The truth behind murder

Chapter 4 surely die

Ti'an returned to the interrogation room, although he could basically conclude that the two cases were not the same.

But he still decided to interrogate Cheng Jing again to see if there were any more clues to dig.

Ti'an saw Cheng Jing's eyes red at the end of the fence, clearly not closing their eyes last night.

Question An knowingly asked, "How did you sleep last night?"

Cheng Jing lowered her head and did not answer Qian An's question.

"Do you know Liu Li?" Question An asked.

Cheng Jing looked up, almost without thinking, and quickly replied, "I don't know someone named Liu Li."

After a second, she asked An again, "Excuse me, is my case related to someone named Liu Li?"

Question An did not answer her, and he could not reveal anything until Liu Li's identity was thoroughly investigated.

Tell me in detail about the relationship between you and Xiaowei.

Don't miss any details, especially on the day of the crime, when you pushed Xiaowei down the cliff, were you sure he was dead?

Or is it just your speculation? " Question An continues to ask.

Cheng Jing thought for a moment and then said, "At that time, I pushed him and he fell on his back.".

I saw him landing on the back of his head and he fell into a coma.

I was too scared at the time and didn't dare to stay any longer. I quickly left.

I know that falling from such a steep cliff will be more or less ominous.

As for me and Xiaowei Xiao Wei and I grew up in an orphanage when we were young.

His eyes are big, and because he is very thin, his eyes appear even bigger.

Long pants always drag on the ground, and the cuffs are worn out.

However, the clothes in our orphanage are donated by compassionate individuals from society.

It won't fit perfectly. If we have clothes to wear, we'll be very happy

Question An asked, "Are you both entering the orphanage at the same time? Does Xiaowei have a big name?"

I don't know Xiao Wei's name.

Since I can remember, I have been in an orphanage.

My name at the orphanage is Xiao Han.

I heard from the teacher at the orphanage that I was placed at the entrance of the orphanage when I was very young.

That day was Xiaohan, so my name was Xiaohan.

I don't know how often Xiaowei will come, I haven't even noticed that there is someone like Xiaowei in the orphanage

"When was the first time you saw him?"

"The first time I met Xiaowei was when we were being bullied by those bad kids."

"Did you often get bullied when you were a child? How did they bully you?"

Cheng Jing's eyes turned a little red and nodded, "There are only a few teachers in the orphanage, and the teachers are more focused on caring for deaf, mute, and disabled children.".

We healthy ones just eat and sleep, and then grow on our own like seeds scattered in the fields.

There are very few toys in the orphanage, and we, the younger children, are the toys of the older ones.

There are several older children whose favorite games are potatoes, fish, and fish

"What are 'potatoes' and' fish and fish '?" Question An asked curiously.

Cheng Jing suddenly seemed to be choked down and unable to move. Like hypoxia, breathing heavily, lips and face instantly turn blue, as if about to suffocate.

Question An shouted through the fence, "What's wrong with you? Do you need a doctor?"

Cheng Jing covered her chest, opened her mouth wide, and panted for a while, seeming to have improved slightly.

Ti'an knew that when the girl across from her was young, she must have received very cruel treatment in the orphanage, which made her immediately recall her feelings when she talked about this topic.

After a long time, Dian An tentatively asked her, "Can you continue to accept inquiries? If that experience was too painful, you can only talk about the part with Xiao Wei."

Cheng Jing waved her hand and although her voice was still a bit weak, she replied, "Thank you, I'm fine. You can continue.".

You ask me, what are "potatoes" and "fish and fish".

I can tell you.

In the backyard of our orphanage, a coffin was dug out some year, but there were no bones or anything else left.

The coffin has always been in the pit, and no one is interested.

Potatoes and potatoes are like pushing people into a coffin, and those older children shovel soil to bury the coffin.

We have a ditch in our orphanage, where "fish" and "fish" press a person's face into the ditch until the person stops moving

"Ah?" Dian An felt a chill on his spine.

In the world he grew up in, he had never encountered such a terrifying thing before.

The evil of children may be the most terrifying evil in the world.

This kind of evil comes from ignorance, from the innate selection of things in human nature.

The strong suppress the weak, and the evil of bullying the weak.

From them, I have never seen the appearance of love, the feeling of being loved and cared for by others.

Their evil is pure, primitive, and rightful.

"The first time you met Xiaowei was when you were bullied by those children, right? Did he help you?" asked Ti'an cautiously

My first meeting with Xiaowei

Once, I was pushed down by those big kids and buried in that coffin. The oxygen gradually disappeared, and my chest became increasingly stuffy.

I feel like I'm suffocating and dying soon, and my mind is a bit unclear.

In a daze, I suddenly saw a person's face.

Perhaps I was too scared, I didn't even notice that there was still a child being pushed in.

He woke me up, and I woke up and used all my strength to push the coffin board up with the child.

Actually, those big kids, although they looked scary at that time.

But after all, they were all children, and the soil layer was not very thick. We pushed up a few times with force, and the coffin lid opened.

Xiao Wei and I climbed out of the coffin with force, breathing heavily in the outside air.

We're both lucky that we didn't die

"The teacher and dean of the orphanage, don't you care about these bad kids?"

When those older children were bullying a younger child, that child drowned.

So the teacher harshly criticized those older children and punished them not to go to the yard or by the ditch.

So later on, I didn't suffer from that kind of bullying again, I just got my hair pulled and splashed with water It's okay. "

Ti'an also breathed a sigh of relief as he listened to Cheng Jing's explanation. He felt like a big stone was pressing down on his chest

He also has that terrifying sense of oppression.

"Since that incident, have you and Xiaowei often been together?" Dian An returned to the topic.

No, Xiaowei always walks alone and doesn't make friends with anyone.

His favorite game is drawing a picture on paper, tearing it into small pieces, and then putting them together.

I know Xiaowei saved my life, I should thank him

Once I saw him drawing alone on the steps, so I put the candy blocks I had secretly saved up, which were only made during the Chinese New Year, on his painting.

At that time, he shook off the candy on the painting and continued to paint, ignoring me.

But the next morning, when I woke up and got dressed, the candy in my pocket came back, and I knew Xiao Wei had not accepted my gratitude.

I think Xiaowei's family must have been very good before coming to the orphanage, after all, candy bars were considered delicious by the children in the orphanage at that time.

He was able to refuse, indicating that he used to eat frequently and was not very rare

Question An asked, "By the way, what painting did he draw?"

"I remember he drew a girl, wearing a skirt and a bow straw hat, maybe it was his sister or sister. I'm not sure."

A question suddenly appeared in Ti'an's mind, and he spoke up: "Since Xiaowei has saved you, why do you still want to kill him? What did he do that made you have to kill him?"

Cheng Jing lowered her head and, after a minute, seemed to be thinking about the answer.

Suddenly, she lifted her head and her gaze showed a hint of determination and cruelty. "Yes, he must die!"