Free Web NovelChapter 412: Chapter 389: The Missing Pregnant Woman_1
Huang Youdao was getting anxious, but considering Zhou Ning and the others were present, he held back his anger and asked patiently,
"I’m saying, after all that fuss, you just went off to listen to gossips? Haven’t you handled anything serious? What about Fu Chunyu, has she been found? Did you manage to get in touch? Where is she from originally?"
"Don’t worry, boss. I haven’t finished yet. These details are part of the process, right? When they couldn’t come to an agreement, Fu Chunyu and Yang Liang were about to come to blows. Fu Chunyu’s new boyfriend had a shouting match with Yang Liang and slammed on the table, then the two of them left with their lawyer. After that, it seems Fu Chunyu hasn’t been back to the village."
Yang Liang was summoned, and he said he hadn’t seen Fu Chunyu since July and she hadn’t bothered him again. The village committee gave two phone numbers, one was Fu Chunyu’s mobile number, which we already have, and the other was her boyfriend’s.
I just made a call to check, and this guy is in Shen City, named Zhang Hongwei. He went there at the end of August to take charge of a construction project; he’s some kind of middleman in the construction industry. He hasn’t been back for over two months now.
According to Zhang Hongwei, Fu Chunyu just took advantage of his kindness to sort out the real estate deed and then broke up with him."
This statement made everyone freeze, and Huang Youdao’s eyes widened.
"What? Say that again. The real estate deed is in her hands? Weren’t there supposed to be some notarizations or something, and Yang Liang hadn’t agreed, so how were the property procedures carried out?"
"Boss, don’t panic. The specific details Zhang Hongwei gave were very vague. I just did a quick search here, and he has an older brother who works in the notary office. I think he must have asked his brother for help with the procedures. To know for sure, we need to bring Zhang Hongwei back."
"As for Fu Chunyu, she’s not a local. Her household registration is in Huining Province. We can only find information about her parents in her birthplace; I haven’t got the full details yet."
Huang Youdao was getting irritated, and his voice grew considerably louder.
"Send me Zhang Hongwei’s and his brother’s information, and get the details of Fu Chunyu’s place in the city as well. Now, you head back to the municipal bureau and we’ll talk when we meet." ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom
After hanging up the call, Mr. Zhao was the first to approach.
"We might as well go directly to Fu Chunyu’s home to have a look, see if anybody lives there. Neighbors can at least provide some information. If she really went back to Huining, we can help make contact too since the Huining people previously bought software from Qin University."
Huang Youdao nodded, then his phone rang; he received several WeChat messages. Upon glancing at them, one read, "Textile District, Building 7, Unit 2, Room 301." He then called everyone to get in the car.
On the way, nobody said much, but it was clear to everyone that Fu Chunyu might be the victim.
Before long, they arrived at a dilapidated residential area. Getting out of the car, Huang Youdao had someone ask around since the building numbers were not clear. After some searching, they finally identified building number seven.
Standing in front of Room 301 in Unit 2, Huang Youdao directly had someone knock on the opposite door, Room 302. He knocked on the door of 301 himself, taking note that there were no lights on downstairs.
Shortly after, the door of Room 302 opened, and a middle-aged woman peeked out, her eyes revealing confusion at the sight of so many police officers.
"Who are you looking for?"
Huang Youdao stepped forward, showing his credentials.
"Hello, ma’am. I’m Huang Youdao from the city’s criminal investigation division. We’d like to ask you about the people living across from you, are they called Fu Chunyu and Yang Guochang?"
The woman shook her head.
"We live in the city and don’t know each other. I really don’t know what the people across the hall are called. But it appears to be a pregnant woman, and her husband has passed away."
This statement indirectly confirmed the previous investigation, making it clear that there was no mistake with the address.
"Oh, it happened in April?"
The woman nodded, and a man came from behind. Seeing so many police officers at the front door, he paused, then quickly told the woman to open the door.
"It’s impolite to talk at the door, hurry in and let’s talk inside!"
Huang Youdao didn’t stand on ceremony and led everyone into the room. The middle-aged couple didn’t have a cleaning fixation, so they didn’t bother with changing shoes and just sat down on the couch. Huang Youdao stopped the middle-aged man from pouring water, signaling him to sit down before speaking:
"We are investigating a case and wanted to ask when was the last time you saw He Chunyu? Also, has anyone else visited room 301 recently?"
The man looked at the woman and hurriedly said:
"I usually drive a big truck and am not often at home. Honey, you just say whatever you know, it’s fine. You’re investigating the dismemberment case at the moat, aren’t you?"
The man’s bluntness took Huang Youdao by surprise, prompting a bitter smile and a nod.
"Yes, regarding the case details, it’s not appropriate to disclose, but the person we’re searching for is a pregnant woman, about nine months along."
The middle-aged woman saw her husband nodding to her, giving her confidence to speak up:
"Their family has been quite noisy these past few months. Just the other day, which I believe was last Thursday, the first, their old man showed up. He started banging on the door right away, cursing and yelling for a long while. I looked through the peephole and saw he was scolding his daughter-in-law, saying some very unpleasant things.
Basically, telling her to clear out of the apartment because his son had died and he couldn’t be left with nothing. After a lot of yelling, a community committee auntie came and talked him down. He even cried before he left, looked really pitiful. At that time, he also knocked on my door, but my partner wasn’t home, and with a young child, I didn’t dare to open it.
This sort of thing happens almost once a month, I’ve gotten used to it. Last year, around April or May, the young man from across the hall had an incident. It caused a commotion for quite a while late at night, and woke up everyone on the first floor, there was crying and shouting.
Only then did we find out that the wife across the hall was pregnant. I only occasionally saw him, but later on, another man in his thirties started to take her out frequently. Usually, they’d leave in the morning and return by noon. It looked like they were going to the hospital; I have a good sense of smell, and I could smell the scent of disinfectant as soon as they were upstairs."
Huang Youdao kept nodding, encouraging the woman to continue talking.
"Sister, what you’ve said is very helpful to us. Can you recall the last time you saw her?"
The woman thought for a moment, went to the bedroom, seemingly to ask her child a couple of questions, then came back and said:
"October 20 was a Saturday."
The middle-aged woman continued:
"That day, my son went to learn Taekwondo. When I was picking him up in the afternoon, around four or five o’clock, I saw the daughter-in-law leaving. Her belly didn’t seem too big, by my experience, she was about eight months pregant.
However, it looked like she struggled going downstairs, even pausing to rest at the building entrance, leaning on the door frame. I told my child to say hello to auntie and she chatted with me briefly. Out of politeness, I asked her if she was going out, and she said, yes, just out for a bit, and then she left.
She was carrying a rather large backpack, one of those mommy bags. She wasn’t wearing much, not sure if she was going on a long trip or what, but I haven’t seen her since then."
Mommy bag?
These three words made everyone pause, as they each pulled out their phones to check the date.
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