think mighty

Su Xueling brought up Chen Zhiman's interrogation on the second day, but the woman was quite cooperative. She described in detail how she poisoned her and how she threw the body. Pretending to be the servant who delivered the wine secretly, then how did you, a girl, throw a big man like Hang Fengyu into the river?"

Chen Zhiman seemed a little nervous, she was taken aback for a moment, her eyes flickered twice, then she lowered her head and said, "Don't underestimate me, the official, although I used to be a singing girl, I have done a lot of rough and heavy work in recent years, There is still strength."

Su Xueling looked at her thin arms, kept silent, got up and walked out the door of the interrogation room.

The old horse came again, his eyes were bloodshot, he didn't know how long he hadn't slept, the clothes he was wearing were still the same as yesterday, and there was a lot of mud on his trouser legs, a cloth bag fell out of his sleeve when he entered the room, The copper and silver fell on the table in a mess, and there was a loud crash, which startled Su Xueling, "What are you doing?"

"Officer, please do me a favor, just let her go this time, her man is not a good guy, so he should die! This is all the money I have saved over the years, and I will honor it all to you, as long as you do me a favor ..."

The old horse knelt down with a plop, and tears came down immediately.

"As long as you do your best..."

Su Xueling looked at him and sighed faintly.

"This matter is very involved. Many eyes are staring at us. You are not allowed to bribe us with money. What's more, if you don't impose punishment on murder, it is really not legal. Even if you kneel down and beg me, there is nothing I can do to save you. She, let alone..."

She paused, her eyes looked back and forth at him, "Besides... if this matter is pursued, she may not be the only criminal."

The old horse was shaken all over, and his expression was a little dull. He looked up at Su Xueling, but saw her turn around, sit on the chair again, knock on the table and look at him, her face was calm, but it made him shiver.

Lu Xiaodie also came to the police station today, and happened to meet Hang Fengyu's mother. Hang Fengyu's mother came to bury him, and invited a coffin to come over. She was reluctant to put her son in it, and wailed next to Hang Fengyu's body Crying loudly, according to her, Hang Fengyu's father passed away not long after he graduated from school. She cried all day and almost followed him. A son survived, and Hang Fengyu also lived up to his expectations. He became famous in Ningpu and made a lot of money. As a mother, she was also proud.A few days ago, Hang Fengyu sent a letter saying that he would pick her up to attend the wedding in Ningpu, she was very happy, but in the blink of an eye, she would disappear.

Lu Xiaodie stood aside blankly, looking at Hang Fengyu's body, feeling lost.

She had suspected many people before, but she never expected that the murderer was actually a woman.

Hang Fengyu's mother hated that Chen Zhiman so much that she wanted to strangle her to death with her own hands, shouting and red-eyed to ask Chen Zhiman for an explanation.

Chen Zhiman was locked in the detention center far away, and through a door, Hang Fengyu's mother burst into tears, her hair was messy, "You woman, you are so cruel, you gave me my son's life back! You have worked so hard to raise your son for 30 years, why are you so cruel to hurt him, how will you let me live as an old mother in the future!"

The iron gate was smashed by Hang Bang Fengyu's mother, and the sharp sound resounded throughout the detention center. Chen Zhiman laughed, but within one night, her voice was hoarse and harsh, as if she had aged ten years.

"What a coincidence, you came to me to ask for your son's life, and I also asked your son to ask for my son's life. You and I were both mothers. You have been a mother for 30 years, and your children have grown into adults and flourished. But I only worked for three months, my poor child didn't even have time to look at me... was killed by Hang Fengyu himself, why... Your child is a treasure, isn't my child a treasure? "

Hang's mother's eyes were red and swollen, "You...you're making excuses. If you kill someone, you kill someone. No matter what you say, you can't hide the fact that you are a murderer!"

