Shen Yubei lost his sleepiness for a moment.
"I'll make a phone call."
Shen Yubei called Du Junfei and asked him what was going on.
The two chatted for a few minutes and hung up the phone in a hurry.
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Police station.
Every glamorous person, when they arrive at the police station, will have their elegant and perfect skin stripped off, revealing rotten bones and a dark soul.
Xian Le, the respected mystery writer, was now pale-faced, clutching his chest, and sitting uneasily as he was interrogated by the police.
Zhiyue, on the other hand, sat silently on the chair, with her head slightly lowered, but her expression was unusually calm and indifferent.
Du Junfei sat between the two of them, frowning slightly, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Xian Le's wound had been treated to stop the bleeding, but because he had lost a lot of blood and was frightened by Zhi Yue, his face was now as pale as death.
At that time, Zhang Quan, the police officer in charge of investigating the case, had been promoted to director.
The unsolved case from that year was a thorn in Director Zhang's heart.
He is in his fifties and has not retired yet.
I heard that the little girl who was declared dead that year was actually found and is now in the police station.
Director Zhang said he would come and see it no matter what, as long as he could still wait for the day when the mystery would be lifted.
Director Zhang left his wife and children and drove to the police station.
At this moment, Director Zhang was sitting in front of the string music.
Xianle quickly calmed down. She knew in her heart that there was no substantial evidence left from what happened back then.
Even if she is the biggest suspect, there is insufficient evidence and they cannot convict her based solely on Zhiyue's confession!
Zhiyue also understood this, so she remained silent and did not overreact at all.
Zhang Quan asked Xianle, "Chu Xianle, do you admit the accusation against Lin Zhiyue?"
Xianle raised her lower lip and said, "I admit that things were very unpleasant between Zhiyue and me back then. At that time, I suspected that she had ill intentions towards my ex-husband, so I targeted her in every way."
"But I never thought of killing her, let alone selling her."
Xian Le's expression was calm. She said calmly, "I'm a woman. I know how horrific and miserable the fate of a woman who is sold is. How could I be so cruel?"
"Director Zhang, you can't declare me guilty just because of Zhiyue's unilateral testimony. That's unfair to me."
As I wrote more suspense novels, string music became one of the scheming characters in the stories.
Zhang Quan looked at the pale but calm woman with sharp eyes, feeling troubled.
Xianle refused to admit it and Zhang Quan couldn't do anything about it.
But this feeling of powerlessness, knowing who the criminal is but being unable to convict her, is really powerless.
Just then, Du Junfei's cell phone rang.
Du Junfei opened the text message and saw the message from Han Zhan. He suddenly smiled.
Putting away his phone, Du Junfei interrupted the silence between Director Zhang and Xian Le.
He said, "Director Zhang, don't worry, let's wait a little longer. A witness will be here soon."
Hearing this, Director Zhang gave Du Junfei a meaningful look and asked, "Who is coming?"
Du Junfei said nothing, but sneered at Xian Le in a mocking tone, saying, "When people do evil, they will leave traces."
Xian Le frowned slightly and clasped his fingers together nervously.
Who will come?
Zhiyue sat silently in the police station, thinking back on her life of delays and humiliation. She felt hatred and aggrieved.
Zhiyue shed tears silently. She had thousands of words in her heart that she wanted to say, but she was just a mute and could not accurately express her full meaning.
Zhiyue's tears made Du Junfei feel distressed.
Du Junfei took off his coat and put it on Zhiyue.
"Come on, I'll take you to wash your hands."
Zhiyue's hands were still stained with Xianyue's blood.
Zhiyue couldn't hear what Du Junfei said. Du Junfei pulled her up and she obediently followed him away.
After entering the bathroom, Du Junfei put Zhiyue's hand under the faucet and washed it back and forth twice with hand soap.
Zhiyue stared at Du Junfei gracefully, asking him in sign language: "Can my case be vindicated? Will Xianle go to jail? Will she be released due to insufficient evidence?"
As she gestured, Zhiyue made exaggerated expressions on her face.
Du Junfei patted her head and then replied to Zhiyue in sign language: [Believe me, she will go to jail.]
Zhiyue wiped away her tears and gave Du Junfei a very shallow but dependent smile.
When the two returned to the hall again, they saw a group of people walking in from outside the door.
Hearing the footsteps, Xian Le and Zhang Quan both turned their eyes towards the gate.
They saw Long Yu walking in with an old woman.
The old woman walked with a limp, her hair was gray, and she wore a flowery coat, blue cotton trousers, and a pair of black leather boots. Her attire was no different from any other old lady on the street.
It's difficult to tell her identity based on her appearance alone.
The old woman was pressed down on the chair by Long Yu.
Zhang Quan glanced at Long Yu.
Long Yu then said, "Mr. Han, please ask me to send someone to Director Zhang."
As soon as he heard the name "Mr. Han," Director Zhang immediately understood Long Yu's identity. "Go back and thank the old man for me. Tell him that I will definitely visit him on a certain day."
"good."
Long Yu stood aside and said nothing more.
Xianle frowned and stared at the old woman beside him, feeling curious about this person's identity.
The old woman's hands were shaking with fear, and she didn't know whether she was afraid of Director Zhang or Long Yu.
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