Eyes that are the same as those of evil

Chapter 258 Perfectionism 12
Having obtained a summary of Chu Yun's whereabouts over the past month, the criminal investigation team left the residential area.

It was still very hot. They got into the car and sat inside to look around carefully.

Tan Ming: "For the past month, she has not gone near that company, nor does she seem to have approached Qu Xiangbin. She spends most of her time at home."

"However, on the second day of the month, she went to the psychiatric department of the city hospital, which was not on the same floor as Yuan Qing's department. According to her, she did not know Yuan Qing. So it seems that she had no contact with Xu Youan or Yuan Qing."

Xiao Chen drew a literal conclusion: "So she had nothing to do with the car accident."

Tan Ming slowly shook his head: "But it's too much of a coincidence. She and the deceased were both victims in the same car accident, and now the deceased died in almost the same place, also in a car accident, and a surveillance camera connects her, the deceased, and Qu Xiangbin. With so many coincidences coming together, there's a high probability that something fishy is going on."

Zheng Yan pondered for a moment, not in a hurry to speak, and poked the green-haired commissioner who was always making dough figurines.

"What do you think?"

Tan Jia was also thinking, speaking slowly: "I'm thinking about a question—since their departments aren't on the same floor, do Chu Yun and Yuan Qing not know each other? Haven't they met? Haven't they talked about it, or heard about the deceased or Qu Xiangbin from each other?"

"You still suspect Yuan Qing. Is there anything about her that you find suspicious?" Zheng Yan asked.

Based on the current investigation, Yuan Qing had no time or motive to commit the crime, and her behavior during questioning was normal. Among Qu Xiangbin, Xu Youan's parents, and Chu Yun, she should be the least suspicious.

Tan Jia: "I also find it strange. It's a very subtle intuition. My brain remembers something, but I ignore it, so I always feel like something is not right. Let me sculpt some dough to sort it out."

Zheng Yan: I've never seen anyone who needs props to think.

He simply waved his hand and invited them to have some ice cream to cool their brains down, hoping it would help them come up with more ideas.

The snack shop was air-conditioned, and a refreshing coolness wafted over me. As soon as I entered, I couldn't help but take a deep breath, feeling as if my pores were finally breathing normally again.

Zheng Yan treated everyone, and Xiao Chen and the others wanted to order ten servings of ice each. The small table was filled with bowls of ice, and water droplets seeped from the bowls.

One bite, and your thirsty mouth and sluggish stomach feel refreshed.

Zheng Yan placed the free gift the shop assistant had given him in front of Tan Jia and asked her in a low voice, "What's your decision?"

Tan Jia placed her palm on the bowl of ice and said softly, "I analyzed it using a clumsy method. If I were the murderer, what would my motive be? Why would I place a surveillance camera in the victim's car? To capture evidence of the victim doing something? A scene of infidelity? A second face in private?"

"If the murderer is Yuan Qing, and I were her, what would be the reason I wanted to kill a husband who loved me deeply, whom I had just married, and with whom I had a good relationship? Was it because Xu Youan did something that forced me to take such drastic measures? For example, discovering some secret I couldn't reveal, or embezzling my money and being unable to get it all back through legitimate means. I confirmed the facts through the car's security camera, and then began planning to eliminate Xu Youan silently." "Or perhaps, I suddenly learned that Xu Youan had done things I couldn't accept. For example, illegally obtaining private footage from surveillance videos with Qu Xiangbin, even being a rapist, or even being a victim of sexual assault myself, which is why I hated my husband so much for similar behavior."

After finishing this long speech, she paused, then returned to her role as the investigator: "We haven't investigated the extent of Yuan Qing's knowledge of the deceased's secrets. Did she really only find out now that the deceased and Qu Xiangbin had an illicit affair? If she knew earlier, when and how did she discover it?"

Xiao Chen asked, "You said the deceased might have done something that forced Yuan Qing to kill him, such as knowing a secret. Do you have any specific guesses?"

"Important secrets such as my brother and I being together, or my twilight romance with the hospital director to make illicit money together."

Brother Tanming let out a deafening cough.

Zheng Yan: "...Young people are so imaginative. What if the murderer wasn't her? It could be Qu Xiangbin."

“If it were Qu Xiangbin, and I were him, having been friends with Xu Youan for over ten or twenty years, having done illegal things together, and perhaps even more serious things, there would basically be no separation in life but death, because I would worry that he might talk nonsense outside, that he might reveal these things when he's drunk, and that he might betray me after he’s ‘reformed’.”

"If Xu Youan's behavior shows any signs of leaking information at this time, even if it's not true, I will strike first. But the premise is that I have really done something very serious with him."

Tan Ming thought it made sense: "The friends were getting along well, and then Xu Youan suddenly wanted to 'go straight.' Qu Xiangbin repeatedly asked him to go see 'new things,' but he refused. He might really suspect that Xu Youan was going to betray them. If he was very suspicious, it would be reasonable for him to put a miniature camera in Xu Youan's car to find out if Xu Youan had leaked any secrets. After discovering that he had leaked secrets, he would plan to kill him."

"How did he know there was a possibility of the deceased leaking information after monitoring the situation? Did he overhear the deceased making a phone call? Then there must be a third person who knows this secret, and there are more than one people to deal with," Zheng Yan said, shaking his head.

No second body has been found yet, so this possibility is being considered for now.

Zheng Yan added: "If the murderer didn't find out during the phone call, then he must have talked about it with other people in the car, meaning a third person must have known the secret and was being targeted by the murderer. If neither of these is the case, it's impossible for the deceased to have just talked about his secret to himself. Even being struck by lightning wouldn't be that inexplicable."

This small detail reduced Qu Xiangbin's suspicion to the very end.

“The third guess is that if the murderer is Chu Yun,” Tan Jia put the smooth shaved ice into her mouth and swallowed it before saying, “If I were her, my motive for wanting to kill Xu Youan would be the most compelling. Or rather, I wanted to kill both Qu Xiangbin and Xu Youan, but Xu Youan died first.”

"Because of the surveillance video being posted online by Qu Xiangbin, I was criticized, slandered, and insulted by countless people. I developed anxiety disorder and always suspected that the whole world was covered by surveillance and that nowhere was safe. At the same time, my hatred for the instigator grew deeper and deeper, and I wished I could retaliate in kind."

Xiao Chen immediately chimed in: "For example, put a miniature surveillance camera in their car or home to record their indecent videos and post them online so they can be insulted?"

She nodded, then switched to being a strategist: "But this shouldn't be easy to implement. First, she would have to get close to the deceased and Qu Xiangbin's car. And Qu Xiangbin knows her, so he wouldn't let her have a chance to touch his car. In that case, only Xu Youan would be injured, and then when the trailer truck came, the car would be destroyed and he would die. A small lesson would turn into a big car accident."