough weight of the murder weapon based on the size, angle, and depression of her head." Zhen Yi looked at her, her eyes as quiet as a black hole, with a strange cold, "So, Do you understand me?"
It seems as if the cavity is overcast.
Cui Fei slumped on the sofa, only to feel horrified. "You mean, you want to reopen." She covered her mouth and felt sick, "Do you want to smash her head again?"
Zhen Yi's eyes were hollow, as if she had no soul.
Qi Xingyuan listened, and his face was distorted in pain.
But everyone has no other choice.
Cui Fei said: "After Xingyuan goes up the mountain, use the stones on the mountain to deal with it. Without further ado, let's act."
Zhen Yi refused to participate, and the other three divided. Cui Fei cleans Ai Xiaoying, her aunt prepares luggage, and Qi Xingyuan looks for the car and equipment.
In less than half an hour, Qi Xingyuan drove out alone.
Cui Feili stood at night, watching her husband go away, watching for a long time. The thin figure carries a lot of unidentified emotions, hesitating, restless, uneasy, sad ...
Zhen Yi stood at the door and thought blankly. Unfortunately, suddenly came, and Cui Fei can only do this, maintaining her home, like instinct.
Cui Fei stood for a while and went back to the house to clean up the room with her mother.
Zhen Yi was sitting alone in the living room downstairs. She only serves as a staff member and does not participate in any actual operations.
The living room was empty, leaving her alone. The precautions gradually dissipated, his eyes gradually focused, and he became confused again.
She leaned back on the sofa sluggishly and made her sick. Dizzy, and his eyes were swollen. She was exhausted and squinted to rest for a while.
In the hazy, it seemed to see Ai Xiaoying's head was smashed, flesh and blood standing in front of her vaguely, reaching for her.
She awakened abruptly, her heartbeat was violent and painful, she panicked and looked around, and she was still alone in the living room. The clock is pointing at 2:30 in the morning,
At this time, the car rang from the courtyard.
Zhen Yi sat down quickly and thought Qi Xingyuan was back. It was indeed Qi Mian who opened the door!
What's the fun here at this time? !
Zhen Yi didn't go too far, she was in a bad mood and didn't want to say hello to him.
Qi Mian came back from clubbing. Seeing Zhen Yi was a little surprised. After all, there is generally no one here. He came back to the Imperial City temporarily yesterday and didn't want to stay in a hotel.
He thought he understood, and said happily: "Auntie, why are you still in your brother-in-law's private villa so late? Wouldn't it be for an appointment?"
Zhen Yi really wanted to push him into the toilet.
His eyes were frivolous. At that time, the young Cui Fei became the third child and married Qi Xingyuan, who was about the same age as her father. Several of the latter's children despise it, and naturally thinks that Xiaosan's cousin can't take it seriously.
Zhen Yi shut her mouth tightly and ignored it.
Qi Mian worked harder: "I heard that you are also a character who likes to play. My dad is old, what fun is it? Fun with people of the same age, my friend has not gone far, and played the game of" Shuanglong Xizhu " Okay? "He thought Zhen Yi couldn't understand the yellow words.
Zhen Yi raised her eyelids, glanced at his crotch, and said, "Before playing, let me see your" Shuangzhu Xilong "first."
Qi Mian's expression was dazzling.
Zhen Yi changed her mouth again: "Wrong, it's not a dragon, I'm afraid it's an earthworm. Oh, I'm not interested anymore."
Qi Mian's face was red and white, and he had no language ability to refute.
Zhen Yi stood up and said coolly: "When I came out to mix, the chrysanthemum was just a plant!" She turned around and walked a few steps without forgetting to look back. Her thumb and index finger formed a very thin circle, which was very arrogant. Sway.
She did not walk a few steps, Cui Fei and her aunt went downstairs, and saw Qi Mian, both stunned.
Qi Mian is strange: "Why are you here too?"
The voice fell, and the car sounded again outside the house. This time, Qi Xingyuan returned.
Cui Fei was shocked and went to meet him immediately, but Qi Xingyuan had already entered the door. Cui Fei grabbed him at the entrance, still holding camping equipment and luggage!
The aunt also caught up and took her body out of sight.
