Great Detective, Your Wife is Jealous Again!

"Listen to me. Actually, I have never been in a relationship with A slow. I just accompany her to eat, go shopping, go to the amusement park, and buy some small cakes for her. She thinks we are in love. I just I have always regarded her as my sister." An Shijin sat next to Chu Shian, clutching her shoulder and explained anxiously. She didn't want Chu Shian to think that she was a careless and affectionate person, even though she might have been before. But she was still afraid that Chu Shian would look down on her because of this.

"Actually, you don't need to explain to me. Although I hired you as my assistant, this is your own private life after all, and I am not qualified to intervene." Chu Shian's face lightly broke away from An Shi and grasped her. hand. "But I want to explain it to you, I don't want you to misunderstand me." Although Chu Shian's indifferent expression made her feel a little frustrated, she still cheeky grabbed Chu Shian's hand again.

"An Shijin, I think I should make it clear to you, don't work **** me, it's useless, as I said, I don't like women." Chu Shian broke free again An Shijin grabbed her. He stood up with the document bag in his hand, his lips pressed slightly, and looked down at An Shijin a little serious, the dark pupils seemed to be a little impatient.

"Oh, have you ever said that, maybe I forgot it." An Shi was shocked, and smiled with self-deprecating lips, his heart aching slightly. Maybe this is retribution. In the past, she often talked about love with different women, and in order to get rid of some women who entangled her, she tried every way to break their hearts and make them give up. And now she fell in love with Chu Shian, a woman who dismissed her, perhaps this was the retribution for her not being serious about feelings before.

After that, the two drove together to find the victim's parents. An Shijin was rare and silent along the way, and did not stare at Chu Shian, but leaned on the car window and looked out. The long, slightly curly hair hangs softly on the thin shoulders, and the white slim shirt is slightly wide. This slender figure seems to lose its vitality in an instant. It turns out that not a word makes people feel ostentatious. Become depressed and negative.

Chu Shian drove the car earnestly, occasionally his eyes fell on An Shijin's slumped back, his mouth was slightly closed again, and a few traces of annoyance surrounded his dark eyes. She obviously didn't say anything wrong and did nothing wrong, but why she feels self-blame when she sees An Shijin so sad. This strange and unscientific sense of guilt makes her a little upset.

The place Chu Shian and An Shijin were going to was the home of the victim Guo Yimei. According to the information given by the previous client, Guo Meimei’s father died of illness when he was very young. Later, his mother did not remarry. Instead, he took her to open a small pharmacy called Chengxin Pharmacy on a street near the suburbs. In operation.

When I drove to an old street, I saw a large group of people in front of the shop called Chengxin Pharmacy from a distance, and it seemed that something was going on. The voice was so loud that even a hundred meters away, Chu Shian seemed to hear some words such as "get out" and "dead". Chu Shian and An Shijin lifted their spirits and looked at each other. Both of them guessed what had happened. Quickly got out of the car and ran over, pushing away the crowd, as expected.

Zhang Shulan and Wenxuan who entrusted them to handle the case were kneeling in front of a woman. "You go away, your daughter killed my daughter. You still have the face to come to my house, and you want to dig the corpses of your eyebrows. You innocent dogs, you will be condemned by God." The pale and thin woman with agitated expression was holding the broom in her hand and yelling. If it weren't for her being pulled by a few people behind her, she might have rushed forward and beat someone.

"Sister Cai, we don't want your daughter's death, we beg you, let us do it again, our daughter may really be wronged." Zhang Shulan's hair is messy, and her body is wet and dirty. It seemed that he had been splashed with some dirty water, the skin on his forehead was bleeding, his eyes were red and swollen, and his face was pitying and begging, and he slapped his head on the ground. "Yes, Sister Cai, just take us to beg you. Those three children are as old as your daughter. If they are really wronged, the destruction will be the life of the three children." Wen with eyes Xuan looked more miserable than Zhang Shulan, with red palm marks clearly printed on his face, and half of his face was swollen. He leaned over his body in a low voice, begging his wife bitterly.

