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If what Guan Zengbin speculated is true, then I can predict the next developments. Du Ziguo cannot be alive; if Du Ziguo were alive, then everything Zhang Bin has would fall apart. It is very likely that Du Ziguo died in a way that makes it difficult for us to distinguish between suicide and homicide. This would leave the evidence fragmented and the testimony vague.
According to the principle of "presumption of innocence" upheld by our country's laws, Zhang Bin could very well be released on the spot.
However, it is clear that almost everyone believes Zhang Bin is the murderer; they just think we haven't found enough evidence to prove he is the murderer yet. Still, I can't shake the feeling that something is off if Du Ziguo really is dead. It could very well be as Guan Zengbin speculated.
In Guan Zengbin's eyes, Zhang Bin is a cunning and deceitful person. Whether he is hysterical or crying profusely, it all seems like a performance for us. Perhaps inside, he is secretly laughing. But regardless of what kind of person Zhang Bin truly is, finding Zheng Shuai or Cheng Yimin is the most important thing right now.
Soon we arrived at Smooth Daily Rental.
From the outside, it was clearly an illegal structure, a three-story building erected in a courtyard where you could even see the stairs from outside. Each floor had four small rooms, but I couldn't tell what kind of setup was inside. The main gate of the courtyard was open, and we walked in boldly.
Inside, there was a woman in her fifties sitting at the front desk. She looked to weigh over two hundred fifty pounds and was wearing an oversized shirt that barely covered her belly; it was hard to tell if she was cold or hot. When she saw us enter, she smiled broadly and said, "Oh, are you young folks here to rent a room? My rooms are cheap—just one hundred fifty."
She sized us up and continued, "Young people these days love excitement. How about some special services? They're all from reputable places."
Seeing we remained unmoved, she added, "No special services? How about buying a bottle of that aphrodisiac? It's really effective! I'll arrange for you to stay on the top floor; trust me, you'll have a great time."
I glanced over at Gu Chen, whose face had turned red from embarrassment.
Guan Zengbin stepped forward and said, "We are police officers."
With that, she showed her Special Operations Group badge given by Captain Shao.
Only then did the woman realize we weren't there to rent a room but to investigate. She spat a thick phlegm onto the ground and exclaimed, "Damn it! Who brought trouble here again? Is someone here soliciting? This place is a legitimate hotel; what do you think this is? Whoever did this better get their ass out here!"
Her voice was so loud it could startle anyone nearby; it was like thunder crashing down.
Before long, the "Households" all came out of their homes, each peering down the corridor with curiosity.
"Hey, Sister Ma," a voice called out. "Can't you show a little decency? The whole Yumu City can hear your shouting."
Sister Ma retorted, "You talk about decency? Your whole family lacks it! The police are here, so those of you who’ve done something wrong should just come down voluntarily. Don’t make them come up to catch you. If they end up shooting and a few of you get killed, you better clean the floor for me! Get down here!"
Sister Ma certainly had a fiery temperament. She muttered to herself, "Things have been so chaotic lately. Either someone’s sneaking around outside or the police are knocking on our door. It’s like they won’t let anyone have a good New Year. Damn it, the fortune teller said I was supposed to have good luck this year."
I shrugged helplessly and said, "No need to look anymore. Zheng Shuai, come down. And what about Cheng Yimin?"
The person who had spoken earlier was none other than Zhang Bin's younger brother, Zheng Shuai.
Upon seeing me, Zheng Shuai quickly ducked his head back.
Gu Chen shouted from below, "Sister Ma is right. Come down already; don’t make me come up to get you two."
They had already experienced Gu Chen's prowess when they were taken to the police station by Hao Ren. Now, like frightened mice, the two of them scurried down.
Sister Ma remarked, "Look at you two, acting all high and mighty but not even finding a sister for yourselves. Who would have thought it would be you two getting caught? If it were up to me, men need to release some pressure. If they don’t, trouble is bound to happen sooner or later. Hey, police officer, did these two little bastards assault someone?"
I felt utterly helpless with Sister Ma's comments and replied, "Case confidentiality; no comment."
Sister Ma spat in disdain and said, "You can arrest anyone you want, but the deposit is non-refundable... This is my way of delivering justice against these criminals."
The two were taken to the car and handcuffed while Gu Chen watched them closely.
I thought it was necessary for me and Guan Zengbin to check the three men's residence. Sister Ma led the way, and I couldn't help but notice her plump backside swaying as she walked; I was genuinely afraid she might collapse at any moment.
Sister Ma said, "These three! Three big men living in one room, and they can't even be bothered to take out the trash. It's a mess everywhere. If it weren't for the fact that not many people live in this house, I would have kicked them out long ago. Just looking at them, I knew they were no good. I've often heard that once they lay low, everything's fine; they treat this place like a hideout."
"Lay low and everything's fine?" I repeated. "Do you know who they're hiding from?"
