Lin Shuyue didn't say anything, and she led Lin Shuyue to enter into the house. She pointed to a chair and asked Lin Shuyue to sit down. In order to comfort Lin Shuyue, she didn't pour water for her.
After Lin Shuyue sat down, she asked her, "How did you find my phone number?"
The woman opposite said, "Since yesterday, I have checked all the reporters in Pengcheng. At night, I happened to see you browsing the posts, so I thought you were looking for us too."
"Reporter Lin, I've read the reports you published and I know you're someone who speaks for women, so I took the initiative to invite you over."
Lin Shuyue looked at her, surprised that she knew she was browsing the posts, and also surprised that she look for her because of a report she had posted.
This is the second time, after Rong Lishui, that someone has come to her because of a report she posted. She asked, "You know everything about the post I'm browsing?"
"Yes, I used to be an employee of Haijiao Forum. My name is Yang Ning, and I resigned in July this year." Yang Ning said frankly.
"I think you must be curious about why I quit my job." Yang Ning turned to look at the woman in the wheelchair, smiled, blinked, and tears wet her eyelashes.
Lin Shuyue took out a recorder from her bag: "Do you mind?"
Yang Ning smiled and shook her head: "I don't mind, please go ahead."
Lin Shuyue turned on the switch and stopped talking. The elderly woman and Zhuzhu also came out of the house and sat next to Yang Ning.
Yang Ning looked at the recorder, organized her words, and said, "My name is Yang Ning. I used to be a network worker. After graduating from university, I stayed in Shanghai and lived and worked there."
"One day in July this year, I called my mother as usual. We chatted about family matters and daily encounters, and we were very happy. Then at this time, my father came back, and then I heard a series of clanging sounds. I knew that he had beaten my mother again. I waited there, waiting for him to vent his anger, and for my mother to assure me that she was safe. But that day, I waited in vain."
"As far as I can remember, he liked to beat people. My mom and I were the ones he beat. He would beat me when he got mad at me outside, or when he was in a bad mood after waking up. Sometimes my mom was slow to respond when she was cooking, and I would get slapped if I was one or two seconds late in answering him."
"He beat us from childhood to adulthood, and even when I got a job, he still refused to stop. That day, I called my mother several times, but she didn't answer. I was very worried, so I rushed to the airport and boarded a plane back to Pengcheng."
"When I got home, he was no longer there. My mom was lying in a pool of blood, breathing weakly."
"When we got to the hospital, the doctor said that my mom's tendons in her hands and feet had been torn, and the best time for them to be reconnected had passed. My mom would have to spend the rest of her life in a wheelchair, and she couldn't move her hands anymore."
"My mother raised me since I was a child. My mother did all kinds of hard work to support my schooling. She finally opened a food stall and the business was doing well. Our family was well off. He spent the money my mother earned and had a good time outside. But when he came back, he said that my mother was not decent because she looked at other men because of her business. I asked him why he treated my mother like that, and he said that my mother was embarrassing him by being out in public."
"I hated him. I hated him so much. So after my mom's health improved, I thought about killing him. I told the neighbors that I was going away, and when he came back drunk late one night, I tied him up, dragged him to the backyard, poured gasoline on him, and burned him."
"It was raining heavily that day, so I buried his ashes, bones and the frame of his wheelchair in the soil."
Yang Ning talked about her crime process in a very calm tone, as if she was talking about someone else's affairs. Lin Shuyue felt uncomfortable.
When the victims cannot wait for fairness and justice from the law, they turn from victims to perpetrators. Such revenge is not wrong, but they killed people, which is not right. They have violated the law.
Yang Ning looked at the pain in Lin Shuyue's eyes and suddenly smiled: "We are planning to surrender ourselves. Reporter Lin, don't feel sorry for us. We will die without regrets if we can kill our enemies with our own hands."
Lin Shuyue suddenly didn't know what to say. Yang Ning said, "Reporter Lin, I have decided to send my mother to a nursing home. I have paid enough money. I don't have any other close relatives. Can you please help me visit her from time to time?"
Yang Ning is not afraid of anything. What she is afraid of is that her mother will have no one to rely on for the rest of her life.
Lin Shuyue looked at the middle-aged woman in the wheelchair and said, "Since you knew your mother's condition, why didn't you hold back?"
Yang Ning smiled bitterly: "At that time, I couldn't think of anything else. I just wanted to kill him. You don't know how much I hated him. When I was thirteen, he invited his friends to drink at home. He even asked me to sleep with his friends. Fortunately, my mother locked my room in advance, otherwise, I don't know what I would have to go through."
Yang Ning touched her ear and said, "I have very poor hearing in one ear, and that was caused by him beating me."
She looked at Lin Shuyue, then at the two people beside her, and then said, "I have finished my story. Reporter Lin, let them tell their own story."
Yang Ning stood up, went back to the middle-aged woman in the wheelchair, squatted down, and buried her head in her knees. Her mother raised her hand and placed it on her head.
Lin Shuyue withdrew her gaze and began to listen to the statements of the other two people.
The woman in her sixties is called Ren Xianying. Her experience is the same as what she posted in the post. Her husband treated her badly all her life. Now that he is retired, he has fallen in love with a widow who also has a pension. He doesn't want to get divorced at his age, so he hopes she will commit suicide.
