I personally encountered the man. He looked rather refined, of medium height, about 35 years old, with tanned skin, wearing gold-rimmed glasses. His demeanor was very elegant, and he wore a diamond wedding ring engraved with English words. He seemed to deeply love his wife.
As we sat down, the man proactively introduced himself, "I am Wu Yisong's son, Zhao Guangrong."
"Mmm, I know. You were on television before, weren't you? I'm curious, where is your father?"
"He passed away long ago, leaving behind a large business for us to take over. We originally couldn't manage it, but it was through my mother's efforts that we have what we have today. Officer He, you must help me find her killer. She was truly a good entrepreneur and a good mother!"
"I know. I'm quite familiar with Wu Yisong's situation. Have you not seen your mother recently?" I asked.
"Yes, I've been busy with work. Since going abroad, I haven't returned much. If I had spent more time by my mother's side, perhaps this wouldn't have happened!" Zhao Guangrong said with sudden emotion.
"You can't blame yourself for this. Young people should focus on their careers. Did she seem any different recently?"
"She mentioned something about an insurance policy to me once, telling me that if she died, I would receive a significant sum of money. My companies abroad had some issues, and I didn't expect her to buy such insurance for me."
I observed Zhao Guangrong's reaction. If he had any issues regarding the insurance, he probably wouldn't have mentioned it to me, yet he revealed it without reservation.
"Then Mr. Zhao, did she mention anything about her spinal pain?"
"Yes, that's an old ailment of hers. She saw many doctors, but none could cure it. Could her death be related to this?"
As Zhao Guangrong brought this up, I felt a pang of guilt. We still hadn't figured out Wu Yisong's true cause of death.
Even the previous report only stated that her spinal condition had recurred. I had no choice but to tell Zhao Guangrong the current situation.
"I see. How did the killer manage to do it?"
I pondered for a moment, then asked Zhao Guangrong, "Did the old lady have any sisters?"
"Yes, she has an elder sister, but we haven't been in contact for a long time. I believe she still lives in the village."
"She became wealthy, yet she didn't even care about her own sister?"
"Their relationship was average. Our parents are both back in our hometown. Although my mother's business became very large, she rarely looked after our parents after striking it rich. My aunt was very opinionated about this, but there was nothing anyone could do. I sometimes make time to visit them as well."
After asking some questions about Wu Yisong's sister, I bid farewell to Zhao Guangrong. I found Yuan Hezhe and asked him to investigate this person. It turned out that Wu Qingxia, Wu Yisong's sister, was currently residing in Taifu Village. Seeing this village, I felt a sense of bewilderment.
Because Taifu Village was my hometown.
I never expected Wu Yisong to have been from here originally. I instructed Xia Hou to take a police officer to conduct interviews, while I sat down next to He Xin. "Have you found out where that man went in the end?"
"We can't find him. We haven't even found footage of him leaving the train station. This guy is incredibly discreet, making things difficult!"
"I knew it wouldn't be that simple. He's clearly much more skilled than the previous one," I said.
"Haha, therefore, this is definitely not an imitation crime. But why do they both leave needle marks on the deceased?"
I rubbed my head. Could they have been instructed by the same person?
Considering the position under Wu Yisong's armpit, to get to that spot, one would likely need to lift her arm. If the surveillance camera in that carriage hadn't been broken, we would have seen what happened. While I was racking my brain on how to proceed with the investigation, Xia Hou, who had gone to interview Wu Qingxia's family, suddenly called.
"It's bad! Team Leader He, Wu Qingxia has also been murdered, along with two elderly people. The entire family of three is dead in their home!"
"What? I'm coming over immediately!"
This was like a bolt from the blue for me, as I had never anticipated such a situation.
With no one else around me, I had to enlist Xie Chuchu and Xiao Dong to accompany me to the scene.
Upon arriving at Taifu Village, we followed a few criminal investigators to Wu Qingxia's house. Before entering, I noticed that the house was quite ordinary, a far cry from my old family home.
In Taifu Village, our family was considered quite well-off. My uncles and aunts were still at home. I would have to visit them if I had time later.
However, before I could enter the crime scene, many villagers had gathered to watch. Among them were my uncle and aunt.
Seeing me, they waved enthusiastically. I first let Xie Chuchu and Xiao Dong go inside, and then I walked into the crowd.
"Nephew, you're here?" my uncle said excitedly. The other villagers also remembered me and came over to greet me.
I nodded and took out a pack of cigarettes to offer my uncle. "Yes, I didn't expect a case to happen here. Have you been well lately?"
"We're alright, but Wu Qingxia's household has seemed to be in some trouble recently."
Seeing that my uncle seemed to know some information, I asked him, "What do you know? Tell me about it!"
"It's like this. Last night, we could hear sounds of an argument from a nearby house. I didn't know where it was coming from at first, so I went out to take a look and saw several figures in Wu Qingxia's window. It looked like someone was fighting inside. From the silhouettes, it appeared Wu Qingxia was beating the elderly couple on the ground!"
"As they were fighting, the elderly couple stopped reacting. I personally witnessed Wu Qingxia sitting on a chair, and then she also became unresponsive. I didn't realize the situation was so serious. At the time, I was just scared and went back inside. Your aunt asked me what happened, and I just said a few words. Your aunt told me not to meddle in other people's affairs and to rest. That's how we found out the next day that the whole family was dead."
"Uncle, are you sure you saw what happened?"
"Of course, how could I make up such a story! And Wu Qingxia was holding a hammer at the time!"
"What kind of hammer was it?"
"Hiss... I can't recall now, because it was too far away. To be precise, I couldn't see clearly!"
I glanced towards our old house. The direction of the main gate directly faced a window of Wu Qingxia's house. It was reasonable that my uncle could see what was happening, but not clearly enough to identify the murder weapon due to the distance.
I didn't doubt my uncle, but I couldn't help but subtly observe his micro-expressions.