On a rainy night, the school beauty knocked on my door and asked for shelter

Chapter 8 The murder weapon has been found!
Wow!
As soon as he entered the rain, Chen Mo heard the umbrella ribs groaning like they were about to die in the strong wind. His knuckles turned white from gripping the umbrella handle tightly. The rain wove a dense silver curtain along the edge of the umbrella, making every step he took feel like stepping into a deep pool. The muffled sound made by his rain boots squeezing the accumulated water formed a sharp contrast with the burning anxiety in his chest.

"I finally understand why Su Yuqing left her umbrella so far away. With this kind of wind, she can't walk with an umbrella."

The neon lights blurred into blurred blocks of color in the rain, and the halo of the convenience store was left behind, like the last starlight falling into the deep sea.

The surveillance camera at the entrance of the alley ahead had its head drooped, and its rusty hinge creaked in the wind - this was the "starting point of the blind spot" repeatedly mentioned in the trace inspection report of that year.

Chen Mo's rain boots rolled over the broken beer bottle shards, and the dull sound of the rubber soles rubbing against the glass made his temples throb.

The surrounding area was littered with takeout boxes and rotten vegetable leaves, and the foul smell mixed with the rusty smell of the iron roof hit my nose.

The accumulated water overflowed the edge of the boots and then receded. The waterproofness of the rain boots kept the mud out, but it could not block the vibration of broken glass coming from the soles of the feet.

[22:17] The fluorescent light of the waterproof watch glowed faintly under the umbrella, and the frequency of the second beats and the heartbeat seemed to gradually overlap.

The rain and wind were so strong that the umbrella was of almost no use. Chen Mo thought to himself that it would be better to buy a raincoat.

However, he himself is very resistant to raincoats and feels that they are very restrictive when worn.

The rain ignored the umbrella and was blown wildly by the strong wind onto Chen Mo's face. The only advantage of having an umbrella was that the part above his forehead was somewhat blocked by the rain.

Exhaling the fishy and salty raindrops, Chen Mo quickened his pace against the wind.

The illegal buildings at the end of the alley were twisted into hideous silhouettes in the torrential rain. Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew, blowing the umbrellas off, and icy rain poured down on them.

Chen Mo simply threw away his umbrella. The stinging sensation of rain running down his brow and into his eye sockets was surprisingly similar to the burning sensation brought by the formalin mist in the autopsy room in his previous life.

The phone vibrates three times in its waterproof case—a specially set monitoring alert tone.

Chen Mo found a rooftop, leaned against the damp brick wall and clicked on the screen. In the warm yellow light, Su Yuqing was curled up in the corner of the sofa, the hem of her sweatshirt gently rising and falling with the slight movements of her lower body. The surveillance camera angle just happened to be able to see her bare ankles. At this time, her pair of small feet were rubbing against each other slowly and restlessly, and her eyes turned to the door from time to time.

There was a bit of anticipation and a bit of worry in this look.

It's like a girl in love waiting for her boyfriend to come home quickly.

She was looking forward to Chen Mo coming back soon, but she was also worried about why he hadn't come back in twenty minutes after going out to buy something.

"Just wait a little longer, don't be anxious." Chen Mo stroked the red corners of the girl's eyes on the screen with his thumb and put the phone back into his chest pocket.

Chen Mo wiped away the water curtain in front of his eyes, and the veins on his neck bulged from gritting his teeth.

The waterproof watch shows [22:20], which is very close to the estimated time of the crime. At this time, the criminal is either nearby or about to come.

He bent his body and sneaked along the wall, hiding himself in the rain. The mud and water on the wall flowed into his collar along the ends of his hair. The cloth on his back, which had long been soaked by the rain, now looked like a piece of ice armor.

The trash can three meters away was overturned by the strong wind, and rotten vegetable leaves wrapped in condoms were washed onto the bluestone slabs.

When Chen Mo's rain boots rolled over, he felt a sticky sensation on the soles of his feet - it was strikingly similar to the stain under the victim's skirt in the crime scene photo from his previous life.

Finally arrived at the crime scene.

Now it was time to observe who was walking past. The heavy rain made it difficult to observe. Chen Mo immediately pulled up his shirt to cover his head to prevent the rain from affecting his vision. He squinted his eyes and observed his surroundings. At this time, there was no other sound except the heavy rain and strong wind.

Chen Mo hunched over the iron shed of the illegal building, the faint blue fluorescence of the waterproof surface piercing the rain curtain——[22:29].

Suddenly, there was a sound of metal collision at the end of the alley. Chen Mo immediately looked over and saw a figure in a black hoodie accidentally knocking over a metal bracket while retreating.

Chen Mo immediately walked over quickly, and unexpectedly it was an acquaintance.

"Zhou Hao?" His throat tightened.

The notorious school bully of Linjiang No. 2 Middle School was peeling an apple with a fruit knife, the blade precisely twisting along the flesh to create a spiral of peel.

"Isn't this Lao Mo? Why are you running here in the middle of the night when it's windy and rainy without an umbrella?" Zhou Hao looked at Chen Mo and asked in surprise.

Generally speaking, the school bully and the school bully are two parallel lines that never intersect.

But in Linjiang No. 2 Middle School, Chen Mo is a special existence that directly connects two parallel lines.

He can play with the top students and get along harmoniously with the school bullies.

The more Chen Mo spent with Zhou Hao, the more he understood why Zhou Hao became the school bully. The school bully was just his protective color.

He came from a poor family and his mother had uremia. He didn't want to be looked down upon because of his family background, nor did he want to be bullied because of his disadvantaged family background. So he learned from somewhere that if he wanted to avoid being bullied, he had to bully others first. In this way, he built up his reputation, made friends with the gangsters outside, and became the school bully of Linjiang No. 2 Middle School.

"I went out to do something, and the wind was so strong that it broke my umbrella." Chen Mo smiled and said, "What are you doing so late at night?"

The scorpion tattoo behind Zhou Hao's ear twitched as he swallowed the fruit pulp. The tip of his knife picked up a wrinkled apple from the plastic bag. "I sent some fruit to my mother, but she sent me back!"

Zhou Hao's mother suffers from uremia and needs dialysis three times a week.

The light yellow powder on the edge of his rain boots was the anti-slip plaster commonly used in hospital corridors.

Zhou Hao obviously did not lie.

However, as Zhou Hao moved, Chen Mo's pupils shrank instantly, because the fruit knife in his hand at this moment really looked like the murder weapon described in the Su Yuqing case.

Seeing Chen Mo suddenly standing in the rain as if he was under a spell, Zhou Hao ripped open his collar and looked at Chen Mo from under the awning and shouted, "Why are you standing in the rain? Come here quickly. My house is right next door. Let me lend you an umbrella."

Upon hearing this, Chen Mo entered the awning where Zhou Hao was. As soon as he approached him, he smelled a strong smell of disinfectant mixed with thrombin - this was the common smell on family members accompanying patients in the intensive care unit.

Suddenly, Zhou Hao's phone rang, "Family member of bed 304! Your mother's blood oxygen level has dropped again!"

Zhou Hao's expression changed instantly, and the fruit knife fell into the water with a plop, with the blade facing upwards, reflecting his running back.

He didn't even have time to explain the situation to Chen Mo.

When Chen Mo bent down to pick up the knife, he was completely sure that this knife was exactly the same as the fruit knife that the forensic doctor had deduced was the murder weapon!
A fruit knife that was exactly the same as the murder weapon inferred from the case appeared at this time and place. Chen Mo could almost conclude that this knife was the key murder weapon in Su Yuqing's case!

(End of this chapter)