In 1991, Zhao Xiangwan entered Hunan Police Academy, but a late-night knock on the door threw her into a chaotic family drama.
When her eleven-year-old adopted sister, Meimei, lost her younge...
Chapter 99 Bloodstains
◎Bloodstains will tell us the truth◎
His eyes unconsciously move to the upper right, and his eyeballs move left and right, which means that he is creating an imaginary picture, inventing and conceiving.
When people think, different areas of the brain are activated and the eyes move in different directions. Looking to the upper left indicates that the brain is recalling past scenes or things, which can determine whether the person is telling the truth; looking to the upper right indicates that the brain is imagining a completely new picture, which can determine whether the person is telling a lie.
Just now, when Gao Guangqiang asked Sheng Zaitian about the details of the crime, he paused and his eyes turned to the upper right, which shows one fact - he was lying.
Is it a complete lie or a partial lie? It remains to be verified.
When Sheng Zaitian just described the process of committing the crime, he was highly focused and did not reveal his true thoughts. Zhao Xiangwan glanced at Gao Guangqiang with a questioning look in his eyes.
Gao Guangqiang knew what she meant and nodded slightly: "You go ahead and ask."
Zhao Xiangwan's eyes sparkled and her voice was clear, like flowing spring water. Her questions were not difficult to answer, which made Sheng Zaitian, who was sitting in the cold interrogation room with an uneasy heart, gradually relax.
"Is this your senior year?"
"Yes."
"You've graduated?"
"Yes."
"Why aren't you in school?"
"I have been recommended for admission and do not need to take the college entrance examination. My teacher told me not to go to school so as not to affect my classmates' study enthusiasm."
"Do you have many friends at school?"
"A lot. I love playing basketball. I formed a basketball team and we play a few games every week. We have a very good relationship with each other."
"Who did you learn basketball from?"
“My father…”
Speaking of this, Sheng Zaitian's mood suddenly became depressed.
His eyes were lowered, staring at the ground in a daze.
Zhao Xiangwan did not disturb him. Seeing that he had not spoken a word, Zhu Feipeng wanted to remind him, but Zhao Xiangwan raised his hand to stop him.
【Dad is dead.】
【I want to protect my mother. 】
[My mother is in poor health and has just been discharged from the hospital. She has asthma and we cannot let her go to jail.]
[If someone must take the blame, it will be me. I am under 18, my crime is not punishable by death, I am young and in good health, and I am not afraid of hardship.]
[I was so nervous when the policeman asked questions just now. I was well prepared and my brother even asked me to recite them. Why did I get stuck when he asked me questions?]
From Sheng Zaitian's narration, Zhao Xiangwan deduced two points.
First, the murderer was Xie Xianyun.
Second, Sheng Zaizhong is an insider.
In this way, at least the scope of the serious crime team's investigation is greatly reduced, and they only need to focus on the mother and her two children.
Zhao Xiangwan asked, "Why were you unhappy when your father hosted a dinner party at Four Seasons?"
Sheng Zaitian's eyes turned to the upper left: "My mother is alone in the hospital, but we are here enjoying the good life. Of course I am not happy."
Zhao Xiangwan asked: "How is the relationship between your father and your mother?"
Sheng Zaitian shook his head: "No. My father is very good to me, and my mother is also very good to me, but they don't have a good relationship. I asked them, and they said I was still young and shouldn't meddle in adults' affairs."
Zhao Xiangwan asked, "Is your mother timid?"
Sheng Zaitian said: "Yes, my mother is afraid to talk to strangers. If someone talks to her, she either keeps silent or answers questions honestly without telling a lie."
Social phobia?
Social phobia, in written form, refers to various expectations of social occasions that cause tension, anxiety and fear, and excessive and unreasonable fear of certain objective things or situations.
In short, before socializing begins, a series of terrifying images appear in the mind, making one afraid to interact with people and unwilling to enter social situations.
Zhao Xiangwan asked: "What would it be like if she was alone at home?"
Sheng Zaitian had a hint of joy on his face: "My mother is especially happy when she is alone at home or when no one is paying attention to her. She can cook, make all kinds of cakes, and sing opera. I once saw her singing and dancing in the hall alone. She was really beautiful."
In Sheng Zaitian's eyes, his mother is the most beautiful.
So, he must protect her.
Feeling that Sheng Zaitian's mood was gradually relaxing, Zhao Xiangwan suddenly sped up his speech.
"What time do we leave the hospital on the 22nd?"
"Three twenty."
"What time will you arrive at the villa?"