No one spoke, but the atmosphere was weird and subtle, and he was nervous.
"Dad?" Qi Mian probed curiously, and at this moment, another suspicious voice came suddenly behind him: "Dad, Mom, what are you doing at the door so late?"
The three at the door were shocked.
Qi Miao holding the glass, standing doubtfully by the stairs: "Why did Qi Mian also come?"
Cui Fei was almost soulless, trying to squeeze out her smile: "Qi Miao, when did you come?"
Qi Miao smiled attentively and seemed to like this little mother who was a few years younger than herself: "I went back to the Imperial City this morning and didn't want to live in a hotel, so I lived in a resort."
Cui Fei laughed: "Why don't you go home? It's remote, there are no servants, and it's inconvenient to take care of."
"Can I go home?" Qi Miao was pleasantly surprised. It can be seen that her illegitimate daughter was not allowed to return to her home in Nancheng District of Qi's family.
Cui Fei didn't answer with a smile, and asked the most concerned question: "You, have you been here?"
"Well. I drank a lot of wine at dinner, and came over to stay until I just slept." Qi Miao said.
It seems that the murder on the second floor did not wake her up.
Qi Mian frowned, looking at Qi Xingyuan: "Dad, why did you come here in the early morning?"
Qi Miao listened, and her eyes gradually fell on Cui Fei and Qi Xingyuan's legs, and she began to search, "What are you doing with the suitcase? And, Dad, you're dressed so strangely, like non-mainstream."
Cui Fei turned very quickly: "I quarreled with your dad. I guess he will come here to live, so he ran and waited to say good things."
Qi Miao didn't seem to doubt it, because Qi Xingyuan's face was ugly, and it was indeed like quarreling; Qi Mian glanced at Zhen Yi meaningfully, as if she were the culprit in the quarrel between the couple.
And he was not as pleased with Cui Fei as Qi Miao, and said yin and yang strangely: "Don't be so divorced." Then he went upstairs with no interest.
Qi Miao saw a low air pressure in the hall and said good night.
Cui Fei's sweat persevered on his forehead, and Qi Xingyuan immediately ran to the nanny's room to change clothes.
My aunt exhaled for a long time, her feet were soft, and she felt paralyzed on the wall by the wall: "Frightened me."
Zhen Yi always sat, holding her hand and said: "I'm afraid of this now. What should I do when the police come?"
Cui Fei and their slightly slack nerves were tense immediately. The two looked around and pulled Zhen Yi to the corner, lowering his voice: "The police will find it? Why? They did what you said, how could the police find it? ? "
Zhen Yi raised her eyelids: "Sakura was lost at the resort. This is the Qi's site. Of course, the police will first ask you to ask about the structure and terrain here, so that it is convenient to find people."
"Oh, I see."
"If the police come to ask, don't say anything like 'The little girl is so pitiful and the murderer is really hateful'." Zhen Yi suddenly supported the wall and suddenly felt dizzy.
"why?"
"Before the body was found, it was missing. How do you know that she was dead, not lost?" She was so tired that her legs softened and she was very formalized. "For the police, the initial focus will be on loss and trafficking Wait in the other direction. "
Cui Fei nodded happily: "Yes. Remember. I can't say anything like that. I will tell Xingyuan."
"Regarding the resort, how did the police ask, how did you answer. There should be no problem with the police's first visit."
"For the first time?" Cui Fei stared at Zhen Yi. "And for the second time, the third time?"
"Generally speaking, the police will only come once. You behave better. Next time, you can push it to the manager and the staff to deal with it. If the child has not been found, this will become an unsolved case." Zhen Yi suppressed his discomfort, saying , "But after the child's body is found, the nature is different."
"Can you doubt us?" Cui Fei asked anxiously.
"It is difficult to find traces in the mountains, and the scene of the crime and the scene of the corpse will be inconsistent, which will increase the difficulty of investigation." She said with a blank expression, "I mean, if the police visit in the nature of the homicide, do it Psychological preparation. "
"Ok."
"Other things, let's talk about it according to the development of the situation." Zhen Yi rubbed her forehead. She was almost exhausted and dry, and she just wanted to go back to her home.
But she looked up, and her heart shuddered.