"The police have found out the wrongdoing, and the judge has pronounced the sentence. You still have the face to say that they have been wronged. What about my eyebrows, she is dead, and I will never see her again. My poor child is dead, and you have to dig out her body. Do you have any humanity?" The victim’s mother dropped to the ground with the broom in her hand, hot tears running down the old face on her face. Her wrinkles fell drop by drop, staggering backwards, the desperate and painful expression in the muddy eyes, and the heart-piercing cry, which made people feel unbearable for a while. desolate.

"Let's go, hurry up." The crowds on the side began to chase people with outrage on their faces. "Teached a murderer and had the face to ask for a corpse. It is true that such a parent can teach such a beast." When the situation was about to deteriorate further, Chu Shian and An Shijin pushed away from the crowd and sent Zhang Shulan and Wen Xuan away. Helped out. Blocking those hateful faces, and spitting, brought the couple back to the car together.

Originally, they came here to get some information from the victim's mother, and by the way, they were able to obtain her consent to reopen the coffin for an autopsy. Just looking at the situation today, if they speak up, they will probably be driven away too, and the gain will not be worth the loss. Therefore, it is better to take Wenzhang and his wife away first.

Zhang Shulan and Wen Xuan, who got in the car, said thank you hoarsely when they got into the car, and never spoke again. The two sat in the back seat, bowing their heads and weeping. Obviously he is a well-dressed middle-aged man in his thirties, but he looks like a fifty-year-old man with yellow and thin face.

The place where their husband and wife live is an ordinary residential building. The dim corridor has no sound insulation. You can hear the cry of children, the noise of men and women, and the sizzle of cooking. Zhang Shulan and Wenxuan led the way. They crouched and limped step by step, but their hands were still held tightly. Facing the darkness ahead, they walked forward firmly and staggering step by step. , The two overlapped, and the thin figure grew longer and longer in the corridor.

Chu Shian and An Shijin followed them silently, their eyes following their shadows. Perhaps this is the greatness of ordinary parents. When the three girls were arrested at the same time, the parents of the other two girls were not like Wen Xuan and Zhang Shulan. They have always believed that their daughters did not commit a crime. They endured scolding and searched for evidence everywhere to petition, request a retrial, and look for private investigators to investigate the case. , But moved out of H City, left this place, and abandoned their daughter. The actions and persistence of the literati couple was also the fundamental reason why Chu Shian accepted the case without hesitation.

When they reached the end of the corridor, the couple stopped and stopped in front of a sprayed door. The old wooden door was sprayed with the words Murderer in red paint. Zhang Shulan raised her hand and rubbed the words on the door vaguely with her sleeves, but no matter how hard she rubbed it, it didn't lose a bit of color. The four big characters were lying on the door so bright and eye-catching quietly. Wen Xuan turned around and said bitterly: "Although it has been a year since the incident, some people still remember this incident. Every time we wiped the words on the door, we sprayed it on again, and then we just didn’t. Wipe it off. When the case is cleared someday, if Min'er really killed someone, we will keep these words for the rest of our lives. If Min'er is really wronged, we will change this door and replace it with a new one. Beautiful door."

The house of the Wen family is not big, with two bedrooms and one living room, and the decoration is pretty beautiful. It was just a little messy, some clothes were littered on the sofa, a layer of soot on the coffee table, and some cigarette butts scattered on the ground. The curtains were pulled tightly, the room was a little dark, and a damp smell that I hadn't seen the sun for a long time could be faintly smelled.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Chu, Ms. An, the house is a bit messy. Originally, my wife was a very clean person, but after this incident, we didn't have the mind to clean up." Wen Xuan had some She smiled apologetically, the corners of the opened lips were obviously smiling, but it made people feel like they were crying.

This room seems to be able to see the warm pictures everywhere, one wall is full of awards, from kindergarten baby awards to high school students. There are also the handwritten sketches posted, ranging from slightly childish to delicate abstract. In the middle of the wall hung a big family portrait, the gentle Wen Xuan, the gentle and virtuous Zhang Shulan, and the smiling girl with ponytails in the middle.