"About four."
"What time do you leave the villa?"
"Four twenty?"
"What time will you be back at the hospital?"
"It's almost five o'clock."
"You are under 18 and have a driver's license?"
Sheng Zaitian was stunned for a moment: "I, I don't have a driver's license, but I can drive. My brother taught me how to drive."
"You arrived at the hospital at five o'clock and went directly to the ward?"
"yes......"
His eyes began to wander, moving to the upper right.
[It's so tiring to lie. Let me think about it. My brother and my mother arrived at the hospital at 5:10, right? Did they go straight to the ward?]
Very good, the people who left the ward at 3:20 were not Sheng Zaitian, but Sheng Zaizhong and Xie Xianyun.
"Who did you see when you got to the ward?"
"My brother and my mother."
"And then?"
"I gave the car keys to my brother and went back to the hotel."
Zhao Xiangwan suddenly asked a detail: "Where is the trophy?"
Sheng Zaitian's forehead began to sweat: "What?"
Zhao Xiangwanfeng narrowed his eyes slightly and asked with pressure: "Where was the trophy when you gave the car keys to your brother?"
Sheng Zaitian answered hesitantly: "Yes, it's on me."
Zhao Xiangwan held up the evidence bag. The 30-centimeter-high trophy couldn't fit into his pocket at all.
Zhao Xiangwan's voice suddenly rose: "Come on, show me how to carry such a big trophy on your body."
Sheng Zaitian looked at the trophy, speechless.
It takes a hundred lies to cover up one lie.
[At that time, my brother should have put the trophy in the car, right? But now that it's my turn, this point suddenly doesn't make sense. ]
Sheng Zaitian thought for a moment and answered carefully, "I wrapped it in my coat and held it in my hand, so they didn't see it."
Zhao Xiangwan's lips curled slightly: "Did you wear a coat that day? Which one?"
Sheng Zaitian tried hard to recall.
[It was a bit stuffy that afternoon. It was drizzling when I left the hotel and went to the hospital. I was wearing a long-sleeved sports T-shirt and no jacket.]
Sheng Zaitian answered reluctantly, "I am wearing a jacket, the denim jacket I am wearing now."
Zhao Xiangwan's voice turned cold: "No, you are not wearing a coat."
Sheng Zaitian stared at Zhao Xiangwan blankly, wondering why her attitude had become so cold and hard.
Zhao Xiangwan said: "You only need to visit the nurses in the hospital and the lobby attendants in the hotel to find out what you were wearing that day. Think carefully before answering. If they find out that you are lying, the consequences will be serious!"
Cold sweat ran down Sheng Zaitian's forehead.
It was the first time for the 17-year-old boy to undergo such an interrogation, and the psychological pressure was doubled.
He finally realized that the more he talked, the more mistakes he made.
Zhao Xiangwan did not continue to ask questions. She was waiting for Sheng Zaitian's inner monologue.
[What should I do? My brother didn't tell me the details.]
[Didn't they say that as long as I turned myself in, the police would be happy to accept it? For this case, as long as someone confessed, wouldn't that be enough? Why do you have to ask so many details?]
[Let me think about it, let me think about it...]
【At about 3:10, my brother came to the hospital, sat down and said a few words, then told my mother that my father wanted him to go home. My mother said that she also had to go back to get something, so she just went home with him. Then what? My brother asked me to stay by the bed, and if the nurse came, I should tell my mother that she needed to rest. At about 5 o'clock, my brother and mother finally came back. They both looked very bad. as she changed her bloody clothes and curled up in the quilt crying. I was very scared, so I grabbed my brother's hand and asked him what happened.】
Zhao Xiangwan heard the cause and effect clearly and said in a stern voice: "The law cannot be trampled upon and justice cannot be desecrated! When we police officers solve cases, we are not seeking confessions, but seeking the truth. Sheng Zaitian, you deceived the police officers and shielded the murderer. Do you think we police officers are fools?"
Sheng Zaitian was so anxious after hearing what Zhao Xiangwan said that he waved his hands: "No, no, no, I don't want to trample on the law, and I dare not blaspheme justice. How dare I treat you as fools? I... I just turn myself in."
Zhao Xiangwan sneered and stared into Sheng Zaitian's eyes: "Sheng Zaitian, please tell us the truth. As for whether it is right or wrong, and what sanctions should be imposed, let the law decide everything."
Sheng Zaitian didn't dare to meet Zhao Xiangwan's gaze. His eyes were flickering and a fierce ideological struggle was going on in his heart.