Ren Xianying said: "I was already at the end of my rope. I have been weak all my life. Since I married him, I have never had a good day. He doesn't care about me, and my children follow suit. My son hasn't called me mom since he started junior high school. One time, I went to the senior activity center to ask him to come back for dinner, but when I saw my son at the senior activity center, he called the widow "Auntie" all the time."
Ren Xianying still feels pain when talking about this incident: "I feel that this life is really meaningless. I gave him all my best things. For him, I endured his father and grandmother all my life, but in the end, I got nothing."
"I've been a coward all my life. Now that I'm old, I finally stand up for once. Reporter Lin, do you know how it feels when your enemies are burned away bit by bit by a fire? It feels so good." A smile appeared on the old lady's wrinkled face.
Lin Shuyue felt very uncomfortable. She glanced at Yang Ning and asked her, "How did you get in touch with Yang Ning?"
"After getting in touch with her through the registered phone number of the Haijiao Forum, she had to visit me to confirm whether what I said in the Haijiao Forum was true. Only if it was true would she help me," said Ren Xianying.
Zhuzhu also interrupted the conversation: "Me too. My life has been ruined by Zhou Xiang. I loved him as much as I hate him now. Sister Ah Ning read our chat history and she said that Zhou Xiang had been seducing me from the beginning. He had set his eyes on my house from the beginning."
It was indeed Zhou Xiang. Lin Shuyue looked at Zhuzhu's tender and immature face and suddenly felt very uncomfortable.
Yang Ning had been listening to them. When Zhuzhu finished her story, Yang Ning stood up and said to Lin Shuyue, "Reporter Lin, they say you know someone from the criminal police team, so please help us get him. I want to stay with my mother for a while."
"Okay." Lin Shuyue picked up the phone and started calling.
Wu Dongyan didn't answer the phone. She called Hang Jiabai instead. When Hang Jiabai heard that she was now with the murderer of the corpse burning case, he was so scared that he stood up from the stool. The stool couldn't withstand the force and fell to the ground.
"Don't hang up, we'll be there now." Hang Jiabai quickly picked up his weapon, called his team members, and drove the police car to Suishan Village Vegetable Market.
Lin Shuyue and the others are waiting.
Yang Ning, Ren Xianying and Zhu Zhu were all very calm. They put away all the plastic stools and chairs and put them inside the food stall. Lin Shuyue wanted to help, but Yang Ning stopped her.
She said, "Reporter Lin, I won't have the chance to help my mother clean up the stall again. This time, let us do it ourselves."
Lin Shuyue stood aside without moving. She picked up the camera and took a picture of them. Yang Ning saw it and asked her to take a picture of her and her mother. Lin Shuyue agreed, and Yang Ning and her mother both smiled.
Lin Shuyue felt like there was a huge stone stuck in her heart.
When Hang Jiabai arrived, the food stall had already been cleaned very well.
Ye Xueyu and Wu Dongyan also came. Wu Dongyan said to Lin Shuyue: "I left my phone in the office to charge, so I didn't bring it with me."
"It's okay." Lin Shuyue handed her the recorder in her hand: "Listen."
Wu Dongyan didn't listen. She patted Lin Shuyue on the shoulder and said, "Come on, you should also come with us to make a statement."
Yang Ning and the other two had been handcuffed. Yang Ning was the last one to get into the police car. She looked back every few steps to see the middle-aged woman who was crying in the food stall.
Lin Shuyue thought about it, went to the back of the wheelchair and pushed her in. The middle-aged woman stopped crying and kept thanking Lin Shuyue. Only then did Lin Shuyue realize that she had a stutter.
Lin Shuyue stayed in the criminal police brigade until ten o'clock in the evening. Yang Ning's mother had already been sent to the nursing home that Yang Ning had arranged for her.
Lin Shuyue leaned against the wall outside the interrogation room in a daze. A small bread was handed to her. Lin Shuyue turned her head and saw Hang Jiabai standing next to her. Lin Shuyue took the bread and said, "Captain Hang, do you think they will be sentenced to death?"
Hang Jiabai shook his head: "I can't guarantee it, but we will tell the prosecutor's office about their situation and the evidence Yang Ning handed over to us."
The law is the bottom line of society's moral bottom line. The law is merciless. They broke the law and should be punished by the law. But Lin Shuyue hopes that the law will be merciful. They killed people, which is not wrong, but they were also victims before they became perpetrators.
Hang Jiabai saw that Lin Shuyue was upset, and he said, "We checked. Suishan Police Station has a record of multiple police calls to Yang Ning's home. Most of them were due to domestic violence. Her mother had many old injuries on her body, and Yang Ning also had some."
"People who went to visit the area near Ren Xianying's home have also returned. The information they brought back matches Ren Xianying's confession. We also found a training group on the computer of the deceased Sun Xianshun. In that group, men are taught how to tame women and children. Sun Xianshun spoke in the group many times, asking his wife to die obediently, and he also reported his progress in the group every day."
"We went to Zhou Xiang's home and found information about at least five girls who were victims on his computer. Zhuzhu was not his only target. Two or three of them were minors."
Lin Shuyue put her hands across her eyes and let her tears wet her arms.
Hang Jiabai patted her shoulder and said, "Go outside for a while. Xueyu and Dongyan are both outside. Xueyu has been crying."
The world is too bitter, and even he couldn't help being moved by the experiences of Yang Ning and the other two. It's not shameful to cry for the victims or perpetrators of a case, and grown men like them sometimes shed tears for this.
After all, humans are not plants or trees, how can they be heartless?