Chapter 57 Help Me Get Rid of Xu Yao
"Qiuyue? Which Qiuyue? Your 'dead' old lover?" Xu Yao sneered, ruthlessly exposing Sun Zhiqiang's fantasy, "If she could really come back, would she wait until now?"
Sun Zhiqiang was hit in a sore spot and jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on. If he hadn't been held down by the police, he would have pounced on Xu Yao and eaten her alive.
"You're talking nonsense! Qiuyue...she just left temporarily!" Sun Zhiqiang roared at the top of his lungs, the veins on his neck popped out like twisted earthworms.
"Leave temporarily? I think you've disappeared forever!" Xu Yao glanced at him with contempt, her tone full of disdain, "Sun Zhiqiang, that's all you can do. You live in a dream all day long and don't dare to face reality."
"You..." Sun Zhiqiang was so angry that he was shaking all over, but he was powerless to refute. He could only struggle in vain like a clown.
Several people entered the street office one after another.
As soon as she entered the door, Xu Yao felt a depressing atmosphere coming towards her.
The conference room was full of people, a dark mass, like a group of crows awaiting trial.
"Everyone is here, let's start now." The director of the subdistrict office cleared his throat and broke the silence.
His poker face, which never changes, seemed even more serious today, like a piece of cold iron.
Xu Yao took a deep breath and calmed herself down.
She knew that today's hearing would be the battlefield for her counterattack.
She walked to the table and slowly opened the brown paper bag in front of everyone.
With a "rustle", several yellowed papers slid out and lay quietly on the table.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the papers. The air seemed to freeze and even the breathing became cautious.
"Is this... a baby's death certificate?" someone whispered, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.
The director of the subdistrict office picked up a certificate and looked at it carefully. Then, his eyes, which had originally been expressionless, suddenly widened as if he had seen a ghost.
With a trembling voice, he read out the date on the certificate word by word: "March...12...1969..."
His voice became smaller and smaller, and finally almost inaudible. Only a "clucking" sound came from his throat, like an old hen with its neck strangled.
March 12, 1969!
This date, like a bolt of lightning, split the fog in everyone's heart.
Isn’t this the day Xu Qiuyue was born?
For a moment, the entire venue fell into deathly silence.
Everyone had their eyes wide open and their mouths agape, like a group of petrified sculptures.
"Impossible... This is impossible..." The third sister suddenly screamed, her voice so sharp that it seemed to pierce people's eardrums.
She rushed to the table, grabbed the death certificates, and tore them apart desperately like a mad beast.
"It's fake! It's all fake! You guys are teaming up to deceive me!" The third sister yelled at the top of her lungs, her face covered with tears and snot, like a mad woman.
"Enough!" The director of the subdistrict office slammed the table with a loud "bang", which scared everyone.
"Xu Qiuyue, do you have anything else to say?" The director's voice was as cold as if it came from hell, without a trace of emotion.
The third sister collapsed on the ground like a puddle of mud, no longer having the arrogance she had just now.
At this moment, Xue Han suddenly stood up.
He took out an iron box from his arms and placed it gently on the table.
"Inside are the letters written by Sun Zhiqiang to Xu Qiuyue, a total of twenty-three letters." Xue Han's voice was low and powerful, like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart.
He opened the box, took out the letter on top, and read it slowly: "Qiuyue, help me get rid of Xu Yao, she took away my future..."
The handwriting on the letter was like a twisted poisonous snake, baring its fangs and claws, revealing Sun Zhiqiang's dark heart to people.
"It's fake! It's all fake!" Sun Zhiqiang suddenly laughed, his laughter full of despair and madness, "You forged evidence to frame me!"
Xu Yao looked at him coldly, with a mocking smile on her lips.
She pulled her phone out of her pocket and gently pressed the play button.
"Sun Zhiqiang, have you ever admitted that you want Xu Yao to 'disappear forever'?"
A familiar voice came from the phone. It was the quarrel she secretly recorded at Sun's house three hours ago.
Sun Zhiqiang's voice was clearly audible in the recording: "So what? That bitch should have died long ago!"
As soon as the recording finished, the entire venue fell into silence again.
Sun Zhiqiang slumped in his chair, staring at the ceiling with lifeless eyes, as if his soul had been sucked out.
"Sun Zhiqiang! What else do you have to say?" The director of the subdistrict office roared, shaking the teacups on the table.
Sun Zhiqiang did not answer. He just kept repeating: "Fake... all fake..."
Suddenly, he jumped up and pounced on Xu Yao like a wounded beast.
"I'm going to kill you! It's all because of you, bitch!"
"Be careful!" Xue Han rushed forward, trying to stand in front of Xu Yao.
But it was too late. Sun Zhiqiang had already pounced in front of Xu Yao, stretched out his hands, and strangled her neck tightly.
"stop!"
"Pull him away!"
There was chaos in the venue, people were screaming in fear and dodging everywhere.
Two policemen rushed up and held Sun Zhiqiang tightly, but Sun Zhiqiang struggled desperately like a madman. The veins on his neck bulged out like hideous earthworms.
"Let me go... I want to kill her..." Sun Zhiqiang roared, his eyes full of bloodshot.
"Calm down!" A policeman held his head tightly and shouted sternly.
"Calm down? How can I calm down?!" Sun Zhiqiang suddenly raised his head and shouted at the police, "Do you know who she is? She..."
Before he could finish his words, Sun Zhiqiang suddenly stopped and stared straight ahead, as if he had seen something terrible.
"She...she..." Sun Zhiqiang's voice trembled like sifting chaff.
Sun Zhiqiang seemed to be acupunctured. He stared at Xu Yao's neck. The arrogance he had just shown disappeared in an instant, as if he had seen a ghost.
He trembled, pointing at Xu Yao, like an old, dilapidated cassette player, repeating only a few words: "She...she...she..."
The director of the subdistrict office frowned so hard that he could kill a fly. He waved his hand and announced: "Comrade Sun Zhiqiang, in view of your corrupt morals and improper work style, the subdistrict office has decided to permanently cancel your qualification to join the army!"
This news was like a bolt from the blue, which struck Sun Zhiqiang hard on the outside and tender on the inside.
He collapsed to the ground, completely losing the ability to resist.
And the third sister could not escape legal punishment.
The director of the subdistrict office announced righteously: "Xu Qiuyue, you are suspected of forging documents, malicious defamation, abetting crime and other crimes. You are now handed over to the judicial authorities for handling!"
"I don't accept it! You are wronging me!" The third sister screamed at the top of her lungs, but her defense seemed pale and powerless in the face of the hard evidence, and she was soon taken away by the police like a turkey to be slaughtered.
When the dust settled, Xu Yao breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if the huge rock that had been weighing on her heart had finally fallen to the ground.
Xue Han handed over a cup of hot tea, and warmth instantly spread throughout the body.
She took the teacup, but found a folded note at the bottom of the cup with a few words written on it in a flamboyant style: "Accompany me to get the marriage certificate tomorrow." Xu Yao's mouth curled up slightly, and she felt extremely happy.
Just as the third sister was being escorted out of the street office, she suddenly winked at Xu Yao strangely.
At that moment, Xu Yao noticed a dark red birthmark flash across her third sister's neck - it exactly matched the characteristics described on the baby's death certificate.
"Wait!" Xu Yao shouted, but her third sister had already been taken into the police car.
She walked quickly to the window of the street office detention room, with a complicated look on her face...
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