[My father is dead. He was so good to me. Should I admit to patriicide? ]
[But if I don't admit it, my mother will go to jail. Even though it's definitely manslaughter, she still has to go to jail. Her health is so poor, how can she bear it?]
[My brother said that he would hire the best lawyer and that nothing would happen to me. I just had to admit to the police that I accidentally hit my father during an argument, and he would take care of everything else.]
Sheng Zaitian struggled for a while, and finally raised his head slowly, his eyes became firm and firm: "I'm not lying, I did it. I was very scared and confused, and I may not remember some details clearly, but... it's true, I killed my father."
At this point, Zhao Xiangwan knew that his inner construction had been completed.
Sheng Zaitian is a very smart person. Once he makes up his mind to do something, he will overcome all difficulties and move forward courageously.
It would probably take a lot of effort to fight him now.
Zhao Xiangwan closed the notebook in front of him, glanced at Gao Guangqiang, and indicated that he had finished asking questions.
Gao Guangqiang nodded.
He has experience and can see that although some details in Sheng Zaitian's account are inconsistent, these details can be modified and improved. The general timeline and logic are very clear.
We must find new evidence to verify his words.
Looking at the time, it was already past ten o'clock. Gao Guangqiang stood up and said, "Okay, let's stop here for today."
Sheng Zaitian breathed a sigh of relief, and his waist and shoulders suddenly collapsed.
【Finally survived the first wave. 】
[I hope the police can be a little nicer tomorrow. These two are too powerful.]
Zhao Xiangwan glanced at him and shook his head.
——She has been kind enough today.
It was late at night, and Zhao Xiangwan finally returned to his nest.
After a busy day, I fell asleep almost as soon as I touched the pillow.
When I close my eyes, all I see are the various feuds among the wealthy families. I feel exhausted.
The next morning, the serious crime team first went to the hospital to inquire about the whereabouts of the mother and her two children on the afternoon of the 22nd. Then Zhao Xiangwan, Zhu Feipeng, and Liu Liangju returned to the Fanlongwan villa area for further investigation.
The first step is to start with security.
"Around 3:30 pm on June 22, did you see a black Mercedes with the license plate number 999 drive in?"
The security guard thought about it and hesitated.
"Maybe. After a few days, I really can't remember when I came back and when I left. The reason why I can remember the 21st so clearly is because President Sheng and Young Master Sheng greeted me and gave me a piece of cake."
After checking the surrounding residents one by one, someone finally remembered.
"Yes, I saw Mr. Sheng's car coming back on the afternoon of the 22nd, but he left very quickly."
"When I drove out in the afternoon, I was driving opposite to Mr. Sheng's car. It should have been around four in the afternoon."
Although there are not many residents in the villa area, everyone knows each other, what kind of business they do, what kind of car they drive, whether they have a nanny, how many people are in their family...
It is normal to read the other car's license plate clearly when driving in or out and passing by.
Zhu Feipeng was very happy to get this important testimony. He exchanged glances with Liu Liangju and said, "That's great. At 4 pm on the 22nd, the Sheng family's private car with the license plate number 999 did return to the villa. This shows that Sheng Zaitian did not lie about this matter."
The three of them visited the Sheng family villa again. Xie Xianyun was resting in the bedroom and they were received by Sheng Zaizhong.
Sheng Zaizhong had a very heavy expression on his face. When he saw the police coming over, he asked with concern: "Xiaotian, is he okay over there? Is he not suffering? He is still young, please bear with him."
Zhu Feipeng asked him a few questions, and Sheng Zaizhong answered them fluently.
"What time will you leave the office on the afternoon of the 22nd?"
"Three o'clock."
"Approximately what time will you arrive at the ward?"
"The company is relatively close to the Provincial People's Hospital, about ten minutes by car. Add the time for parking and going upstairs, and I estimate it will be around three-ten."
"What did you talk about when you visited your mother? How long did you stay?"
"I just learned about the condition, asked Xiaotian's mother how she slept and ate, and whether she needed a nurse. My mother doesn't like outsiders around her, so she only hired a nurse to sleep in the corridor at night to prevent her from getting up at night."
"What time are you leaving?"
"About five."
Everything is in perfect agreement with Sheng Zaitian's confession.
Zhao Xiangwan suddenly asked, "Why did your brother ask you for the car keys? Why did he want to go home?"
Sheng Zaizhong had no expression on his face: "I don't know, he just said he wanted to drive home, and I always obey him."
