Prison Bird [GL Suspense Reasoning]
Chapter 82 Self Destruction
"I'm President Jiang's friend."
Zhou Mengdie's mouth revealed a smile, it was not a greeting, nor a sarcastic smile, but a smile that was almost overjoyed, as if she had been waiting for her arrival for a long time.A sincere smile cannot be faked. It is essentially different from a fake smile. When a person expresses joy from the heart, the corners of the mouth will curl up, the eye sockets will become half-moon, and the wrinkled crow's feet at the inner corners of the eye sockets will also reveal the other party. Sincerity in my heart.
"Come with me to my room." Zhou Mengdie grabbed her hand, as if she was afraid that she would run away, turning around and walking regardless of anyone's obstruction.
"Xiaodie..." Zhou Menghu stood still in place with a painful expression. Xu Jiacheng stepped forward and took her other hand to prevent her from falling.
After returning to the room, Qiao Yixia found that Zhou Mengdie had carefully locked the door behind her, and was lying on the door listening to the sounds outside, before she groped to the side of the bed and sat down.There were no wedding photos in the room, only a few photos of her with her sister and her husband on the bedside table, and on the other side of the bedside table was not a photo of Zhou Mengdie, but a solo photo of Zhou Menghu.Thinking of Xu Jiacheng subconsciously holding Zhou Menghu's shoulder just now, Qiao Yixia frowned.
"I finally waited." Zhou Mengdie sobbed a few times and said in a low voice.
"Have you been waiting for us?"
Zhou Mengdie nodded emphatically: "Actually, I have always wanted to meet people from Chenghuai, but my sister always disagrees. I have always wanted to know who was the person who was going to deal with me back then? Has it been found out? If If you can give me justice, even if I can only live without humans and ghosts for the rest of my life, I will be satisfied."
"Aren't you suspicious of Fang Tian's doing like the others?"
Hearing these two words, Zhou Mengdie hugged her head in pain: "I don't know, but I always feel that it's not her... After knowing about her suicide, I feel even more that it's not her." Hearing that Qiao Yixia didn't speak for a long time, Zhou Mengdie's tone was a little more frustrated, "It seems that I still haven't found it, is it?"
"Miss Zhou, do you think that besides Fang Tian, who else has the motive to hurt you? In other words, the destruction of your appearance will directly benefit her."
"I don't know. It was very late at that time. I finished filming in a daze and came home from work. I was the only one in the elevator. When I got to the floor where my house was, something was thrown on the opposite side. My face hurt. It was like being on fire, and I thought to myself, it's over."
Qiao Yixia had investigated Fang Tian's itinerary that day. That day was Fang Tian's rest day. She only finished filming a commercial in the morning and there was no announcement. In terms of time, she really cannot be ruled out as a suspect.But that day, Zhou Mengdie should have finished work at [-]:[-] pm. It was only because the director was dissatisfied that he re-shot several times, and it was delayed until [-]:[-] in the night. That is to say, without knowing what time Zhou Mengdie would go home, Fang Tian had to stay here all the time if he wanted to commit a crime. It was very difficult not to attract others' attention, but according to the police investigation at that time, the residents on the same floor said that they had never seen Fang Tian.Moreover, if it wasn't for knowing that Zhou Mengdie would come back very late in advance, she would not be the only one in the elevator, and Fang Tian would not be so stupid as to commit the crime when there was a second person in the elevator.
Qiao Yixia walked to the bedside table, picked up the frame, Zhou Menghu inside was smiling beautifully, wearing a cheongsam, noble and generous.
"Miss Zhou is so beautiful, like a person in a painting."
Zhou Mengdie smiled wryly, seeming to realize that she was looking at the photo: "That was when I first debuted, and my sister took me to take a photo. Both of us were wearing cheongsams, and the photographer said that we were the most beautiful sisters in tweed he had ever seen. Later When I was filming, I also took some period dramas, but none of them fit me so well, and I liked them so much...Although I can’t see them, I can hypnotize myself as long as I put the photos on my bedside. In the past, I didn’t become a star, didn’t become popular, and didn’t have a disfigured face…”
Her voice is sweet and full of fantasy. From the smile on the corner of her mouth, one can feel her extreme desire to turn back time. In contrast, Zhou Menghu's smile in the photo is even more dazzling at this moment.
