Song Yalan turned to look at Song Wenhui and asked, "What did you say? What am I to her?"
Song Wenhui was speechless; all the words were stuck in her heart, and she simply couldn't say them.
She knelt down abruptly and pleaded with Song Yalan, "I'm saying you two are good friends, you should help her. I'm begging you, please help her, save her!"
Song Yalan hurriedly came over and reached out to pull Song Wenhui, "Auntie, what are you doing? Get up! You don't need to kneel down for me."
To be honest, my dad and my brother have been trying to find a way to save her. Si Muyang is also trying to find a way to save her. We are all trying to find a solution.
"But telling you how to save her is useless; just go home and wait."
A spark of hope ignited in Song Wenhui's eyes. She asked, "You're all trying to save her, which means she must be alright."
Song Yalan said, "I can't say that. I can only say that we will do our best. As for the specific results... you should go home and wait for news."
She turned and left after saying that, unable to tell Song Wenhui any more details.
Song Wenhui stared blankly at Song Yalan as she walked away. Her legs went weak, and she sat down on the sidewalk and cried. She had almost blurted out the truth just now.
But she really didn't dare to say it. Song Yalan was doing so well now, living in such a nice house, her father was a very high-ranking official, and her brother was a PhD graduate from overseas. She heard that only a few people were sent abroad for government scholarships each year.
She cried for a while, then wiped away her tears, stood up, and pushed her bicycle back home.
Her son should be doing his rehabilitation exercises by now, and she wondered if her youngest daughter was helping her brother with his rehabilitation. She needed to rush home to see her son…
In the interrogation room, Cheng Xiao Kui sat in the chair, answering Captain Wang's questions over and over again. Even though she had already answered these questions several times, Captain Wang kept asking them repeatedly.
She figured Captain Wang probably suspected she was lying, which was why he kept asking her to see if her answers were consistent.
However, she was telling the truth, so she wasn't afraid, and her answers were always the same.
Seeing that it was already dark outside, Captain Wang then ordered his men to take Cheng Xiaokui to the detention room.
Cheng Xiaokui followed the two comrades to the detention cell, watching the sky gradually darken outside the window.
It must be getting late. I wonder how things are going with Si Muyang and Song Jingchuan?
Logically speaking, they now have irrefutable evidence, and anyone with eyes can see what really happened in this case.
But why is there still no news about her?
The detention cell was converted from an office. There was a wooden bed, a table, and a chair in the room, and nothing else.
She went into the room, sat on the bed, bent her legs, hugged them with her arms, and curled herself into a ball.
Her head rested on her knees. How was Si Muyang now?
This must be a very difficult situation, otherwise it wouldn't be so late and there's still no result.
Time ticked by, and there was no clock in the room.
She also didn't have a watch.
She silently watched the sunset on the horizon, as the last rays of light faded away.
It has to be said that the days without mobile phones were really inconvenient; you couldn't watch anything.
She planned to wait for him to leave, and the first thing she wanted to do was go to the department store and buy herself a watch, so that at least she would know the time no matter what.
In a conference room in the military headquarters building.
The office contained a long table with two rows of chairs on either side.
There is a chair at each end of the table.
The table was filled with people on both sides. On one side sat Zhang Tiejun, his subordinates, and two hospital directors who had issued Zhang Tiejun's diagnosis.
On the other side sat Si Muyang, Song Jingchuan, and Si Muyang's subordinates.
The miniature recorder is placed on the table; with just the press of a button, it can play the conversation between Cheng Xiao Kui and Zhang Wei Dong.
At this moment, Zhang Weidong's shameless and insolent words echoed throughout the conference room.
The old commander, sitting at the top of the long table, had a dark expression on his face, and everyone vaguely saw small flames leaping out from above his head.
Zhang Tiejun's face turned from black to white; he never expected that the recording would contain such things.
He was so angry he wanted to rush back and beat his son up.
How could his son be so brainless as to say such a thing!
It's obvious that his son was fooled by Cheng Xiao Kui!
Cheng Xiao Kui told him the truth after just a few words!
The recording was played back over and over again, as if afraid that no one could hear it clearly.
The old leader touched his forehead and gestured to his bodyguard to turn off the recording.
As the guard pressed the button on the mini recorder, the conference room returned to its previous deathly silence.
It was so quiet that even the breathing of the people in the room sounded abrupt.
Si Muyang glanced around at the expressions on everyone's faces.
He broke the deathly silence.
He said, "Commander Zhao..."
However, before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Zhang Tiejun's voice.
Zhang Tiejun slammed his hand on the table, jumping up from his chair and shouting, "This is fake! This is absolutely fake! It's just a cassette tape; it can be recorded anytime!"
Who knows what my son and that woman said in the room?!
Song Jingchuan said, "Minister Zhang, this miniature recorder was placed in Cheng Xiaokui's canvas handbag. It has been recording continuously since she took the recorder, without any interruption. You say this is fake?"
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