【Everyone obeys him in everything, haha.】
Finally hearing the slightest bit of dissatisfaction in Sheng Zaizhong's heart, Zhao Xiangwan knew that the direction of his question was accurate, and continued to ask: "He doesn't have a driver's license, how can you let him drive with confidence?"
Sheng Zaizhong said: "He can drive. He has been driving regularly since he was sixteen."
[Sheng Chenghao pampers him, who dares to say no? ]
Zhao Xiangwan said: "What if something happens? He was driving without a license and violated traffic regulations."
Sheng Zaizhong said calmly: "It's okay, my father's legal team will naturally handle such a small matter."
Zhu Feipeng was a little angry: "Is this a small matter? You are such a good brother!"
The word "good" was pronounced with a particularly strong emphasis. Sheng Zaizhong turned his head and looked out the window without saying a word.
[If I don't treat Xiaotian well, am I going to wait for Sheng Chenghao to yell at me, doubt me, and fire me? ]
In his heart, Sheng Zaizhong never called his father "Dad", but called him by his name, which clearly showed that he had no respect for his father.
Zhao Xiangwan continued to inquire about the case: "What were you doing after Sheng Zaitian returned home?"
Sheng Zaizhong replied: "I took my mother to the hospital for a checkup. The doctor ordered a CT scan, but I didn't go because I had to get an injection in the morning."
Go down from the third floor of the inpatient department and walk to the first floor of the outpatient department, passing through a small garden in the middle.
Zhao Xiangwan asked: "Did the three of you go down together?"
Sheng Zaizhong nodded: "Yes. After going downstairs, Xiaotian took the key to the parking lot to drive the car, and I took Mom to the outpatient building for examination."
Zhao Xiangwan glanced at him and said, "The medical examination report shows that Ms. Xie was examined on the 23rd."
Sheng Zaizhong was obviously well prepared: "Yes, that afternoon my mother kept complaining of dizziness and didn't want to go for a check-up. She also didn't want to go back to the ward. She saw that the small garden had a good environment, so she just sat there."
Zhao Xiangwan asked, "Sitting from 3:30 to 5?"
Sheng Zaizhong said: "Yes, around five o'clock, my mother felt a little better, so she went back to the ward with me. Later, Xiaotian came over and gave me the key. I saw that he looked flustered, so I asked him a question, but he didn't say anything and left in a hurry. When he left, I seemed to see that he was holding something in his hand, a long..."
Zhu Feipeng: “What is it?”
This guy is much more cunning than his brother, he must say it is a trophy,
Sheng Zaizhong nodded, "It was just a crystal trophy. I was thinking at the time, why did my brother take that when he came home? Who knew that it turned out to be a weapon? Oh! Now I really regret it when I think about it. If I had asked one more question at the time and found out that Xiaotian had a quarrel with his father after returning home and hit his father on impulse, I would have rushed back to the villa and sent him to the hospital for emergency treatment as soon as possible. Maybe my father would not have died and everything would have been the same as usual. I really regret it very much!"
Sheng Zai Zhong explained this detail better than Sheng Zai Tian. I don't know why the two of them did not reconcile their testimonies at the time.
Zhu Feipeng asked: "And then?"
Sheng Zaizhong said, "Then? Then Xiaotian returned to the hotel, and I drove back to the company. It wasn't until the 25th that my mother called me and said that my father was dead. I came back and found out that it was Xiaotian who accidentally killed my father. Alas! After you left, Xiaotian came back and told us the truth. My mother and I were dumbfounded."
Zhu Feipeng asked: "You just let him surrender to the Municipal Bureau?"
Sheng Zaizhong sighed, "There was nothing we could do. My mother cooked, Xiaotian took a bath, the family had a meal, and then Xiaotian left. My mother couldn't stop him, and I couldn't do anything either. Sigh! However, I will hire the best lawyer to defend him. I just hope that you will be nicer to him while he's there. He's not a bad kid, he just made a mistake, it was really careless. My dad was so good to him, how could he want to kill him?"
[Even if he had a hundred guts, he wouldn't dare to fight with Sheng Chenghao. Fail? How could he fail? 】
【What a fool. 】
[As long as his mother sheds a few tears, he will jump out and take the blame. ]
Zhao Xiangwan stood up and asked politely, "Can you take me up to see the crime scene?"
Sheng Zaizhong stood up and said, "Okay."
Sheng Zaizhong was walking in front, and Zhao Xiangwan suddenly asked, "What did you talk about with Mr. Sheng at noon on the 22nd?"
Sheng Zaizhong narrowed his eyes slightly: "It's just about work."
