Only then did we realize that this road was quite difficult to drive. It was more than 100 kilometers and it took the two of us nearly two hours and ten minutes to get there.
After getting out of the car, I asked around and immediately found out where Wang Lingling's family was. After all, they were the family of someone who was getting married soon.
Du Dayong took a look at Wang Lingling's home. It seemed that the economic conditions were good, and the two-story building looked quite new.
Entering the yard, several dogs were barking wildly.
"Who are you looking for?"
The questioner was a woman in her forties.
"Is this Wang Lingling's house? We are from the Qinglu City Bureau." Fu Cheng said as he took out his ID.
The middle-aged woman just glanced at him and asked.
"That's my daughter! What do you want from her?"
"Hello, eldest sister, we called her today to learn about a situation. Your daughter knew we were coming."
Fu Cheng quickly announced the appointment so that no one would misunderstand anything.
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged woman quickly drove away the barking dogs.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ
"It's in the west room. You just need to go in and call me."
The two of them then entered the house.
"Is Wang Lingling here?"
As soon as Fu Cheng finished his question, the door to the west end opened.
"You are the ones looking for me?"
The person who opened the door was a girl in her early twenties at most. She was pretty good-looking. She stared at the two of them with the door half open and asked.
Fu Cheng then took a step forward and said.
"Yes, we are from the Qinglu City Bureau. This is my work ID."
The girl just glanced at it, then opened the door and walked out.
"Police officer, are you here for Fang Xiujuan's case?"
Du Dayong nodded and then spoke.
"Wang Lingling, we two are from the Qinglu City Bureau's Special Case Team. We have just taken over this case. We are not familiar with some of the circumstances, so we came to you to ask questions and cause you trouble."
"It's okay! Xiujuan has a good relationship with me, but her life is not good. Sit down, Mom! Pour me two glasses of water!" Wang Lingling said to Du Dayong and shouted outside.
"Thank you! I heard from your old boss Liu Zongxiang that the two of you were watching five boxes at that time, so your relationship became closer."
Du Dayong threw Liu Zongxiang out first, hoping that this way the conversation would be smoother.
"Yes! In the past, there were only a few private rooms, so the two of us watched four private rooms together."
"Then you should have been guarding the box with Fang Xiujuan for a long time, right?"
"One year and four months. I am three years older than her! She treats me like a sister."
"Have you noticed any emotional changes in her recently? For example, she likes to sing, becomes more active, and talks more than before."
"Xiujuan talks very little, and she doesn't like singing or jumping around very much."
"She and I don't talk a lot, but she works very quickly and is not afraid of suffering. I am a straightforward person, and sometimes I don't have any sense of what I say, but she doesn't get angry."
Du Dayong thought for a while and asked again.
"You mean that there is no difference between her renting a house and her not renting a house?"
"How should I put it? There really isn't much of a difference. It's just that I never said it was good to be educated before. I have said it a few times since I moved out. Anyway, the meaning is like being uncultured is a disadvantage."
"When did this idea come up?"
"Two or three months, I don't really remember. Besides, I only mentioned it once or twice, but there seemed to be some educational program on TV at that time. I guess I must have seen those college students on TV.
It’s a sigh of relief.”
"In addition to that, has she been interested in any clothes recently? It's compared to the time when she first came to work."
"It doesn't seem like this! The boss lady gave her a piece of clothing during the Chinese New Year, but she couldn't bear to wear it. She said she would wear it when she went back to her hometown. As for the dress you mentioned, it has nothing to do with her. Xiujuan is very frugal."
"Then have you ever picked up money in the box?"
"Of course I have it! The biggest bag contained probably tens of thousands of dollars, but neither of us dared to take it. In the end, the boss lady gave it back to them, and they gave us a hundred dollars each."
"I mean the kind of small denomination money, like five yuan or ten yuan."
"I picked it up many times, but she didn't dare to take the money. She always gave it to the landlady. Then the landlady finally saw that she didn't come back to look for it, so she used it to buy toilet paper, soap and so on. This Xiujuan took it, but
I only got what she needed, and I’ve never seen her take more.”
Only then did Du Dayong have a three-dimensional image of the victim.
"Have you ever hung out together during your break? Even just an afternoon stroll!"
At this time, Wang Lingling began to think seriously.
"Shopping! But Xiujuan just buys some medicine for her grandpa or grandma and sends it back. Her clothes are sometimes given to her by some of us who don't wear them or don't like them, so she doesn't buy clothes at all.
My shoes are also cloth shoes issued in restaurants, and they are just cotton shoes in winter.”
"She always said she wanted to save money and send it home. When she first came to the store, she washed her hair with soap, the same kind of soap used to wash clothes. The most terrifying thing was that when the soap was gone, she used washing powder.
Washing my hair, I felt incredible when I saw it.”
"Later, after I told the boss lady, she quickly bought her shampoo. She is really stingy with herself!"
Wang Lingling's nostalgic expression made Du Dayong feel heavy.
Fu Cheng's hand holding the pen was so tight that his knuckles were blue and white.