Chapter 62: The Murderer's Self-Confession

Yuan Shijie paused and said, "Then I won't run away quickly, stay in the hotel and wait for you to catch me." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 infoI think you're going to be heavily fortified at the train station, so I put on a little bit of makeup, and I'm pretty good at it. After saying that, he also posed for himself.

"You said that Chen Jiaqiao saw you when you took the necklace, and he didn't come to look for you."

Yuan Shijie was silent for a moment and said, "He called me and said that he wanted me to find a secluded place to have a good chat." ”

"Did you find the Meiyuan Hotel?"

Yuan Shijie hesitated for a moment but still admitted; "yes, I told him there were no cameras in this hotel, so he went in."

"Is it the day Chen Jiaqiao committed suicide?"

Yuan Shijie was silent and didn't say a word.

"Huang Rumeng, that is, the room attendant who led the way to Chenjiaqiao, she said that there is another person in Chenjiaqiao's room, she knows this person, and she also told her boyfriend who lives in Jifeng Community about it, do you want us to call someone over and confront you face to face."

"Even if I met Chen Jiaqiao that night, he committed suicide and has nothing to do with me."

"What about Huang Rumeng, what about her death, she used you as an ATM, she should have offended you miserably. She will never be self

Kill it. ”

"I didn't kill her, she deserved it, she was insatiable, she died in her own hands, it's none of my business, she promised me, as long as I give money, she won't say it. Why should I kill her? ”

"Is it that her appetite is too big, and the blackmail again and again makes you unbearable, so you carefully planned that murder."

"I didn't kill her, she died by her own hands." Yuan Shijie emphasized again.

"It's hard that she jumped out of the window by herself, you and we are all fools." Song Qiming grabbed Yuan Shijie's collar and said.

"Why not?"

"Describe the scene." That's when the snow fell.

He asked me to meet in a room on the fourth floor of the Meiyuan Hotel, she asked me for 5,000 this time, the money was more than once, I don't know when it was the end, I only brought 3,000, she actually asked me to write an IOU, she herself went to the window, facing the sun, checking the authenticity, God has eyes, a few yuan accidentally floated out of the window. She leaned out to grab it, and when she was not careful, the whole person fell. She is a self-inflicted iniquity, and she cannot live. Pity my money, how can it be wasted on her. “

Seeing that Yuan Shijie was taken away, Song Qiming spoke; "Do you believe what he says?"

"I hope what he says is true."

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"Snowfall, I've found the truth of the matter." Li Jiaying was killed by Chen Jiaqiao. Meng Lian ran to Xueluo with the wooden box in her arms.

"Oh, are you sticking to your theory of love killing, or have you found any useful new clues."

"I found a mezzanine in the wooden box, which contained a diary of Chen Jiaqiao, which recorded everything about him, and all these messy things he collected, which were not actually his."

Chen Jiaqiao's statement:

My name is Chenjiaqiao, and I have a treasure chest full of the sins of the world, and I wander around every corner of this city. I'm going to put all the original sin in it.

When I was six years old, I found a small wooden box in the attic that I thought would change my body. Since then, I have a pair of eyes to explore the truth, a heart to uphold justice, and a pair of hands to eradicate evil.

Garbage bins, recycling bins, stinky gutters, groves, wall footsteps, I am the scavenger of the city. What kind of stories are behind shredded letterheads, half-burned photos, blood-stained wrenches, and rotten black cats.

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Ever since I was a neighbor, I had a neighbor who had an osmanthus tree in front of her house, and a red ribbon was tied to it, and the only strange thing was that it sometimes turned green.

I'm curious how it turns green. Finally I found out that whenever the male protagonist goes out for a long run, it turns green. Occasionally, when I got up at eight or nine o'clock in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, I could see that Lao Wang next door would often knock on her door.

Once, at 7 p.m., when I was buying wine for my father at the commissary, I saw her husband playing mahjong in the store. When I got home, I saw a red ribbon tied to the osmanthus tree.

For some reason, I found a green one at home, replaced the red one, and hid behind the crack in the door to peek, and about half an hour later, I saw the old man next door knocking on her door again.

After the door was closed, I walked out and stayed in her yard for a few minutes, seeing that Lao Wang had no intention of coming out. I ran to the commissary and told her husband that her backyard was on fire.

Watching him rush home, I showed a smug smile, I didn't lie to him, his backyard was really on fire. I haven't seen them since then, and they've all moved away.

However, I heard that she was crippled by her husband. And the red ribbon tied to the osmanthus tree became the first item in my treasure chest.

I was late in elementary school because my dad said it was a waste of his money for alcohol. It was only under the persuasion of the village party secretary and the school teacher that I was allowed to go to school, when I was nine years old.

My dad has two hobbies in his life, the first is to drink. The second is that he likes to hit me. He doesn't need a reason to hit someone, it depends on how he feels.

Hit softly when you're happy; When you are unhappy; Start a little heavier; After drinking, it is completely out of proportion, and you can pick up the bench and smash it on the head.

I'm afraid I don't know when I'm going to be beaten to death by him. Just like my mother, I was scared, even though I didn't know what death meant at the time. I also want to be like other children, with those outstretched hands, just touching my head.

When I was twelve, I had my first snow after the New Year. I still feel a little cold around the fire, and my sister is already asleep. I waited downstairs to open the door for my father, who had not returned. The wind was howling outside.

Just as I was about to fall asleep, there was a knock on the door, and I didn't open it, and there were three more knocks on the door, and I sat by the fire and didn't move.

Then the sound dimmed, and gradually a faint snoring came from outside the door. The next morning, people were surprised to find that my father had frozen to death in front of his house, and everyone expressed their sympathy for our siblings.

No one doubted me, except that he had drunk too much wine and collapsed at the door of his house, and the bottle he was holding became the second item in my treasure chest.

When I was in junior high school, while cleaning, I found a piece of shredded paper, I glued it together with duct tape, and I found out that it was a love letter, and it turned out that the two of them were secretly in love.

I love finding scraps of paper everywhere and putting them together into a booklet. Once, a male classmate bullied me, and I secretly put one of his love letters on the homeroom teacher's desk.

As a result, he was hated and criticized in front of the whole class, and he was slapped by his parents who came in a huff. The girl also went to other schools, and for the first time, I had a sense of being in control of other people's destinies.

In order for me to finish high school, my sister went out to work early, and soon I got married to a male colleague, and soon the two got married, and my brother-in-law treated me well.

I also bought a camera, which I use to take pictures of various landscapes around the community. accidentally photographed my brother-in-law and another young girl hugging each other at the gate of the community to say goodbye. (To be continued.) )