Chapter 87 The Truth Behind Mother's Suicide
Yang Xiao's interrogation room.
“It’s all his fault, it’s all Song Changran’s fault. I was pregnant, and he told me that he didn’t have the financial means to support my child and me, and he kept assuring me that he would definitely be able to give us a good life in a few years.”
The police officer's face turned ashen; he hadn't expected these two to be so ruthless.
I've handled countless cases, big and small, but premeditated murder of a wife that actually comes to fruition is still rare.
"Then how can you prove that Song Changran orchestrated all of these things?"
Yang Xiao pretended to be heartbroken and cried her eyes out, saying, "I'm just an ordinary mother. Everything I do is just to give my child a good life. What bad intentions could I possibly have?"
After a while, the junior police officer came in and took out Song Changran's statement.
These two were indeed alike, both blaming each other.
Until the contents of the USB drive were deciphered, a clear video recording was played.
In the scene, Yang Xiao is making a deal with a big shot with full-sleeve tattoos at the entrance of an alley. He hands over a large black duffel bag, the contents of which are unknown.
The big boss gave him a red eye drop box and a box that looked like tea.
That is a new type of hallucinogen and illegal drug that is currently prevalent in Southeast Asia.
Long-term use can cause hallucinations and even lead to loss of reason and mental confusion.
In another video, Song Changran was seen hiding behind a banyan tree downstairs in the apartment complex where they lived. He was holding a phone and seemed to be talking to someone, then waving towards the balcony.
Then, Song Nian'an's mother jumped off the cliff.
The matter concluded with both sides refusing to admit guilt but blaming each other, and the overwhelming video evidence.
The world has never treated that mother kindly. From the beginning of her marriage to the end of being drugged and then jumping off a building to commit suicide, it was all a trap set by others.
Fragments of the original owner's memories began to surface in her mind. Despite being so thin and helpless, she bore everything simply because she was a "mother," and still maintained a gentle and kind smile when facing Song Nian'an.
I wonder if, at the moment of jumping off the building, seeing Song Nian'an in the corner, she felt either attachment or resentment towards this world.
Song Nian'an thought of Wen Jing again, wondering if he had thought of her at the moment of the avalanche.
If Song Changran hadn't come looking for trouble, Song Nian'an wouldn't have been in such a hurry to deal with this disgusting family; after all, she wasn't in the mood for it right now.
But if you deliberately run into the blade, it's a different story.
Wen Jing had already considered all of this, so why didn't he leave himself a way out?
None of that matters anymore, as long as he's still alive...
When he left the police station, Cheng Letian was already waiting at the door, complaining about this family's oddities.
"Song Nian'an".
Hearing someone call his name, he turned around and saw the policeman from before standing next to a pillar not far away.
The policeman had a cigarette in his hand, almost finished. As he exhaled a wisp of white smoke, he quietly stubbed it out in the ashtray next to him and looked over at Song Nian'an.
Song Nian'an politely stepped forward to greet him and expressed her gratitude.
In general, the fact that the police patiently investigated the "accident" from more than ten years ago in this situation shows that they have done a great job.
However, the policeman kept staring at her, making Song Nian'an feel a little uncomfortable.
"He wouldn't have taken a liking to you, would he?" Cheng Letian asked Song Nian'an in her ear.
This idiot, are you shouting so loudly because you're afraid the police won't hear you?
The police officer smiled and explained, "Song Nian'an, I just wanted to see what kind of person could make Wen Jing so concerned."
Upon hearing the name, Song Nian'an's pupils widened, and she unconsciously swallowed.
"Who are you talking about? Wen Jing?"
He wanted to confirm if it was Wen Jing.
"Yeah, you don't know yet, do you? I'm Jin Chu, the captain of the criminal investigation team. I'm Wen Jing's brother and best friend. A month ago, he called me and asked me to keep a close eye on his little darling in the area. I thought he was just joking, but I didn't expect that little darling would actually show up at my door."
Song Nian'an disregarded everything else and only wanted to know the answer in his heart, "Have you seen him? Do you know where he is? He's been missing for so long, have you found him yet!"
He sobbed, wiping his nose, his voice thick with nasal congestion, "Did you even bother searching properly? Even if he's dead, you could at least give us some information..."
Looking at the child's pitiful state, Jin Chu sighed and said, "It's all fate. What's meant to be will be."
"Don't talk nonsense!" Song Nian'an's eyes were red, and her voice was louder than his, tears silently sliding down her cheeks.
How could he not know that this was fate, that this was the story in the book, the ending in the book? What could he possibly change?
Seeing that he couldn't stop crying, Jin Chu took out a handkerchief and said, "Alright, stop crying. If some people see this, they'll think the police are bullying people. Your best wish is for Wen Jing to take good care of himself."
Song Nian'an took the handkerchief, paused for a moment, and stared at Jin Chu with wide eyes. Sure enough, she stopped crying.
He said goodbye to Jin Chu and then dragged Cheng Letian away.
"Hey kid, why aren't you sad anymore? Keep crying! It's better to let it out, why keep it bottled up inside!" Cheng Letian had to jog to catch up with Song Nian'an.
Song Nian'an didn't speak, but every step she took was filled with anger.
Wen Jing, you'd better explain yourself clearly, or I'll never let you into my bed again, not even in my next life!
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