In the interrogation room.
She remained calm from beginning to end, eating calmly, drinking water calmly, and cooperating with the police investigation calmly.
It was not until the discussion of Tian Xiu'e's autopsy report that the calmness on Song Xijiao's face began to crack. She looked at Zhang Yan in astonishment.
"What did you say? Um..."
"My...grandmother...grandmother...was...cut...open...by you...just...just...just...to...get...evidence...to...accuse...me?"
Song Xijiao looked up at the ceiling, tears rolling down her eyes and dripping onto the table in the interrogation room, making a "pa pa" sound.
Zhang Yan looked at Song Xijiao, was silent for a moment, and then spoke.
"An autopsy is a normal procedure. We didn't dissect your grandmother to accuse you. The autopsy report included a very detailed examination of her organs and a very detailed analysis of the food in her stomach."
Song Xijiao turned to look at Zhang Yan, her eyes blurred with tears, and asked with a choked voice.
"Food in her stomach. You cut open her stomach just to check her stomach?"
Zhang Yan was silent for a moment before he spoke.
"This is normal procedure for an autopsy."
"hehe."
Song Xijiao sneered, but that smile was uglier than crying.
"Officer Zhang, I know that's standard procedure, but... she's my loved one! She's passed away! And her son has to sign documents consenting to an autopsy, and use it to accuse... me."
"I am the granddaughter of Tian Xiu'e and the eldest daughter of Zhao Hairong. My biological father accused me of killing my grandmother, my biological grandmother. She was disemboweled just to get evidence to accuse me of parricide. Hehe... hehe..."
"How ridiculous, how absurd, how pathetic!"
"Officer Zhang, do you know what it feels like to be betrayed by your loved ones?"
"Do you know what it's like to not have peace after a loved one passes away?"
"Zhao Hairong...he hates me so much that he's willing to sacrifice his mother's body to destroy me. Hahahaha, he's such a good father to me!"
"Do you know what I'm thinking right now?"
"I was actually thinking, fortunately my grandmother didn't know about this. Fortunately, she didn't know. Before her body was even cold, her son took her autopsy report and ran to the police station to accuse her granddaughter of murdering her. Haha, I really... I really..."
You are too soft-hearted. If that is the case, then no one should live.
Her hands were handcuffed to the table. She looked down at the silver handcuffs and didn't cry. Instead, she laughed. Her laughter echoed in the interrogation room.
Zhang Yan has handled many cases and seen many suspects, but this is the first time he has seen someone like Song Xijiao.
It was said that she killed her own grandmother, but in her eyes there was a deep love for the old woman.
She said she didn't kill him, but the autopsy report showed that the old man died of poisoning.
He reached out and knocked on the table.
"Ms. Song, please cooperate with the investigation."
Song Xijiao stopped laughing, looked up at Zhang Yan with a dull look in her eyes, and muttered to herself.
"I actually still have extravagant hopes, extravagant hopes that he would consider family affection. I actually still have extravagant hopes, haha, I am so stupid, so stupid."
"Please continue asking, Officer Zhang." She looked up and smiled gently and distantly.
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“…………”
Song Xijiao sat on the corner of the bed with her hands on her knees, staring at the wall with empty eyes.
I don’t know how long it took, but the door of the detention room was opened and Lisa walked in with a cup of instant noodles and a sausage in her hands.
"Miss Song, please eat something."
She helped Song Xijiao open the lid of the instant noodles, put the sausage into the bucket, and then inserted the fork into the lid.
"Officer Li, what time is it now?"
"It's half past twelve. Eat something to fill your stomach."
In the past, grandma would always save the things she thought were delicious for her, such as an apple, a banana, or a steamed bun.
“…………”
At 2:30 PM, Pei Zhiting arrived at the police station with the criminal defense lawyer team with the highest winning rate in Beijing.
As Song Xijiao's attorney, he requested to meet his client and Song Xijiao's supervisor Zhang Yan.
Seven hours later, Pei Zhiting met Song Xijiao.
She was wearing an orange detention uniform, with her hands handcuffed. She sat on a chair in the interrogation room with a dazed expression. Her hair was tied into a bun and hung behind her head, but the strands of hair were messily stuck to her forehead and cheeks. Her face was pale without a trace of blood, and she looked disheveled and decadent.
"Is Doudou okay? Are you okay? Don't worry! I didn't kill anyone. I'll be out in forty-eight hours at most."
He was at one end of the table and she was at the other. He wanted to hold her in his arms, but his outstretched hand could only hang in mid-air. He couldn't even hold her hand.
"Well, you didn't kill anyone. I believe you. Doudou is fine, and I'm fine too. Jiaojiao... don't be afraid. I will let you walk out of here unharmed. I will take you home."
"I'm not afraid."
"Pei Zhiting, with you by my side, I'm really...really not afraid."
"Officer Zhang, can I have a few words alone with my husband?"
"You have five minutes."
He turned and walked out of the interrogation room. Only Song Xijiao and Pei Zhiting were left in the interrogation room.
"I know you didn't kill anyone, but I want you to come out. I don't want you to stay here."
"What I want...is not just to get out, I want...to walk out of here with a clear conscience and dignity."
Pei Zhiting just wanted her to get out quickly, but he forgot that what she wanted was not just freedom, she also wanted innocence. She would rather stay here for forty-eight hours than walk out of here suspected of being a murderer.
"Okay." He said softly, "I promise you."
Not long after Pei Zhiting left, Zhao Ruoxue came with a hypocritical look on her face. She was heartbroken and angry about her sister killing her grandmother.
"Sister, how could you kill grandma? She was so kind to you, how could you have the heart to do that to her?"
"Zhao Ruoxue, don't be anxious! Our game has only just begun after I leave. Just wait and see. We...will fight to the death."
"Song Xijiao, what do you mean?"
"Do you know Pei Zhiting?"
"What do you mean?"
"Haha... You'll find out soon, Zhao Ruoxue. Just wait and see! Believe me, you'll soon... go to hell."
Zhao Ruoxue was horrified. She didn't even have time to ask why before she was asked to leave by the police.
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