At that moment, Rong Shang's gaze turned cold, and she raised her foot to kick him.
With a single kick, the short, stout man was sent flying out of the circle.
With a loud bang.
It is the sound of an object falling to the ground.
Rong Shang turned around.
In the quiet stairwell, dim light fell, and the woman's delicate and beautiful features exuded a sinister aura.
She seemed to be examining the man she had kicked away, assessing his injuries.
He struggled for a moment before fainting.
Rong Shang coldly curled her lips, her eyes devoid of any warmth.
court death!
*
The next day, when Rong Shang went out, she saw a crowd gathered in front of the drunkard's house from the previous night.
As she walked past his house, she saw the alcoholic's wife sitting in the living room, sobbing uncontrollably.
Police officers were there to calm her down.
They said they wanted her to think carefully about whether her husband had offended anyone recently.
But she shook her head, completely clueless.
“My husband likes to drink a little, but when he’s drunk he just falls asleep as soon as he hits the ground. I don’t know who was so heartless as to beat him up like this.”
The person who was perfectly fine was lying on the grass with three broken ribs.
She cried, "What will happen to this family in the future!"
"Oh, how pitiful she is."
Someone at the door expressed sympathy.
Only Rong Chang listened, her gaze deep and complex.
She only kicked him once, breaking three of his ribs.
Is this possible?
She was somewhat careful with the steps she took.
But the woman was clearly lying.
She's been married to her husband for so many years, how could she not know that her husband has a bad temper when he's drunk?
*
I went to the company at 10 a.m.
Rong Shang didn't leave the office all day.
Just as she was about to have dinner in the evening, a phone call came in from the community administrator.
They said the police had arrived and asked her to go home to assist with the investigation.
It looks like the drunkard from last night has woken up.
The delivery driver was still waiting downstairs.
Rong Shang took the takeout with her when she went out.
As soon as I got back to the neighborhood, I saw the drunkard's wife shouting at her door.
With a cold look in her eyes, Rong Chang walked up.
"What's wrong?" She curled her lips into a cold smile.
Lin Fang turned around and saw her coming. She immediately became agitated and bared her teeth and claws, "You heartless woman, it's all your fault that my husband is like this."
"How could you beat him like this? Huh? You filthy woman, I'm going to skin you alive today!"
She rolled up her sleeves and stormed toward Rong Shang.
Before she even touched her, Rong Shang had already quickly walked past her.
"..."
"You're a guest staying here. Are you alright?"
"yes."
Rong Shang's attitude towards the police was relatively good.
Lin Fang dared not do anything reckless and stared at her intently from the side.
Where were you at 2 a.m.?
"I'm sleeping at home."
"You're lying!" Lin Fang immediately objected when she heard Rong Shang say that to the police.
She pointed at her with her finger, extremely agitated, "My husband says you hit him, that you hit him at the stairwell and you still dare to deny it?"
"Alright, please calm down, family members." Someone stopped her. "We are still investigating, and we cannot yet confirm whether the murderer is her."
How can you be sure that what a drunk person says is true?
She was questioned at the door for a full twenty minutes, and by the time she got back to her residence, her takeout was cold.
Rong Shang reheated it in the microwave before eating it.
Then she opened her phone and saw a push notification on Toutiao about Gu Xingchen.
What is it?
He said that when he attended an event this morning, there was blood on his white shirt.
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