C16 (2/2)

”Her lights are off.”

”I just closed the door, so I don't think I've slept yet. Captain Xiao, go knock on the door. Someone is here.”

Xiao He nodded and passed a cigarette to each of his colleagues.

Dong dong dong

The door opened.

Fu Lian was wearing a nightgown and a blue skirt. Although he was no longer young, his figure was well-preserved. When he saw the two of them, a trace of uneasiness flashed through his eyes.

”Captain Xiao, Officer Ning, you're looking for me so late at night? What's the matter?”

As he spoke, he sidled them in.

”It's nothing. I just wanted to ask you about Zhao Dezhong's death, do you know?” Xiao He entered the room and looked around.

”He … ”How did he die?” Fu Lian's face was filled with surprise and puzzlement.

”You don't know?” Xiao He said with great interest.

Fu Lian opened the shoe cabinet and handed a pair of lady's slippers to Ning Ruonan.

There were all kinds of women's shoes, high heels, leather boots, and chenille boots. It looked very upscale, and many of them were new. He didn't know if it was because of the meticulous maintenance every day.

The rich lady's way of life had not changed in the slightest due to her husband's death.

Xiao He looked around. There was only this shoe cabinet.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a pair of men's slippers in the corner. Fu Lian pointed at it and said:

”Captain Xiao, just wear those.”

”More than an hour ago, a large group of reporters almost surrounded the police station. By now, everyone in Ling'an should be aware of Wukang's serial killer case.” Xiao He pretended that he had just seen it and hurriedly put it on. He continued.

”Yes …” Is that so? ” Fu Lian was slightly flustered.

”Ms. Fu, why don't you turn on the TV and watch? ”You don't seem to be in good spirits. Have you not rested well for the past few days?” Xiao He said as he stared at the dark circles under her eyes.

”En...” ”Yes, yes.” As she spoke, she supported her forehead.

”I think you're a smart person, Ms. Fu. Zhao Dezhong's death doesn't make any sense. If the Wu Kang side dish falls apart and Lu Xiaoshan and Tan Wenshi die, won't you tell me something?”

”No ….” ”No, I've said what I needed to say!”

”Is that so?”

Xiao He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and waved it in front of Fu Lian. ”Lady Fu, it's a pity that another one of your Fifth Kang people has died!”

On the green screen, Ning Ruonan and Fu Lian focused their gazes on it at the same time.

It was clearly written: ”The Residents of An He District, District 301, East Lake District, South Street; Wukang Snack Food High Level Dong Ping is confirmed dead!”.