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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. The family, with the surname Zhang, had been shrouded in gloom since the incident several years ago. Mr. Zhang welcomed Su Mu and Ye Qiu, his expression weary and his tone laced with caution.
"Officer, hasn't this case already been closed? Is there anything else we need to cooperate with?" 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 be related to what happened to your family a few years ago. We would like to ask you a few questions."
Upon hearing Su Mu's words, a complex emotion flashed 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 death 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 at that time?" As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Zhang seemed to be jolted awake, his eyes widening with an unmistakable look of fear.
"You... how do you know about the threatening letter?" Mr. Zhang asked, his voice trembling as he instinctively recoiled.
Ye Qiu hurriedly explained, "It was Officer Li, who was in charge of investigating your wife's case, who informed us about it. Now, could you please think back carefully and recall what exactly was written in that threatening letter?"
Hearing this, Mr. Zhang's face contorted with pain as he closed his eyes tightly, struggling to remember that haunting past. His brow furrowed deeply, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
Finally, after much contemplation, Mr. Zhang slowly opened his eyes and spoke in a hoarse voice, "The letter said... it warned that if we dared to continue investigating the true cause of my wife's death, something even more terrible would happen to us."
When we read those words at the time, our family was truly terrified; we were especially afraid that it would implicate our innocent young child. In the end, we had no choice but to abandon any further investigation..." As he reached the end of his statement, Mr. Zhang's voice choked with emotion, tears streaming 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 that my mind went blank after reading it, and in a panic, I burned it.”
Although the original threatening letter could not be found, the authenticity of its existence was undeniable based on Mr. Zhang’s current demeanor and his description of the letter's contents.
Moreover, when combined with the information previously gathered, especially the details provided by Li Wei, all clues corroborated each other.
This made Su Mu and Ye Qiu increasingly convinced that the bizarre medical accident encountered by Wang Qiang and the chilling murder occurring at the market were not isolated incidents; behind them likely lay a vast and meticulously orchestrated 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 offend anyone unintentionally while she was alive? Or did anyone behave unusually?”
Upon hearing this question, Mr. Zhang’s previously tense nerves 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 spark of realization 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 someone was secretly following her.
But since she couldn’t clearly see what that person looked like when she turned around, she initially didn’t pay much attention to it... However, looking back now, it is indeed quite frightening.” He paused for a moment, hesitating slightly before continuing, “Oh right, she... she seemed to have vaguely mentioned a name... but at that 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 and thinking that this might 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. Time ticked by slowly, and 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, laced with uncertainty.
“Wu Yong?” Upon hearing this name, Su Mu and Ye Qiu exchanged glances simultaneously, both expressing the same confusion in their eyes—this name was utterly 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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