After listening to the recording, Yue Yao's face turned completely cold: "If this isn't a fabrication, then can the case be closed?"
Lu Min'an nodded: "Indeed, based on the evidence we have, He Feng is indeed the prime suspect. Moreover, she left a will stating that you are not dead and that the matter may be exposed, so you should atone for your sins with your death."
"Heh." Le Yao chuckled coldly. "What about Yan Zimeng? Doesn't she bear any responsibility at all?"
Lu Min'an shook his head: "To date, there is no evidence to prove that she is involved."
Le Yao fell silent. What could she say? She hadn't expected He Feng to be so loyal to her.
Le Yao remained silent after leaving the police station.
Nangong Jue patted Le Yao's hand, trying to comfort her, but she slapped it away: "Nangong Jue, it was you who caused this."
Nangong Jue frowned.
“Nangong Jue, she’s a madwoman.” Le Yao glared at Nangong Jue angrily. “As long as you don’t divorce her, she won’t stop. Three people have already died. I think the fourth one should be me, because I’m still occupying your position as Mrs. Nangong.”
"Alan, no, really..."
"How could it not be? Shuo Shuo's parents are already dead." Le Yao was a little agitated. "He Feng is dead too. Can you bring them back to life?"
"I……"
"You can't." Le Yao looked coldly at Nangong Jue. "If you don't want me to die an unexplained death, then let's get a divorce." After saying that, she got into Shen Yi's car and drove away.
Nangong Jue watched the departing car, a flash of pain crossing his eyes.
Le Yao knew she was being somewhat resentful, but she just couldn't control herself. Yan Zimeng was like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows, ready to bite her at any moment. She just wanted to live a peaceful life and didn't want to live in constant fear.
Over the next few days, Le Yao stayed home doing her homework, while Nangong Jue threw himself into his work, keeping himself extremely busy.
Being busy can make you forget all your unpleasantness.
Three days later, the police summoned Le Yao again. The car accident case was officially closed. Based on He Feng's recording and some information previously obtained, such as that He Feng was the one who transferred money to the truck driver, the mastermind behind the car accident was He Feng. If she were to be convicted of murder and public transportation safety violations, she would also face the death penalty. However, she was already dead.
In addition, neither the truck driver nor He Feng's family is very wealthy, so compensation is difficult to obtain, but fortunately there is an insurance company.
Le Yao had no interest in any compensation. She gave up all the compensation she was entitled to, giving part of it to the welfare home for Xiao Shuo Shuo's growth fund, and another part to the three injured people.
"What about He Feng's death? Is it really also considered an accident?"
"I can't disclose that, because it's a separate case that hasn't been closed yet," Lu Min'an sighed. "But don't worry, if there's anything fishy going on, we won't let it go."
Le Yao nodded; that was the only option.
Le Yao's mood was not lighter after leaving the police station; instead, it became even heavier. It was at this moment that Qian Meiqi called: "Sister Lan, look at Weibo."
"What's wrong?"
"Yan Zimeng is trending on social media." Qian Meiqi gritted her teeth.
"Isn't it normal for her to trend on social media? After all, she's a celebrity."
"But she's performing 'tea art' that's disgusting."
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