Zhao Xiangwan said, "Can we talk about work for an hour?"
Sheng Zaizhong walked upstairs and said, "You don't understand my dad. When he talks about work, he can talk for hours at a stretch."
Zhao Xiangwan asked: "Workaholic?"
Sheng Zaizhong smiled bitterly: "Yes."
Zhao Xiangwan asked: "So, you even forgot your birthday?"
He stopped in the middle of the journey.
Zhao Xiangwan said, "The 21st is your birthday, right? Even though your mother was in the hospital, she left a cake for you in the refrigerator. But your father only cares about work. I'm afraid you won't be happy.
You even forgot that it was your birthday, didn't you? "
After checking the household registration information of the four members of the Sheng family last night, Zhao Xiangwan finally understood why Sheng Zaizhong sent a cake to the security guard on June 21st.
Sheng Zaizhong's expression changed, and a cloud appeared on that pleasant face.
【He only has Xiaotian in his heart. He remembers every birthday of Xiaotian. No matter how busy he is, he will attend his parents' meetings, play ball with him, and feel proud of every bit of progress he makes. But what about me? He doesn't even remember that it was my birthday! He only knows how to ask me to pick him up and drop him off, and to force the group of researchers in the development department. I am his son, not the driver! Oh, no, I am not his son at all.】
Not his son?
Isn’t Sheng Zaizhong Sheng Chenghao’s biological son?
Zhao Xiangwan's heart was shocked again.
But after being distracted for two seconds, Sheng Zaizhong quickly adjusted his mood. He continued to walk up and said calmly: "My dad is busy with work. It's not a birthday party. It doesn't matter whether you can celebrate it or not."
Jealousy is a knot in the heart.
As long as this jealousy continues to be stimulated, Sheng Zaizhong will show his truest side.
Zhao Xiangwan followed him upstairs and stood outside the study door.
Looking at the display cabinet on the left side of the door, Zhao Xiangwan said, "Is it really because of work? I see in this display cabinet that the things that President Sheng cares about the most and are the most precious should be in here, right?"
Sheng Zaizhong turned his head suddenly and stared into Zhao Xiangwan's eyes: "What do you mean?"
Zhao Xiangwan shrugged his shoulders, looking innocent. "I don't mean anything. I just felt a little strange when I first came to investigate the scene. Why is there no photo of you in this cabinet, nor your trophy, certificate, or medal? Oh, of course, it's also possible that you are not as good as your brother and have never received any rewards?"
Sheng Zaizhong's eyelids twitched a few times.
[Don't I have any rewards? No! I've been a three-good student, I've won awards for painting, and I've won first prize in singing competitions. Why doesn't he take it seriously? Mom said it's okay, she knows how good I am. But... why can't he see it at all? If I hadn't overheard their quarrel last year, I wouldn't have known that I was actually a bastard born by my mother. ]
A bastard born secretly? This news is really shocking!
Xie Xianyun had an affair with someone and secretly gave birth to Sheng Zaizhong? Before or after marriage?
Zhao Xiangwan continued to stimulate him: "I heard that Mr. Sheng has a postgraduate degree and is a senior engineer at the Huaxia Academy of Science. Sheng Zaitian also inherited his excellent genes. Not only does he have excellent grades, but he is also very good at sports. As the eldest son of the Sheng family and the older brother of Sheng Zaitian, do you feel a little unbalanced sometimes?"
Sheng Zaizhong gritted his teeth and said, "Officer Zhao, what do you mean by saying this? Are you trying to sow discord between me and my brother? Let me tell you! A dragon gives birth to nine sons, and each one is different. My brother and I both have the surname Sheng, and we have a very good relationship. He is outstanding and I am equally proud of him. I will be in charge of the company's internal affairs, and my brother will do research and development after he graduates from the computer major. Brothers will work together to make the company better and better. This is the wish of my father and my mother!"
Zhao Xiangwan smiled but said nothing. Sheng Zaizhong was right, she was just trying to provoke.
Zhu Feipeng was a great teammate and immediately responded, "But now your brother is going to jail and can't do research and development. His future is ruined. Don't you feel bad?"
Sheng Zaizhong said: "Of course I feel bad. So I found the best legal team, and they will definitely defend Xiaotian well. He just committed manslaughter and he is a minor, so he will be fine."
Zhao Xiangwan had already received enough information and was no longer interested in Sheng Zaizhong. Instead, he squatted down, carefully observed the bloodstains around the body, and motioned Zhu Feipeng to come over.