"Hiding from whom?" Sister Ma laughed. "Who else could it be? It's you guys."
By this time, we had arrived at the door of their room.
As soon as we pushed the door open, we were greeted by a mountain of takeout boxes and beer bottles piled inside. The floor was covered in ash, which had already stuck to the ground. Two beds were pushed together, with dark, unmade blankets. The state of the room clearly reflected the habits of its three occupants.
However, there wasn't even a television in the room this time; apart from the beds, there was just a chair, and no bathroom or shower. I wondered what these three did in here every night.
Sister Ma spat on the floor and said, "It's so filthy! If it weren't for the extra twenty I get every month, do you think I'd let these three slobs stay here? Dream on! There's nothing in here; those few dirty magazines were given to them by me. All they know how to do is jerk off—there's no saving them."
On the bed, I noticed a table covered with takeout food—cooked meat and vegetables—still warm to the touch, indicating they had just bought it not long ago. This much was something Zhang Bin didn't need to lie about.
After a quick look around, I found nothing of interest.
Back in the car, I saw two people incessantly mumbling to Gu Chen: "We didn't do anything! I've explained everything to you; running away when we see police is just basic respect for you guys. I really haven't committed any crimes—who would during the New Year?"
I knocked on the car door and said, "Zhang Bin has already turned you in; what are you still arguing about?"
"Zhang Bin?" Zheng Shuai cursed. "I knew that Zhang Bin was no good. He did everything himself but insists on dragging us into it. Honestly, we have nothing to do with that incident. Du Ziguo raped his sister; that was entirely instigated by Zhang Bin—we didn't say a word."
"Huh?" I looked at the two people seriously. Cheng Yimin said: "Yes, that ****** was drunk by Du Ziguo himself, we all let Du Ziguo go, but Zhang Bin insisted on taking Du Ziguo away. Second, Zhang Bin deliberately left **** in the hotel just to scare Du Ziguo to death when he became addicted to drugs. We all advised Zhang Bin not to do anything. Absolutely, people will be killed when the time comes, but he just won’t listen.” Zheng Shuai continued: “He regards Du Ziguo as his own dog, and so does Du Ziguo, once the drug addiction comes up. He listened to Zhang Bin in everything. After drinking too much, Zhang Bin asked Du Ziguo to rape his own sister. Du Ziguo was already drunk, Zhang. Bin also promised to give him a big bag of **** after he finished it. "We all advised him not to do this." Zheng Shuai looked at Cheng Yimin. Cheng Yimin also nodded: "Yeah, but he doesn't care, it's just like this. It's not that he doesn't know, Du Ziguo listens to him very much. After two days, Du Ziguo will finish it by himself . Afraid that Zhang Bin wouldn’t believe it, he even took a video.” “Video?” Our three eyes lit up at the same time. Cheng Yimin said: "It's on my phone, it's on my phone, for you to see." Then, Cheng Yimin opened a video. After reading it, our mood could not be calm for a long time. It can be seen that the video was shot with a mobile phone, and the hand of the person filming was constantly moving, and the picture was shaking badly. But we can still see that it is Fang Qi lying on the ground at this moment. The person who shot the video was picking up Fang Qi's clothes while muttering: "I don't want this, but I can't help it, I can't help it, I can't stand it." Fang Qi keeps crying He kept struggling. But the hand in the picture never stopped moving. After a while, Fang Qi's clothes were stripped off. The photographer then took off his pants.
He was trembling all over, looking like a drug addict in withdrawal. At that moment, he was beyond caring, one hand gripping his phone tightly while the other hand was choking Fang Qi's neck. Then, we witnessed an indescribable scene. After a while, the shooter finally stopped moving and collapsed onto Fang Qi.
At last, we saw the true identity of the shooter; it was none other than Fang Qi's brother, Du Ziguo.
Du Ziguo was fanning his face with his hand while crying out, "I'm sorry, Qi, I'm sorry, Qi. I don't know what's wrong with me. I don't know, I..."
Then the screen went black, and soon after, it cut off.
"Dammit, Zhang Bin!" Gu Chen exclaimed after watching, punching the car door so hard that it left a dent, showcasing the force behind his blow.
"People like him deserve to be torn to shreds!" Gu Chen said angrily.
Cheng Yimin replied, "We all warned Zhang Bin not to go too far, but he just wouldn't listen. Even the hotel boss knew about it; he was right there at the time. Later on, when Zhang Bin got scared, he took us and hid away. Since then, he's been acting strange, always running off alone without telling anyone what he was up to."
"He often goes out alone?" I asked.
"Yeah," Zheng Shuai confirmed. "Recently he's been going out even more frequently. Besides changing his bandages and eating, we have no idea what he's busy with."
Guan Zengbin leaned closer to my ear and said, "Maybe he's out busy kidnapping Zhao Li."
I nodded; it seemed that Zhang Bin really was the murderer.
But if that's the case, did that mean Du Ziguo was dead?
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