Chapter 996: Mental Journey

*Ding. *

The elevator rang, Xu Juan walked in with a box, and was surprised to find that there were three people in the elevator.

"Going out so early?" A female neighbor in the elevator greeted Xu Juan in a friendly manner. Everyone is a neighbor upstairs and downstairs, and they will meet occasionally.

"Yes." Xu Juan replied, and felt that it did not meet her daily persona, so she smiled and said: "Are you going to work?"

"Yes, we have to go to work two hours earlier than you. It's still you guys who are comfortable." The female neighbor smiled.

"How can we private enterprises be more comfortable than you civil servants." Similar words, Xu Juan might have talked about more than once. As neighbors, they are just the relationship of mutual understanding of work units. It was the female neighbor who took the initiative.

Xu Juan doesn't like this female neighbor. She always likes to show off her work unit intentionally or unintentionally, saying things like short working hours and holidays.

In the past, Xu Juan would cooperate and say a few words. Anyway, in the company, she also has to say good things to accompany people.

But today, holding the springs removed from the mattress, Xu Juan suddenly felt that she didn't have to be so suffocated.

So after saying a sentence, Xu Juan raised her head and prepared to confront her properly.

*Ding. *

The elevator opened. Someone came in again.

Xu Juan was stunned and had to make some room for the back.

The elevator goes down.

Stop and enter people again.

Unknowingly, Xu Juan had already leaned against the civil servant female neighbor.

"Haven't seen your husband for a few days." The female neighbor is a talkative one. Seeing Xu Juan beside her, she naturally said a word.

Xu Juan panicked, and her arms holding the cardboard box used three points of force, and then said: "He has something to do these days."

"Their company's working hours are quite long." The female neighbor smiled and added: "You two are quite a match, cooperating with each other, one fighting outside, one can take care of the family."

When Xu Juan heard this, she subconsciously retorted: "What did he fight for? He didn't earn much money, and he pretended to be a master when he came home every day..."

The female neighbor raised her eyebrows, smiled at the corner of her mouth, wisely closed her mouth immediately, and changed the topic: "There are quite a lot of people going out in the morning recently, and I feel that the car is crowded."

"Don't you drive to work?" Xu Juan asked.

"No need, the bus is quite convenient, a few stops." The female neighbor smiled.

"That's still convenient to drive. I thought you civil servants all drive to work." Xu Juan felt a little psychological advantage.

The female neighbor said casually: "There are all kinds of things. I don't want to drive. If my husband has time to send me, I will take a ride."

Talking, the elevator arrived on the first floor.

Everyone went out in order, and saw several police officers sticking notices on the road in the residential quarter outside the building.

"The police have come a lot these days." The female neighbor muttered, said goodbye to Xu Juan, and went to work with her small waist twisted.

If it were normal, Xu Juan would have to take out her phone to complain, but today, her hands were slightly shaking.

In her arms, it was the spring from the mattress. Her plan was to break the whole into parts and throw away the blood-soaked mattress. The mattress is very heavy and difficult to cut open. For this reason, Xu Juan even bought a hydraulic cutter online, as well as a box of tools.

If she wasn't afraid of disturbing the neighbors and causing the police to be called, Xu Juan even planned to buy a cutter or something.

She wouldn't use it, but she could learn. Although she wasn't good at housework before, let alone repair work, but the difference between working for nothing at home and saving her own life, she still knew clearly.

Xu Juan believed that as long as she handled the traces at home, she could change to a city and change to a job, start over, and she would always be able to escape.

In the first two or three days after killing her husband, she was still very worried. Now, Xu Juan only worried that her handling of the aftermath was not detailed enough. If she had handled some places better, such as if she had driven her husband to sleep on the sofa that night, the cleaning work would be much simpler, or if she had laid a floor mat, throwing bedding would be simpler than throwing a mattress.

Xu Juan summarized her experience while raising her neck to go out. When she returned, she specifically glanced at the notice the police had just posted.

It was still the sketch from that day, a bit like, but not enough like.

