"It's not clear yet, there's no way to answer you, let's go to Jin Yingqiu's house and take a look first, and then let's talk." Tang Guo said to Jin Yingqiu's relatives.

Without saying a word, the relative handed the key to Tang Guo's hand: "Then if it's for you!" I'll just wait outside, I've seen it on TV, the police handle the case, and the rest of us are not good at messing around, you go in and see what's going on, quickly find my cousin, I'll report to my cousin, and he will be at ease. ”

Tang Guo nodded to her, agreed, and then took the key and opened the door of Jin Yingqiu's house with Qin Cang, probably because no one came back for a long time, the doors and windows in the house were closed, and there was a unique smell in the air after something was moldy, although there was no smell, it didn't smell good.

Jin Yingqiu's house is very small, it looks like it is only in its fifties, the furnishings in the house look at least ten years old, they are all old, the lighting of the house is not ideal, and there is not even a window in the living room, which may also be the root of the unpleasant smell in the house.

Although she knew at a glance that Jin Yingqiu hadn't been back for several days, she shouldn't have been in a hurry when she left, everything in the house looked so orderly, a pair of women's slippers were neatly placed on the mat at the door, and there were two pairs of men's slippers on the small shoe rack on the side, which should be Jin Yingqiu's son and husband, but these two people, one was locked up in a sanatorium for a long time and showed no signs of recovery. The other has not been home for a long time to maintain the cost of his son's treatment in the sanatorium, so the two pairs of slippers are placed there, and a layer of dust falls on them, as well as several pairs of men's leather shoes next to them, I don't know if they belong to his son or her husband.

There is a folding table in the small black living room, the dining table has been a little deformed after many years, and the layer of veneer that was originally attached to the surface to play an aesthetic effect has also been warped, and cracked to the point of mottling, and there are three plastic stools next to this old dining table, which are the same as the common collocation in the snack bar of the roadside stall, and there are faint cracks on it.

"Jin Yingqiu's family doesn't seem to be rich!" Tang Guo originally wanted to say that he was a little poor, but he felt that this sounded a bit mean, giving people the impression that he hated the poor and loved the rich, so he changed to a more euphemistic expression, "Looking at the furnishings at home, it is estimated that many things were on duty in the early days of their marriage, and then they have been used until now, right?" Under such family conditions, in order for the child to go to a key high school and have a double insurance, he sent so much money to Mei Qingzhuo to help her get through the joints, which is really a bloody investment! ”

Qin Cang nodded, walked into the kitchen, opened the door of the refrigerator, and looked inside: "You are right, the same is a hundred yuan, for different people, the gold content is completely different, for rich people, a hundred yuan may just buy a little snack and fruit casually, and nothing can be solved at all, but for some people, a hundred yuan can buy ingredients for a week or even longer, and it can solve many problems, Jin Yingqiu is obviously the latter one." ”

Tang Guo followed him towards the inside of the refrigerator, and found that the contents of this originally small Xiaoice box were really pitiful, there were two spinach that had been wilted, a handful of celery lying soft and full of yellow leaves, two eggplants had been wrinkled due to dehydration, and there was nothing else, opening the frozen layer was even more exaggerated, originally Tang Guo thought that there should be a little frozen fish and frozen meat and other things, but I didn't expect that the inside was frozen a bag of tofu cut into small pieces, Not even a piece of meat.

Qin Cang took a turn in the small kitchen, took a general look, and could be regarded as having a general understanding of the past living standards of Jin Yingqiu's family, and then he left the kitchen and went directly to Jin Yingqiu's bedroom, Tang Guo followed, and as soon as he pushed open the bedroom door, both of them were stunned, and for the first time, no one forgot to take another step inside, just standing at the door, looking at the situation in the house with some astonishment.

If it weren't for the fact that there was a double bed in the middle of the room, and there was a small space on the bed that could barely huddle up and sleep alone, they would have thought that this was a warehouse.

The room was littered with bulletins minus from magazines and newspapers, and the cut newspapers were thrown on the floor, covered with large holes left by the cutting. At a glance, those newspapers knew that they were not just thrown there recently, but had been piled up for a long time, because some of the days on them were so long from now that they were several days ago, if you flip through them, I'm afraid you can find even more ancient ones, but Tang Guo doesn't have the kind of leisure to turn over the waste newspapers that are casually discarded on the ground, she is more interested in what kind of content those newspapers will make if they are cut down.

The answer to this question is not difficult to find, because the entire wall in Jin Yingqiu's bedroom is like a display board, which is covered with all kinds of newspaper clippings, and in the middle of those newspaper clippings, there is a large photo with a woman on it, this woman Tang Guo and Qin Cang both know each other.

It's Mei Qingzhuo.

Many of the newspaper clippings pasted on the wall were circled with a red pen, and then another arrow pointed directly to Mei Qingzhuo's photograph in the center. Tang Guo was a little curious and looked at it, and found that the content of the newspaper that had been cut out by someone involved some violent crimes and crimes with a sense of religion.

"When Mei Qingzhuo was discovered, wasn't it just the product of a certain religious ritual after the sacrifice of a living person! Look at this, this, and this! Tang Guo pointed to a few newspaper clippings on the wall that looked very strange and murderous about religion, and said to Qin Cang, "If you look at the content above, don't you think that Jin Yingqiu's death is a bit deliberately trying to portray it in the same weird direction as in the news report?" I think Mei Qingzhuo's death is absolutely inseparable from this Jin Yingqiu! We've got it right this time! ”

"It's not a big question of right or wrong, the key is that you have to find Jin Yingqiu himself first." Qin Cang was not so excited, and still had a very calm and calm attitude.