When Meng Liuchen went to Chenghuai to deliver books to Jiang Xiage, she just finished a video conference, standing in her office, watching Jiang Xiage's heroic appearance in a small suit, she lost her mind for a moment, opened her mouth and couldn't speak , Jiang Xiage didn't mind, and simply took the book from his arms generously, and expressed his gratitude to him.
Assistant Jiang Xia helped Meng Liuchen make tea, flipping through the thick stack of books with slender fingers, not only the precious book signed by Maslow, but also five limited editions of Freud Books, Lu Xizhan reads them very carefully, and wrote Xinde in many places, and made annotations next to some uncommon technical terms. Although Jiang Xiage is a layman, he can tell that these annotations were added not long ago , because with Lucy's professional level, the understanding of these words is no problem for her, and the reason why she took the trouble to write them down should be to help the young girl understand.
She couldn't help curling the corners of her lips, touched by her good intentions, and looked up at Meng Liuchen. The young man was a little cautious, with long hands and long legs, he didn't know where to put it, so he scratched his head embarrassingly.
"Is there anything else, Liu Chen?"
"Oh..." Meng Liuchen shook his head, "No, not anymore."
Jiang Xiage also responded with a polite smile, because usually after such a conversation, the other party would leave knowingly, but Meng Liuchen was still sitting on the sofa, motionless.
"Let's talk if you have something to say, you don't need to see outsiders."
"Well, sister Xia Ge, are you free tonight? I have, I have two concert tickets, I think you should like it..."
Jiang Xiage stopped what he was doing, got up from the executive chair, walked up to him, leaned over and looked at him, the electric current in his eyes made Meng Liuchen unable to breathe: "Liuchen, are you picking on me?"
On the other side, when Lu Xizhan and others arrived at Gao's house, Gao Pingyu's adopted daughter, Gao Zhen'er, was accompanying her son to do homework. I heard that Gao Zhen'er divorced her husband the year before last, which wasted her efforts. After winning the custody of his son, Gao Pingyu saw that his daughter was pitiful and helpless, so he took her back and lived with him.
The decoration style of Gao's house is very simple and very bookish. In the living room, there are poems inscribed by Professor Gao himself, but the household appliances are very advanced, such as a super-large LCD TV, a brand-new three-dimensional air conditioner, and a European-style coffee table.Looking at Professor Gao's bedroom, there is a simple small bed, a desk, a coat rack, and a wardrobe. There are no other complicated decorations. It is completely different from the living room.Gao Pingyu is highly respected, and his salary is not too low, but the decoration of the room is so frugal, which is enough to show that he is a hard-working and simple person.
"Dad has been in poor health for the past few years. He just had a serious illness not long ago. When he was in the hospital, it was agreed that he would quit his job and spend his life at home in peace. Who knows that after he was discharged from the hospital, he would go to bed again. He insisted on going back to school, saying that he couldn't let go of his students." Gao Zhen'er wiped the tears from the inner corners of her eyes with the pulp of her index finger, looking depressed.
"I know that my father attaches great importance to the election of the vice-principal. He always said that if he can become the vice-principal this time, he can do more for the children. I think it is because of too much pressure on him. That's why I can't think about it."
Lu Xizhan noticed that although Gao Zhen'er's upper body was relaxed, her lower body was very reserved, changing the position of her legs constantly, shaking her feet from time to time, or tapping the floor with her toes.That's not how she should react.
Desmond Morris once said that human actions in descending order of reliability are autonomic nerve signals, lower limb signals, body signals, unrecognizable hand movements, recognizable hand movements, etc.Lower body signals came second, and Gao Zhen'er's unconscious lower body movements undoubtedly revealed her true emotions. She was very nervous and restless.
"Zhen'er, your father is definitely not this kind of person! All his life, the thing he cares about the most is false fame. How could he commit suicide because of this!"
"Uncle Wu, do you know how much I wish my father's death was just a dream? But every time I wake up crying from the dream, I realize that my father is really gone..."
"But even so, why was there Yin Ming present at that time? He must have said something to your father, and your father was stimulated!"
"But Uncle Wu, none of us have evidence, do we?" Gao Zhen'er looked at Professor Wu pleadingly with tears in her eyes.
Professor Wu closed his eyes and shook his head: "Zhen'er, I originally thought that even if people all over the world believed that Lao Gao committed suicide, you would not believe it, but now it seems that you are the first one to compromise."
