"If you refuse to tell me, I will take you to the police station and put you in jail for life."
Zhao Sihai thought about how he had spent a few days in the detention center some time ago. Life in there was not easy. Not only was he bullied, he even didn't have enough food to eat.
"I'm asking you again, did you do this?"
Seeing Zhao Lihan looking like he wanted to eat him alive, Zhao Sihai quickly said, "Yes, yes."
He recounted how he and Huang Jinhua used the natural toxin of the rat vine to poison Tian Fengying.
The way they committed the crime was so brutal that Zhao Lihan couldn't help but punch him hard in the chest.
Zhao Sihai could only cover his chest with his hands and dared not even say a word.
Zhao Lihan used the wrapping paper for wrapping money to record the entire process of their crime and asked him to put his bloody fingerprints on it.
"Go away!"
Zhao Sihai took a few steps and then stopped.
"Now that things have come to this, you must return the heirloom my father left me."
"What heirloom are you talking about? I've been away for so many years, how would I know?"
"If it's not in your hands, then it's in your wife's hands."
"Don't take this thing and ask me for compensation. Go back and look for it yourself! Maybe someone close to you took it."
"That's impossible. If she really got it, she would have left long ago. She wouldn't have waited until now."
"It's no use asking me. Go away! I don't want to see you again."
After Zhao Sihai left, he tidied up his mother's grave, pulled out some weeds, and covered it with a layer of soil.
After finishing all this, I looked at my watch and it was already past two in the afternoon.
Thinking that his wife was still in the commune clinic, he hurried down the mountain and headed straight for the commune clinic.
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