When he reached the seventh floor in one breath, Zhao Gang felt a little breathless.

"This unit building doesn't even have an elevator."

"After all, you are a special policeman. I don't know where the physical fitness I have been trained in the police academy has lost." Xia Liang smiled and cursed, and based on the address on the file, he looked up at the door sign of 702.

"I'm going to disturb my mother and daughter again. People are also very pitiful. If something happened to the family, I have to deal with the man (the policeman)." Zhao Gang sighed self-deprecatingly.

Xia Liang glanced at him and wanted to say "I don't want it either", but he still didn't say it.

He reached out to knock on the door, and responded to the sound of the door in time. A crack opened and the woman's face was a little haggard. He was a little surprised to see Xia Liang's police uniform.

"Ms. Fang." Xia Liang's Adam's apple surged and took out the police certificate from his exit pocket:

"We want to come over and gather a little clue."

Fang Qing glanced at them a few moments, then realized that it was like "Wait" and then closed the door again. She took off the anti-theft chain and opened the door again.

Xia Liang said "disturbing", walked into the house, and consciously took off his leather shoes. The slippers at home were not enough, so several policemen were wearing only socks.

Fang Qing wanted to pour water, but Xia Liang persuaded him:

"We will finish the matter as soon as possible and not waste your time."

Fang Qing said "Okay". Two policemen put on gloves and walked into the master bedroom and study under Fang Qing's instructions. Zhao Gang had a camera hanging around his neck.

Xia Liang took out his notebook and sat on a chair.

"Ms. Fang, I want to ask some questions, is it OK?"

Fang Qing pursed her lips, pinched the corner of her clothes, and sat down opposite him. Xia Liang noticed that half of the takeaway and clear soup and vermicelli were left on the table, so she didn't have time to clean up.

She went to the police station to report the case early in the morning. When she saw her husband's body, she had to take leave. She walked through a series of cumbersome criminal investigation procedures, and perhaps she had to be busy with the funeral. She had just had time to have some food. Thinking of this, Xia Liang felt a little guilty.

"Ms. Fang, we have no malice, we are just doing business. We also hope to help you find the murderer as soon as possible. Please rest assured."

Fang Qing held her hands on her thighs, her eyes flashing slightly.

"OK, thanks……"

"Ms. Fang, Mr. Fu is always at home on Saturdays and Sundays, right?"

"Yes... He often works overtime, usually arrives at 11 o'clock in the evening, and it will be even later on Friday nights - I don't know if he arrives at home, and he is already asleep."

Xia Liang frowned:

"I'd like to ask, are you and your husband separated? I heard that you have not had a good relationship with your husband for a while."

"It's still the same room. He will go to the study to sleep by himself only when he comes back too late."

"I understand." Xia Liang wrote something in his notes.

"So, you didn't see him on this weekend, and you dialed dozens of times in a row and were turned off. Then you decided to call the police, right?"

"Yes."

"According to our investigation, Mr. Fu's murder date should be October 10th, that is, the day before yesterday, and the time range is about the afternoon to the early morning of the next day - what are you and your daughter doing during that time?"

Fang Qing lowered her head slightly, and her voice became softer:

"...It's nothing. I took a leave and took my daughter to Tianhe."

"Please leave?" Xia Liang repeated in confusion.

"Well... I am a nurse. I started working part-time in a pharmacy half a year ago."

Xia Liang was silent for a few seconds, thinking about the words:

"Is there anything important thing that you asked for leave and then took your daughter to Tianhe?"

"There is nothing important... it's just that my daughter is in a bad mood recently, so she can take her around casually."

Xia Liang sighed silently in his heart, and wrote a few words on his notes. Fang Qing glanced at him with a little uneasy look. He continued to ask:

"Can you tell me in detail what did you and your daughter do in Tianhe?"

Fang Qing didn't say anything, as if she was recalling her. She spoke slowly after a while:

"We went to the city square and wanted to take her to relax. We walked around the mall."

"Have you gone to have a meal? Or what store you bought..."

"Police officer, are you suspicious of us?"

"It's really just business, please forgive me." Xia Liang smiled bitterly.