Gao Zhen'er was also very emotional, her tears gushed out like a sea breaking a bank, she sobbed and said to Professor Wu: "Uncle Wu, do you think I'm not sad when my father is gone? In this world, I'm alone... Do you know how scared I am? I'm not compromising, I have to accept the reality. My father, he must not want to see me desperate for him, he will definitely hope that I will be well alive!"
As soon as the words fell, there was a knock on the door, a man in a suit, wearing a pair of glasses, carrying a briefcase, followed by a middle-aged lady.This man is a gold medal lawyer of Zhongtu Law Firm. When he saw the people present, he first greeted everyone, and then said: "I am Ms. Gao Zhen'er's attorney, responsible for handling Mr. Gao Pingyu's will, and representing Handle the transfer of the real estate." He came here today to discuss matters related to the inheritance of the real estate with Gao Zhen'er.
"Transfer?" Shanglu asked.
"Yes, according to Mr. Gao Pingyu's will, Mr. Gao has handed over the real estate, that is, the real estate and 50.00% of the property to Ms. Gao Zhen'er for inheritance."
"Can you show us Mr. Gao's will?" Officer Peng asked.
"Of course." The lawyer pushed the frame of his glasses and took out the will from the briefcase.
The handwriting on it was crooked, without the style of Gao Pingyu's handwriting at all, so Gao Zhen'er explained: "This was written by my father when he was hospitalized earlier. The doctor said that his condition was very bad. He was worried that something would happen to him, so he called me Take the paper and pen to him, this will was written on his back while lying on the bed."
Although the wording was a bit distorted, but he could understand the meaning roughly. Gao Pingyu had indeed left the house to his daughter. As for his son, he only said that all the money for his son's care in the future would be shared from his property.
Gao Zhen'er continued to add: "Although it is inconvenient for Dad to write, the doctor said that Dad has always been sane." The implication is that this will was definitely not written when he was insane, and it is still valid .
"This...that's impossible!" Professor Wu's hand holding the will trembled violently.
"Uncle Wu, my father has always treated me like his own daughter these years, and has never treated me badly. My brother is lying unconscious on the hospital bed. No matter how busy I am, I will definitely take time to see him every week. Dad sees everything he does and remembers it in his heart, if you say something like this now, you are adding salt to my wound!"
Professor Wu wanted to say something else, but Gao Zhen'er swayed and was supported by the lawyer beside her, only to hear her say: "Do you have anything else to do? If there is nothing else, I will talk to the lawyer There is something to talk about."
When going downstairs, Bai Ying kept supporting Professor Wu, for fear that he would feel unwell.Later, Professor Wu said that he had a few words that he wanted to say to Lu Xizhan alone, and Lu Xizhan agreed, so he drove Professor Wu back to the original place by himself.On this day, Professor Wu really saw Lu Xizhan's calmness. No matter what happened, she always remained calm. She was calm but smart, and she saw everything in her eyes, not letting go of the slightest detail.
"Actually, I've heard about Xiao He." Professor Wu choked up, thinking of the girl who sweetly called him Mr. Wu, his heart ached unbearably, "I only hope that when the child comes out in the future, he can Be a good person, what a good boy." In Cui Ting's case, Shen He was sentenced to a lighter sentence than Ding Yuan, but he still couldn't escape the law.
"I just don't understand why everyone around me has become like this... I don't understand why Zhen'er is so filial, why he refuses to believe that Lao Gao's death was definitely not an accident."
"What the public sees is always just a superficial appearance." Lu Xizhan said lightly while holding the steering wheel.
Professor Wu took off his reading glasses and wiped his tears: "Professor Lu, what do you mean?"
"A truly filial person would not rush to replace old electrical appliances after his father died, would not use his father's money to buy new expensive jewelry, would not let his father's bedroom be full of dust and leave it alone, let alone Will forge wills." Obviously, those brand new electrical appliances were purchased only recently, and Lucy found out that the bracelet Gao Zhener was wearing was a new model that Cartier just launched the day before yesterday, that is to say, this is absolutely impossible It was bought before Gao Pingyu died.
"Professor Lu, how can you be sure that the will must be forged?" Although he also had doubts in his heart, there was no evidence to prove it.
