"That night, he ruined me in the bamboo forest."
"After I came back, I washed myself for a long time, and I could still smell the smell of alcohol on myself and his stench."
She spoke intermittently, and the house was eerily quiet. Only the cicadas outside the yard were chirping.
"I thought it was just an accident, but to my surprise, he turned out to be a devil."
"He is a drunkard and drinks frequently."
"I was too scared to go out. Later, he ran to my house when no one was around."
"It wasn't until someone came to talk to me that I saw hope that I could finally escape from him."
"Who knew that you would come to visit me without a home?"
"I had no choice but to agree, thinking that if I get married, he would not dare to come again."
Speaking of this, she glanced at Yang Chenxi: "Two days before the wedding, he came here."
"When you were born, you were born early. You were so fat that you didn't look like a baby who was not full-term."
"They say I was tired from working when I was pregnant with my baby."
"I still don't know whose seed you are."
Yang Chenxi's head hurt from throbbing. His father sat next to him, smoking a cigarette with his head down, saying nothing.
After a while of silence, he threw away the cigarette butts and rubbed the soles of his Jiefang shoes vigorously, as if venting his anger.
Yang Chenxi's mother laughed at herself: "How can such a scumbag be my father?"
Smiling, tears flowed down again: "Others don't know my life experience, but they must know it all."
"He is worse than a pig or a dog. No wonder everyone in his family is dead."
"No, I am also his son. I don't want to live anymore..."
At this time, Yang Chenxi received a call from Zhou Zhimo: "Liu Yuqin passed away."
His frown deepened, he put down the phone and whispered: "That woman is dead."
Yang Chenxi's mother raised her head and smiled: "Okay, everyone deserves to die."
Zhou Zhimo was in the conference room, having a meeting with his colleagues, and the surveillance video was sorted out.
A colleague introduced the situation: "According to the time on the video, after Yang Chenxi and the old man left, Tang Shouren entered the yard."
"Tang Shouren stayed in front of the door. He was watching Yang Chenxi leave."
"Tang Shouren left the yard an hour later, appearing to be in a hurry."
Liang Yinuo asked: "Could it be that Tang Shouren killed Liu Yuqin?"
He analyzed: "Tang Shouren is currently on the rise. The appearance of Liu Yuqin, an illegitimate daughter, and his family is undoubtedly something that worries him."
"To him, it was a bomb that could go off at any time."
"He might as well kill Liu Yuqin. Then the family will have no hope and there will be no future troubles."
"Of course, it won't affect his career."
A colleague nodded: "It's possible."
Zhou Zhimo said in a deep voice: "Now we need to find evidence."
"Tang Shouren had the time and motive to commit the crime."
"Moreover, at the crime scene that day, he really didn't want the police to get involved in the matter and tried his best to explain that his mother committed suicide."
"This is very suspicious."
"Well, let's go to the crime scene again and see if we can find any clues."
In the old courtyard where Liu Yuqin died, Zhou Zhimo and his party were searching carefully again, hoping to find any clues.
Zhou Zhimo walked into the room and recalled Liu Yuqin's appearance that day.
He approached the window, bent down to examine it carefully, squatted down again, turned on the flashlight, and looked at the wall and the ground.
Suddenly, a reflective object stuck in the corner of the sofa leg caught his eye.
Zhou Zhimo pulled on his glove, reached over and took it out. It was a button, which was very unique.
Return to the unit and look at the forensic examination report.
Zhou Zhimo thought for a long time and finally gave the order: "Go and ask Tang Shouren to come."
Soon, Tang Shouren was brought back.
Sitting in the interrogation room, Tang Shouren looked at Zhou Zhimo with a gentle expression: "Officer Zhou, I didn't expect that we would meet in this way so soon."
"Won't you explain it to me?"
Zhou Zhimo looked at him and said, "Director Tang, do you have nothing to say to us?"
Tang Shouren smiled: "Oh? What do you want to hear?"
"I am a law-abiding Communist Party member. You have to give me a reasonable explanation."
Zhou Zhimo asked him: "What do you think about the death of your mother?"
Tang Shouren sniffed: "This is my family matter."
"As I said last time, my mother is old and misses her late father."
"I couldn't think about it for a moment and went to an extreme."
Zhou Zhimo told him: "The forensic examination report shows that your mother did not commit suicide but died of homicide."
Tang Shouren stood up in surprise, then fell into his chair: "Are you telling the truth?"
Zhou Zhimo nodded: "You can't be wrong."
Tang Shouren looked at the ground without saying a word. His heart was already in a mess.
That day in the house, he did have murderous intentions towards his mother and wanted to eliminate future troubles.
But in the end, listening to his mother's tearful narration, he still couldn't make the move and left in a hurry.
Therefore, after receiving the news of his mother's death, Tang Shouren thought that his mother finally chose to take her own life.
He was worried that the police would know too much during the investigation, which would be disgraceful after all.
And if the police launch an investigation, word will soon spread in this small town.
By then, it will have some impact on you.
Therefore, Tang Shouren tried his best to dissuade Officer Zhou. His mother committed suicide and there should be no further investigation.
So in this situation, could it be that the mother really committed suicide? Then who would want to kill her?
Tang Shouren raised his head and asked with tears in his eyes: "Have you found any clues?"
"Who, who killed my mother?"
Zhou Zhimo told him: "According to the current clues, the last person to see her was you."
"You are the biggest suspect."
Tang Shouren shook his head: "It's not me, it's not me."
"It must be them."
Zhou Zhimo asked him: "Who is it?"
Tang Shouren said: "The woman came to my house with her son to find my mother and begged her for help."
"Later, the old man from that family also came."
"At that time, the young man said that his brother died because of Jiaojiao."
"His mother must be saved now."
Tang Shouren said excitedly: "He must have done it. He killed my mother for revenge."
Zhou Zhimo looked at him and said, "According to the surveillance on the roadside, you entered the yard after Yang Chenlin left."
"And at that time, when you saw your mother, was she still alive?"
Tang Shouren nodded: "But what happens after I leave? He has every chance."
"Isn't it easy for a strong young man to deal with an old man?"
Zhou Zhimo told him: "The surveillance did not capture Yang Chenxi's return."
"I've already asked. After he left your house that day, he took the old man back with him."
