Muchuan and Xiang Wan

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I didn’t know at first, did that mean that she knew it later?

Xiang Wan stunned at Kong Xinqiong's drooping head, suddenly suddenly horrified.

Quiet in the ward.

Only Kong Xinqiong's low and low cry was echoing. Inexplicably, added mourning.

Kong Xinqiong cried, and suddenly laughed ironically, "He fainted, and I finally got him in... I was so terrified that even if I knew he was not dead, how could I let him out? He To be alive, it will kill me..."

Probably Wu Hongliang gave her a lot of psychological shadows, mentioning his name, Kong Xinqiong's shoulder shuddered slightly, and his expression was obviously fearful and painful.

"...It's his own damn. He killed someone, he was **** right, don't blame me, don't blame me at all..."

Perhaps for so many years, Kong Xinqiong persuaded himself for this reason, quietly getting along with Wu Hongliang and Tan Ziyang's body and not mad. Once again comforting herself, her eyes were red and her lips were shaking.

The person speaking was feeble and weak, and the people were sweating.

Xiang Wan has been goose bumps in the scene portrayed by Kong Xinqiong.

It's unimaginable how desperate a living person is to be sealed in a wall and waiting to die... And what should be the mood of the person who is staying outside, his wife.

However, even if Wu Hongliang killed Tan Ziyang, he should have been punished by law, but such a cruel death method is too inhuman...

So, Xiang Wan thought of the "Xiang" that Tang Yuanyuan called that night, and felt that the toilet in front of him was dishing out, and the name acquisition was really inexplicable, and his stomach turned over.

Putting down the chopsticks calmly, she was expressionless and forbearing disgust.

Bai Muchuan put another piece of potato elegantly, "Don't eat it?"

Can you still eat it?

The girl's eyes are a bit evil, intentionally!

Must be intentional!

Glancing towards him at night, "full!"

"It's a pity! So many dishes."

Bai Muchuan said nothing, looked at her glaringly, hooked her lips again, then turned her head sympathetically, looked at the crying Kong Xinqiong, and chuckled lukewarmly.

"Your story is very exciting! Moved the fools..."

make up a story?

Fools?

Xiang Wan and Tang Yuanchu glanced at each other.

"..."

Kong Xinqiong was frightened and raised his tears, looking at the flashing fear in his eyes.

"...I, I don't."

"Then talk about how did you put Wu Hongliang weighing 87 kg into the wall?"

Kong Xinqiong was startled, "How do you know how heavy he is?"

Bai Muchuan raised his eyebrows, "I asked you, or did you ask me?"

By his coldness, Kong Xinqiong was tight all over.

She is afraid of the police. Otherwise, when she saw that Xiang Wan was kidnapped by Xu Zuming, her son wouldn't be reluctant to call her. From beginning to end, she didn't want to have a little relationship with the police.

"He was very fat, then he fainted again, and he was very heavy..." In the eyes of Bai Muchuan's cold eyes, Kong Xinqiong tingled his scalp and slowly said: "I just dragged him little by little. Go in..."

"Drag?" Bai Muchuan sneered. "You, a woman of eighty or ninety pounds, can put a big fat man of more than 170 pounds face-to-face into the wall and fit it into the wall? That's all. The key is that you still have to First remove the closet, wait for the body to be sealed, and then restore the closet. Don’t tell me, it’s your one-year-old son who helped you?”

"..."

Kong Xinqiong said nothing for a long time.

Xiang Wan and Tang Yuanchu also discovered the flaws in Kong Xinqiong's words.

When Wu Hongliang's body happened that day, three or four big men in the criminal investigation team worked hard for a long time before removing the big wardrobe... They are still like this. How could a woman Kong Xinqiong do it?

"It doesn't matter if you don't say." Looking at the silent Kong Xinqiong, Bai Muchuan laughed lazily. "We came today, and we didn't expect you to say anything useful. There will always be other ways to know what we want to know. ."

I don't know if he blackmailed Kong Xinqiong, but he was serious. The word was very calm.

Kong Xinqiong closed his mouth and kept crying.

"I... I sealed him with a plastic bag at that time, moved it under the bed, and then invited two workers back to help me move the closet... When I sealed the wall and the plastering was dry, I will ask someone to help Move the wardrobe back."

