pjbooks Chapter 81 The rope breaks at its thinnest point
Chapter 81 The rope breaks at its thinnest point
Why did you take action against Gong Xiaojun at the end of last month?
Zhou Yang looked at Yao Fengshou, who was holding papers beside him, and asked the question that had been bothering him.
Logically speaking, many years have passed since Chung Yue was assaulted. If she really wanted revenge, it should have been done not long after the incident. Why would she choose such a time?
Yao Fengshou remained silent for a long while, then looked up with a sorrowful expression: "It's Xiao Tao. His time is running out!"
Since the first half of the year, Zhong Tao has been experiencing frequent stomach aches. At first, he thought it was a minor ailment and would only go to the clinic for some medicine when he couldn't bear it anymore.
However, in the last month or two, he has lost a lot of weight and has also experienced rectal bleeding.
If Yuan Lili hadn't discovered it by chance, he would have continued to hide it. Upon learning the seriousness of the situation, Yao Fengshou disregarded her objections and forcibly took him to a larger hospital.
The doctor was a responsible person. After asking some questions, he told them to go to Ning'an People's Hospital, where they were finally diagnosed with rectal cancer.
It has dragged on for too long, and there is basically no way to reverse the situation.
Zhong Tao broke down that day. He wanted to find the murderer who hurt his sister and drag the murderer down with him, so that he could give his father an explanation in the afterlife.
He felt that it was because of his incompetence that his sister had suffered such a misfortune, and he wanted to heal the wounds in his sister's heart in the limited time he had.
Ultimately, he set his sights on Gong Xiaojun, and that led to everything that followed.
......
Zhou Yang and Wang Chao fell silent. This brother and sister had truly had a life full of misfortunes.
"Does Yuan Lili know?" A dark-skinned woman's image flashed through Zhou Yang's mind; her feelings for Zhong Tao were real and passionate...
"Xiao Tao didn't tell her, saying he'd tell her directly after he died, so as not to be a burden..." Yao Fengshou said, tears streaming down his face.
Zhou Yang pulled the densely written paper from the other person's hand, his gaze lingering on each name.
Perhaps due to his years in the grain business, Yao Fengshou's handwriting was still legible: "Is it all on here?"
Deep down, Zhou Yang felt that what he said was nonsense. From the time Zhong Yue was assaulted until now, four or five years have passed. How could Yao Fengshou possibly be with the victim all the time and remember every single one of them clearly?
"Not quite sure!" Perhaps knowing the urgency of the matter, Yao Fengshou answered with increasing caution.
"Go to the sanatorium, find Yuan Lili, and check everything together!" Wang Chao, who was driving the vehicle, gave the instructions, his eyes never leaving the paper.
Fortunately, Yuan Lili also came to the sanatorium today and was feeding Zhong Yue the red bean soup she had made herself.
Zhou Yang and Wang Chao watched as the other party carefully took care of Zhong Yue, and then thought of Zhong Tao's situation, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
All I can do is find the culprit who harmed Zhong Yue as soon as possible.
As Yuan Lili recalled, Zhou Yang found the hospital staff again and asked if they had any registration forms. At first, he didn't have much hope.
After all, when he and Fang Duo came here yesterday, they didn't register; they just asked a question and came in.
Unexpectedly, such a thing really exists. In the words of the hospital, the time when a patient is first admitted is the most likely time for problems to occur, so strict registration is necessary to prevent any bad things from happening.
However, once the residents have been staying for three months, this measure becomes virtually ineffective.
The hospital staff searched for a while before finally finding a yellowed booklet in a dusty box and handing it to Zhou Yang.
After receiving the booklet, Zhou Yang went to the group again and began to check each person against his memory.
"Ding Ling..."
"Panga..."
One name after another appeared, only to be rejected by Zhou Yang. Despite the passage of time, Zhou Yang's face remained calm and composed.
"Is everything here?" Zhou Yang asked again after Yao Fengshou and Yuan Lili paused, and received an affirmative answer.
That's not right, that's impossible. The murderer knew Gong Xiaojun, Zhong Tao, and the Chen brothers, so there's no reason why he wouldn't show up at that time.
Unless he had planned to hide himself from the beginning.
But Zhou Yang quickly dismissed the idea. If that were the case, how could the other party have committed the Q-sharp crime?
It can only be said that their approach was flawed, they made a mistake, and they haven't found the key point yet.
and many more!
Zhou Yang's eyes lit up as he looked at the two of them: "Where did Zhong Yue stay after the incident, before she came to the nursing home?"
Wang Chao slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "That's right, it's impossible that they arrived at the sanatorium immediately after the incident!"
Yuan Lili and Yao Fengshou exchanged a glance and spoke almost simultaneously: "Ning An, get well soon!"
According to the two, Zhong Yue first underwent an injury assessment and some treatment at the hospital, but not long after, the hospital suggested that she be sent to the Ning'an Rehabilitation Center, where she stayed for three months. After her condition stabilized, she came to the sanatorium.
Zhou Yang told the two to continue recalling, while he and Wang Chao rushed to the rehabilitation center. As time goes by, many people's memories will become distorted; only what is recorded in black and white is the most authentic.
As the largest rehabilitation center under Ning'an People's Hospital, Ning'an Rehabilitation Center is bound to leave some traces.
But they were soon disappointed. The rehabilitation center had moved to a new campus three years ago, and a lot of the data had been lost, leaving only some of the more important ones.
And the visitor registration, which is the least important and the least cared about, is naturally found among these lost items.
The clues almost died out here. Although Yuan Lili and Yao Fengshou tried their best to recall, they had little success. On the one hand, too much time had passed, and on the other hand, after enduring several years of a one-time encounter, it was difficult to recall the name or face.
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Today is the second day after the college entrance examination. Many students who have finished the exam are lingering in video arcades, billiard halls, and dance halls, filled with hope for the future.
The difference between school life and life outside of school is like night and day, and they are captivated by this experience. However, many of them are also constantly being instructed and dragged home by their parents.
"Mom, your and Dad's thinking is so old-fashioned. Nowadays, we believe in balancing work and rest. The exams are over, can't you let us relax a bit?" Under the bright moonlight, a boy skillfully dodged his mother's slap that was about to hit him on the head, ran a few steps to create distance, and argued his case.
"Relaxation is something you do after you go to university. What good is it to associate with these people in society now!" The mother looked to be in her forties. Seeing that her son had dodged the attack, she wasn't angry. She skillfully took off her slippers and threw them at the other person.
She missed, and the boy easily dodged it. He turned and made a face at his mother: "Mom, your slipper-wielding skills are nowhere near as good as Dad's!"
"You little rascal, pick it up right now, it's uncomfortable!" the mother exclaimed angrily, standing on one leg and ordering her naughty son.
"Yes, sir!" the boy replied, and jumped into a dry ditch in the direction where the slipper had fallen.
"Oh dear, you really know how to throw things away, this is a cesspool... ugh..."
Immediately afterwards, he felt something soft under his feet and smelled a faint stench of decay.
"Zhao Ziqiang, throw him out right now, what are you dawdling for?" The mother waited for a long time, and when she saw that her son hadn't come back up after going down, she frowned and scolded him.
Quiet!
She couldn't help but feel a little nervous. Enduring the sharp edges of the gravel on the ground, she took two steps forward and saw that her son's face was deathly pale in the moonlight.
He was half-lying down, his whole body trembling like a leaf, pointing to a spot, his words indistinct!