Chapter 85: Su Qingwen's death
Su Qingyou didn't understand what "confrontation" meant. II. V. VIII
But she instinctively felt panicked, hung up the phone and immediately called Zhibai and asked him to come over.
It didn't take more than ten minutes for Zhibai to inform her that she had arrived at the door. She hurriedly said hello to Steward Zhao, ran out, and jumped into Zhibai's car.
When she was ready, Zhibai started the car and jumped out like an arrow off the string.
Su Qingyou sat uneasily in the car and asked him several times how long it would be before he arrived.
"Miss, calm down, you can't help it now. Zhibai calmly reminded her in front.
"Can I not be in a hurry, I just brought her over this morning, but now if something happens to her because of me," Su Qingyou was a little incoherent.
"Don't forget, she was most likely the murderer of your mother, have you forgotten? If she did do that, then even if she had any accident, she would have died. â
Zhibai's voice was very cold, so cold that Su Qingyou's heart was cold.
"But you also told me that she wasn't necessarily the murderer, and you asked me to help her, didn't you?"
Her voice was full of anger.
"Miss, I just want to put you at ease, you see, isn't this the end?"
Without even stopping the car, Su Qingyou got out of the car and almost didn't fall to the ground.
Her foot slumped, and she ran to Xu Junlian's place without caring about the pain in her foot.
"Miss" sighed, parked the car, and ran along.
There were already several policemen standing under the residential building where Xu Junlian was located, and Jin Ruidan was among them.
"Officer Jin, what's going on?" Su Qingyou ran to her side and asked breathlessly.
"This afternoon, Xu Mengxue called me, she also came to the police station to record, I thought that this was the end of the matter, and in the evening, there was a confrontation between her and Xu Junlian. â
"And what's going on in there?" she asked, anxiously.
"They seem to have a fierce quarrel, originally both of them had knives and other things in their hands, and they were in a stalemate in the room, and now," she shook her head, "how can a girl's strength be as strong as an adult man?" â
Su Qingyou didn't listen to her continue, and was about to rush in, but was stopped by her, "The negotiator is still persuading Xu Junlian, Qingyou, it's probably useless for you to go up now." â
"Officer, she's my friend, I can't just wait downstairs and do nothing, can I? Please, please let me go up!"
Looking at her pleading look, Jin Ruidan nodded, "Then I'll go up with you." â
"Miss!"
Zhibai had already come to her, his face grim, "I'll go too." â
"Good!"
Su Qingyou and the three of them arrived on the second floor, the door of Xu Junlian's house was wide open, Min Min was escorted by a female policeman, Min Min saw Su Qingyou, the words didn't come out, and her eyes were teary, "Sister!"
She didn't have time to talk to Minmin, she just glanced at her hurriedly, and walked in, there were several policemen standing in the small living room, and the negotiator was standing at the balcony door. č´°ćŚć Chinese.
At Jin Ruidan's signal, the policemen didn't stop her and let her run to the balcony.
Su Qingyou poked his head out of the balcony and saw that Su Qingwen's neck was held by Xu Junlian with a knife, and the two stood on the edge of the balcony, and the atmosphere was very deadlocked.
She didn't even say a word, and watched Su Qingwen suddenly crash into the knife.
Xu Junlian was still scolding and saying something in his mouth, and when he found that she did this suddenly, he didn't have time to stop it, the blood had already gushed out, and he was so frightened that he let go of his hand, and the knife fell in response.
And Su Qingwen turned around at this time and stabbed the knife in his hand into Xu Junlian's chest.
"Xu Mengxue!"
Before Su Qingyou finished speaking, the negotiator gave a look, and the policeman in the room rushed out, pushed Su Qingyou aside, and walked to the two of them.
"Both are seriously injured now, please call an ambulance immediately. A policeman crouched down and examined the wounds of the two men before speaking into the intercom.
Su Qingyou couldn't believe everything in front of her, until she saw the blood on Su Qingwen's neck gurgling out, and the smell of blood quickly filled the air, she was shocked and rushed to her side, "Why are you doing this?!"
With excessive blood loss, Su Qingwen's eyes were already blank, his face was pale, and he lay on the ground, looking at the sky.
"I've wanted to do this for a long time," she whispered.
Seeing her former friend and later enemy, to this day, she didn't know how to describe the relationship between them, lying on the ground, about to die, Su Qingyou's eyes were red, and tears were dripping down.
"You don't have to use this way, haven't you already recorded it, he can go to jail, he won't hurt anyone anymore"
Su Qingwen pulled out a smile vigorously, "No, this kind of scum, even if he goes to prison, can he be sentenced to a few years in prison? As long as he doesn't die, he will still do those things he did to me and my mother, I, I will never"
"Don't say it" Su Qingyou cried and said: "Don't say it, I understand, don't talk, the ambulance will come in a while, when you are well, you can tell me slowly, okay?"