Zhu Feipeng had been doing bloodstain research for the past two days and had already discovered the problem. When he came to the scene again, he felt it even more deeply. He whispered to Zhao Xiangwan, "Do you see this splashing bloodstain? It can't be caused by a single blow. It should have taken at least seven or eight blows to create such a splash."
Zhao Xiangwan nodded: "Yes, Sheng Zaitian said he only hit her once, which is obviously a lie."
Sheng Zaitian was kindhearted and judged others by his own experience. He thought that his mother was forced to resist and it was impossible for her to hit his father on the head with a hard object over and over again. So when the police asked him how many times he hit him, he subconsciously said that he only hit him once.
The two men stood up and walked to the display cabinet to observe.
"Where was the trophy used to hit people originally placed?"
When investigating the scene earlier, Zhu Feipeng discovered that there was a space at the bottom that was obviously empty. At that time, he speculated whether it was taken away by the murderer. Now, combined with Sheng Zaitian's statement, this should be the location where the trophy was placed.
Zhao Xiangwan stretched out his hand, made a virtual grab towards the display cabinet, and stood in the direction where Sheng Chenghao fell, grabbing the trophy with his left hand.
Her height is about the same as that of Sheng Zaizhong, who is of medium height.
She took a step back and said to Zhu Feipeng, "You try it."
Zhu Feipeng stood at the position where she was standing before, and stretched out her left hand, but found that it was at the third row from the back. If she wanted to reach out to grab the trophy, it would be very inconvenient, and she would inevitably knock over the two photo frames next to it. But when the police arrived at the scene, the two photo frames were not knocked over.
Zhu Feipeng is about the same height as Sheng Zaitian.
The two exchanged glances, and Zhu Feipeng put on gloves, removed the items around the trophy, and put them all into the evidence bag. If Sheng Zaitian's fingerprints were not found on these items, it would mean that the person who took the trophy and killed Sheng Chenghao was not Sheng Zaitian at all.
Sheng Zaizhong stood aside, watching with fear and trepidation.
He was not stupid. Looking at the actions of the two policemen, he understood that they were reconstructing the scene.
[Xiaotian is tall, so he probably didn't take down the trophy, but the items in the upper two rows. I didn't think of this.]
[How many times did I hit it? I have forgotten.]
[That old man dares to ignore my existence, I will let him die! ]
Zhao Xiangwan looked at him deeply.
It's clearly a cute and harmless face, with a small fang showing when he smiles, but why does he have such a vicious heart?
The ungrateful wolf that can't be tamed, is this the kind of person they are referring to?
Although Sheng Chenghao was not very close to him, he provided him with food and clothing, paid for his studies, brought him to the company, taught him management, and handed over the human resources department to him. Isn't such trust enough to offset the mistakes of neglect and favoritism?
After looking at the scene and clarifying a few key points, Zhao Xiangwan said to Sheng Zaizhong: "Please call Ms. Xie Xianyun. We have something to communicate with her."
Sheng Zaizhong thought for a moment and suppressed his increasingly nervous emotions: "Well, please go to the living room on the first floor and wait for a while. I'll go call mom."
Zhao Xiangwan, Zhu Feipeng, and Liu Liangju went downstairs and sat on the sofa.
The surroundings are very quiet. Through the large floor-to-ceiling windows on the first floor, you can see the blue-purple hydrangeas, pink roses and the lush green land blooming in the yard.
After waiting for about half an hour, Xie Xianyun finally came downstairs.
She was wearing simple home clothes and had two big dark circles under her eyes. Her face, which already had some bruises, looked even more haggard. She was wearing slippers and walked with a limp.
Zhu Feipeng remembered that when he saw her yesterday, she didn't walk with a limp like this, so he asked, "What's wrong with your foot?"
Facing outsiders, Xie Xianyun was very nervous. She sat alone on a sofa far away, lowered her head, and answered honestly: "I sprained my ankle last night."
Sheng Zaizhong stood behind his mother, sitting on the back of the sofa, with one hand on his mother's shoulder, as if to pass on strength to her.
Zhao Xiangwan suddenly asked: "Why did you sprain your ankle? Was it because you saw a ghost at night?"
Xie Xianyun became more and more nervous, curling up into a ball, but still answered honestly: "No, no."
It seems that Sheng Zaitian was right. Xie Xianyun has severe social phobia. She is very comfortable when she is alone, but once there are people around, she will immediately enter a state of self-isolation.
However, she has one advantage - no matter who asks, she has an answer.
Zhao Xiangwan sneered: "Ms. Xie, do you feel guilty?"
