With the cannon fodder script in hand, it is easy for the king to change his fate

Of course, Tan Ying was also like that. According to the information they had investigated, Tan Ying was a master of arguing in the village, and few people dared to provoke her.

She even arrogantly raised her chin: "Officer Zhao, our family is different from other families. We've never favored boys over girls. What's wrong with that? What era are we living in? Why are you still clinging to that old-fashioned idea of ​​favoring boys over girls?"

Zhao Kehan's expression immediately cracked. Clearly, Tan Ying was a difficult person to deal with, even though she hadn't graduated from elementary school and was very good at arguing and giving irrelevant answers.

Tan Ying has never stated that she favors boys over girls; it is her recent behavior that has led to this misunderstanding.

"After Su Zhen died, why did you only think about compensation? Once you received the compensation, you no longer cared about Su Zhen's death?" Zhao Kehan ​​asked. "Your behavior doesn't seem like you love your daughter, but according to the information from your hometown, you and your husband treated Su Zhen very well."

“Everything you’ve done is like a cover-up.” He stared intently at Tan Ying’s face, trying to see what was wrong.

But still nothing.

Tan Ying laughed: "Su Zhen is my daughter. If my husband and I don't treat her well, who else should we treat well? Officer Zhao, isn't that obvious? Who says we have to mistreat our daughter? Is there a conflict between being good to our daughter and getting benefits?"

"Answer my questions properly." Zhao Kehan ​​felt a deep headache.

Tan Ying sat up straighter and said, "My damned girl is really dead now. She committed suicide anyway. What good is it to be sad? Can it change the outcome? The dead are gone from this world, but we who are alive have to go on. We can't be immersed in grief forever, can we?"

“My husband and I, we have a son, and life has to go on. We can’t just stop living because of one person’s death.”

“We raised that damned girl for almost twenty years, and now that she’s dead, we have nothing left. Shouldn’t we ask the school that’s in charge of her for some compensation? If we don’t fight for anything, then she’ll have died in vain.”
She died cleanly, leaving our family behind.

Officer Zhao, in this world, unless someone dies of illness at home and has no one to blame but themselves, many places will provide compensation, right? For example, if someone is walking down the street and is killed by a falling tree, they can seek compensation from the road administration, can't they? My daughter died at school; the school has a responsibility to supervise her, so it's reasonable for them to compensate us.”

Meeting Zhao Kehan's still suspicious eyes, Tan Ying said, "Officer Zhao, I really didn't kill anyone. If there's no substantial evidence, please let me go. Bringing me to the police station for questioning every now and then is really affecting my work."

Tan Ying said through gritted teeth, "If the school doesn't let me work there anymore, you'll have to compensate me!"

Zhao Kehan ​​took a deep breath and took out a transparent bag: "Do you know what this is?"

"What is it?" Tan Ying asked, her face completely unconcerned.

"It's from the fibers in your clothes. Do you know where you found it?" Zhao Kehan ​​asked again, while catching the surprise and annoyance that flashed in Tan Ying's eyes.

Tan Ying remained calm: "Where was it found?"

"The rooftop where Jiang Yizhou fell—of course, not on the edge of the rooftop, but at the entrance. That's the boys' dormitory. Your clothing fibers shouldn't be there. How do you explain that now?" Zhao Kehan's voice was sharp. "The loose, removable window frame in your dormitory, the blind spot in the surveillance cameras, many of the cameras that look like they're just for show, and your husband, Su Youcheng, who works as a security guard at the school."

"By connecting these dots, it's not hard to deduce some things." "Of course, the most important thing is that you shouldn't have been on the rooftop of Dormitory Building 4."

"You killed Jiang Yizhou, and your husband was an accomplice, right? Your demands for compensation from the school were just a ploy to infiltrate and kill someone."

"Not only Jiang Yizhou, but also Liang Cheng and Zhou Jiayang died at your hands, right?"

Tan Ying shouted in denial: "Officer, your deduction is good, but catching a murderer isn't based on deduction. Don't frame an innocent person. I had witnesses at the time; there was absolutely no opportunity to commit the crime. When Jiang Yizhou died, Sun Ling, who was dressed improperly, came back, and I argued with her for quite a while. When Liang Cheng died, her roommates were asking me for the dorm key. When Zhou Jiayang died, I wasn't even at school."

“Isn’t there your husband, Su Youcheng? You’ve forgotten, I said he’s your accomplice.” Zhao Kehan ​​said firmly. He saw a different expression on Tan Ying’s face, not panic, which made him frown. Did she feel that she had avenged her great enemy and was therefore fearless?
He has encountered criminal suspects who seek revenge for their loved ones, and once they achieve their goal, they are indeed fearless.

However, compared to the people before, Tan Ying always seemed to be different in some way.

“When Jiang Yizhou died, I watched the surveillance footage outside the dormitory. Sun Ling was indeed knocking on the door outside, but it took several minutes. You were just responding from inside the dormitory and didn’t come out at all. You only came out after Jiang Yizhou fell from the building.”

“If you had prepared a recorder in the dormitory beforehand, according to your and Sun Ling’s arguments, it would have taken a certain amount of time each time, and she was used to it, so she wouldn’t ask for help from others. As long as you push her downstairs and come back within that time frame, you would have plenty of time. There are fewer people around at that time, and it’s dark so you can barely see anything.”

"This also explains why the window frame could be removed. Your husband, Su Youcheng, is a security guard. He could figure out early on which surveillance blind spots were where the cameras were, which cameras were not working, and he could even create some accidents to help you. By taking advantage of the surveillance blind spots and those cameras that were just for show, you were able to sneak into the No. 4 male dormitory building and had plenty of time to commit the crime."

“We have brought Sun Ling here and are having her confirm whether what she heard that day was a recording or what you said in person in the dormitory.”

"Tan Ying, our investigation revealed that you bought a tape recorder in another district of Ning City a month ago. We found it under your bed in your dormitory, and our technicians have now restored it. You probably didn't expect us to think of this, which is why you boldly left the tape recorder under your bed."

Seeing Tan Ying fall silent, her hands clasped tightly together, Zhao Kehan ​​felt a slight sense of relief.

As for the deaths of Liang Cheng and Zhou Jiayang, Tan Ying indeed had no time to commit the crime, but Su Youcheng's alibi has been overturned.

Meanwhile, under Su Youcheng's bed, they found hemp rope, the same kind used to bind Liang Cheng, Zhou Jiayang, and Mu Shiming.

The investigation also led to the discovery of the shop where the hemp rope was purchased. It was a small, inconspicuous shop in another district of Ning City.

"You killed Mu Shiming too, didn't you? When Liang Cheng died, you left the school, actually to scout out Mu Shiming's workplace, pretending to look for a cleaning job. We've already obtained surveillance footage of you there. Before Zhou Jiayang died this time, a figure that looks exactly like you appeared there again, but disguised himself as a cleaner," Zhao Kehan ​​continued.

"Are you resenting Jiang Yizhou for choosing to remain silent as her boyfriend, so you want to take revenge on them?"

Seeing Tan Ying suddenly raise her head as if to argue, Zhao Kehan ​​spoke first without waiting for her to speak: "Actually, it's more than that, isn't it?" (End of Chapter)