flstandardbreds Chapter 390 What do you think?
Chapter 390 What do you think?
In the slightly cramped accounting office, the atmosphere was so tense that it seemed as if water could be squeezed out of it. Dong Jiahui sat on the sofa, rubbing his hands unconsciously on his knees, with a look of tension that was difficult to conceal.
Luo Jinxi and Zhang Zhekun sat opposite him, their eyes sharp as if they could see through every corner of his heart.
At this time, they were talking about Zhu Huimin asking Dong Jiahui for an advance on her salary a few days ago.
Dong Jiahui frowned slightly and recalled, "Zhu Huimin told me that her brother was getting married soon and the family needed money urgently. She looked so anxious, and I felt bad seeing that."
He paused, swallowed, and continued, "After I discussed it with the factory manager, he also agreed to advance the salary. I thought at the time that once she came to complete the formalities, she would be able to get the money, which would be considered as helping her out of her urgent need."
“However, as the days passed, I never saw Zhu Huimin come to the office to get the money.
I started to wonder," Dong Jiahui said with a hint of doubt, "Why didn't she come when she needed the money so urgently?"
"So I took out my cell phone and called Zhu Huimin. But no one answered the phone, and finally there was a shutdown tone. I felt very uneasy, and that uneasiness was like an invisible hand, tightly gripping my heart."
"I couldn't help but worry about her," Dong Jiahui's eyes flashed with worry, "so I thought about going to the dormitory to see what happened to her."
"So, I hurried to Zhu Huimin's dormitory. When I arrived at the door, I found it was ajar. I knocked on the door gently, but there was no response. I hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but push the door and walked in."
"There was a strange smell in the room, I couldn't describe it, and the uneasiness in my heart became stronger and stronger. I saw Zhu Huimin lying on the bed covered with a quilt, motionless. I called her a few times;"
Dong Jiahui's voice trembled slightly. "But she didn't react at all. I walked over, pushed her, and shouted her name loudly."
"However, Zhu Huimin still didn't wake up. My heart sank suddenly, and I opened the quilt with trembling hands. The scene in front of me made my eyes widen instantly. Zhu Huimin's face was pale and there was no trace of life left."
I screamed in terror and almost collapsed to the ground. I frantically took out my cell phone and dialed the police with trembling fingers.
Luo Jinxi had been listening quietly to Dong Jiahui's story. At this moment, she asked solemnly, "Dong Jiahui, do you know that it is against the rules for you to go to the girls' dormitory?"
Dong Jiahui's forehead was covered with beads of sweat. He looked extremely flustered and stammered, "I know, I know this is against the rules. But there is a reason for this!"
I was just concerned about her as a colleague. I thought she might be in trouble, and I was so anxious that I didn’t care about anything else.”
Luo Jinxi raised his voice and asked sternly, "Is that so?"
"Yes, yes, it's true." There was a hint of pleading in Dong Jiahui's voice, as if he was begging Luo Jinxi to believe him.
Zhang Zhekun knocked on the coffee table and said seriously, "Dong Jiahui, if the final investigation is inconsistent with your answer, you will bear the consequences yourself."
At this moment, a rapid phone ring suddenly sounded, which seemed particularly abrupt in this quiet office. Dong Jiahui was startled by the sudden ring and his body shook unconsciously.
Dong Jiahui hurriedly took out his cell phone and saw that the number on the screen was his wife's.
There was a flash of panic in his eyes. He looked at Luo Jinxi and said cautiously, "My wife is calling."
Luo Jinxi nodded slightly, motioning him to answer the phone and turn on the speakerphone.
As soon as Dong Jiahui answered the phone, he heard a barrage of curses from the phone: "Mr. Dong, where have you been these past two days?
You haven't been home for two days, where the hell have you been?" The voice was sharp and piercing, echoing in the office.
Dong Jiahui wiped the sweat off his cheeks, an impatient look on his face: "I'm in the factory, can you please stop talking nonsense all day long? I'm busy here."
However, his wife did not seem to give up and continued to curse: "Dong Jiahui, you are not honest again, right?
Don't think that just because people say you follow the rules, you are a good person! Don't think I don't know about the bad things you did in the garment factory over the years.
Zhu Huimin is my cousin's classmate. As the saying goes, rabbits don't eat grass near their burrows, but you dare to provoke even my cousin's classmate. You are really shameless!
Come back immediately to sign the divorce papers and stop embarrassing yourself!" After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Luo Jinxi looked at Dong Jiahui's embarrassed face and thought to himself. Dong Jiahui sat there with his head down, pulling his hair with both hands.
After a long while, he seemed to have made up his mind, raised his head, and apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hide our relationship."