Whenever Zhao Xiangwan asked questions in this tone, it basically meant that there was something wrong with the other party.
Zhu Feipeng and Liu Liangju immediately understood, looked at each other, and handed the home court to Zhao Xiangwan.
Xie Xianyun spoke up: "No, I don't feel guilty."
Zhao Xiangwan looked at her, and every word he said was like a knife piercing her soul: "You know best who killed the person. Why did you sacrifice your son? Who are you trying to protect?"
Xie Xianyun's lips were tightly pursed into a straight line.
Sheng Zaizhong immediately stood up and said bluntly: "Officer Zhao, watch your words! This is my home, not the interrogation room of the Public Security Bureau! Xiaotian has already surrendered, what else do you want to do? Are you going to force everyone in my family to death?"
Zhao Xiangwan ignored Sheng Zaizhong's warning, but turned around and pointed at the blooming hydrangeas and roses outside the window.
"These are all the flowers you grow, right? Hydrangeas are gorgeous, roses are fresh and beautiful, each has its own merits, and you grew them all yourself. Why do you like roses but not hydrangeas?"
Xie Xianyun followed Zhao Xiangwan's finger, looked at the flowers blooming outside the window, and murmured, "Do I have it?"
Preference, this is Xie Xianyun's heart knot.
The thick shell around Xie Xianyun finally opened up a little after being touched. She reached out and held Sheng Zaizhong's hand on her shoulder.
[He only likes Xiaotian, what can I do? I can only love Xiaozhong more, so that Xiaozhong won't be sad. ]
Xie Xianyun's face turned pale. She crossed her right hand across her chest and tightly held her eldest son's hand on her left shoulder.
【Xiaozhong, not afraid. 】
[Don't be afraid, I'm here. 】
【We will be fine.】
[Xiaozhong is right. Xiaotian is a minor. The lawyer will defend him and nothing will happen to him. As long as he confesses, all three of us will be fine.]
At this moment, Xie Xianyun's whole motherly heart was focused on Sheng Zaizhong, and she did not feel any longing or reluctance for Sheng Zaitian who had surrendered himself.
Thinking that Sheng Zaitianning was willing to give up his bright future to protect his mother, Zhao Xiangwan felt that it was not worth it for the young boy.
Zhao Xiangwan showed no more mercy and spoke faster.
"Why is Sheng Chenghao so partial? Does Ms. Xie know?"
Xie Xianyun replied woodenly: "Xiaotian is like him, but smarter and better at studying."
“Maybe there are other reasons?”
Xie Xianyun tightened her grip: "No, this is it!"
"Is Sheng Zaizhong Sheng Chenghao's biological child?"
Xie Xianyun's eyes were obviously beginning to panic: "Of course!"
Zhao Xiangwan sneered: "Ms. Xie, do you know that DNA testing technology already exists?"
Xie Xianyun certainly knew.
Sweat began to form on her forehead.
In this respect, he is somewhat similar to Sheng Zaitian, whose forehead will sweat when he is nervous.
Zhao Xiangwan looked at Xie Xianyun with a straight gaze: "It seems that I was right. Sheng Zaizhong is not Mr. Sheng's biological son."
Xie Xianyun did not say anything, and Sheng Zaizhong yelled, "What did you say? Don't make up stories here, you policeman!"
Zhao Xiangwan raised his head and looked at Sheng Zaizhong coldly: "Shut up!"
There was a hint of contempt in her eyes, which successfully angered Sheng Zaizhong. He shook off his mother's hand, walked in front of Zhao Xiangwan, stretched out his hand and pushed her: "You are the one who shut up!"
Zhu Feipeng stood up quickly and tried to stop Sheng Zaizhong.
Although his movements were fast, they were not as fast as Zhao Xiangwan's.
Zhao Xiangwan grabbed Sheng Zaizhong's arm and pulled and twisted it.
"ah--"
Sheng Zaizhong's arm was twisted behind his back and he cried out in pain.
Zhao Xiangwan took out the handcuffs and quickly grabbed Sheng Zaizhong's wrists, shouting, "Dare to attack the police? Be quiet!"
Sheng Zaizhong tried hard to break free from Zhao Xiangwan's control, but found it was in vain.
Xie Xianyun was so scared that he crossed his arms over his chest and trembled as he said, "You, you let him go. He didn't attack the police. He didn't attack the police."
Zhao Xiangwan took the opportunity to control Sheng Zaizhong, pushed him aside, and handed him over to Zhu Feipeng.
