Chapter 223 Finding the Real Murderer (3)
In the solitary interrogation room in the corner, Zhang Hao's face was blue and purple, and he sat on a chair with lifeless eyes as he was being interrogated.
Shen Jinxiao, Political Commissar Zhang, and a group of leaders in charge of the internal case investigation sat in a row, waiting for Zhang Hao's explanation.
Zhang Hao talked about the first time he met and traded with Bai's father seven years ago.
At that time, he happened to be seriously ill and needed an operation that cost two hundred yuan.
At that time, Political Commissar Zhang's monthly salary was only a dozen yuan, and he had to support Zhang Donghai, who was in high school. He had no extra money to help his brother with surgery, so the operation was delayed again and again.
I met Mr. Bai by chance when I heard someone say that the Bai family wanted to acquire the land on Central Street to build a department store, and they hired a number of engineers to estimate the bid price.
It just so happened that Zhang Hao overheard someone whispering about this matter in the car while driving, and learned the satisfactory price for the land and the various plans that needed to be developed.
So Zhang Hao used Boss Gao's identity and wore a mask to make a deal with the person in charge of the Bai family at that time and got one thousand yuan.
In the following years, he used intelligence to exchange for a lot of money.
In order to increase his credibility, he even asked Bai's father to help him get rid of the annoying people.
Those who had been unfriendly to him or whom he disliked were dealt with one by one by Bai's father.
After hearing what Zhang Hao said, the people at the table couldn't help but feel angry.
"Just because they didn't say hello to you, are you going to kill them? And Captain Ji, he has elderly parents and young children to take care of, he's just not good at socializing, and you just asked someone to kill him, don't you know how pitiful it is for his old mother to have no son to see her off in her old age!"
Political Commissar Zhang scolded loudly. Seeing the younger brother he had raised since childhood burst into tears, he could no longer control his emotions and stood up and roared, "And Dong Hai, did he do anything to offend you? You want to kill him, what did you say to him that would make him so upset!"
Zhang Hao, who originally had hollow eyes, lost his usual high spirits when he heard the father-like brother in front of him. Instead, he looked vicissitudes and haggard. He suddenly smiled, "Don't you know why I want to hurt him? Of course it's all because of you, my good brother!"
"Why can your son be a doctor? I asked you to find me a good job but you refused and just found me a job as a driver. I have been a driver for nearly ten years. Have you ever thought about me? You only think about your good son. You can't even give me a penny to treat my illness. Are you worthy of being my big brother?"
Zhang Hao questioned like a devil from hell, then laughed wildly and told Shen Jinxiao how he had secretly put a note and chopsticks in Shen Jinxiao's thermos.
On the note, he threatened Zhang Donghai that if he did not plead guilty, he would attack his father.
As expected, Zhang Donghai could not withstand the pressure in his heart, and in order to save his father, he ended his life with wooden chopsticks.
Political Commissar Zhang almost fainted after hearing what Zhang Hao said, clutching his chest. "You beast, is this all you remember? Don't you remember that Dong Hai gave extra lessons to other children in the yard in order to raise money for your treatment?"
He couldn't imagine that just because of poverty and his fairness, which led to uneven distribution of supplies, his younger brother would be resentful of them.
Facing Political Commissar Zhang's counter-question, Zhang Hao did not show much emotion until Shen Jinxiao asked about Lin Shuang, and the smile on his face gradually subsided.
"Zhang Hao, you feel that your brother and nephew owe you something, but what about Lin Shuang? Why did you want to kill her too?"
Shen Jinxiao questioned with a sullen face.
At the same time as Zhang Hao's smile faded, he stood up out of control and slammed the handcuffs in his hands. "I didn't hurt her, I didn't kill her. She suddenly appeared and hit the front of my car. I just wanted to fulfill my dream. I love her so much..."
He couldn't say any more. The tears welled up in his eyes and choked all the words in his throat.
Until this moment, he seemed to realize how shameless and dirty his love for this little girl who was much younger than him was.
Zhang Hao covered his face and sobbed in despair.
A cold-blooded murderer seemed to have his reverse scale touched and could no longer accept the mistakes he had made.
"I love her, I love her more than any of them. I know I am dirty, and when I knew what she had gone through, I would rather die than live, but I am also glad that I am worthy of her."
“On the day of the wedding banquet, I just wanted to use this method to make her not marry you. It was you who killed Shuangshuang, it was you, Shen Jinxiao!”
Zhang Hao cried and roared, pushed the chair away out of control, and was about to rush over to beat Shen Jinxiao, but was pressed down on the chair by the guard next to him.
Shen Jinxiao stood up and walked to Zhang Hao's side, lowering his voice and admitting, "You are wrong. In fact, Lin Shuang had already lost her mind before the wedding banquet. Her suicide note was found in her room. Do you want to take a look?"
As he spoke, he took out Lin Shuang's suicide note and placed it in front of Zhang Hao.
Zhang Hao took the note with trembling hands, and when he saw that she mentioned his name on it, he could no longer control his tears.
The person who was like a goddess in his mind confessed that she had done many wrong things because of jealousy. Finally, she mentioned everyone around her who cared for her, hoping that they could work hard and live well, and wishing them a bright future.
In the letter, she wrote: "Uncle Zhang, thank you for listening to me talk about my longing for someone. I hope you can find your future aunt soon..."
The little girl who was infected with a terminal illness and wanted to die, in such despair, could still bless everyone around her with the purest heart.
But what did he do?
He used the dirtiest means to defile the purest feelings.
“Ah…ah…”
The heart-wrenching cries echoed throughout the interrogation room.
Zhang Hao held the suicide note against his chest and collapsed to the ground from his chair.
Shen Jinxiao's eyes also turned red when he saw him. "Lin Shuang knew she was wrong at the last moment, but you..."
Without saying anything more, he turned around and left the interrogation room with the others, leaving behind only the wailing of agony that almost broke through the entire interrogation room...
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In the tube-shaped building, Meng Shuyue sat in the bedroom, looking out the window from time to time, waiting for someone to arrive.
But I didn't see the window suddenly open as expected, but I heard bursts of laughter coming from outside the door.
Meng Shuyue's scalp went numb and he rushed out of the room. He saw Shen Jinxiao carrying two large baskets on a shoulder pole in the living room. The baskets were full of things and covered with red cloth.
Seeing the man carrying two large baskets of things and climbing to the fourth floor, Meng Shuyue felt heartbroken.
"Why did you bring so many things with you? Tell us before you come so we can help..."
The words have not been finished yet.
The two figures that came in one after another from the door made the three children in the room excited and screamed.
"Cousin, why did you follow me? I thought you were killed by that Bai Dad!"
The little boy jumped over and teased his older cousin Song Shijing, stretching out his little hands and blinking his eyes to ask him for some White Rabbit milk candy.
Naitang rushed to Li Bin like a little firecracker, jumped three feet high, took the paper bag containing the pig ears from his hand, and started laughing happily, "I still like the pig ears braised by Dad Li the most. The chef at Dad Bai's house can't braise them like this..."
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