Su Qingwen's eyes suddenly widened, her hand trembled and grabbed in the air, Su Qingwen hurriedly held her hand.
"Go home, go to your old room, I have something to say"
Before she finished her words, the last bit of strength in Su Qingyou's hands disappeared.
The temperature on her hands seemed to be a little bit, and it dissipated with the wind.
Su Qingyou knew that she was dead.
Her throat hurt badly, but she still shook her hands and closed Su Qingwen's eyes.
She sat on the ground in a daze, ignoring the police carrying the two men away on stretchers, just sitting and not saying anything.
"Miss, you should go, the police want to protect the scene. Zhibai said behind her back.
She stood up and followed him out in despair.
Sitting in the car, Zhibai said, "Miss, I'll send you back to Bo's house." â
"Go to Changshui Road, Xingren Street. â
Hearing the name of the place, Zhibai didn't say anything more, "Okay, miss." â
Su Qingyou was silent all the way.
When she arrived at the place, she got out of the car and walked towards the villa in front of her.
Standing in the doorway, she shook slightly.
She hadn't been back to this "home" for a long time.
After a while, she rang the doorbell, only to find that it was broken.
She had to go to the door and knock several times.
The door opened, and Wang Wanying's face startled Su Qingyou.
"Su Qingyou, what are you doing here?" Wang Wanying said angrily when she saw her.
Su Qingyou opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't tell her about Su Qingwen, and walked straight through her and walked towards his room, "I forgot to take something in the room." â
Walking to the short distance in his room, Su Qingyou felt as if he had experienced vicissitudes.
The Su family can't be called home anymore, it is empty, which makes her feel empty in her heart.
She walked briskly to the door of her room, took a deep breath, opened the door and walked in.
There was almost nothing inside, and the fallen wardrobe was eye-catching.
There was a small tin box on the closet.
This iron box, Su Qingyou remembered it after just looking at it.
She put the little tin box in her pocket, looked around again, made sure nothing was missing, and walked out.
When she walked to the door, she wanted to say something to Wang Wanying, but Wang Wanying slammed the door shut.
She sighed softly at the closed door and walked back into the car.
As the car drove towards Bo's house, she looked at the rusty tin box in her hand, but she didn't dare to open it.
This iron box is a note uploaded by the two of them in class when she was at the same table with Su Qingwen in her third year of high school.
When they had a good relationship at that time, Su Qingyou was reluctant to throw it away, so he put all the small notes into this small iron box.
She thought she had thrown it away a long time ago, and she didn't know where Su Qingwen found it.
After thinking about it, she still opened the tin box, and a folded piece of paper inside popped out at once.
Putting the tin box down, she spread out the paper by the lights in the car.
"Su Qingyou, I'm Xu Mengxue"
As soon as I read the first line, tears welled up.
After reading the letter, she took out the small note in the tin box.
One by one, all of them, have turned yellow.
"When will class end?" - Snow
"You've only been around for ten minutes, and you've been looking back at the clock a few times, be careful that she pokes you with powder!"
"Are you going to take liberal arts or science in your sophomore year of high school?"
"Of course it's liberal arts, what a head do I!"
"Great, I also choose liberal arts, God forbid we must be in the same class as well!" - Snow
"Yo, God bless, we are not only in the same class, but we are still at the same table!" - Snow
Su Qingyou covered her mouth and cried.
"Miss, are you okay?"
Zhibai asked with concern in front.
"How good it would be if those things hadn't happened between us" Su Qingyou's tears dripped on those small notes, crying silently, "Even if those things happened, how good it would be that she was still alive now"
She could no longer speak, buried her head in her knees, and cried so much that she could not help herself.
"Miss, it's here. He whispered a reminder from ahead.
Su Qingyou put the small iron box in his pocket and walked down in silence.
Zhibai looked at her back, and there was a faint pain in his heart.
"Madam, are you back?"
Zhao Deen saw Su Qingyou's red and swollen eyes, and stopped talking in fright, "Madam, what's wrong with you?"
"Is he back?" she said, with a thick cry in her voice. 8 (.*) 8 Ge 8, o
"In the study. â
Su Qingyou walked upstairs and knocked on the door in front of the study.
"Please come in. â
Hearing his cold voice, Su Qingyou walked in.
Bo Yuheng, who was immersed in his work, glanced at the door casually, and when he saw her like this, he stood up in surprise and walked straight to her.
"What's going on?"
He picked up her little face, wiped the tears from her face with his hand, and asked softly.