Shi Jingsheng

Fang Hui asked a few more questions, and after asking about the cause of the incident almost exactly, he asked Xiao Li and Xiao Zhao to take him into custody first, while he took Police Officer Shi and Xiao Ma back to the office first.

Xiao Ma has been brainwashed by Zheng Haiyu, sat down in the office, and asked sympathetically, "How many years will he be sentenced for this?"

Fang Hui glanced at him angrily: "What do other people say, what do you want us police to do?"

Xiao Ma looked confused: "Ah? Team Fang, what do you mean?"

Fang Hui: "He said Yu Huili didn't kill him, didn't he? Zhao Zixin is dead, and now there is absolutely no proof!"

Xiao Ma stared: "Then he really killed it?"

Fang Hui pondered for a while: "I'm not sure, but I think that nine out of ten people were murdered by him. Let's see, isn't there a result yet from the technical department? Let's go to the scene of the crime tomorrow and put him Take a look at the coffee table you mentioned."

In Zheng Haiyu's statement, what happened was like this.

The day before the incident, he met Zhao Zixin on business, and the two quarreled about whether he should divorce, and they broke up unhappy.

Although the two had a very unpleasant quarrel, Zheng Haiyu didn't rest, and drove directly to the neighboring city to prepare for a wedding the next day. However, before the work was finished there, he received a call from Zhao Zixin, saying that Yu Huili Something went wrong.

Zheng Haiyu drove home in a hurry, and when he opened the door, he saw Yu Huili lying on the ground next to the tea table in the living room. A corner of the glass on the tea table was broken, and there were bloodstains on the ground and on the table.

Fang Hui felt that it was unlikely that this part of the testimony was fictitious. After all, no matter how Zheng Haiyu cleaned it up, some traces that had existed in front of the chemical reagents would not be invisible.

The crux of the problem right now is how true and false Zheng Haiyu's words are.

With the help of the luminol reagent, Fang Hui and others quickly found the crime area described by Zheng Haiyu at his home, but the careful Fang Hui did not stop just because he found this area. He asked Xiao Li and Zhao to continue looking for , See if there are any suspicious places other than the living room, kitchen and bathroom.

After a group of people's carpet search, they really found out the problem.

It was a bed linen that had been washed and put away, and on the pillowcase and bed sheet, Lumino reacted to the blood that had been there.

Fang Hui looked at the things in front of him and couldn't help sneering.

According to Zheng Haiyu's previous confession, if Yu Huili really died before he returned home, and he turned around and agreed to Zhao Zixin's destruction of the body and traces, why bother to put her on the bed?

Judging from the blood splatter on the corner of the coffee table in the living room and the nearby ground, it was not fatal.

There were many doubts, and further investigations were carried out. After several days and nights of research, Fang Hui and the technical department in charge of recovering the data came to the conclusion almost at the same time that Yu Huili did not die of Accident.

Putting the new evidence in front of Zheng Haiyu, Fang Hui tilted his legs with a cigarette in his mouth, and looked at him coldly with bloodshot eyes: "Should you continue to make up?"

Zheng Haiyu lowered his eyelids expressionlessly and said nothing.

Fang replied: "Not only these, we have also recovered some of the data deleted from your computer, do you want to listen to your masterpiece?"

"Oh, and you may not know that before Zhao Zixin jumped into the well, he wrote you some emails, but they didn't send them out, but they were stored in the draft box of his mailbox."

Zheng Haiyu sat there without expressing anything.

Fang Hui: "We're all men, we've done everything, why don't we dare to be? Zhao Zixin is indeed wrong, but you really have the guts to ask a woman to take the blame for you? You hate Yu Huili so much that you want to kill and dismember her— —”

"I don't hate her." Zheng Haiyu suddenly interrupted Fang Hui, "I don't hate her."

Fang Hui raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"

Zheng Haiyu raised his head and took a deep breath, closed his eyes again, and when he looked at Fang Hui, he had already withdrawn all the pretense on his face: "I don't hate her at all. On the contrary, I love her very much."

"Huili's parents are very patriarchal, and they have been very unkind to her since she was a child. Beating and scolding are light, and you know the cold and violent police officer? Huili has a very serious depression. Find an opportunity to put it into action, I have been with her all the time, and she survived."

"She is very lacking in love, so since we were together, I have been doing my best to protect her. I will give her what she wants, and what she says. Except for raising snakes, I almost never Not against her will."

"After graduating from college, she said she didn't want to do it within two days of working, and I didn't think anything of it. It's only natural for a man to raise his wife. I made money to make her live comfortably. She likes to travel, and I can accompany her as long as she can. Accompany, if you can't accompany, don't stop me, because I know she will definitely come back to me in the end."

"But I—I can't stand it...I know she goes out with different men every time I go out, I know, I've put up with it all these years...I love her so much, and she loves me, I know She loves me, otherwise she wouldn't leave and come back again and again... She looks for those people because she longs to be loved, to be at the hottest stage with others...but I, I..."

Zheng Haiyu choked with sobs for a long time, and continued after she had collected her emotions: "When I got home that day, she was just in a coma. Zixin thought she was dead, but I knew she hadn't. But at that moment, in my mind, What I think is that she finally only belongs to me."