[Oh my god, is this guy living in a garbage dump?]
[Why are there so many bottles of wine? Is he drinking to numb himself?]
[Damn, I'm about to vomit.]
The policeman held back his nausea and pulled the person on the sofa up. He was as dirty as the room and didn't take care of himself at all. His hair was very long, and if he wasn't shirtless, you wouldn't be able to tell he was a man.
"Wake up, police!"
One officer tried to wake the man, and another officer said, "I don't know your identity. I need to see your ID card."
Mianmian said, "His ID card is in the bedside table in the bedroom. There are other documents in it. Take them out together."
With precise positioning, the police found what they wanted immediately.
In the bedside table was not only the man's ID card, but also another woman's. In addition, there were two books with marriage certificates and divorce certificates, stacked together.
The divorce certificate was still green, and it looked like it had been there for many years.
The landlord was curious and also leaned over to look at the ID card. After seeing the younger face on the ID card on the sofa, he muttered to himself: "This person looks familiar. I think I have seen him before."
"Mianmian will help you recall it." Mianmian said, and hit the landlord with an invisible memory charm in her hand.
The landlord perked up and slowly recalled the memories related to the face on the ID card.
"I remember now. It was 25 years ago when my family built this house and we hired some renovation workers to help. This man was born with one finger less than the others, so I remember his face."
At that time, there were not as many decoration companies to choose from as there are now, and most houses were designed according to popular standards.
The landlord hired a famous local decoration team, which included many people from other places. The four-fingered man was also from another place and spoke with a local accent.
When I was building their house, he suddenly asked for leave halfway through and went back to his hometown for three or four days, and then came back.
"He was in charge of mixing cement," the landlord said. "After the house was renovated, I heard my father mention that the four-fingered worker resigned after finishing his work for our house."
[Based on my experience of watching suspense films, this person suddenly quit his job and returned to his hometown, he must have gone to kill someone!] [Oh my god, with cement? And he lives next to this house... I suddenly have a bad feeling.] Seeing that some netizens guessed the truth, Mianmian affirmed: "Yes, the truth is just as you said, he went back to kill someone during those four days, and the person he killed was his wife."
Just as Mianmian was about to speak out, a hoarse and old male voice rang out in the room: "Yes, I killed my wife!"
Everyone's eyes were on the man on the sofa. It was unknown when the man woke up. After looking around, he actually smiled.
"I worked so hard in the city, but she cheated on me at home. The villagers found out and told me to go back home." "I asked her why she cheated on me, but she didn't say anything. I got so angry that I beat her up, and she got mad and wanted to divorce me."
"How can I not hate her? I was hoping to make a lot of money and have some kids!"
How many men can tolerate their wives cheating on them? That's a green hat, and people will poke their backs wherever they go. Even if they are divorced, people who know him in the future will still say, "Your wife is cheating on you, you are a cuckold."
The feeling of humiliation and anger made the man want to make his wife pay the price.
He first pretended to accept the fact and went with the woman to get a divorce certificate. After getting the divorce certificate, he secretly killed his wife when he passed by the woods on the way back to the village.
At that time, various things were not so strictly controlled.
After killing the person, he used a special butcher knife to cut up all the flesh and put it into a sealed bag, and then used sulfuric acid to melt the bones of the corpse.
He put the chopped flesh and dissolved soil into his suitcase.
"I hate her. I don't want her to rest in peace. I want her to never be able to reincarnate." The man gritted his teeth as he spoke. "I returned to the house in the middle of the night to mix cement, mixed her into the cement, and painted it onto the wall."
This confession made the police and the audience at the scene feel numb.
How could someone be so cruel?
[As the saying goes, one night of love brings a hundred nights of love. Even if that woman cheated on her, she shouldn't have acted so radically and killed someone.] [That's right. No matter what, she shouldn't have killed someone.] [The little aunt is frowning. I think she has something to say.] "When you were killing her...didn't you realize that she was pregnant?" Mianmian's tone was filled with anger.
The man sneered: "I found it, but that piece of meat is not my seed, I chopped it up together."
Mianmian grabbed the hand of Yang Xian who was sitting next to her, and after a long breath, she said, "Actually, that's your child. And it wasn't your wife who did anything bad. It was the bad guy in your village who had a quarrel with you who drugged your wife and bullied her."
"After bullying him, he told your wife that if you don't want you to know, then you have to let him bully you again."
Mianmian felt very sad about what she had calculated. She held Yang Xian's hand tightly and said, "That bad guy deliberately let the villagers see it, deliberately let them tell you, and then let you quarrel with your wife."
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"When you hit her, she felt wronged and angry, so she didn't want to tell you the truth. On the way home from your divorce, she wanted to tell you everything, but you..."
In this world, the two things that cannot be looked directly at are not only the sun in the sky, but also the human heart.
"She didn't know she was pregnant. She only found out after she died when the soul of the child followed her."
After telling the truth, Mianmian felt very heavy.
[Oh my god... this story is so sad.] [Damn, does that mean all this is the fault of a qj? Is that qj dead? I want to grind his bones to dust.] [Alas, people still have to have mouths, and if they have mouths, they have to speak. How can there be such a misunderstanding?] [ This fucking idiot man is not a good guy either. He was so extreme that he wanted to kill people, but he ended up killing his innocent wife and unborn child.] The landlord at the scene couldn't help but cursed like the netizens in the live broadcast room: "You are such a fucking idiot. You want to kill people for the slightest thing. Even if you were divorced, you might still have a son, and it wouldn't come to this."
The descendants of the national service are relatively young and not yet married.
He was also confused by the truth of the matter and didn't know what to say. He muttered to himself: "No wonder I sometimes hear strange babbling sounds. Is it because of the ghost of a child?"
The two policemen at the scene seemed calmer. As police officers, they knew a lot of brutal cases.
"Since you have confessed to the crime you committed, we will arrest you now."
One of the police officers took out handcuffs and handcuffed the man.