"If the will is not written in a ballpoint pen, maybe I can't tell it's fake." Lu Xizhan glanced at the rearview mirror of the car, Professor Wu pushed the mirror frame, showing a puzzled expression, and Lu Xizhan patiently He explained, "Ballpoint pens are able to write using the gravitational force of the earth and the fluidity of oil. According to what Gao Zhen'er said, his father was lying on the bed and writing on his back. If he couldn't write a few lines, the oil wouldn't come out. But Gao Professor, not only wrote it down smoothly, but also wrote two full pages. I am a person who advocates science, and I would not believe in such a miracle like the Arabian Nights. Gao Zhener actually invited a simple property inheritance The firm's gold medal lawyer, I don't think it's because she has too much money and nowhere to spend it."
Others may not know, but Gao Zhen'er is very clear about whether the will is true or not, because she has a ghost in her heart, so a simple will appraisal and property transfer actually invited a gold medal lawyer who specializes in important lawsuits.
Hearing what Lu Xizhan said, Professor Wu patted his thigh suddenly, feeling mixed feelings in his heart. First, he regretted that he hadn't noticed this, and second, he was sad and angry that Gao Zhen'er really couldn't wait to follow her father after his death. His elder brother who was lying on the hospital bed started a frenzied battle for inheritance. Thinking of Gao Pingyu's joy when he talked about his daughter every time, Professor Wu felt chilled.
"In that case, Professor Lu, we should expose that cruel girl on the spot, and never let Lao Gao's house fall into her hands!"
"Professor Wu, the evil can't prevail against the good, she will never succeed." Lu Xizhan turned the steering wheel flexibly, calmly.
Professor Wu sighed: "Old Gao, he has never fought for anything in his life. He only cares about academic research and his students. He said that he would donate all the money to the Hope Project to help some poor children. "That's why he was sure that Gao Pingyu would not have written the suicide note, "I really can't wait to reveal the true face of that girl right away."
While waiting for the red light, Lucy tapped his fingers on the steering wheel and blinked his clear eyes: "Arthur Schopenhauer said that if we suspect a person of lying, we should pretend to believe him, because he will become more and more serious. Be brave and confident, and lie more boldly, and finally unmask yourself.”
It must be amusing for the onlooker to witness a self-directed and self-acted man finally unmask himself of ugliness.There is no destruction more hopeless than self-destruction.
Zhou Mengdie's mouth revealed a smile, it was not a greeting, nor a sarcastic smile, but a smile that was almost overjoyed, as if she had been waiting for her arrival for a long time.A sincere smile cannot be faked. It is essentially different from a fake smile. When a person expresses joy from the heart, the corners of the mouth will curl up, the eye sockets will become half-moon, and the wrinkled crow's feet at the inner corners of the eye sockets will also reveal the other party. Sincerity in my heart.
"Come with me to my room." Zhou Mengdie grabbed her hand, as if she was afraid that she would run away, turning around and walking regardless of anyone's obstruction.
"Xiaodie..." Zhou Menghu stood still in place with a painful expression. Xu Jiacheng stepped forward and took her other hand to prevent her from falling.
After returning to the room, Qiao Yixia found that Zhou Mengdie had carefully locked the door behind her, and was lying on the door listening to the sounds outside, before she groped to the side of the bed and sat down.There were no wedding photos in the room, only a few photos of her with her sister and her husband on the bedside table, and on the other side of the bedside table was not a photo of Zhou Mengdie, but a solo photo of Zhou Menghu.Thinking of Xu Jiacheng subconsciously holding Zhou Menghu's shoulder just now, Qiao Yixia frowned.
"I finally waited." Zhou Mengdie sobbed a few times and said in a low voice.
"Have you been waiting for us?"
Zhou Mengdie nodded emphatically: "Actually, I have always wanted to meet people from Chenghuai, but my sister always disagrees. I have always wanted to know who was the person who was going to deal with me back then? Has it been found out? If If you can give me justice, even if I can only live without humans and ghosts for the rest of my life, I will be satisfied."
"Aren't you suspicious of Fang Tian's doing like the others?"
Hearing these two words, Zhou Mengdie hugged her head in pain: "I don't know, but I always feel that it's not her... After knowing about her suicide, I feel even more that it's not her." Hearing that Qiao Yixia didn't speak for a long time, Zhou Mengdie's tone was a little more frustrated, "It seems that I still haven't found it, is it?"
