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Early the next morning, Su Mu and Ye Qiu drove to the home of the family of a patient who had died in a medical accident involving Wang Qiang years ago. The family, surnamed Zhang, had been shrouded in gloom ever since the incident. Mr. Zhang welcomed Su Mu and Ye Qiu with a weary expression and a hint of wariness in his tone.
“Officer, hasn’t this case already been closed? Is there anything else you need from us?” Mr. Zhang asked.
Su Mu tried to explain gently, “Mr. Zhang, we are currently investigating a case and have discovered some new leads that may relate to what your family experienced a few years ago. We would like to ask you some questions.”
Upon hearing Su Mu's words, a complex emotion flickered in Mr. Zhang's eyes—pain mixed with confusion. “Are you… referring to Wang Qiang’s case?”
“Yes,” Su Mu nodded. “We suspect that there may be more to your family’s tragedy than meets the eye.”
Mr. Zhang fell silent, as if time had frozen. After a long pause, he sighed deeply and spoke in a low, heavy voice, “To be honest, I have always had a strong feeling deep down that this matter is far from simple. My poor wife… her passing was so sudden and strange…”
At this point, Ye Qiu quickly interjected, “Do you remember receiving a threatening letter back then?” As soon as he spoke, Mr. Zhang seemed to be jolted awake; he suddenly looked up, his eyes flashing with an unmistakable fear.
“How do you… know about the threatening letter?” Mr. Zhang asked with a trembling voice, instinctively shrinking back.
Ye Qiu hurriedly explained, “It was Officer Li, who investigated your wife’s case, who informed us about it. Now, could you please think back carefully and tell us what exactly was written in that letter?”
Hearing this, Mr. Zhang's face contorted with pain as he tightly closed his eyes, struggling to recall the chilling memories. His brow furrowed deeply, and beads of sweat began to form on his forehead.
Finally, after much effort in recollection, Mr. Zhang slowly opened his eyes and spoke in a hoarse voice: “The letter said… that if we dared to continue investigating the true cause of my wife’s death, something even more terrifying would happen to us.
When we read such content, our family was truly frightened beyond measure. We were particularly afraid that it would implicate our innocent young child, which is why we ultimately had to choose to abandon any further investigation…” As he reached the end of his statement, Mr. Zhang could not help but choke up; tears streamed down his cheeks.
“Do you still have that threatening letter?” Su Mu asked with a serious expression. Mr. Zhang slowly shook his head, a hint of fear crossing his face as he spoke with a slight tremor in his voice, “I was so scared at the time. After reading it, my mind went blank, and in a panic, I burned it.”
Although they couldn't find the original letter, the expression on Mr. Zhang's face and his description of its contents left no doubt about its authenticity.
Moreover, when combined with the information they had previously gathered, especially what Li Wei had provided, all the clues corroborated each other.
This led Su Mu and Ye Qiu to increasingly believe that the bizarre medical accident that Wang Qiang had encountered and the chilling murder currently unfolding in the market were not isolated incidents; rather, they likely concealed a much larger and more meticulously planned conspiracy.
With this thought in mind, Su Mu pressed on, “Mr. Zhang, aside from what you just mentioned, do you remember any other suspicious occurrences? For instance, did your wife ever unintentionally offend anyone while she was alive? Or were there people whose behavior seemed unusual?”
Upon hearing this question, Mr. Zhang's previously tense demeanor seemed to relax slightly. He furrowed his brow and closed his eyes for a moment, trying hard to search his memory for relevant fragments.
After a brief silence, Mr. Zhang suddenly opened his eyes wide as if a flash of insight had struck him. He spoke urgently, “I remember! In the days leading up to my wife's death, she had told me in a panic that she felt like someone was secretly following her.
But since she never got a good look at who it was when she turned around, she initially didn’t pay much attention to it... However, looking back now, it’s quite frightening.” He paused for a moment before hesitantly adding, “Oh right, she... she seemed to have vaguely mentioned a name... but at the time she wasn’t particularly concerned about it, so I didn’t think much of it.”
“Do you remember that name?” Su Mu asked eagerly, locking his gaze onto Mr. Zhang’s, silently considering that this could be the key clue to unraveling the mystery.
Mr. Zhang squinted slightly as he struggled to dig deeper into his memories. His brow furrowed more deeply as if those past recollections were buried under layers of fog, difficult to reach. Seconds ticked by as the atmosphere grew increasingly tense.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity of waiting, Mr. Zhang slowly said, “It seems... it seems to be... ‘Wu Yong’...” His voice was barely above a whisper, tinged with uncertainty.
“Wu Yong?” Upon hearing this name, Su Mu and Ye Qiu exchanged glances filled with mutual confusion—this name was completely unfamiliar to them.
"Yes, my wife told me at the time that she always felt the person following her seemed to have some connection to someone named Wu Yong. But the problem is, my wife doesn’t even know this person, so she herself doubted whether she was being too sensitive or mistaken," Mr. Zhang said, gently shaking his head, his face a mix of confusion and worry.
"Wu Yong..." Su Mu murmured the name, his mind racing as he tried to capture any fragment of information related to it from the ocean of his memories. Yet, no matter how hard he thought, the name remained like an isolated island, standing alone in a sea of uncertainty, offering no clues.
"Mr. Zhang, do you know what identity this Wu Yong holds? Or did your wife mention anything else about him?" Su Mu pressed on, unwilling to let go of this hard-won lead, hoping to unearth more useful details.
Mr. Zhang shook his head helplessly, a look of bewilderment crossing his face as he slowly replied, "My wife never mentioned this person to me, so I really know nothing about Wu Yong." Although the only lead they had was vague and unclear, it was undeniable that the name "Wu Yong" was like a lightning bolt piercing through the dark night sky, opening a new door in their otherwise murky investigation and bringing fresh hope and possibilities.
Su Mu and Ye Qiu exchanged glances, understanding each other without words. They knew that this hard-earned clue might be the key to unraveling the mystery. Without hesitation, they decided to launch a thorough and in-depth investigation into the mysterious Wu Yong. Time was of the essence, and they quickly sprang into action.
After bidding farewell to the Zhang family, Su Mu wasted no time in deploying personnel and fully committing to the investigation against Wu Yong. Meanwhile, Ye Qiu hurried back to the police station and dove into the mountain of medical malpractice files concerning Wang Qiang, meticulously flipping through each page and leaving no potential connection to Wu Yong or the stalking incident overlooked.
As seconds turned into minutes, both remained focused on their respective tasks without a hint of complacency.
With the ongoing investigation, more and more details began to surface, as if pieces of a massive puzzle were slowly being assembled together.
They increasingly felt that the truth hidden behind that eerie character "Sacrifice" was drawing closer…
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