Siheyuan: After being robbed of her marriage, she married Zheng Juan backhandedly

"Hey, Xudong, don't you understand? At this point, even Cheng Zhiguo can't save it." Yi Zhonghai said.

Jia Xudong snotted and burst into tears: "Then what should we do, sir, do we really want to spend our whole life in prison? I'm already like this!"

"I just want a few hundred dollars, I just want to avenge my mother, why, why did he do it so hard..."

You shouldn't have such a heart.

And the method you used will ruin Cheng Zhiguo's reputation, it's not normal if he doesn't fight back.

Yi Zhonghai was helpless, hesitated for a while, and said: "Xudong, you are already like this, have you ever thought about Huairu and the three children in the family?
If Huairu is also sentenced to life, your family will be ruined. "

"Crackle—"

There was a sound of gnashing of teeth, and Jia Xudong's face became hideous.

Yi Zhonghai couldn't imagine what he would do if his legs and hands were intact.

"You want me to admit that I did everything?" came out a voice like a growl.

"That alone can't change anything. Didn't I just say that even if you don't admit that Huairu did it, as long as there is no evidence to prove that it was someone else, then Huairu is still the biggest suspect."

"So, what else do you want me to do?"

Yi Zhonghai fell silent.

He still didn't have the courage to say that.

But thinking about Qin Huairu, thinking about the three children of the Jia family, he gritted his teeth, as if exhausting all his strength, and then whispered: "Only if you die, this matter will be settled."

After saying this, he relaxed as if he had let go of all the burdens.

But what followed was endless guilt and regret.

As if he couldn't believe his words, Jia Xudong didn't make a sound.

After a long time, he laughed "hehehe".

There was a bit of madness, a bit of disbelief, and a bit of nervousness in the voice.

"Master, do you know what you are talking about?"

Let him die!

Is the uncle crazy, or the world is crazy.

"The real murderer is Cheng Zhiguo! It's Cheng Zhiguo! It's not Qin Huairu, and it's not me, Jia Xudong!" An extremely angry roar sounded.

A policeman shouted in dissatisfaction: "There is no end to it. Think this is a vegetable market."

"Just think about it."

Yi Zhonghai didn't say anything anymore, turned around and walked out.

"Yi Zhonghai! You bastard, come back and explain it to me!"

Jia Xudong's voice sounded behind him, but he ignored it.

"Yi Zhonghai, fuck your mother! Did Cheng Zhiguo ask you to come here! Did Cheng Zhiguo ask you to say that!"

"Dangdangdang!"

A policeman came over, knocked on the iron gate with a baton, pointed at Jia Xudong and said, "Stop shouting, if you shout again, I'll kill you!"

"Come on! I already look like this, I'm still afraid of death! You bunch of trash, even if you can't find the real murderer, you will bully us, come on!"

"Give you a face, right!"

The police went in and started beating them with sticks.

But there was no response after playing for a long time, and Jia Xudong couldn't stop laughing.

"Snapped!"

A slap slapped him across the face.

The laughter stopped abruptly, but the next moment, a more arrogant voice sounded: "I'm so stupid!"

"Snapped!"

It was another slap and slap.

In the end, it was the person who did the work that was timid, fearing that he would be beaten to death, so he went out cursing.

Jia Xudong still cursed loudly, sometimes he cursed Sun Yunsheng, sometimes he cursed Cheng Zhiguo, and in the end he even scolded the elders and others all over again.

It wasn't until three or four hours later that the sound completely disappeared.

"Finally it's calmed down." The police officers lost their temper a little bit after being tortured. The man was so weak that they didn't even dare to clean it up casually.

"Don't be as knowledgeable as him. You have committed such a serious crime and you will live a few days."

"It is estimated that the psychology has been deformed. Because of the factory accident, the whole body was paralyzed, and the factory workshop was blown up in retaliation. This kind of person is a scum..."

Jia Xudong listened quietly to the discussion outside, staring at the ceiling without blinking, without saying a word.

After another three or four hours, someone came in to deliver food, and he suddenly said, "I want to confess."

The person who delivered the meal sneered: "Finally figured it out? Okay, I'll make a record for you."

"Let the person who hit me today come."

The food delivery person frowned, but said nothing, went out and said, "Xiao Song, this prisoner wants to confess, you come here and take his notes."

"it is good."

Xiao Song came in with a baton in hand, and asked his colleague, "Why do you want to talk all of a sudden?"

"Recognize the reality."

"Hehe, it would have been better if this had happened earlier." Xiao Song walked up to Jia Xudong, took out a pen and paper, "Let's talk."

Jia Xudong kept his eyes fixed on the ceiling, his expression remained unchanged, and he began to tell the "facts" without any emotion.

From his design drawings, planning to blow up the workshop, to learning about martensitic steel, he took the opportunity to execute it.

As for the motives, one is to get revenge on the factory for paralyzing him, and the other is to plant the blame on Cheng Zhiguo.

"Who is the executor?"

"Xu Weijun." Jia Xudong said.

"Who is Xu Weijun?"

"He is the deputy director of the steel tapping workshop, and he also has a grudge against Cheng Zhiguo, so we hit it off..."

"Is there anything else to explain?" Xiao Song asked after finishing memorizing.

"There is one more important thing." Jia Xudong's expression finally changed, and he turned to look at Xiao Song, "Your ear is close, I'll tell you."

Xiao Song frowned: "Don't make a fool of yourself, just say it!"

Jia Xudong was unmoved.

"Let me tell you, if you have this attitude, I will punish you again."

Jia Xudong still stared straight at him without saying a word.

"Okay, you are amazing!"

Xiao Song was convinced, he really couldn't threaten such a person who had no hope for the rest of his life.

He put down the pen and paper, picked up the baton, took two steps forward, and put his ear in front of Jia Xudong.

Jia Xudong raised his head abruptly, and bit Xiao Song's ear.

"what!"

A scream sounded, alarming the police outside.

Xiao Song stretched out his hand to push Jia Xudong's face away, but Jia Xudong bit him so hard that he couldn't push it away at all, and instead caused a greater sense of tearing.

"Well--"

Jia Xudong's eyes widened with anger, his facial features distorted.

He pulled with all his strength.

"what--"

A more miserable scream sounded, Xiao Song staggered back a few steps, covered his ears and wailed endlessly, blood flowed through his fingers and covered half of his face.

And Jia Xudong had an ear dangling from his mouth, and blood sprayed all over his face, making him look even more terrifying and ferocious.

He spit it out with a pop, and laughed wildly:
"Cheng Zhiguo, even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go!"

Xiao Song, who was screaming, heard his laughter, raised his baton with evil in his heart, and smashed it down with all his strength without leaving any strength.

"Oh!"

A dull voice sounded, and the baton hit Jia Xudong on the forehead,

Blood splatters!
Jia Xudong's laughter stopped abruptly, his eyes were wide open, his face was still full of madness, but his head fell limply.

Do not look down.

……