Huang Dachuan was violently twisted by Song Yan's hand, and the pain made him lose his balance and fall to the ground, then he kept crying out: "It hurts, it hurts..."

"Song Yan, what are you doing? Let my son go!"

Huang Haijiang wanted to rush forward and snatch his son from Song Yan's hands, but when he saw Song Yan's threatening features, he quickly retreated and walked to the side of the police: "Comrade police, you see this man is so abominable that he even kidnapped my son."

Yan Shuhua glanced at Song Yan: "Song Yan, what are you doing?"

"Shuhua, actually my boss has known for a long time that this bastard did it." Song Yan said, "Boss, he didn't ask me to do anything, just asked me to wait nearby, and if I saw him trying to escape, I should catch him."

Yan Shuhua could finally ask Xiao Jinchu about the development of this matter: "Jinchu, why do you know that he did it? Why didn't you tell me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Jinchu walked up, pulled Yan Shuhua's hand aside, and then said softly: "This is just my own guess. Just in case, I kept a hand."

Seeing that they could kidnap people so casually, the police asked Song Yan to untie Huang Dachuan immediately.

"Huang Dachuan, it was you who killed Li Mei, wasn't it!" Fan Zhiqiang was a child after all, and he was young and naive, so it was inevitable that he couldn't control his anger. He rushed up to him and bared his teeth at him!

Huang Dachuan knew that they had discovered all the evil things he had done, but he still refused to admit it. Besides, the expression on Huang Haijiang's face told him not to talk nonsense, so he refused to admit it. He gritted his teeth and said, "Don't talk nonsense. How is it possible? You said that Li Mei and I have no grudges against each other, so why would I kill her? Nonsense!"

After hearing what Xiao Jinchu said, Yan Shuhua was even more convinced that her guess was correct. When she saw that Huang Dachuan was preparing to quibble again, she could no longer control herself and condemned him: "Then why did you run away? If you didn't have a sinister intention, would you have run away?"

No matter what, Huang Dachuan was a seven-foot-tall man, so he wouldn't be afraid of Yan Shuhua. But he was afraid. After all, she almost killed his penis, and who knew what Yan Shuhua would do to him accidentally. Despite this, he still used a high-pitched voice to make his next words sound more confident.

"Yan Shuhua, you said that I was the one who killed those people. Please show us the evidence. What evidence do you have?" Huang Dachuan had just finished speaking when the apprentice in the jewelry store was arrested by the police, who then asked him to look at Huang Dachuan carefully.

After all, he was doing something bad, and this young man was an apprentice in a jewelry store. Huang Dachuan recognized him. Seeing his eyes staring at him, he was actually very scared in his heart, and his eyes kept flickering.

"Ask carefully and make sure it's him." The police pulled the apprentice towards Huang Dachuan again. The apprentice saw the tone and attitude of Huang Dachuan and thought it was him. "It's him, it's definitely him."

Just when everyone thought that Huang Dachuan could finally be convicted, who would have thought that this man would suddenly bite back.

"I have never bought anything in your jewelry store, how could it be me?" Huang Dachuan was thinking that since there was no substantial evidence, what could they do to him? Coincidentally, Huang Haijiang also stood up: "You all said that he could only see a pair of eyes, how could they find out that it was my son who killed him? Police comrade, you have to pay attention to it, after all, this is a murder, you can't say anything!"

"Well, then explain why you are planning to run away?" Yan Shuhua thought that if Xiao Jinchu had not kept a trick up his sleeve, there was no telling how this matter would have turned out.

Huang Haijiang had already suffered a defeat, but who would have thought that he would be so unrepentant.

"Your words are really funny. Why would we want to run away? Who told you that we wanted to run away?" Huang Haijiang explained, "Comrade police officer, we didn't want to run away. It's just that my son's injuries can't be cured in the hospital, so I want to send him to a better hospital for treatment. We definitely don't want to run away. You can't just believe a woman's words."

When the police heard Huang Haijiang say this, they couldn't help but ask one more question: "Didn't the doctor say your son's condition was nothing serious? Does he still need to be sent to another place for treatment?"

"Police comrade, listen to me. My son is my only son. I treat him like a treasure. You said he was beaten like this. If his legs have problems in the future, wouldn't it be bad? That's why I asked my friend to take him out for a checkup. How did they say he was a fugitive?"

What Huang Haijiang said was indeed correct and very logical. Yan Shuhua wanted to find a fatal weakness in his words, but found that he couldn't find one.

Finally, Fan Xiaofeng thought of a very crucial question: "Comrade police officer, didn't you say there were scratches?"

There were indeed scratches on Huang Dachuan's neck, but Huang Dachuan said that they were caused by Fan Zhiqiang beating him that day. So this evidence was useless. When Fan Zhiqiang saw that he was playing tricks like this, he was so angry that he really wanted to pounce on him and beat him up again.

But because of his previous impulsiveness, all the evidence on him had been destroyed. This time it had no effect at all. Fan Zhiqiang wanted to slap himself just thinking about it.

The apprentice in the jewelry store, although he recognized the eyes, he was not sure that it was Huang Dachuan who bought the jewelry. After all, this was a life-threatening matter. If he spoke carelessly and caused someone to be sentenced to death, he would be a sinner.

Huang Dachuan didn't dare to say much when he saw the apprentice. Instead, Huang Haijiang was aggressive: "You are really too funny. You can even say such murderous words. You said my son killed someone, and I have to say that Fan Zhiqiang, the little bastard, killed someone? He was so cruel to my son, and he never thought that he would beat my son to death. People like him should be arrested and locked up."