However, compared to the fear when she first saw it, Xu Juan, who had successfully discarded another box of sundries, inexplicably rose a trace of pride—thanks to her smashing her husband's head for a while when she was dealing with it. Although it was mainly out of venting anger, and she didn't want to see that familiar and annoying face, but no matter what, the police could only produce such a photo, which was still useless.

Xu Juan returned quickly, so as not to be caught by the police wandering around the residential quarter and asked questions. She was still a little timid when lying face to face.

The residents of the residential quarter who were in a hurry to go to work did not give the answers the police wanted. Most people just took a hurried look and said they hadn't seen it. Occasionally, those who had a feeling were either confused and hadn't woken up, or were in a hurry to catch the car.

Xu Juan took the express delivery she bought yesterday in the lobby downstairs and returned. The elevator upstairs was empty. Xu Juan looked around at the door of her house, and then opened and closed the door in one go.

*Bang. *

The door closed, and Xu Juan instantly felt relaxed, unable to help but sit on the floor to catch her breath.

After killing someone, Xu Juan's worldview changed involuntarily. She used to worry about things like getting her pants dirty, but now she didn't care about any of that.

Xu Juan clenched her fists and muttered to herself: "I am terrifyingly strong now!"

Buzz...

Her phone rang.

Xu Juan took it out, glanced at it, frowned, hesitated for a moment, and answered: "Hello..."

"Xiao Juan, is Youqiang with you?" The person calling was her mother-in-law, her voice slightly urgent.

"He's not, he went out," Xu Juan said.

"Where did he go? Why can't I get through to his phone?"

"He went out to play with friends, something outdoorsy, I can't get through to his phone either." Xu Juan paused and said: "He's going out to play for half a month. I told him if you go out to play, I'll divorce you, but he wouldn't listen to me and insisted on leaving. About this matter, when he comes back, I won't let it go so easily..."

Upon hearing this, the mother-in-law hurriedly tried to persuade her: "Youqiang is so ignorant. I'll talk to him properly when I see him, don't be angry anymore..."

"He can't earn much money, and every single day he comes back and asks me for what 'emotional value.' Don't I have to work? Why should I provide him with any emotional value? What right does he have to make me provide him with emotional value!" Xu Juan exploded instantly, half-true and half-false.

"Oh my, this is really... this child must have been made stupid by watching things on the internet..."

"Also, he committed domestic violence against me!" Xu Juan couldn't help but say: "He was in a group chat with those drinking buddies of his, cursing their wives, and when I heard a few sentences, he got up and slapped me!"

The mother-in-law panicked immediately, not even bothering to ask about her son's whereabouts, and started comforting Xu Juan first.

Xu Juan originally didn't want to bring up this topic; after all, she had already chopped her husband to death, and talking about it might easily expose her. But hearing her mother-in-law's voice, she couldn't help it: "I only didn't call the police for the sake of this family; otherwise, he would be a domestic abuser from now on!"

"You did the right thing! Oh, I've wronged you. That little beast Youqiang, he ran away, right? When he comes back, I'll talk to him properly. Don't be angry anymore. Don't make yourself sick..." The mother-in-law said as many nice things as she could.

"All day long he only knows how to be busy, busy, busy. When he has some time to come home, he just chats, drinks, and plays games with those drinking buddies of his. We can't get along, and he even video chats while drinking. If I say two words to him, he's not happy. Money, money, money—he can't earn it. People, people, people—I can't see him. I'd be better off living alone..." Xu Juan vented her emotions recklessly.

The mother-in-law kept trying to persuade her.

After several minutes, Xu Juan hung up the phone and gave a light snort through her nose.

Having been married for three or four years and together for nearly 5 years, Xu Juan not only knew how to handle her husband but also knew how to deal with her mother-in-law.

"One more day of washing your son's blood, and I'm going on vacation!" Xu Juan put down her phone and made a secret decision.

Over the past two days, the smell in the house had mostly dissipated. By then, as long as there were no obvious traces in the house, by the time her parents-in-law really came looking, she might even be abroad.

Anyway, she didn't want her job anymore, and the family was gone, so who cared about all that!

Ding-dong!

The doorbell suddenly rang.

Xu Juan subconsciously looked at the clock in the living room; it was 9:01 AM, a time when no one should be ringing the doorbell at all.