On the engagement night, I became the favorite of my mortal enemy

The cruelty in Zhou Jiashu's eyes is getting stronger. Now there is no turning back for him, he can only resort to tricks!

Zhou Silai rushed to the hospital as quickly as possible, and then carried the unconscious Song Tang into the emergency room.

While he was nervous, he didn't notice that Song Tang opened his eyes and looked at the surrounding environment. Before Zhou Sizhen noticed, Song Tang closed his eyes again and pretended to be dizzy.

Song Tang was pushed into the emergency room, and Zhou Sizhen was persuaded to come out.

He waited outside the emergency room with a serious look on his face, took out the cigarette case from his pocket, originally intending to light a cigarette, but when he took it out, he didn't want to smoke anymore, and then he crushed the cigarette with his fingertips with an annoyed look on his face.

Before there was any news from the emergency room, Zhou Siyi heard footsteps behind him.

He turned around and saw several police officers coming towards him.

"Mr. Zhou, we are from the detachment." The other party showed his police ID.

Zhou Sitai stood tall and raised his eyes with a smile that did not reach his eyes: "Is something wrong?"

The other party knew Zhou Si's identity, and his attitude was gentle and respectful: "Mr. Zhou, your stepmother and eldest brother just called to report that you were suspected of murder, so... we need you to cooperate with our investigation."

"Kill?" Zhou Siluo said as calmly as water, "Kill who?"

"The adopted daughter of the Zhou family, Song Tang." The police officer said: "Your stepmother said that you and Song Tang had a grudge. You sneaked into her room in the middle of the night and wanted to do something to her. Song Tang resisted fiercely, so you took the opportunity to kill her!"

Zhou Silai said: "Xu Wanli, did she see it?"

"She said she heard a noise and came to stop you, but was injured by you. She has injuries on her body that can be examined." After that, the police officer added: "And they found your blood at the scene, and it has been sent for examination now. Waiting for the DNA results to come out.”

Zhou Sizhen nodded slowly and saw through Xu Wanli's frame-up plan.

Her move... was really a bad move.

Seeing that Zhou Sitai kept asking questions but did not answer a useful confession, the stunned police officer stepped forward to argue with Zhou Sitai, but the older man stretched out his hand to hold him down, and then shook his head at him.

An intern like him doesn't know the pros and cons, and he doesn't even know if he offends anyone.

The policeman said to Zhou Siyi in a good voice: "Does Mr. Zhou have anything to defend himself?"

Zhou Situ tilted his head, put one hand in his pocket, turned around as if no one was watching, and faced the police with his back.

He seemed not to take them seriously.

Leng Tou Qing had never seen such an arrogant person before. He pointed at Zhou Sizhen and was about to rush over: "I want to ask you, are you deaf or mute?"

The old police officer never expected that Leng Tou Qing could not hold his breath and had no time to cover his mouth. To make matters worse, Zhou Sihui turned to look at the police officer.

The old police officer quickly opened his arms to block the young man, and apologized to Zhou Siyi: "Mr. Zhou, I have caused you trouble, we are leaving now!"

"Master!" The young police officer was extremely angry. The criminal was right in front of him. Instead of arresting him, he actually let him go?

The old police officer dragged the young police officer out of the hospital, and then scolded him: "You idiot, if I hadn't stopped you just now, your career would be over!"

The young police officer moved his painful arm and said unconvinced: "The first lesson I learned in the police academy is that as a police officer, I must be upright and not bow to power! Master, you have violated discipline!"

The old police officer kicked the young police officer on the butt: "I said you are really ignorant!"

The young police officer was unimpressed.

The old police officer said: "Do you have evidence to prove that Zhou Sihuo committed murder?"

"Xu Wanli and Zhou Jiashu reported with their real names, how can they still be false? If we don't arrest him now, Zhou Sitai will run away!" "Did Zhou Sitai run away?"

The young police officer said firmly: "That's because he is conceited and thinks we dare not arrest him."

"wrong."

The young police officer looked at the old police officer in confusion.

The old police officer said in a persuasive manner: "Did you see the blood stains in Song Tang's room?"

"Look at it."

"What is the distribution of blood stains like?"

"One drop at a time."

"In our Criminal Investigation Department, this type of blood stain is called low-speed impact blood stain, which means that the wound is small and it is dripping under a stable condition. If the blood stain was produced during the fight between Zhou Sizhen and Song Tang, would the blood stain be so regular? "

Tearing and dragging will produce varying degrees of blood stains, from which the police can deduce the course of the incident.

The young apprentice said: "Xu Wanli said that Zhou Sitai stuffed Song Tang into the doll bear and transported it out. Then maybe he injured his hand when dismantling the doll bear, so there are dripping blood stains."

The old police officer said: "There is no wound on Zhou Sizhen's hand. Not only is there no injury, there are no signs of a fight on his body. Even a weak woman like Song Tang struggled when she was choked and unable to breathe. It will definitely leave scratches on the opponent’s hands and body.”

After being reminded by his master, the young police officer noticed that something was wrong. He recalled something with his eyes wide open, and suddenly shouted as if he had discovered a great secret: "There are scratches on the back of Zhou Jiashu's neck!"

Seeing that he discovered the key point, the old police officer glanced at him: "Did you react?"

"When reporting the crime, Zhou Jiashu was wrapped very tightly, and his hands were hidden in his sleeves and were barely exposed. I also inadvertently saw fresh scratches on the back of his neck. Xu Wanli said that Zhou Sitai attacked them, and Zhou Sitai alone How can a grown man catch someone in a fight? It must be a woman!"

"So Zhou Jiashu is lying, and they want to frame him!"

The more the young police officer thought about it, the more he felt that he was right: "If it is true, as Xu Wanli said, that Zhou Sizhen used a doll disguise to bring Song Tang out, then his next goal must be to dump the body. How could he bring Song Tang out?" Go to the hospital and expose your crime?"

The old police officer nodded, and then said the more critical point: "And Song Tang is definitely not dead, otherwise there would be no need for rescue?"

The young police officer nodded wildly: "Yes, yes, when Song Tang wakes up, he will naturally identify who harmed her. We almost arrested the wrong person."

The old police officer knocked on his head: "Learn more, you stupid young man."

At the same time, Zhou's old house.

Many police officers came to Xile Garden to collect evidence and check Song Tang's room. The sound of police cars woke up the old man.

Ge Pan stood in front of the old man's bed and reported: "Something happened in Xile Garden. It is said that Song Tang was strangled to death by the Second Young Master."

"?" The old man was stunned for two seconds, not expecting Ge Pan to make up such an outrageous thing.

Ge Pan observed the old man's face and continued: "I don't know why the police were summoned. They are collecting evidence at the moment."

Mr. Zhou is not a fool. The police came so quickly because someone was adding fuel to the fire.

He held the walnuts in his hand and thought: "Song Tang...is dead?"

"He is no longer in Xile Garden. I heard that he was taken to the hospital by the Second Young Master. He is probably not dead."

The walnut plate in Mr. Zhou's hand creaked, and his eyes were cold as he said, "Where is the person we have placed in the hospital? Give him a call."