Chapter 997

Knock, knock, knock.

"Hello. Is anyone home? We are the police. From the criminal investigation team."

The police outside didn't hear any movement, and after the doorbell rang, they started knocking on the door.

Xu Juan took off her shoes, walked to the door barefoot, and thinking of yesterday's experience, she simply didn't look through the peephole, instead leaning against the wall by the door and slowly sitting down.

She now had a little experience in dealing with the police and wasn't as panicked as she was yesterday.

Knock, knock.

"Sun Youqiang. We are the police, please open the door."

"Is Sun Youqiang there? Is this Sun Youqiang's home?"

"Hello, police!"

The police were also very polite but persisted in knocking on the door.

Xu Juan's eyelids twitched; these police officers were calling her husband by name.

Xu Juan couldn't think of any reason they would be looking for her husband, but she still ignored them. At worst, she would just wait it out; could the police force the lock open without evidence? If they had evidence, they should have already rushed in.

On the contrary, Xu Juan sat on the floor and began to reflect on her work over the past few days.

She absolutely did not regret killing her husband. In fact, she had imagined this in her mind before, but it was just a thought, and she didn't think she could really do such a thing until that slap her husband gave her.

Under Sun Youqiang's violence, Xu Juan felt her dignity was completely lost, and even though he apologized afterward, Xu Juan no longer believed him.

People online say that domestic violence only happens once or countless times. Xu Juan knew this through her husband's drinking; this kind of person is what they call incorrigible.

In addition, Sun Youqiang was unwilling to leave with nothing, and after arguing and making a scene, he actually fell asleep immediately.

Xu Juan felt a bit disgusted even sleeping in the same bed as him.

It would be more comfortable to just kill him.

It's just that she didn't expect to have to do so many things after killing someone.

Fortunately, she was smart and dismembered her husband's corpse immediately; otherwise, the smell of the corpse would have easily been detected by the police at the door.

Killing someone at home was also quite good; she just bought whatever cleaning agents she needed online. If she paid a little more, she could get next-day or same-day delivery, and if necessary, she could even ask a food delivery driver to buy things for her.

In addition, Xu Juan felt her plan for disposing of the body was also quite good. The old suitcases hadn't been used for a long time, and after being cleaned, there were no traces left. They wouldn't even leave a purchase record.

It's just that the suitcases were a bit small, and there was no way to fit Sun Youqiang's whole body inside. This loser couldn't earn money during the day, but at night he drank until his belly was round...

Fortunately, there was a camping wagon at home, and pulling the two legs to the riverside wasn't too strenuous. The camping wagon was something they bought in the first year of their marriage; at that time, Sun Youqiang was still willing to spare some time to accompany her, and their relationship was still passable.

Thinking of this, Xu Juan suddenly felt a bit emotional. No wonder many women look for a lover to help when killing their husbands. This was truly heavy work. Next time, she should have an affair first so she would have a helper.

"Why are you all here?"

Outside the door, a woman's voice suddenly came.

Xu Juan turned over strangely, stuck close to the door, and listened quietly.

The police at the door deliberately lowered their voices, but because the environment was quiet, she could still barely hear: "Based on age, we screened the men in the nearby residential area. The man in this house didn't answer his phone, and after checking, we found his mobile signal had also disappeared in the last few days, so he's on the list. What about you?"

"Our police dog followed the scent up here," the policewoman at the door said, then paused: "What does the man who didn't answer the phone look like?"

"Uh... let me look."

"You didn't look?" the policewoman asked in surprise.

The police officer knocking on the door felt a bit embarrassed: "I made too many calls yesterday... that... it looks a bit like him? The file photo is a bit thinner..."

Ding!

The elevator door rang again.

Several police officers walked out quickly, only to be frozen for two seconds by a group of colleagues and dogs.

"What clues did you find to come up here?" Li Li, the policewoman holding the police dog, asked first.

The police officers who had just come out of the elevator hesitated for a moment before someone said: "A breakfast stall owner thought the portrait in the sketch looked very much like one of his regular customers, so we found the person through payment records."

The three groups of people looked at each other, all realizing that the suspicion level of this room had already gone off the charts.

Li Li lowered her head to pet Dazhuang's head, but took it and stepped back two steps, whispering: "Call for backup."

The anti-theft doors popular in the country are still not easy to dismantle; it's best to have professional equipment or personnel.

Li Li made a suggestion, and the criminal police who had arrived earlier nodded.

At this moment, the anti-theft door in front of everyone creaked open.

Xu Juan, barefoot, looked at the group of police officers outside the door, her face collapsing as she said: "Come in."

Unlike what she expected, the police swarmed in without hesitation, and Li Li was the first to rush up.

Li Li was the only policewoman present, so it was more appropriate for her to handle things like handcuffs.

Xu Juan was obediently handcuffed, and then watched as the police swarmed into her kitchen and bedroom.

The police who entered the bedroom were all, without exception, shocked by the mattress that had been dismantled into separate pieces.

At this moment, Xu Juan suddenly felt that dismantling the entire mattress was indeed a bit of a fuss.

But the effect was still good; at least the fabric had been repeatedly washed clean. If the police hadn't come so quickly, she would have found time to discard them by the afternoon.

"Why dismantle the bed?" The police who entered didn't see obvious bloodstains in the bedroom, but such a strange thing as dismantling a bed still required on-site questioning.

Xu Juan snorted and didn't answer.

At this moment, Dazhuang started to "woo-woo."

Li Li gently comforted it, then followed Dazhuang to the window.

Under Dazhuang's guidance, Li Li easily discovered the bloodstains soaked into the hem of the heavy curtains.

"Blood," Li Li shouted and took a photo.

Xu Juan's expression couldn't hold up anymore; she knew the room hadn't been cleaned up well, but she had really missed the curtains.

It was also because the room had smelled too strongly of blood for the past two days, making it impossible for her to find such a small spot. In addition, Xu Juan subconsciously hadn't prepared to wash the curtains; they were too big and thick, and most importantly, taking them down now would leave her with no way to cover the bedroom.

"Xu Juan, where is your husband Sun Youqiang?" The team leader decided to take advantage of the suspect's unease to get some information out.

This time, Xu Juan hesitated for a moment, then slowly opened her mouth and said: "He hit me, so I took a knife from the kitchen and told him if he dared to hit me again, I would fight him to the death. He didn't believe it and hit me again, so I closed my eyes and swung the knife, and it just happened to hit his neck, and he bled a lot..."

This passage was half-true and half-false; it was Plan B that Xu Juan had prepared beforehand.

A few days ago, Xu Juan felt she wouldn't need this plan, but she didn't expect to use it after all.

If she couldn't avoid this disaster, she would defend herself with self-defense. Xu Juan didn't know much about the law, but she knew that saying this would definitely be beneficial to her.

The questioning police officer didn't dwell on it, only asking: "What happened after you killed him?"

"I just... cut him up."

"What do you mean by cut him up?"

"I mean chopped him up."

"Dismembered him?"

"Yes."

"Who helped you dismember him?"

"No one helped."

"You dismembered him all by yourself?"

"Yes."

"How did you take the body out?"

"I put half of it in a suitcase, and wrapped the rest up and transported it out with a camping wagon."

"Where is the camping wagon?"

Xu Juan answered one question after another, hoping that the case would develop according to her own plan.

The police officer questioning her under the camera was basically satisfied once he asked about the camping wagon. From the police's perspective, the entire chain of evidence was tending toward completion.

As for what Xu Juan said, the police didn't care at all.