Chapter 0014 – How many times have we met (1 / 2)

Outside the door of the interrogation room, Wang Xu put down the thick file and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Just now, he harshly disliked his boss, Secretary Dr. Chiu.

This case is of great importance and the suspect happens to have appeared in previous related cases, if she can provide enough evidence, he will not only be able to understand the whole picture of Cheng Yu’s suicide case, but also use it as a trigger to find out the real culprits of the car accident case on Christmas Eve and the assassination case of the nurse in Harmony Hospital.

Especially in the case of the nurse assassination that happened a month ago, they finally pinpointed a man named Liu Ze, but he bit the capsule under his tongue in front of Wang Xu during the interrogation and committed suicide by taking poison.

Therefore, he resisted the pressure from his superiors and would not allow the case to be handled in a hasty manner.

But even so, he could only buy Jiang Xia thirty minutes of time.

“Okay.” Director Zhao weighed his options and granted permission to delay for the last thirty minutes.

“When the time is up, the group will just take the people out of the case…”

Director Zhao approached Wang Xu and lowered his voice vigilantly.

“And so be it.”

Director Zhao patted him on the back.

“You’ve been chief of detectives for over twenty years, and I understand that you want the truth to come out and a fair and just outcome more than anyone else, but there is no fairness, and we have to have everything as it is.”

These thirty minutes are the last chance.

However, the progress of the matter was repeatedly hampered by the fact that the suspect, Jiang Xia, was in extremely poor mental condition, in a trance and babbling, not to mention answering the questions he posed, and was unable to even communicate in a normal manner.

He had no choice but to inject Jiang Xia with a sedative, and with the assistance of two more armed police officers, he barely managed to hold her back in her chair.

Even if the surface is calm again, he knows that time is running out, but all hope can only rest on Jiang Xia’s confession again.

“It can only depend on the creation.” Wang Xu leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes, recalling the intermittent gibberish she had just spoken when she went crazy.

“I was locked up for a whole month…in the electric chair…in a cage…they cut off my feet…used an electric drill…drilled through my skull…fed me excrement and smeared it all over my all over my body…I…couldn’t see, couldn’t hear…it hurt…it hurt so much that I went numb…my arms and legs were gone…I wanted to die…but I couldn’t…. …”

Saying illogical words and pretending to be crazy is also one of the common tricks of suspects, and Wang Xu had thought that Jiang Xia, who was in the palace for the second time, would be a little more honest.

“Is she really just trying to get money to bury this case by letting Cheng Yu take the secret with him?”

At this time, the jury’s Xiao Zhang also pushed the door out, she was on fire to find Wang Xu.

“The suspect’s mental condition is much more stable, and she just gave testimony that the real killer was her head nurse, Liu Ziqing.”

Wang Xu immediately became energized upon hearing this, and he hurriedly sat up.

“Where’s the evidence?”

Chang flips through the written statements.

On May 9, she was imprisoned by the head nurse, Liu Ziqing, somewhere in or near the Jiangyuewan neighborhood, and because her eyes were blindfolded she didn’t know exactly where she was at the time.

She claimed that it was because she had stolen Cheng Yu’s share transfer book in the duty room that day that Liu Ziqing imprisoned her for fear that her secret would be revealed.

“There was indeed an alarm call in Jiang Yue Wan that night of May 9, but because our police department was busy handling a case on the side of Harmony Hospital, it was transferred to the Xinhua District Police Department, and in the end, it was said to be a false alarm, which was not resolved after verbal education.” Xiao Zhang provided information.

Wang Xu nodded, it seemed that Jiang Xia’s imprisonment was not a falsehood, but there was still no conclusive evidence that could prove that it was directly related to Liu Ziqing framing Cheng Yu.

“That’s what I told her, because there’s already information showing that the shares Cheng Yu inherited are still in his name, and we haven’t seen that transfer…”

“In that case Liu Ziqing should preserve Cheng Yu all the more.”

Wang Xu saw Zhang Ting with her head down and didn’t say a word and asked her what was wrong.

“What you say is certainly reasonable, but this could instead become a handle for Cheng Yu to hold hostage.”

“You mean, taking advantage of Liu Ziqing’s greed?”

Zhang Ting nodded.

“Perhaps Cheng Yu deliberately committed suicide precisely because he knew Liu Ziqing had the transfer in her hands and there was nothing he could do.”

Deliberate suicide … Wang Xu associated with Jiang Xia two months ago, and Lin Qing two strands of war is the polar opposite, Jiang Xia a look of life and death to look down.

It’s too much of a coincidence to appear at the same time in two potentially coherent cases and both become suspects.

Besides, they’d never met before, and yet she asked him where the hourglass was…

In a flash, Wang Xu seemed to have figured something out, stood up without changing his face, and walked towards the interrogation room in silence.

“It’s over… “Zhang Ting’s tone was full of regret.

“Thirty minutes is coming up, Director Zhao just informed that the Murin Group’s people will be here soon.”

“Even just one minute is enough.”

“Are you thinking I’m wrong?”

He stopped in front of the door and spoke slowly.

“So how can we prove that he killed himself on purpose? Was the conveyance the only thing that caused him to go off the deep end?”

Zhang Ting was stumped by the question and was momentarily speechless.

“Right or wrong, you and I are only as bystanders conjecture, the real evidence, but also have to let Jiang Xia personally say out.”

He pushed the door open, and sitting in the interrogation chair was a cloaked Echidna, who was still startled despite having calmed down as much as she could.

She held the hourglass in her right hand; if she broke it, the fifth reincarnation would open.

“Put it down for now, I just have one question.”

Wang Xu and Jiang Xia looked at each other, her tired eyes were already empty, the month-long torture had already made her forget why exactly she was involved in the whole incident.

“I’ll say anything…leave me alone…” she begged with a whimper.

“This is, uh, the first time we’ve met.”

She was a lonely traveler, backtracking again and again like a hot, dry wind, wearing out her will, drying up her heart, and rolling up the yellow sand in the sky so that she was lost and didn’t know where to go.

Jiang Xia had thought that she had been left in the corner, and that her desperate attempts to save herself had been pointless.

“The first…many times…countless times, once…again…”

Due to her over-excitement, Jiang Xia could only barely support her violently trembling body by bracing her hands on the table. But in doing so, she could no longer hold back the tears that came to her eyes.

Wang Xu’s words blew away the yellow sand in the sky, and her dry heart was moisturized by the rain and spring breeze, just like a lost traveler who saw the dawn.

There was very little sea sand left in the hourglass, and Wang Xu knew there was no time to be melodramatic.

“Listen, maybe I’ll forget all of it the next time we meet, but I hope you don’t forget, don’t forget what you’re here for, why Cheng Yu killed himself, who strangled Han Ning Yi, and the car accident that night on Christmas Eve… only you know, only you can know the answers, please tell me all of this the next time we meet. There’s no need to rush, I’ll listen to you slowly over the course of thirty minutes.”

“Farewell.”

From the beginning of mankind’s birth, in the nearly ten thousand years of history, countless people had pondered what form time existed in, whether it was the grandfather paradox, or a parallel universe, and Jiang Xia couldn’t figure it out.

All she knew was that Wang Xu had spoken out so blatantly, and in that time and space where he still existed, she was afraid that he was also in a bad way.

She was not alone in her journey; behind her, her past and future time and space selves had paved the way with their corpses.