"Miss Zhou, do you think that besides Fang Tian, who else has the motive to hurt you? In other words, the destruction of your appearance will directly benefit her."
"I don't know. It was very late at that time. I finished filming in a daze and came home from work. I was the only one in the elevator. When I got to the floor where my house was, something was thrown on the opposite side. My face hurt. It was like being on fire, and I thought to myself, it's over."
Qiao Yixia had investigated Fang Tian's itinerary that day. That day was Fang Tian's rest day. She only finished filming a commercial in the morning and there was no announcement. In terms of time, she really cannot be ruled out as a suspect.But that day, Zhou Mengdie should have finished work at [-]:[-] pm. It was only because the director was dissatisfied that he re-shot several times, and it was delayed until [-]:[-] in the night. That is to say, without knowing what time Zhou Mengdie would go home, Fang Tian had to stay here all the time if he wanted to commit a crime. It was very difficult not to attract others' attention, but according to the police investigation at that time, the residents on the same floor said that they had never seen Fang Tian.Moreover, if it wasn't for knowing that Zhou Mengdie would come back very late in advance, she would not be the only one in the elevator, and Fang Tian would not be so stupid as to commit the crime when there was a second person in the elevator.
Qiao Yixia walked to the bedside table, picked up the frame, Zhou Menghu inside was smiling beautifully, wearing a cheongsam, noble and generous.
"Miss Zhou is so beautiful, like a person in a painting."
Zhou Mengdie smiled wryly, seeming to realize that she was looking at the photo: "That was when I first debuted, and my sister took me to take a photo. Both of us were wearing cheongsams, and the photographer said that we were the most beautiful sisters in tweed he had ever seen. Later When I was filming, I also took some period dramas, but none of them fit me so well, and I liked them so much...Although I can’t see them, I can hypnotize myself as long as I put the photos on my bedside. In the past, I didn’t become a star, didn’t become popular, and didn’t have a disfigured face…”
Her voice is sweet and full of fantasy. From the smile on the corner of her mouth, one can feel her extreme desire to turn back time. In contrast, Zhou Menghu's smile in the photo is even more dazzling at this moment.
When Meng Liuchen went to Chenghuai to deliver books to Jiang Xiage, she just finished a video conference, standing in her office, watching Jiang Xiage's heroic appearance in a small suit, she lost her mind for a moment, opened her mouth and couldn't speak , Jiang Xiage didn't mind, and simply took the book from his arms generously, and expressed his gratitude to him.
Assistant Jiang Xia helped Meng Liuchen make tea, flipping through the thick stack of books with slender fingers, not only the precious book signed by Maslow, but also five limited editions of Freud Books, Lu Xizhan reads them very carefully, and wrote Xinde in many places, and made annotations next to some uncommon technical terms. Although Jiang Xiage is a layman, he can tell that these annotations were added not long ago , because with Lucy's professional level, the understanding of these words is no problem for her, and the reason why she took the trouble to write them down should be to help the young girl understand.
She couldn't help curling the corners of her lips, touched by her good intentions, and looked up at Meng Liuchen. The young man was a little cautious, with long hands and long legs, he didn't know where to put it, so he scratched his head embarrassingly.
"Is there anything else, Liu Chen?"
"Oh..." Meng Liuchen shook his head, "No, not anymore."
Jiang Xiage also responded with a polite smile, because usually after such a conversation, the other party would leave knowingly, but Meng Liuchen was still sitting on the sofa, motionless.
"Let's talk if you have something to say, you don't need to see outsiders."
"Well, sister Xia Ge, are you free tonight? I have, I have two concert tickets, I think you should like it..."
Jiang Xiage stopped what he was doing, got up from the executive chair, walked up to him, leaned over and looked at him, the electric current in his eyes made Meng Liuchen unable to breathe: "Liuchen, are you picking on me?"
On the other side, when Lu Xizhan and others arrived at Gao's house, Gao Pingyu's adopted daughter, Gao Zhen'er, was accompanying her son to do homework. I heard that Gao Zhen'er divorced her husband the year before last, which wasted her efforts. After winning the custody of his son, Gao Pingyu saw that his daughter was pitiful and helpless, so he took her back and lived with him.
