The Monster I Was Redeemed

The two people inside and outside the door fell into a confrontation.

Ai Liang did not intend to waste time and directly stated the current situation: "Whether you want it or not, it is an established fact that I am at the door, and no one can change it.

Instead of calling the police and making the matter bigger, why not talk to me now and I will leave naturally after I get the information I want.

Don't you want to know about your husband's current condition? "

Ai Liang mentioned her missing husband, and now everyone in the room couldn't sit still.

"Where is he?" the woman asked quickly.

Judging from the decomposition of the body, the man had been dead for at least two days.

If you include the time before death, he was missing for at least three to four days.

Maybe I was busy when I didn't call my family for a day or two while traveling.

But there was no news for three or four days, or even five or six days, which was enough to arouse the family's vigilance.

His wife has been worried about this for so long that her spirit has reached a critical point.

She would not let go of any information that could lead to her husband's whereabouts.

But of course Ai Liang couldn't tell her about her husband's death now.

How would a woman who had been waiting for news about her missing husband react when she heard that her husband was no longer alive?

Not surprisingly, he was in tears, making it impossible to continue the conversation.

"Before I tell you about him, I need you to tell me who he has been in contact with recently."

Ai Liang paused: "For example, a friend or client you have never heard of but suddenly want to meet."

The woman was silent for a while: "How do I know if you are lying to me?"

"Just because I'm talking to you through the door instead of just breaking in."

Ai Liang looked at the door handle: "How many times do you think this kind of door can withstand impacts?"

In the room, the woman did not retort to Ai Liang, but just held the clothes hanger in her hand tighter.

"He told me last weekend that he was going to meet an old friend."

The woman seemed to give up her resistance and began to describe her husband's unusual behavior before his disappearance.

Anyway, I have told this story more than once or twice in front of the police and private investigators in the past few days.

It doesn't hurt to say it again to the stranger outside the door.

What if he really knows the whereabouts of his husband?

"Although I was surprised that he still had old friends, he was busy cooking in the kitchen and he was standing at the door. I just asked briefly."

The woman's tone was full of regret: "If I could have said a few more words at that time, maybe everything would have been different..."

"I understand your pain."

Ai Liang gave a symbolic comfort to allow the conversation to continue: "Has he said where he is going?"

"He said he was going to a coffee shop in the city center, but the police found out by checking the surveillance along the way that he didn't go there at all!"

The woman's voice had a hint of crying: "The surveillance showed that he changed to several buses and finally got off at a key station, then walked into an Internet cafe and disappeared.

I asked many people together with the police, but no one knew when he left the Internet cafe. He never left the room under surveillance..."

Ai Liang did not ask the woman about the location of the Internet cafe because he had a detailed map of Neihua City in his mind.

"Is there anything else special?" Ai Liang asked.

The woman shook her head secretly in the room: "My husband is a relatively reserved person. He rarely has close contact with other people. Last weekend was the first time in many years that he proposed to meet old friends.

I have asked him about his past before, but he always answered perfunctorily, saying that when he was in school he only studied and had no time to build interpersonal relationships..."

Ai Liang listened to the woman talking about her husband's deeds outside the door, and her understanding of the deceased deepened.

Only by understanding a person's personality and habits can we predict the other person's psychological and behavioral patterns.

And then find clues.

"Does your husband usually wear a wedding ring?" Ai Liang asked abruptly.

"No...but he did have the ring when he left." The woman replied.

Ai Liang had a general direction of reasoning in his mind.

"That means he hasn't told you about his origins."

While listening to her words, Ai Liang thought about how to explain the news of her husband's death next.

A bold plan also emerged.

If the fish can take the bait, it will save a lot of time.

"origin?"

The woman was stunned for a moment, a little confused.

"Your husband is dead."

Ai Liang didn't hide anything and made the result clear when he came up.

"died?"

The woman reacted and yelled: "Impossible? How did you know he was dead?! Could it be you..."

Ai Liang said calmly: "Your husband is not from Yalian, you should know this."

Bang!

The woman jumped out of the bed and slapped the door: "Let me speak clearly first! Why do you say he is dead? Where is he now?"

"I'm speaking now."

Ai Liang continued: "Your husband was once a member of a transnational underground organization that is unknown to the general public. Later, due to some things, he defected from his organization and came to the Asian Federation.

Just recently, that organization began to send personnel to the Asian League, preparing to kill the people who defected with him.

While it's unclear who he went to see last week, it's highly likely that the person he was meeting killed him. "

"You fool me with stories from movies like this. Do you think I'm a three-year-old child?" the woman said sarcastically.

"I promised that it's my business to tell you part of the truth. It's your business to believe it or not. I don't mind if you take my words as a story."

Ai Liang took out the ring from his pocket and put it on the floor at the door: "I helped dispose of his body, and it has now turned into ashes.

Before burning the body, I left some personal items behind, such as his ring. "

"I don't know if he wants you to know about his death, but I think you have the right to know. There is no need for you to spend years or even ten years looking for a dead person.

There is no need to think about finding the body. The body was burned cleanly and nothing was left except the ring and the fragments of the mobile phone. In addition, I left the ring at the door of the room. As for whether it is your husband's, you can check it yourself. "

After Ai Liang said that, he turned around and left the same way.

The woman posted behind the door listens to every move outside.

After an unknown amount of time, she quietly opened the door, and with an uneasy expression, she slowly lowered her head and looked at her feet.

A silver-white ring was placed there quietly.

The woman recognized it at a glance as her and her husband's wedding rings.

She picked up the ring and pressed it to her heart with both hands. All the past came to her heart in an instant, and tears flowed down her eyes.

Only when people lose it will they realize how important the seemingly ordinary things are to them.

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