Serial sin

Chapter 827 Who Is That Man?

After leaving Han Xiaoxiao's home, Ouyang Shuangjie was still thinking about what Han Xiaoxiao said. Hou Xiaosong didn't call Han Xiaoxiao that night, but called Hou Zhen. Han Xiaoxiao's explanation It was in place and moved Ouyang Shuangjie very much, that is, the impossible person that Hou Xiaosong said should have nothing to do with Han Xiaoxiao, on the contrary, Hou Zhen knew it.

But in this way, Hou Zhen had a problem. If Hou Zhen really knew that person, why didn't Hou Zhen explain it? It was because Hou Xiaosong didn't explain it, Hou Zhen didn't realize who that person was, or Hou Zhen deliberately made a mistake. hide?

If it's the former, it's understandable for Hou Zhen to do so, after all, he doesn't even know it himself. If it's the latter, then since Hou Zhen intends to hide it on purpose, why bother to mention it in front of him?
This is somewhat unreasonable.

Ouyang Shuangjie sat in the car and didn't start the car right away. He closed his eyes, leaned back in the chair, and thought about this question.

It's becoming more and more difficult to deal with people nowadays, and each of them is smarter than a monkey when they stick their fur.

Suddenly, Ouyang Shuangjie opened his eyes. Didn't Hou Zhen and his wife never want their son to be with Han Xiaoxiao?If it hadn't been for Hou Xiaosong's insistence, they would never let go.After Hou Xiaosong died, Hou Zhen and his wife were naturally sad, but apart from sadness they must also be angry. If they had always had prejudices against Han Xiaoxiao, they would definitely blame Han Xiaoxiao for Hou Xiaosong's death In this way, it is really possible for Hou Zhen to use this matter to take revenge on Han Xiaoxiao.

Hou Zhen knew that the police suspected that Hou Xiaosong had killed Shen Dong, and also suspected that Han Xiaoxiao was an accomplice, because Hou Xiaosong's motive for killing Shen Dong was for Han Xiaoxiao. Anyway, Hou Xiaosong was already dead, and sooner or later the police would investigate the relationship between Hou Xiaosong and Han Xiaoxiao. It came out, so Hou Zhen said half of the sentence, making the police think that the person Hou Xiaosong wanted to talk about was Shen Dong, and Han Xiaoxiao was confirmed as an accomplice.

Hou Zhen wanted to use the police's hand to deal with Han Xiaoxiao!
Thinking of this, Ouyang Shuangjie broke into a cold sweat. He has always believed that intellectuals are the simplest, most simple, and kindest, but if Hou Zhen really thinks this way, then it will overturn his cognition too much.

Ouyang Shuangjie thought for a while, started the car and drove towards Hou's house.

Hou Zhen was not at home, he was strolling outside in the yard.

"Mr. Hou, hello, I'm here to disturb you again." Ouyang Shuangjie said politely.

Hou Zhen glanced at him and said lightly, "It's Police Officer Ouyang, what's your business?"

Ouyang Shuangjie walked beside him: "It's nothing, I'm just passing by, let's take a look."

"Passing by?" Hou Zhen didn't give Ouyang Shuangjie a good look: "Has the murderer been caught?"

Ouyang Shuangjie shook his head: "Not yet, but I think it should be soon." Hou Zhen sat down on a bench, and Ouyang Shuangjie sat down next to him.

"Officer Ouyang, I'm a straightforward person and I don't like to go round and round. If you have anything to say, just tell me, otherwise you will feel uncomfortable if you hold it back, and I think you will also feel uncomfortable when you hold it back." Hou Zhen said.

Ouyang Shuangjie coughed twice, is his acting really that bad?

He looked at Hou Zhen: "Mr. Hou, I just want to ask you a question. What did you say when Hou Xiaosong called you that night before the accident?" Hou Zhen spread his hands with a smile on his face: " Didn’t I already tell you the police, that’s all the content of the phone call, I didn’t even add any details.”

Ouyang Shuangjie smiled: "Really?"

Hou Zhen said with a sullen face, "What do you mean?"

Ouyang Shuangjie said: "I just hope that Mr. Hou can tell me the truth."

Hou Zhen frowned: "You mean I lied to you?" Ouyang Shuangjie chuckled: "Who is the impossible person mentioned in the last phone call that Hou Xiaosong called you?"

Hou Zhen's expression changed slightly.

Ouyang Shuangjie added: "I don't think Hou Xiaosong would suddenly say something to you that you couldn't understand at that time, would he? Then his phone call would be meaningless, wouldn't it? The person you mentioned, you know who it is, but you didn’t tell us. You left this suspense on purpose, just to let us think of a person, that is Shen Dong, Hou Xiaosong is dead, and you also know that the police suspect that he killed Shen Dong, of course, it's because of Han Xiaoxiao, you and your wife don't like Han Xiaoxiao, you even think that this woman ruined your son's life."

"Isn't it?" Hou Zhen was angry.

He stood up and questioned Ouyang Shuangjie: "If it wasn't for that woman, my son wouldn't have been involved in such things, and he wouldn't have lost his life in vain."

Ouyang Shuangjie sighed: "Mr. Hou, don't get excited. In fact, it's hard to tell who is right and who is wrong when it comes to feelings. You can't blame Han Xiaoxiao for this matter. You should also understand that she is a poor girl." Woman, what happened to her is indeed sympathetic."

Hou Zhen snorted coldly: "She is pitiful and deserves sympathy? Then should she pull my family Xiaosong into him?"

Ouyang Shuangjie didn't want to discuss this issue with him: "Anyway, you shouldn't mislead the police to focus on Han Xiaoxiao. You are a teacher and a reasonable person. You didn't consider the consequences of doing so." Have you ever done it? If the police really handled the wrong case and dealt with Han Xiaoxiao, wouldn't you feel comfortable and at ease in your heart?"

Hou Zhen was stunned, he didn't speak, and the muscles on his face twitched slightly.

Ouyang Shuangjie said again: "I don't think that's what you really want to see. Besides, the real murderer of Xiaosong is still at large. Can you really feel at ease?"

Hou Zhen slumped down on the chair.

Ouyang Shuangjie knew that his heart was loose. Ouyang Shuangjie took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Hou Zhen. Hou Zhen took the cigarette dumbly, and Ouyang Shuangjie lit it for him.

"Mr. Hou, I beg you to tell me, who is the impossible person that Hou Xiaosong mentioned on the phone?" Ouyang Shuangjie asked.

Hou Zhen's mouth moved, and then she looked at Ouyang Shuangjie: "Will you believe me when I tell you?"

Ouyang Shuangjie nodded: "As long as what you say is true, then I will believe it!"

Hou Zhen took a deep breath: "Really? But I don't believe it myself, otherwise I would have said it that day, well, since you said so, then I will tell you, just listen to it as a story, I know it too, No one will believe this kind of thing, if you really take it seriously, you will be sent to a mental hospital sooner or later."

Ouyang Shuangjie said with a smile: "You just say it, and I, let's listen to it. As for whether to believe it or not, I will have my own judgment on whether it is true or not, right? As I said, as long as what you say is the truth, I will definitely believe it." Ouyang Shuangjie's expression was very relaxed, but his heart was tugged, he vaguely guessed a name, but he thought that this name should not have any intersection with Hou Xiaosong, right?

(End of this chapter)