"Lie!" Bai Muchuan sneered. "When the wardrobe moved back, the plastering did not dry."

This matter, they had already confirmed at the scene.

But Kong Xinqiong obviously did not know. She stunned slightly and raised her tears. "Maybe it hasn't been done. But the workers I hired are only responsible for moving the closet. Other things are all done by me, they don't know. Police officer, I have more Everything has been said, so why hide this one?"

She asked eagerly.

However, Bai Muchuan did not speak.

It's like thinking, it's like looking at it.

Kong Xinqiong closed his eyes, "You don't believe it, I can't help it, then don't believe it... Anyway, I'm a dead man, and I'm not afraid of anything."

"..."

Isn’t it amazing that someone who is not afraid of death but has secrets in mind?

As soon as she was silent, the ward fell silent.

The interrogation here seems to be deadlocked again.

Xiang Wan glanced at Bai Muchuan and was about to take over the conversation. He heard Bai Muchuan suddenly open his mouth and directly skipped the suspicion just now. He asked lightly, "Before Sun Shangli committed suicide, she came to your house to visit you once. You told her what?"

The problem of abnormity shocked Kong Xinqiong.

"This...do you know this?"

"I said, there is nothing that the police want to know but can't know." Bai Muchuan's mind attack technique is very powerful, he looked at Kong Xinqiong with all his insight, calmly, and soon, Kong Xinqiong's psychological defense line collapsed.

"Yes, Sun Shangli came to find me."

"Say what?"

"She asked me about Tan Ziyang... For six years, she has not given up looking for Tan Ziyang." Kong Xinqiong lowered his eyelids and grabbed the white sheets without looking at Bai Muchuan. "She divorced Huo Shan for Tan Ziyang, but Tan Ziyang did not say goodbye to her. Right. She is a stubborn woman..."

Bai Muchuan coldly said: "Did you tell her the truth?"

Kong Xinqiong froze and shook his head. "How could I tell her?"

Once told, the secrets she had hidden for so many years would be exposed to others.

"I was too late to avoid it. How could I say that. I told Sun Shangli that she had never seen Tan Ziyang, she didn't believe it, and asked me if Tan Ziyang was dead... I said I didn't know, she didn't give up, and quarreled with me on the spot. Say it’s me, it’s me, saying that everything happened to me... She was very angry that day, and she rushed up and beat me, and I had no choice but to grab her hair..."

"Then, she touched the flower pot on the balcony and hit you, and the flower pot accidentally flew downstairs and almost hit the passerby. The two of you were scared on the spot and never hit again?" Bai Muchuan suddenly answered After her words, "I said, right?"

Kong Xinqiong froze.

Even Xiangye, who looked at him with wide eyes, had an incredible look on his face.

The exclamation that I heard that day was that Sun Shangli and Kong Xinqiong were fighting.

It turned out that the flower pot that fell from the ground and almost killed her was dropped at that time?

The most important thing is, when did Bai Muchuan know?

She licked Bai Muchuan, her eyes full of doubts. Kong Xinqiong is also similar to her, staring blankly at Bai Muchuan and hesitantly asking: "Is that the star...Impeller told you?"

That day, the person who accompanied Sun Shangli to Kong Xinqiong was the impeller.

When the incident happened, she asked the impeller to sit in the living room, because the child was writing homework in his room. She was afraid of arguing with the child or afraid of hearing the bad things, so she called Sun Shangli to the balcony...

However, even if the impeller knows they are arguing, it shouldn’t be so detailed?

"No." Bai Muchuan smiled lightly, "Sun Shangli told me."

what!

The dead Sun Shangli?

This sentence scared Xiangyue.

Sun Shangli died, hanging on the finger of the sculpture of the goddess of the imperial palace fountain, she saw it with her own eyes.

What the **** is this Bai Muchuan doing?

Xiang Yan narrowed his eyes and looked at Bai Muchuan. For a time, he felt that this man was full of mysteries from beginning to end.

However, Bai Muchuan did not explain to anyone, sneered, stared at Kong Xinqiong and asked again: "If you think about it again, you have never told Sun Shangli, Tan Ziyang's cause of death...and that he was sealed in the wall of the imperial palace. thing?"

Without thinking, Kong Xinqiong shook his head eagerly.