Chen Zhiman let out a "huh" and sarcastically said: "My child... ha... If my child is born, I'm afraid I will call you grandma. Knowing that grandma loves him so much, I don't know how happy I would be."

"You..." Mother Hang pointed at her, her hands trembling with anger.

Although Chen Zhiman was in a panic at the moment, he did not lose the wind, and sneered one after another: "If you want to say that you are cruel, I am not in the right place, but your son is better. As a parent, even if you can't let your children live well, But they are all in the palm of your hand and loved, but who knows, there is someone like your son who really only has fame and fortune in his eyes, and has no life. For the sake of fame and fortune, he is willing to kill a child who has not landed. , such a son, do you still want to protect him?"

Hang's mother is very old, and when she heard her say this, she became even more anxious. She opened her mouth, "What is my son's character, when is it your turn to make irresponsible remarks? Pull the big kids!"

She spoke emphatically, and as soon as she finished speaking, she coughed a few times, her lips trembled, and she looked at Chen Zhiman with turbid eyes, almost wanting to cough up blood.

Chen Zhiman didn't speak anymore, the mother of Hang wanted to say something, but she didn't say it, her eyes darkened, and she passed out.

The little policeman hurriedly asked someone to carry her out.

Lu Xiaodie, who was followed by Hang Fengyu's biological mother, remained silent for a long time. After a long time, she finally opened her mouth with difficulty: "What you said...is it true?"

Chen Zhiman paused when she heard the sound, she stood up holding the small table, walked to the iron gate, and looked through the small window at the beautiful woman who was still magnificent even without makeup, she looked at her in a daze For a moment, it was like seeing my former self.

"Your name is Lu Xiaodie, right?"

Lu Xiaodie remained silent.

Chen Zhiman smiled, "I've seen you before."

"After Hang Fengyu separated from me, he found a lot of young and beautiful girls, and sometimes they didn't wear the same pattern for a week. You know, the most important thing for his painting job is beautiful female models. My I still loved him more than hated him at the time, wondering if he would change his mind and marry me, so I went to him, he was capable, and lived in a small garden house with several floors, I was so poor, wearing a skirt Wash, wash and wear, he used to praise me for looking good in purple cheongsam, so I went to him wearing that cheongsam, who knew that the concierge would not look at me when he saw me, pushed me and beat me, wanted to drive me out, and said It was his order, he was really cruel, he said he didn’t want me, he didn’t want me... At that time you were upstairs, opened the curtain and looked down, thought I was a beggar, told the porter to stop, and gave me some money , I am not jealous of you at all, I sympathize with you, sympathize with you, sympathize with you, although you are a singing girl, but also have a kind heart, sympathize with you, you obviously have a good time, but you waste it on a scumbag."

"Miss Lu, tell me, does he pretend to be very nice, gentle and considerate in front of you? Huh? Tell me...you tell me!"

Chen Zhiman's hand passed through the small window, trying to reach Lu Xiaodie, but there was a look of madness in his eyes.

Lu Xiaodie's face was pale, she staggered a few steps, covered her ears and crouched on the ground, gasping for breath, said: "You're crazy."

Many happy things she and Hang Fengyu have done in these years flashed through her mind.Hang Fengyu treated her very well, and in her opinion, she was an extremely gentleman. She made movies, and he bought a movie theater all night to cheer for her. He loved her very much and said that even if she wanted the stars in the sky, he would pick them up. Come down and give it to him, he is his future husband, she has been with him for many years, how could he be such a person.

"Am I crazy? I'm not crazy. I'm sober. It's you who are crazy, Lu Xiaodie. You love him, right? I can tell by the look in your eyes that you love him, silly girl. The moment you fell in love with him In a moment, you are crazy, don't you know? In this world, only hatred can make people sober, and love can only make people crazy!"

Lu Xiaodie shook her head and didn't want to look at her, she took a few steps back and ran out in a daze.

