Madam Is A Sensational Figure In The City

Chapter 895: There are witnesses

  Chapter 895 There are witnesses

   "Yes, what's the matter?"

The judge did not answer, but handed the phone to the police nearby. He just turned over a few photos. The police took out handcuffs and strode towards Leng Yuxi, "Miss Leng, we suspect you are suspected of deliberate homicide and framing. We are now officially arresting you. ."

  Leng Yuxi was completely flustered, "You, what do you mean, why can't I understand?"

  The police showed expressionless expression to Leng Yuxi at the photos on the phone, “Now we suspect that you are the murderer of Yang Guifang. You can ask a lawyer to appeal.”

  The voice fell, and the people present were shocked again.

Huo Qingyuan grabbed Huo Zixing's sleeve tightly, "Third brother and third brother, you are quite sure that the dog thief Leng Yuxi was the real murderer of Yang Guifang! She actually wished that our second sister-in-law, third brother, I will rush to beat her. Are you arrested?"

  Huo Zixing glanced at Huo Qingyuan like an idiot, "Shut up, how come Miss Huo Jia is such an idiot?"

  "You are an idiot. Even your own son can't handle it. Is there anyone in the world who is more idiot than you?"

NS!

  When Huo Qingyuan was born, how could he not strangle her to death!

   "Impossible, these photos are fake, it must be Yan Jinyi's synthesis of someone to frame me."

  Leng Yuxi shook her head frantically, tears filled her eyes, "Xi Shen, don't be fooled by Yan Jinyi!"

   "Ms. Leng is more stubborn and needs other evidence." Huo Xishen said calmly and motioned Wen Special to help continue.

  Special help from Wen took out a small USB flash drive, "The crime scene is in the suburbs, and that area has not been formally developed and monitored. Miss Leng should have grasped this point to dare to act recklessly."

As he said, Wente stopped for a juggling and took out a bunch of photos, "But Miss Leng forgot that there is surveillance in the city. You first meet with Miss An Xin and you see Yang Guifang and then drove after you. These are all photos and surveillance. record."

  Yan Jinyi once said that Leng Yu cherishes his chest and has no brains. This is true.

  Perhaps she has lost her basic thinking ability since childhood.

  Rich people like to have unique things. Regardless of clothes and cars, Leng Yuxi’s license plate number was specially auctioned off by Bai Moliang on her birthday.

  I heard that it cost several million.

"Miss Leng, this license plate number is very auspicious, right? It's yours." Wen Te helped point to a series of numbers on the photo. "Our wife, the president, has a good heart and kindness and ended up being framed by you. Fortunately, God is Long-eyed."

  Yan Jinyi stared at Wente and laughed with great relief, "You can teach you a child, and I have learned this ability to open my eyes and tell lies perfectly."

   Leng Yuxi's face was pale, "I, I don't, you guys are working together to frame me."

  "Ms. Leng, you said that the wife of the president drove Yang Guifang to death. What color of car and the license plate number?"

  Leng Yuxi knew that she couldn’t answer. Seeing Wente’s help, she dropped her face sharply and fiercely, "Are you questioning me? What kind of thing do you dare to treat me like this?"

  I have been following Huo Xishen for so many years, but I have not learned how to fake a smile.

  Wente's help to laugh is very false, "The judge can watch the video on the U disk first. By the way, we also have witnesses."

  What witness?

  Leng Yu panicked, and the witness was the old woman Yang Guifang. What kind of witness would be there when everyone died?

  At this moment, another person slowly walked outside the door.

  The appearance is very slim and temperament is very good. Anyone who knows about fashion should be able to recognize her.

  Leng Yuxi was shocked: "Sister Anxin?"

  (End of this chapter)

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