Repercussions

Chapter 1: The Big Pit-3

"Stop." Ran Dongdong interrupted him. With years of questioning experience, she knew that once she spoke as if she were reading from a script, the rate of falsehoods would skyrocket. The truth was always told slowly, and it was the lies that ran fast. In fact, at the very beginning, she realized that he had lied, and she didn't interrupt him immediately because she wanted to capture more information, but as she listened she realized that he wasn't cooperating with the investigation, but rather enjoying his memories, enjoying a kind of memories based on real emotions but with a modified version of the facts. Though she reminded herself to hold back, if she did any more she'd really be making a fool out of him. She hated people who treated others as fools, so she decisively called a halt. She asked Did you push Xia Bingqing out of the private room or not?

"Pushed."

"But from what we understand, not only did you not push her out at that time, but you closed the door and stayed in the booth with her for three hours."

"Who said that?" He was caught a little off guard.

"You answer first if this is the truth?"

"I pushed her just to the door and she returned. She's pretty strong."

"Wonderful scent means what? Just now you said the box was filled with ......"

He hesitated for a moment, "Just off the top of my head, might be a bit of an exaggeration."

"You described her as crying like a flower in the process of being destroyed, why is it in the process of being destroyed?"

"That was an inaccurate expression, I asked for a correction, and I didn't realize you were dead set on words." He hadn't seriously sized her up until now, as if he wanted to reassess her. She met his gaze, "We also learned that Xia Bingqing isn't the only one for you, you also have Xiao Liu, Xiao Yin, and so on."

He paused for a long time, "Xia Bingqing and I were contracted."

"What about the contract?"

He didn't answer right away, but he knew he had to, except that he wanted to drag it out a little longer before answering, as if one more second would win back a little more dignity.

Two hours later, Ran Dongdong saw the contract. The contract was picked up by Shao Tianwei who followed Xu Shanchuan back to his office. The content was that Party A, Xu Shanchuan, would give Party B, Xia Bingqing, a sum of money every month, but Party B must be on call and must not destroy Party A's family. "This is not a contract, it's clearly discrimination." She said while restraining the anger in her heart. "No one is forcing her." He pointed to the red handprint in the lower right corner of the contract. She noticed the date of signing was April 22, the day of the interview. "Do you carry your contracts around with you? Do you pull it out like an organ whenever you run into a woman you want?" This time she didn't suppress her anger.

"The contract was printed at the hotel."

"You guys came out of the booth and just left, is there a printer in the booth?"

He stole a glance at her, a glance she took in. She knew he was reading his words and thinking of how to explain. Sure enough, he immediately corrected himself, "I remembered, the contract was signed a week later, and the date was written so that she would be paid from that day on." "Salary? Let's just call it a salary ......" she sneered, really not willing to equate that kind of payoff with a salary as she understood it, "Since when have you been having s****l relations?"

"She initiated it."

"I asked when?"

"On that day, right in the booth."

"So soon, no need to cultivate feelings?"

"It's all been cultivated for over two hours."

"Shit...... why did you order this contract if she initiated it?"

"Because I know that sometimes free is more expensive than paid."

"Are you doing this to your wife and children? Didn't you say that when you think of them, you grit your teeth and refuse to have a fling?"

"Are you working on a case or a moral?" His face suddenly changed, catching a chance to fight back, "Can you stop pretending? It's like you're more noble than anyone else, but it's actually quite vulgar. You learn to respect me before you ask me for a situation, otherwise, I refuse to answer unless you switch."

"You can answer selectively." She tried to moderate. But he closed his mouth so tightly that she couldn't pry it open even if she turned herself into a screwdriver. The only sounds in the room were breathing, his, hers, and Shao Tianwei's. Shao Tianwei tapped the table a few times, telling him that he was obligated to cooperate with the investigation, and as a result, even his breathing became muted. This is his strategy, she thought, ostensibly attacking me, but actually wanting to change to a less embarrassing person to ask, and more essentially he wants to satisfy his desire for control by changing the person. If he gets his way with his demands, then the next step will make it harder to ask for the truth. Therefore, she couldn't back down. He was silent, she was silent, he closed his eyes, she closed her eyes, and she followed whatever he did anyway. At first her movements were more subtle, and gradually he became aware of them. He wondered why she was mimicking herself, almost like a clown, but he immediately wondered if clowns included himself. Because he hated the fact that she learned all her moves from him. She had gone so far as to turn herself into a mirror of him. After an hour and a half of this hold, he suddenly said you're sick. She didn't say a word and continued to fake sleep, her eyes even more tightly closed than earlier, as if to declare to him that she had all the time and patience in the world and could afford a war of attrition. He said I am definitely not a murderer, the accurate identity is the suspect, you can not treat the suspect like a murderer. The contract was torn up by Xia Bingqing, who burned the contract in her hand like an enemy flag. But I still pay her monthly salary, but she pretended to refuse, saying that money is nothing, the key is to me how much money can not buy love. She wants to marry me, how is it possible, the more I say it is not possible, the more she thinks it is possible, like believing in rumors like believing in their own ideas, every day she calls me to meet, if I do not see her with the threat of suicide.