She gasped for breath, tears kept falling, a bunch of reporters gathered outside, the moment she came out, the camera pointed at him, she was crying, the reporters surrounded her to take pictures, "Lu Miss".

"Miss Lu, I heard that the prisoner was caught, please tell me what you think."

"Miss Lu, how are you feeling now?"

"Miss Lu..."

"Miss Lu..."

Lu Xiaodie felt dazed for a while, stepped into this place of singing and dancing, and appeared on the headlines of that newspaper. She is the most famous star in Ningpu, she thinks she dares to love, and she plans to be with a painter in the eyes of the world , thinking that she dared to hate, led a group of people to seek justice for her fiancé.

Now Chen Zhiman's words seemed to have slapped her hard.

She lost her composure, wiped away her tears, turned to the reporters with a cold face, and said, "Get lost!"

There was an uproar, Lu Xiaodie in the crowd squatted down, covered her ears, and breathed heavily, but the sound of "clicking" from the photo box kept on going.

Her gaffe, her anger, her helplessness, her despair, every minute belongs to her, but not all of it belongs to her.The world is so big, there is no cage or net, and it seems that there is no restraint, but she has become a prey under the camera, and she will never escape the fate of being chased.

A few days later, He Yuxiu received a letter.

From Lu Xiaodie.

The letter bluntly stated that she had doubted him that day, and she apologized for that.

The letter also stated that she would travel across the ocean in the near future, and that Hang Fengyu's body would be buried in the suburbs.

He Yuxiu went there on a rainy day. It was wet and slippery, and his clothes were stained with mud. Holding an umbrella, he took out a knife of rice paper and a box of matches from his pocket.

In the past when we went to school together, Hang Fengyu couldn't afford good rice paper, so he cut a piece of paper into several pieces, and he gave him his share. There was a quarrel.Now he also distributes it to him like this, but this time, he has no chance to say no.

He threw the umbrella on the ground, squatted down, clamped the rice paper knife in his lower abdomen, and rubbed the match with his free hand. The sparks of fire were blown out by the wind in a short while.

He squatted on the ground under an umbrella, the hem of his clothes was full of mud spots, his hair was wet in strands, and his back was wet.

There were faint footsteps behind him, and a hand took away the box of matches in his hand, and then the raindrops that fell on him disappeared.

He Yuxiu heard someone shout "Master".

His back tightened, but he didn't look back for a long time.

Someone chuckled from behind, "I just heard that someone burned paper money to send wreaths. You just brought rice paper with a knife. What do you mean by burning it?"

The sound of the rain could not cover the sound of the match being struck. He Yuxiu turned her head and saw the flickering lights of the stars.

Xiao Chen's umbrella hit him, Xu Shaoqing was wearing a well-fitting suit, exposed to the rain, his shoulders were slightly wet, he was protecting the sparks in his hand, and asked him, "Do you want to burn it?"

He Yuxiu froze for a moment, then nodded; then Xu Shaoqing pulled out the knife rice paper in his arms, sparks jumped on the paper, and immediately spread.

There was no one in the suburbs on a rainy day, the rain dyed the dry branches into a thick dark brown, the sparks jumped and went out, Xu Shaoqing lit a match again, and said with a smile: "You really found a good weather to go out."

He Yuxiu looked down at the fire rekindling, "Is it necessary to pick an auspicious day for people to go to the grave, Young Master Xu is so superstitious?"

Xu Shaoqing picked up the umbrella he had thrown from the side, and propped it on top of the two of them, barely pushing Xiao Chen out. He laughed, leaned a little closer with the umbrella, and stuffed the box of matches. In the palm of his hand, "You know I didn't mean that."

Xu Shaoqing's fingertips were cold, and they touched his palm. It was a very ordinary movement, but He Yuxiu couldn't help her heart skip a beat.

The author says:

It’s been a long time since I’ve updated it, and I still have a lot of work to do in the future. If you read this article, please leave me a message, let me know…

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