Fang Qing unconsciously grabbed her thigh and whispered:

"We didn't buy anything... We went to the ice rink and in the evening, we ate something casually at KFC in the city square."

Xia Liang raised his eyebrows.

“Do you often go to the ice rink?”

"When Ying Er was not that busy before, she would go there once or twice a month. Now she is in her senior year and is busy with her studies, so she doesn't go there any more."

"I heard that Ling Ai took on a new drama recently?"

"Yes. That's the development direction that Ying Er chose herself, and we have always supported her."

Xia Liang held the pen and asked tentatively:

"If Ling Ai is really busy with schooling... she should have very little time to come out to relax, right?"

Fang Qing nodded:

"Yes...but, maybe because I was not used to transferring to school, Ying Er's mood has been very depressed. I think this is not a solution..."

"Your daughter just transferred to school?"

"Transfer from Guanghui to Hinaku."

"Is there any reason?"

"It's not a special reason. It's just that. My family is in trouble... Guanghui's tuition and accommodation fees are really unaffordable..."

Xia Liang took a breath and asked again:

"When will you get home?"

This time Fang Qing didn't spend much time recalling:

“It was already 12 o’clock when I got home.”

"So late?"

"Well, we took the last subway and arrived at Huangsha at half past 11, so we still have an impression of it."

"After you finished your meal, stayed in Tianhe District until 11 o'clock?"

"Yes, we decided to go to the movie temporarily. The movie was newly released and the seats were full, so I bought a ticket for nine o'clock..."

On the other end of the study, Zhao Gang and his colleagues had already looked at it roughly, but they didn't find anything unusual. The floor was very clean. When they opened the wardrobe, they could see a rolled tatami. A detective walked out:

"Announcing, Ms. Fang, have you cleaned this study recently?"

Fang Qing hurriedly raised her head and replied "Yes".

"I cleaned yesterday, and Fu Sizhe didn't come back... I just wanted to clean up the study while I had time... because he always stayed there and didn't have much chance to do a big cleaning."

Zhao Gang also walked out of it.

"Is that computer inside Mr. Fu's?"

"Yes, he is the only one who uses it, and neither Ying Er nor I have used it."

Zhao Gang said:

"We may need to take the computer to the police station to study it and it will be returned to you later. Can you see?"

Fang Qing nodded: "Please give me some advice."

Xia Liang pondered for a while, took a breath and asked:

"Ms. Fang, finally I would like to ask you something... the places you visited on the 10th, KFC, ice rink, cinema... have you left any bills, stubs, etc.?"

Fang Qing thought about it, shook her head uncertainly, and as if she remembered something, she walked into the bedroom and took out her cell phone.

"When buying things, you always use WeChat to pay, so there are still transaction records here. Do you think it's OK?"

Fang Qing opened the payment record and placed it in front of Xia Liang. Xia Liang browsed it one by one. The payment time and store owner described it to Fang Qing. But Xia Liang's frowning still did not relax. He pursed his lips and said:

"I hope you can send me these payment records. And... Is there really no physical evidence?"

Fang Qing hesitated for a moment and murmured:

"The stub for the movie ticket may still be in your pocket."

She walked into the bedroom again, groped around in the pocket of the gray coat on the hanger, and finally found the stub of two movie tickets on the lining of the clothes.

Xia Liang took the two stubs and said nothing.

"Is this OK?" Fang Qing asked in a low voice.

The detective who came out of the bedroom turned to the next room, twisted the handle, and found that it was locked. Fang Qing was stunned and explained:

"That's my daughter's room. We usually respect her private space. Only she has the keys."

The detective and Zhao Gang looked at each other, and the few people looked at Xia Liang again. Xia Liang shook his head without any trace and stood up:

"Let's just be here today, I'll bother you."

With Fang Qing's consent, the criminal police took away the computer in the study, walked all the way downstairs, came to the front of the car, and put the computer in the trunk.

Several people compared the results of the on-site investigation, and there was no suspicious sign in the bedroom and study. However, several criminal police officers seemed to have expected this result, and Zhao Gang looked at Xia Liang.

"Old Xia, how is your question?"

What they did not expect was that Xia Liang did not respond directly. He held the steering wheel and was silent for a long time before making a sound awkward.
Chapter completed!