Zhu Feipeng pressed Sheng Zaizhong's shoulders and pushed him to sit on the sofa on the other side: "Don't move!"
Xie Xianyun felt sorry for her son and continued to plead, "Talk to him nicely, talk to him nicely, don't cuff him."
Zhao Xiangwan leaned forward slightly and stared closely into Xie Xianyun's eyes: "Are you heartbroken? Your eldest son is only handcuffed, and you feel sad. But do you know? Sheng Zaitian is now in the detention center, handcuffed and leg cuffed. There is only one bench, and he sits, lies, and sleeps on that one bench."
Xu Songling and Liu Liangju exchanged glances. Okay, the junior sister is fooling people again.
Xie Xianyun couldn't bear the torture of her conscience and said with a trembling voice: "Xiaotian is my son, and I feel sorry for him too."
Zhao Xiangwan: "Let me guess, who is Sheng Zaizhong's father?"
Xie Xianyun was most afraid of revealing this painful past, and immediately screamed, "Don't say it, don't say it!"
Zhao Xiangwan pressed on: "Why can't you tell me?"
Xie Xianyun shook her head desperately: "I can't say it, I can't say it..."
Zhao Xiangwan's attitude suddenly softened: "That's your private matter, I won't ask any more questions."
Xie Xianyun finally breathed a sigh of relief, huddled up, hugged her shoulders with both hands, and trembled continuously.
Zhao Xiangwan said: "Mr. Sheng knows that Sheng Chengzhong is not his biological son, right?"
Xie Xianyun nodded: "I know."
Zhao Xiangwan said: "Although President Sheng is partial, has he ever treated Sheng Chengzhong unfairly?"
Two lines of tears flowed down Xie Xianyun's cheeks, and she said in a trembling voice, "No."
Zhao Xiangwan suddenly raised his voice: "Why do you want to kill him?"
Xie Xianyun was so confused by Zhao Xiangwan's inconsistent actions that she didn't know how to lie. She answered subconsciously, "I don't know, I don't know! He fell to the ground, and I screamed desperately, screamed desperately, I was scared to death."
Zhao Xiangwan asked: "Who beat him?"
Xie Xianyun shook her head desperately.
[Can't say, can't say!]
[Xiaozhong didn't want to do that either, so he just hit him once and he fell down.]
Zhao Xiangwan's eyes were cold as he glanced at Sheng Zaizhong who was lying on the sofa. "How many times did you hit him?"
Sheng Zaizhong felt that Zhao Xiangwan was simply poisonous. His eyes were as bright as fire, burning him so much that his whole body was in pain.
He cried out, "No, no."
Xie Xianyun turned around blankly and looked at her eldest son.
[What did I say? We had already agreed that Xiaotian would turn himself in, the procuratorate would charge him with murder, the lawyer would charge him, Xiaotian was a minor, the judge would show leniency. Even if he served a few years in prison, Xiaotian would still have a share in the company. The two brothers worked together, and the family business was thriving. Who would still remember Sheng Chenghao's death defended?
No one asked me where the children came from, no one hit me or scolded me anymore. From now on, I only have two sons. Life will definitely get better and better. Isn't that good? I think it's very good, very good. 】
Zhao Xiangwan couldn't help but grit his teeth when he heard this.
Is it good? No!
According to their arrangement, Sheng Zaitian, who admitted to the crime of patriicide, would definitely be sentenced, and when he comes out of prison, everything will be different.
His loving father is gone.
The bright future is gone.
The company has long been firmly controlled by Sheng Zaizhong and does not belong to him at all.
As for the biased mother, who knows what she will be like in a few years, ten years, or twenty years?
When that time comes, will it make sense for Sheng Zaitian to regret it?
Time cannot be reversed.
There is no medicine for regret in this world.
Sheng Zaizhong removed the two thorns in his side and took control of the company.
Xie Xianyun escapes from her abusive husband.
The mother and son lived a carefree and comfortable life.
But who will remember the ignorant and innocent boy who turned himself in just to protect his mother?
Police duties are to punish evil, promote good, and uphold fairness and justice.
Now that Zhao Xiangwan has encountered this, he must seek justice for that sunny and kind boy!
There was a chill in Zhao Xiangwan's smile, which now moved from Xie Xianyun's face to Sheng Zaizhong: "Who took the trophy and smashed it hard at Sheng Chenghao, causing him to fall to the ground? Who else took the trophy and hit Sheng Chenghao's back of the head once, twice, and three times? Although Sheng Chenghao is dead, the bloodstains on the cabinet, wall, and floor will tell us the truth!"