Crime Hunt Files: Bloody Angel

From then on, Yu Ling, who could not escape, turned her grief and anger into motivation.

She bought ten sets of the latest yoga clothes in one go and got up an hour earlier than the scheduled time every day.

After drinking a glass of warm water, she stood within Zheng Ting's sight, stretching and breathing the fresh morning air.

Even after exercising, she would take photos and share her life on her social media accounts, showing the charm of a self-disciplined lady.

Over time, Yu Ling, who took coercion for granted, earned the Zheng family's servants' admiration for her.

Privately, they all said that it was no wonder that Yu Ling was the wife of the Zheng family.

Faced with my father-in-law's unreasonable demands, I did not feel sad or angry. Instead, I adjusted my mindset and insisted on going to bed early, getting up early, and exercising early.

There is no need to say much about the effectiveness of this plan. Not only can it strengthen one's body, but it can also make Zheng Ting, who looks down on Yu Ling, angry without saying a word!

The war between the father-in-law and daughter-in-law of the Zheng family was so fierce that the servants were like badger eating melons in the fields, running around everywhere. They even gambled secretly in private to see who would come out on top in the end.

Yu Ling is in high spirits, and Zheng Ting must be furious.

When he had nothing to do, he focused all his attention on how to suppress his daughter-in-law.

One afternoon, while Zheng Yi was at home, Zheng Ting turned his head to look at Yu Ling, who was half-kneeling on the ground, playing with Zheng Xinyun, and said to his son, "If you have time, you can ask her to come back to see the child."

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the living room instantly froze.

Not only Yu Ling and the servants, but even Zheng Yi looked at Zheng Ting in disbelief.

"Dad, what did you say?"

"I say," Zheng Ting said to Zheng Xinyun, who was not aware of the situation and could not understand what the adults were saying, "Call her back to see the child when you have time. As a mother, how can she not miss her own child?"

"Dad!" Zheng Yi frowned.

Zheng Ting raised his eyelids indifferently: "What are you yelling about?"

Zheng Yi knew that he was being unfilial, so he lowered his voice by two degrees: "That's not what we said before."

They had already agreed.

He found a woman with excellent conditions outside to develop a relationship with, and when the time was right, he made it clear to the woman that he wanted to have a child.

As for the remuneration, the woman can name any price she wants, but the condition is that she signs a confidentiality agreement after giving birth to the child, agrees to cut off contact with him from then on, and never appears in front of Zheng Xinyun again.

Zheng Ting not only knew all these details clearly, but he also agreed to them at the time. How could he suddenly go back on his word?

"Maybe I'm getting older and more emotional."

Zheng Ting leaned back on the sofa and looked at Zheng Xinyun, who was clueless and just smiling while holding his toy.

"I can't bear to see a mother and her child separated."

This should have been a sentence without any special waves, but the word "biological" was emphasized with particular emphasis.

Everyone knows who Zheng Ting is dealing with.

After a long silence, Yu Ling stood up and said seriously, "I don't agree."

Zheng Yi agreed: "Me too."

If we follow Zheng Ting’s opinion, what identity will Zheng Xinyun’s biological mother appear in?

The terms had already been negotiated and the agreement had been signed.

If he was the first to break the rules, would the woman naturally have fantasies of entering his house?

If something unexpected happens and the truth comes out, Zheng Guang Home Furnishing's corporate image will be greatly damaged in the minds of consumers.

He would never agree to any proposal that would harm the company's interests.

"you!"

This was the first time that a couple had worked together to resist him.

Zheng Ting was dissatisfied, but he understood Zheng Yi's temper.

Now, even if he insists on his own opinion, it is difficult to suppress his son by using seniority and filial piety.

Before he could be laughed at by others, he decisively suppressed his temper.

"I was just saying it casually. Since you guys don't want to, forget it."

After saying that, he turned around and called Zheng Xinyu's name with a smile.

Picking up the child, he hugged and kissed her. His amiable expression was in stark contrast to his usual look as if he wished he could kill Yu Ling.

Anyone who sees it will feel a little creepy.

After this incident, Zheng Yi thought his father would give up.

Unexpectedly, he actually hired someone to secretly investigate the current situation of Zheng Xinyu's biological mother.

In order not to anger Zheng Yi, he did not alert the enemy after getting the information. Instead, he tried all kinds of disgusting ways to accidentally reveal everything about the woman to Yu Ling.

Under Zheng Ting's manipulation, Zheng Xinyun's biological mother was like a ghost that haunted Yu Ling all the time and would appear anytime and anywhere.

More and more information about women continues to accumulate, and the fact that her husband cheated and had a child has become concrete from just a few words.

Pain, grief, humiliation, jealousy, they turned into a sharp sword across her throat.

It wasn't fatal, but it made her life worse than death.

Perhaps it was because she refused to admit defeat, or perhaps it was because of the cute and gentle Zheng Xinyun, who called her "Mom" over and over again, that Yu Ling endured the pain.

She silently made a ten-day appointment for herself to digest all the negative emotions and regain her strength.

"The conflicts that followed were mostly trivial matters in life."

Zheng Yi paused, and made a judgment after thinking it over again and again.

"I don't think those trivial things would be a reason for her to kill my father."

Bai Ji'an looked at Zheng Yi.

Does he really think so?

With Zheng Yi's intelligence and talent in starting from scratch, would he not understand the principle that small amounts add up to a lot and quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes?

A trivial matter?

It just didn't happen to me.

If the injury is not to oneself, one will not take it seriously.

If you don’t pay attention, you will forget it. Once you forget it, even describing it will seem so meaningless.

"Ji An." Zheng Yi crossed his hands on his knees and asked, "Is this enough?"

Realizing what Zheng Yi wanted to ask, Bai Ji'an shook his head: "The conflict between the two can only prove that Yu Ling had a motive to kill Zheng Ting, and it cannot be used as evidence."

"so what should I do now?"

"It's okay, just leave it to me. I have my own way of investigating."

After hanging up Zheng Yi’s call, Bai Jianan calculated the time and indeed received the message from Uncle Wang.

"Ji An, I sent the things you wanted to your mailbox."

Bai Jian pulled over the computer bag.

The information on the tablet was what he contacted Uncle Wang to investigate after the incident.

All bank accounts at home and abroad under Yu Ling’s name.

On the dark web, the person who hired "B chip" to kill Zheng Ting spent three million US dollars.

This is not a small amount of money, and professional killers will not show up in public.

Therefore, excluding the possibility of cash transactions, the employer will inevitably pay a deposit in advance and pay the remaining balance after the deal is completed.

Amid the densely packed consumption bill, a long string of numbers stands out.

The transfer time was the early morning of the third day after Zheng Ting's death.

Transfer amount: US$2.5 million.

Bai Ji'an moved his eyes upwards to the middle of the previous page, which was also half a month before the crime occurred.

The same transfer method, the same time, the same receiving account, the transfer amount is US$500,000.