The decoration style of Gao's house is very simple and very bookish. In the living room, there are poems inscribed by Professor Gao himself, but the household appliances are very advanced, such as a super-large LCD TV, a brand-new three-dimensional air conditioner, and a European-style coffee table.Looking at Professor Gao's bedroom, there is a simple small bed, a desk, a coat rack, and a wardrobe. There are no other complicated decorations. It is completely different from the living room.Gao Pingyu is highly respected, and his salary is not too low, but the decoration of the room is so frugal, which is enough to show that he is a hard-working and simple person.
"Dad has been in poor health for the past few years. He just had a serious illness not long ago. When he was in the hospital, it was agreed that he would quit his job and spend his life at home in peace. Who knows that after he was discharged from the hospital, he would go to bed again. He insisted on going back to school, saying that he couldn't let go of his students." Gao Zhen'er wiped the tears from the inner corners of her eyes with the pulp of her index finger, looking depressed.
"I know that my father attaches great importance to the election of the vice-principal. He always said that if he can become the vice-principal this time, he can do more for the children. I think it is because of too much pressure on him. That's why I can't think about it."
Lu Xizhan noticed that although Gao Zhen'er's upper body was relaxed, her lower body was very reserved, changing the position of her legs constantly, shaking her feet from time to time, or tapping the floor with her toes.That's not how she should react.
Desmond Morris once said that human actions in descending order of reliability are autonomic nerve signals, lower limb signals, body signals, unrecognizable hand movements, recognizable hand movements, etc.Lower body signals came second, and Gao Zhen'er's unconscious lower body movements undoubtedly revealed her true emotions. She was very nervous and restless.
"Zhen'er, your father is definitely not this kind of person! All his life, the thing he cares about the most is false fame. How could he commit suicide because of this!"
"Uncle Wu, do you know how much I wish my father's death was just a dream? But every time I wake up crying from the dream, I realize that my father is really gone..."
"But even so, why was there Yin Ming present at that time? He must have said something to your father, and your father was stimulated!"
"But Uncle Wu, none of us have evidence, do we?" Gao Zhen'er looked at Professor Wu pleadingly with tears in her eyes.
Professor Wu closed his eyes and shook his head: "Zhen'er, I originally thought that even if people all over the world believed that Lao Gao committed suicide, you would not believe it, but now it seems that you are the first one to compromise."
Gao Zhen'er was also very emotional, her tears gushed out like a sea breaking a bank, she sobbed and said to Professor Wu: "Uncle Wu, do you think I'm not sad when my father is gone? In this world, I'm alone... Do you know how scared I am? I'm not compromising, I have to accept the reality. My father, he must not want to see me desperate for him, he will definitely hope that I will be well alive!"
As soon as the words fell, there was a knock on the door, a man in a suit, wearing a pair of glasses, carrying a briefcase, followed by a middle-aged lady.This man is a gold medal lawyer of Zhongtu Law Firm. When he saw the people present, he first greeted everyone, and then said: "I am Ms. Gao Zhen'er's attorney, responsible for handling Mr. Gao Pingyu's will, and representing Handle the transfer of the real estate." He came here today to discuss matters related to the inheritance of the real estate with Gao Zhen'er.
"Transfer?" Shanglu asked.
"Yes, according to Mr. Gao Pingyu's will, Mr. Gao has handed over the real estate, that is, the real estate and 50.00% of the property to Ms. Gao Zhen'er for inheritance."
"Can you show us Mr. Gao's will?" Officer Peng asked.
"Of course." The lawyer pushed the frame of his glasses and took out the will from the briefcase.
The handwriting on it was crooked, without the style of Gao Pingyu's handwriting at all, so Gao Zhen'er explained: "This was written by my father when he was hospitalized earlier. The doctor said that his condition was very bad. He was worried that something would happen to him, so he called me Take the paper and pen to him, this will was written on his back while lying on the bed."
Although the wording was a bit distorted, but he could understand the meaning roughly. Gao Pingyu had indeed left the house to his daughter. As for his son, he only said that all the money for his son's care in the future would be shared from his property.
Gao Zhen'er continued to add: "Although it is inconvenient for Dad to write, the doctor said that Dad has always been sane." The implication is that this will was definitely not written when he was insane, and it is still valid .
"This...that's impossible!" Professor Wu's hand holding the will trembled violently.
"Uncle Wu, my father has always treated me like his own daughter these years, and has never treated me badly. My brother is lying unconscious on the hospital bed. No matter how busy I am, I will definitely take time to see him every week. Dad sees everything he does and remembers it in his heart, if you say something like this now, you are adding salt to my wound!"
