Chapter 87 Evidence

An Xin sniffed, and slowly told the whole thing.

When Huang Da'an told her to leave to find a towel and stay in the room alone, Mo Zhengting vaguely guessed something.

In order not to affect her emotions, he could only pretend to be casual and ask, "Did you compete fiercely at that time?"

An Xin bit her lip and thought about it, then shook her head.

"I got the knife first, and she pounced on it. If I didn't give it, she pushed me. When I fell, I instinctively waved my right hand, and she just pounced on me again... At that time, I fell, and I didn't Knowing that she was injured, I found out later..."

When it came to the excitement, An Xin couldn't stop crying, and she was very anxious, as if she had returned to the scene at that time.

Mo Zhengting stroked her back extremely gently. If possible, he didn't want to force her to recall the nightmare at that time.

However, he can only help her if he finds out the truth of the matter.

"Later, Huang Da'an came in?"

An Xin nodded sullenly.

"Not long after, the door opened. It was Huang Da'an and two men I had never seen before. After Huang Da'an came in, he didn't dare to touch us. The two men were too scared to come in. Then the police came, and the two of them were arrested. The security guard took him away from the back door. Huang Daan also wanted to leave, but was stopped. Then he said that he couldn't stop the bleeding and asked me to go out to find a towel. At that time, I was numb and completely unable to think. If I found it earlier Use a towel or something to help her seal the wound, and maybe she won't die..."

Speaking of this, An Xin cried so hard that she couldn't help herself.She always felt that if she could have remained calm and rational at that time, and had taken timely rescue measures, that woman would not have died.

Seeing her crying out of breath, Mo Zhengting was relieved again.

He already knew about the whole thing.

The autopsy report pointed out that there were two wounds on the neck of the deceased, one of which was deep and severed the main artery, which was the direct cause of death.

As for the other shallow wound, it only hurt the flesh. Although it also cut a blood vessel, it was not fatal.

According to An Xin, when the two were arguing, the blade accidentally cut the woman's neck.In this case, the incision would not be very deep. After all, An Xin's body fell sideways at that time, and the force was in the opposite direction.

If it can be proved that the shallow one was caused by An Xin's mistake, then her suspicion of murder will be cleared.

And the real murderer, in all likelihood, is Huang Da'an who stayed in the room at the end.

Right now, the most critical and direct evidence is in Mo Hongming's hands.

Thinking of this, Mo Zhengting's pool-like eyes became darker.

An Xin was tired from crying, and her mood gradually stabilized. She looked up at the man.

"I've made up my mind. When I go back, I will surrender myself to the police station."

Mo Zhengting wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he changed his mind.

"Okay. Don't worry, you'll be fine. The accident was caused by her pushing you. The main responsibility lies on her. The judge will consider this factor as appropriate."

An Xin's gloomy water eyes sparkled with hope, "Really?"

"En. So, you don't have to think about anything now, just think about what you will eat later."

"I want to eat tea eggs."

"..."

Mo Zhengting looked at the woman speechlessly for a while, "Okay."

"Where's my cell phone? I haven't contacted my dad for several days. He must be in a hurry." An Xin thought that she went abroad suddenly and forgot to contact her dad. She didn't know if he was in a hurry. I'm in a hurry again.

Mo Zhengting pinched the woman's annoyed face, took out a phone from his body and handed it to her.

"The numbers and contacts have been copied, and the information is still there."

An Xin could recognize that this phone was not her original Fruit 6, but a black one, and I don't know what kind of material it is made of, a rich phone!

Because, it was exactly the same as what Mo Zhengting used!

"Why use this? It doesn't look good at all, it's so dark, it's like an iron brick."

An Xin actually liked her very much in her heart, but her mouth was habitually tender.

Mo Zhengting rubbed the center of his brows and didn't speak, just watched the little woman's peach pink lips open and close, and her pale little fingers jumped quickly on the screen.

An Xin turned on the phone. Fortunately, the interface was similar to the previous one, and she was no stranger to using it.

There are countless missed calls on it, and SMS and WeChat are almost maxed out.But most of the news is on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Only two text messages came in yesterday.

Three shifts.

(End of this chapter)

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