"...If I told her that Sun Shangli hated me so much, she should call the police for the first time... instead of going to the imperial palace to commit suicide."

This explanation is reasonable.

Xiang Wan and Bai Muchuan looked at each other.

But if it were not Kong Xinqiong, who would it be?

Waiting for them to speak, Kong Xinren then said: "In fact, before the incident, I didn't know that Wu Hongliang mixed Tan Ziyang's body... into the concrete of the imperial palace, let alone seal it on the fifth floor..."

"Don't you know?" Tang Yuanchu squinted at her with disbelief.

"I don't know. I really don't know." Kong Xinqiong shook his head and eagerly excused her.

However, her voice was still weak, but there were more words than before, "Tan Ziyang died in my house, Wu Hongliang divided him... to divide his body. In order to avoid being found, he moved out little by little, every time it was black Carrying a plastic bag, and take it a little bit a day. Where did I get it? I didn’t ask, and didn’t dare to ask.”

"How many times did he take it?" Bai Muchuan asked.

"Probably three times, or four times... He didn't take it away from the back, and started to dig a wall at home... During that time, he always worked on me, I didn't dare to ask, and I didn't dare to manage..."

Bai Muchuan smirked, undecided.

But Xiang Wancha made his observations, thinking that he recognized the authenticity of Kong Xinqiong's confession.

So she took a moment and asked Kong Xinqiong: "Why do you commit suicide?"

Kong Xinqiong bowed his head, deeply bowed his head, and he seemed unwilling to face this problem.

"I don't want to live anymore. Sun Shangli is dead, Tan Ziyang was also found by the police...I know the police will continue to investigate, Wu Hongliang, and me will be found out. I'm scared, afraid of the police, afraid of going to jail...I'm not afraid of death, but I’m afraid I’m dead, my child is unmanaged, pitiful... So, I just want to take him away.”

Suicide in fear of sin!

Sounds completely reasonable.

The causes and consequences of this case have basically come to an end.

But Xiangxin still has some doubts in his heart.

Who helped Kong Xinqiong hide his body?

Kong Xinqiong, who committed suicide, had a reason to commit suicide. What about Sun Shangli?

Why does Sun Shangli have to die?

It was a coincidence, or deliberately, that Kong Shangli chose the window on the fifth floor of the imperial palace where Tan Ziyang's body tissue was sealed.

If it was intentional, when Sun Shangli went to find Kong Xinqiong, she had not determined Tan Ziyang's death. If it was not Kong Xinqiong who told her, who would tell her?

And why did she choose not to call the police, but committed suicide in such a decisive way?

...

...

After leaving the hospital, the sun was blazing outside.

Xiang Wan and Bai Muchuan stood in front of the hospital, waiting for Tang Yuanchu to take the car over.

The two stood side by side, and the shadow was drawn by the sun...

Xiangye raised his hand to cover his eyes and slowly squinted.

"Bai Muchuan, is the case broken?"

Bai Muchuan put his hands in his trousers, and he looked cool. The coldness of his body was that the hot sun was impenetrable. "What do you say?"

He said, looking down slowly, "The case set up in the "profile report", Kong Xinqiong and Wu Hongliang, are inseparable from ten or nine. Sun Shangli committed suicide in this paragraph because her person is dead and cannot be determined at present. . It's Huo Shan..."

Leng Su's face sank suddenly, and he asked slowly late.

"Up to now, do you still think Huo Shan is a timid business man who is afraid of risking crime?"

Silent to night.

For a long time, she kicked her toes.

"You are going to review Huoshan for the third time."

"Huh?" Bai Muchuan laughed lazily, "deny yourself?"

"You already guessed it." He raised his head to the night, his eyes lit up by the sun. "He is selfish and self-serving, timid and afraid of taking risks. It is true. But this is without involving his own interests. , Once related to his interests, people will inevitably desperate!"

Bai Muchuan looked at her silently.

When Tang Yuanchu's car drove over, his hand slowly patted her shoulder.

"Go! Huo Shan in the third trial."

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－－－－－－Digression－－－－－－－

Today's road, blocked, blocked, blocked, dead to life~

So, let’s change the chapter first, and then I will write the second chapter. As usual, it should be late. You don’t have to brush it all the time.

Wow, I wish the sisters a happy New Year's Day.