"Did she ever show signs of suicide?" She opened her eyes slowly, afraid to open them fast enough to scare him.

He said there. The first time was in the bedroom of the mid level neighborhood, she used a fruit knife to cut her wrist, and the cut was the right wrist that was cut by the murderer ...... said that his eyes were moist. He said that her so soft wrist, but was cut once by himself and then by someone else, like making a mistake twice in the same place, think about it all feel sharp pain. It was the first time he had moved with emotion since he was questioned. It took about five minutes for his slightly trembling body to slowly calm down. He said the second time was on Jiangbei Avenue, she tried to drive the car into the West River, but fortunately I was quick on my feet and grabbed the steering wheel back in time. The third time is in Sapporo, Japan, "White Lovers" cookie factory tour, she quietly followed the maintenance workers to climb up the clock tower in the courtyard, open arms want to fly down, shocked the courtyard visitors are facing her drawing heart-shaped figure to stop her. Every time she attempted suicide, she did it in front of me, as if to teach me a lesson in this way. As a result, I became more and more afraid to see her, and less and less interested in seeing her.

"Does your wife Shen Xiaoying know about your relationship with Xia Bingqing?"

"I don't know, they don't know each other. If you have mercy, please keep it a secret from my wife."

"It depends on what's needed to solve the case."

"I don't want to hurt my family twice, do it once and tell it again."

She was tempted to say why did you do it in the first place if you knew it would hurt? But she bit back the words as they came out of her mouth. With the lesson learned earlier, she didn't want to go off the rails again. His revulsion reminded her that the first order of business was not moral judgment but finding the killer.

"Do you recognize them?" Ran Dongdong placed three photos in front of Shen Xiaoying, the photos were of Xia Bingqing, Xiao Liu and Xiao Yin. She was testing her attitude, if she didn't touch the photos, it meant that she knew them and rejected them internally. I didn't expect her to pick up all three photos, in order to be able to carefully recognize them even almost to the tip of her nose, as if she suffered from myopia, but her eyes are not myopic ah. She looked focused and pretty, prettier than Xiao Liu and Xiao Yin, and although her body was slightly thicker, she couldn't hide her innate goodness, just as a chef's skill couldn't hide the ingredients.

"Don't recognize any of them." She put the picture down.

"Are you following this case?"

"Read some of the reports."

"One of them is a victim, can you recognize it?"

The fact that she didn't touch the photo this time meant that her heart was beginning to reject it. She spaced out the photos and looked at them again, then shook her head. Ran Dongdong pointed to one of them, "This is the one, her name is Xia Bingqing."

"Not impressed." She said.

"Do you know why we summoned Xu Shanchuan?"

"Is it possible that he knows this woman?"

"They've been good for over three years."

There was no imagined surprise, she was calmer than she seemed to be just now, no wind in her face, no body language on her body, as if she was listening to someone else's story. Originally thought it would be a psychological impact on her Ran Dongdong doubly surprised, slightly disappointed. Quiet for a while, she said I don't want to know about this s**t, my consistent principle is as long as he is on me, nothing else matters. Married for eight years, if he does not go out to socialize, every night will help me massage, and sometimes help me press my feet. He buys whatever I want, including a house. He gives me as much moneyas I want without me even asking. Once he took the initiative to give me money or massage me to make me feel very comfortable, that was the time when his "diplomacy" achieved a great victory. I enjoyed his service and suffered his betrayal at the same time. On the surface, it was a love-hate relationship, but deep down, it was a mutual catalyst. Sometimes you need love to forgive hate, like the mind forgives the body, and sometimes you need hate to mess with love, like a properly implanted virus to fight a disease. I thought this through before I got married or I wouldn't have dared to get married at all. I knew that if one person wanted to cheat, the other couldn't control it, and even if you're a GPS there are times when the signal flickers.