Standing next to the porch was a little girl, wearing a pink nightdress, scattered hair, and looked at her with a confused and anxious look.
Because they were children, they were blocked by a large vase when they were approaching, and they did not see them.
Cui Fei looked back, jumped up in shock, and ran away in panic: "Hongdou, when did you come?" She took her daughter upstairs.
The aunt buried her head in her palm and sighed anxiously: "Let the child hear it, but how is it good?"
Zhen Yi leaned against the wall and closed her eyes weakly.
It's seamless, there is never such a word.
The summer night of the Imperial City University was quiet. At four in the morning, Wan Lai was silent. Only the faint street lights fell from the lush Platanus.
Zhen Yi's head was dizzy, his legs and feet were like walking on cotton, and he walked deeper and shallower towards Grandpa's small building. Alcohol still fills the mind, but then he suddenly feels regretless.
She made a big mistake.
At that time, anxious and panicked, Cui Fei was confused by a call, and was shocked by the blood stains on the grandpa's clothes and the cake mud in his pocket.
But now that the cold wind was blowing, I realized that Cui Fei should be interrogated first. But my sister said let her protect grandpa!
Damn it, why did she drink so hard today? !
Think about it, what are the details of Choi Fei's performance?
Strange, why did what happened tonight become fragments? Seems to be intermittent, not complete? Why are some memories blank?
She reached out the phone and quickly dialed 110, but when the phone was connected, she didn't know what to say. Say I saw my loved one hide the body? And she can't remember exactly what happened tonight. And, what if it is really grandpa? She should go back to investigate now.
Turning to go, I saw the most famous thousand-year-old tree in Dicheng University. The students here call it acacia.
When going to middle school, the teachers all said that their words are sure to be accepted into Dicheng University. At that time, Zhen Yi said: "Faith, if you go to Dicheng University, I will go to Dicheng Institute of Technology and get together, it is not so difficult to take the test. We are in a city."
At that time, she also said: "Faith, there is a super super old tree called Acacia in Dicheng University. When we go, when everyone is asleep, lie under the tree and count the leaves, OK? Just the two of us. "
Acacia, how could it be such a sad name?
She bypassed the alley and walked towards it.
What a big tree it is! The trunk is almost thick with thick tables, dense leaves, and lush foliage. The canopy covers the vast starry sky, and the leaves are tightly clustered, but there is no sound. At night, it's quiet and peaceful.
Zhen Yi walked over, raised her hand to touch its vicissitudes of the tree trunk, rough and cool, she walked around it, dizzy in front of her eyes, how could she become more and more drunk?
The field of vision slowly turned, and gradually she saw a figure that stood out, standing with her hands in the edge of the tree, looking up slightly at the leaves on the tree crown.
He felt her gaze, and his eyes gradually fell, slightly stunned, it seemed that he opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything after all.
Zhen Yi stared at him stunnedly. At night, he was handsome and white, and he looked more and more beautiful.
"It seems really drunk." She murmured and rubbed her forehead, and continued on, but her feet were caught by the roots and leaned forward.
Holding both hands in time, she fell into an inexplicably familiar and firm embrace, her cheek knocking lightly on his chin. How is this intimate feeling so real?
"Zhen Yi, it's me, saying."
She looked up, her eyes straight, and met his gaze.
Of course it is him, such gentle and thorough eyes, of course it is him.
He confirmed that she had stood firm before releasing her slowly and self-denyingly.
She seemed to be dreaming, stepping forward uncontrollably, her arms digging into his thin trench coat, slowly, firmly, encircling his waist.
Her head lightly leaned into his chest, murmured, learning what he said:
"Speech, it's me, Zhen Yi.
Don't push me away. "
She didn't know, she suddenly approached and hugged, very light, but it seemed to hit his heart.
He never wanted to push her away.
Words, never want to push away Zhen Yi.
"Speech," Zhen Yi tightened his arms, his cheek rubbed against his chest, his voice light as a veil, and murmured, "I called you. But you didn't answer, I called my sister. "
The stern heart burst into shock, knowing that something had happened.
If you like Dear Freud, please collect it: (EbookFREE.me) Dear Freud writes the fastest literature update.