147, the clouds open and the fog disperses (forty-five)
"What a vicious scheme." Chen Kangle roared indignantly, "Xu Zhonghui hates An Huaisheng, if he wants to deal with An Huaisheng, he should collect evidence to expose him in an honest manner." Taking advantage of Enron's love for him, is it still a man to take a knife on a woman who is powerless? ”
"It is said, 'Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.'" He was a victim himself – his father's accident was probably a deliberate murder – and he should know better than anyone how uncomfortable it can be to be persecuted. But for the sake of revenge, he abandoned justice and truth, and used the most extreme methods to seek justice for himself. In the end, he changed from a victim to a perpetrator, and became the person he hated the most. He lived himself as a devil like his enemies. Ge Bin said these words with infinite melancholy.
"Yes, these two people's killing methods are ruthless enough." Huang Fangyuan seemed to have a calm expression, but the two ghostly fires in his eyes that couldn't help but jump revealed his mood at the moment, "An Huaisheng acted decisively when he committed the crime, the knife was deadly, and he didn't blink an eye when he killed people. Relying on his medical background, Xu Zhonghui has a sufficient understanding of the structure of the human body, although it is only one blow, but one blow is fatal. ”
"Speaking of fatal wounds, sir, there's one more thing I don't understand." Lin Xuan said with a stomach full of doubts.
"Ask!" Huang Fangyuan replied succinctly.
Xu Zhonghui first killed Pan Zilong with a knife in the eastern suburbs and hid his body in the trunk of the car; After that, he returned to Shibei New Village with a knife and killed the nanny with the same knife; Then, he went to the appointment with the murder weapon; Finally, he brought the knife back to the scene of Pan Zilong's murder, inserted it back into his body, and destroyed the body. Not to mention whether it was troublesome for him to do this, just when did he take this knife out of the nanny's house? Lin Xuan looked at Huang Fangyuan carefully, for fear that his doubts would overturn Huang Fangyuan's confident inference, which would annoy him, "Judging from the clues we have so far, Xu Zhonghui and Pan Zilong have not been to Shibei New Village in front of the meeting, when did he go to get a knife?" To say that Xu Zhonghui had a plan and stole the knife from the nanny and Pan Zilong when they were not at home. Could it be that the two didn't notice that the only knife in the house was missing? Won't they be wary? But judging from the nanny's performance in front of her, she was unsuspecting of Xu Zhonghui, and she never suspected that Pan Zilong had been killed until she died, isn't it strange? ”
"The knife Xu Zhonghui used to kill the nanny and Pan Zilong was not the knife in the nanny's house. In other words, the nanny's knife never went away, and she certainly didn't notice anything unusual. Seeing that everyone was at a loss, Huang Fangyuan simply revealed the mystery at one time, "When I went to visit the An family's old house before, I noticed that the knife used in the An family's old house and the murder weapon that killed the nanny were of the same brand and model. That's when I got suspicious. Now it seems that my suspicion was correct. Xu Zhonghui was carrying his own knives to Pan Zilong's appointment. He killed Pan Zilong and returned to the nanny's house, and after killing the nanny with the same knife, he took the knife from the nanny's house. In the end, he inserted his knife back into Pan Zilong's body, leaving the nanny's knife in the An family's old house. However, I estimate that there should be no clues on the knife left in the An family's old mansion, and Xu Zhonghui will definitely wipe out all traces. ”
Whether it is a knife or a license plate, it shows that he has been planning and planning for a long time. It's a terrifying mind. Ge Bin couldn't help but sigh again.
"An Huaisheng and Xu Zhonghui are simply the two major demons in the world. Their attempt to steal wealth that does not belong to them by abnormal means, at the cost of persecuting the lives of others, is too cruel and outrageous. Chen Kangle argued indignantly.
"Compared with An Huaisheng's brutality and ruthlessness, Xu Zhonghui has a little more revenge in it, and his strategy and mind are better than An Huaisheng." Ge Bin forcibly endured the disgust in his heart and said slowly.
"What do you mean by that?" Lin Xuan asked curiously.
"Xu Zhonghui married An Ran in order to be the property of the An family. He believed that his father was killed by An Huaisheng, and after his death, he was detained as a greedy, and his mother died of depression. He hated An Huaisheng, and in order to get the property of An Jia and compensate for the wealth he lost, he married An Ran. Unexpectedly, An Huaisheng was very wary of him, and he had no chance of getting involved in the wealth of the An family at all. So, he set his sights on Enron's pocket, and in order to get Enron's huge insurance claim, he tried his best to design a series of blame tricks, and of course, in the end, he didn't forget to frame An Huaisheng and pull him into the water. Ge Bin paused for a moment, sorted out his thoughts, and continued, "Actually, he came to our office to report the case, and lied that An Huaisheng's death was caused by An Huaisheng's murder of himself, and his real purpose was to introduce An Huaisheng into the eyes of the police, and guide the police to track down the old case for 20 years. As long as An Huai is subdued, then no matter whether his father was killed by him or not, Xu Zhonghui will already be regarded as revenge. In this way, he not only got rid of the thorn in his eye, avenged his father successfully, but also obtained a huge amount of family wealth from his deceased wife, and also cut off the clues of the police to track the real murderer, so that he could get away with it and live a drunken fairy life. You say, isn't Xu Zhonghui's wisdom deeper and more terrifying than An Huaisheng's simple forcible seizure? ”
"It reminds me of a fairy tale." After listening to Ge Bin's narration, Chen Kangle interjected, "Winter in the forest is coming, and the migratory birds have flown to the south to spend the winter, but the birds left in the forest are worrying about how to survive the winter. They heard that the phoenix would build a nest, so they all went to her to study...... Although many birds have learned to build nests from the phoenix, only the swallow's nest is the best, beautiful, strong, and comfortable. Later, a bird called a dove took a fancy to the swallow's nest. It lays its own eggs in the swallow's nest and kicks off the swallow's eggs so that the swallow can incubate the eggs for itself......"
"Wait...... Lin Xuan interrupted Chen Kangle, "What kind of story are you talking about?" Why does it sound so awkward? ”
""The dove occupies the magpie's nest"! Haven't you heard such a classic story? Chen Kangle flashed his big eyes and asked innocently.
"Of course I've heard of it!" Not to be outdone, Lin Xuan argued, "But the version I heard doesn't seem to be the same as the version you said. ”
"What's the difference?" Chen Kangle raised his pink round face upwards and put on a posture of not admitting defeat.
"Since it's "The Dove Occupies the Magpie's Nest", where did the swallow come from?" Lin Xuan asked.
Chen Kangle was stunned for a moment, and was speechless for a moment.
Lin Xuan then corrected: "The first half of your story should be "Hundred Birds Learning"! Are you mixing up the two stories? ”
"Hi...... It doesn't matter if it's a magpie or a swallow, anyway, a dove that forcibly occupies someone else's nest is not a good thing. Chen Kangle waved his arms, with an angry expression, and said strongly, "An Huaisheng and Xu Zhonghui are these 'doves', they want to occupy other people's things, but they don't end well." ”
Everyone in the office burst into laughter.
"You are really talented...... Lin Xuan wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and stroked his palm, "It's a pity that you don't write." ”