He took a deep breath and said slowly: "Zhu Huimin is a veteran employee in the garment factory. When I came to work here, she had already worked there for three years.
My wife has a very bad temper. She just plays mahjong all day and basically doesn't care about anything at home.
That year, I saw that a garment factory was recruiting accountants, so I thought about giving it a try. As a result, when I arrived at the factory and was about to be late, and the security guard refused to let me in, it was Zhu Huimin who came to help me intercede with the security guard, and I finally had the opportunity to participate in the interview. "
There was a hint of gratitude in his eyes, "Later, we often met in the cafeteria, and we became familiar with each other.
She is really considerate and caring, totally different from my wife. Gradually, I developed a crush on her.”
"She came from the countryside and always wanted to settle down in the city. I am also from the local area, and maybe that's why we became closer.
I helped her find a single dormitory. Although the conditions are not good, it is close to the factory, convenient for work, and... it is also convenient for us to meet. "
Dong Jiahui's voice became lower and lower, with a trace of guilt on his face, "We have been together like this for five years."
Luo Jinxi then asked: "Does she know that you have a family?"
Dong Jiahui looked ashen and like a defeated rooster. He said, "I know. One time my wife found out about our affair and came to the factory to cause trouble for her. She also beat her up severely.
I felt extremely guilty at the time, so I gave her some money and advised her to go back to her hometown and leave this place of trouble.
But she refused to go back no matter what, saying that her younger brother was still young and needed money to support him, and she couldn't abandon her elderly and frail mother and brother.
I told her that the money was enough for her to spend for a while, but she said that her mother was in poor health and needed long-term medication, and the money was simply not enough.
Besides, she has little education, so other places won’t hire her. Although the work in the garment factory is hard, it is stable and can provide her with a guarantee of life.”
Luo Jinxi nodded slightly and continued to ask: "Do you know Zhou Nan?"
"I know him, he's from the sales department," Dong Jiahui thought for a moment and gave a high evaluation.
"He is a very capable young man who works very hard and has good performance. Everyone in the factory has a good impression of him. I have some contact with him at work and I feel that he is a very down-to-earth person."
Luo Jinxi narrowed his eyes slightly, and his gaze stayed on Dong Jiahui's face for a moment, as if trying to capture some hidden information from his expression.
After a moment, she slowly spoke, her voice calm but with an unquestionable decisiveness: "Okay, let's talk about this today."
As she spoke, she closed the notebook in her hand. Her movements were neither hurried nor slow, but gave people a feeling that everything was under control.
"Do you have anything to add, or if you remember any relevant details?" She raised her head and looked straight into Dong Jiahui's eyes.
"No matter how big or small the matter is, you can contact me at any time. Our job is to restore the truth, and any clue may be crucial."
As she spoke, she took out a business card from her jacket pocket and gently placed it on the coffee table. The handwriting on the business card was clearly visible under the dim light.
"Excuse me!" She bowed slightly, with a hint of politeness in her tone. Then, she turned to look at Zhang Zhekun beside her, and their eyes met, and they understood each other.
Zhang Zhekun stood up. He was a big and burly man, and when he stood up he gave people a sense of oppression.
He straightened his police uniform slightly, his movements were neat and tidy. Luo Jinxi also stood up, her posture was light but capable, and her neatly tied hair made her look solemn and majestic.
The two walked towards the door, and their footsteps were particularly clear in the quiet office.
When he reached the door, Luo Jinxi seemed to suddenly remember something, stopped again, turned back to look at Dong Jiahui, and a hint of elusive meaning flashed in his eyes:
"Dong Jiahui, I hope you understand that telling the truth is your best choice." Her voice was soft, but every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting Dong Jiahui's heart.
Dong Jiahui sat in the chair, leaning forward slightly, with an expression as if he wanted to say something but hesitated. His lips moved, but no sound came out.
His eyes revealed a complex emotion, including uneasiness, hesitation, and a hint of relief.
Luo Jinxi and Zhang Zhekun walked out of the office and gently closed the door. The moment the door closed, the atmosphere in the office seemed to freeze instantly, and the air in the corridor seemed to become heavy.
"What do you think?" Zhang Zhekun lowered his voice and turned his head to look at Luo Jinxi.
Luo Jinxi frowned slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "He must have some reservations, but today's breakthrough has been made, and more clues should surface later."
As she spoke, she and Zhang Zhekun walked slowly along the corridor, the lights stretching their shadows out.
"I hope so. This case is becoming more and more complicated." Zhang Zhekun sighed softly, with a hint of fatigue in his tone, but more of a persistence in seeking the truth.
The figures of the two gradually disappeared at the end of the corridor, and the mystery of this case seemed to have just begun to be revealed.