Suspense Theatre 6
I don't know if the police found anything, I heard that they dug up Mu Xueqin's home, and repeatedly studied every stitch and thread that belonged to her, and finally they came to a terrible conclusion that the body may have been strung together.
Her family has been selling lamb skewers for many years, and she has helped her family wear lamb skewers since she was a child. In fact, many vendors now buy ready-made mutton skewers because they are too troublesome to skewer, but her father said that the freshly skewered mutton skewers are fresh, and the important thing is that they are cheaper to get the goods.
In order to save costs, the mutton is taken directly from the slaughterhouse, my mother is responsible for cutting, Mu Xueqin is responsible for skewers, and my father is responsible for roasting.
One reason why they have a lot of regular customers is that the lamb at this stall is the freshest and the most authentic taste. But according to her mother's recollection, it seems that one day after the college entrance examination, the mutton she took back from the slaughterhouse was cut directly.
And her parents found that the meat was not the same as usual, the food was not fresh, and the taste was not right. Therefore, the ingredients are put in very much, and then a novel taste is formed, and the guests of the night are full of stomachs.
As soon as this conclusion was deduced, many policemen vomited, but this was just their speculation after all, after all, after these days, the meat did not exist, and they did not dare to tell the news, otherwise it would cause a lot of sensation.
The next day, the interrogation room of the police station.
Our interrogation of her is no longer gentle, it is much harsher than before, Zhang Yunhong has spoken a lot more harshly, only I am still so emotionless and calm.
"Don't guess, I don't have it, I don't have it!" Mu Xueqin hung her head, not daring us to see her expression.
Her gaze fell on her neck, on which hung a cross.
But this little gesture was quickly noticed by me, and I pointed to the thing around her neck and asked, "Qinqin!" What are you looking at? What do you have around your neck? ”
Surprised, she put the cross in her dress and explained, "This is a cross given to me by a friend." ”
"You believe in Christianity? Please take it down and show it to us! Zhang Yunhong questioned.
"Just for comfort, this is an ordinary ornament, and there are a lot of them in the small shop." Mu Xueqin reluctantly took it off and put it in the palm of the examiner Wang Bin's hand.
The cross is black, with a gap at the top worn by a silver chain.
Wang Bin looked at the cross and groped his chin for a long time, but he didn't find anything unusual, then shook his head at Zhang Yunhong, and then gave it back to her.
Mu Xueqin took the cross and immediately put it back on, as if it was extremely precious to her.
"I really didn't give me a chance to turn the corpse into a lamb kebab, but what about the bones?"
Mu Xueqin's words just now seemed to wake me up, and I shouted loudly, "What did you just say? ”
My words startled her, and she stammered and didn't know what to say.
I stared at the cross around her neck for a long time, and then I quickly pulled it off.
Half an hour later.
Soon the results of the test came out, it was a human bone, and the cross was polished from successive ribs.
The woman's wail goes from high-pitched to low, until it is silent, and then to its highest point, a process that perfectly illustrates the state of despair that a person is facing. When Mrs. Lu heard the news, her spirit was about to collapse, if it weren't for so many policemen stopping and dragging her, then she would have killed Mu Xueqin or killed herself until she fainted.
The police station gradually returned to silence, but the sense of despair still lingered in the air, and could not be dispersed for a long time, each of them had solemnity on their faces, and everyone's eyes were full of dead silence, this cross made of ribs cut off any possibility of survival, and at the same time, it further proved that Mu Xueqin was the murderer, and no one could accept this result.
A high school student's murder is a failure of education, and a high school student can brutally dismember his body after killing someone, which overturns the bottom line of this world. The most important thing is that he hung a cross made of human bones around his neck, like a kind of show-off, showing off that he had finally stabbed the enemy, and they didn't believe it and had to believe it.
"It's horrible!" This is the evaluation of the police.
Team Zhang looked at her and sighed loudly, but Mu Xueqin just remained silent, she didn't admit or refute.
"Speak, child! If you don't say it, I'm afraid there will be no chance, we believe that it was manslaughter, and the follow-up is just to cover up the fact of the killing! Team Zhang's tone was almost pleading.
"Has my acceptance letter come down?"
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Because of my presence, Mu Xueqin was able to leave the police station for a short time, and I took her to eat her favorite burger.
I helped her order a chicken leg burger package, Mu Xueqin quietly bit the tender chicken leg burger without saying a word, and I stared at her for a long time, and there was no conversation between us, and time passed minute by minute.
Suddenly, she asked, "Xiao Han, do you want to eat?" ”
When I heard her call my full name, my heart was not happy, and I sighed, "Qinqin!" You are a sensible child, you always find a way to overcome difficulties on your own, and you have never talked about it to me in the past three years. If you had spoken, it wouldn't have been like this today! ”
"But it's already happening, hasn't it?" Mu Xueqin said lightly.
I was about to light a cigarette to numb myself at this time, but I was reminded by the waiter on the side: Sir, we can't smoke here, if you want to smoke, please go out and turn right, there is a special smoking room, thank you for your cooperation!
Mu Xueqin covered her mouth and snickered, and I quickly said sorry awkwardly, and then quickly snuffed out the spark.
After this little episode, we fell silent again.
"Where do you want to go after that?" I asked.