Professor Wu wanted to say something else, but Gao Zhen'er swayed and was supported by the lawyer beside her, only to hear her say: "Do you have anything else to do? If there is nothing else, I will talk to the lawyer There is something to talk about."
When going downstairs, Bai Ying kept supporting Professor Wu, for fear that he would feel unwell.Later, Professor Wu said that he had a few words that he wanted to say to Lu Xizhan alone, and Lu Xizhan agreed, so he drove Professor Wu back to the original place by himself.On this day, Professor Wu really saw Lu Xizhan's calmness. No matter what happened, she always remained calm. She was calm but smart, and she saw everything in her eyes, not letting go of the slightest detail.
"Actually, I've heard about Xiao He." Professor Wu choked up, thinking of the girl who sweetly called him Mr. Wu, his heart ached unbearably, "I only hope that when the child comes out in the future, he can Be a good person, what a good boy." In Cui Ting's case, Shen He was sentenced to a lighter sentence than Ding Yuan, but he still couldn't escape the law.
"I just don't understand why everyone around me has become like this... I don't understand why Zhen'er is so filial, why he refuses to believe that Lao Gao's death was definitely not an accident."
"What the public sees is always just a superficial appearance." Lu Xizhan said lightly while holding the steering wheel.
Professor Wu took off his reading glasses and wiped his tears: "Professor Lu, what do you mean?"
"A truly filial person would not rush to replace old electrical appliances after his father died, would not use his father's money to buy new expensive jewelry, would not let his father's bedroom be full of dust and leave it alone, let alone Will forge wills." Obviously, those brand new electrical appliances were purchased only recently, and Lucy found out that the bracelet Gao Zhener was wearing was a new model that Cartier just launched the day before yesterday, that is to say, this is absolutely impossible It was bought before Gao Pingyu died.
"Professor Lu, how can you be sure that the will must be forged?" Although he also had doubts in his heart, there was no evidence to prove it.
"If the will is not written in a ballpoint pen, maybe I can't tell it's fake." Lu Xizhan glanced at the rearview mirror of the car, Professor Wu pushed the mirror frame, showing a puzzled expression, and Lu Xizhan patiently He explained, "Ballpoint pens are able to write using the gravitational force of the earth and the fluidity of oil. According to what Gao Zhen'er said, his father was lying on the bed and writing on his back. If he couldn't write a few lines, the oil wouldn't come out. But Gao Professor, not only wrote it down smoothly, but also wrote two full pages. I am a person who advocates science, and I would not believe in such a miracle like the Arabian Nights. Gao Zhener actually invited a simple property inheritance The firm's gold medal lawyer, I don't think it's because she has too much money and nowhere to spend it."
Others may not know, but Gao Zhen'er is very clear about whether the will is true or not, because she has a ghost in her heart, so a simple will appraisal and property transfer actually invited a gold medal lawyer who specializes in important lawsuits.
Hearing what Lu Xizhan said, Professor Wu patted his thigh suddenly, feeling mixed feelings in his heart. First, he regretted that he hadn't noticed this, and second, he was sad and angry that Gao Zhen'er really couldn't wait to follow her father after his death. His elder brother who was lying on the hospital bed started a frenzied battle for inheritance. Thinking of Gao Pingyu's joy when he talked about his daughter every time, Professor Wu felt chilled.
"In that case, Professor Lu, we should expose that cruel girl on the spot, and never let Lao Gao's house fall into her hands!"
"Professor Wu, the evil can't prevail against the good, she will never succeed." Lu Xizhan turned the steering wheel flexibly, calmly.
Professor Wu sighed: "Old Gao, he has never fought for anything in his life. He only cares about academic research and his students. He said that he would donate all the money to the Hope Project to help some poor children. "That's why he was sure that Gao Pingyu would not have written the suicide note, "I really can't wait to reveal the true face of that girl right away."
While waiting for the red light, Lucy tapped his fingers on the steering wheel and blinked his clear eyes: "Arthur Schopenhauer said that if we suspect a person of lying, we should pretend to believe him, because he will become more and more serious. Be brave and confident, and lie more boldly, and finally unmask yourself.”
It must be amusing for the onlooker to witness a self-directed and self-acted man finally unmask himself of ugliness.There is no destruction more hopeless than self-destruction.
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