Zhou Zhimo put down the documents and returned to the interrogation room.
Wang Xuechan has calmed down a lot, and the delicacy and elegance of the past have long been lost on her face.
Zhou Zhimo asked her: "Where is He Yanchang's head?"
Wang Xuechan looked at him: "Can you give me a cigarette?"
Zhou Zhimo glanced at Liang Yinuo, who took out a cigarette and handed it to her, lighting it for her.
Wang Xuechan took a breath, slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, half-squinted her eyes, and fell into the past...
"That head is in the cemetery in Yushuliang."
She said intermittently: "It was almost dark when I cut off his head."
"Wrap him in a sheet and carry his head in a bag and walk to the cemetery."
"I dug a pit, put him in, picked up the soil bit by bit, and buried him while crying."
"I don't know if I was feeling it, but I knelt on the ground and the child in my belly kicked me."
"I was shocked and frightened, so I ran away in a hurry."
"I took off my coat, soiled it in the mud and threw it in the dump."
"I didn't dare to go home. I went directly to the hospital and was hospitalized."
Zhou Zhimo asked her: "Didn't the police ask you for questioning?"
Wang Xuechan said: "In order to be wary of my husband's family, no one in the work unit knew about the acquaintance between He Yanchang and I."
"He Yanchang has a good reputation and knows many women. I am very cautious."
"Even when He Yanchang found the unit that day, he saw me on the road and chased me."
"No one knows about our relationship, and the people around him don't know about me either."
"The police naturally didn't find me."
"The worry passed like this, and this matter gradually became an unsolved case."
"Anyway, he doesn't have many promising people left alive, so no one will care about him."
Wang Xuechan took another puff of cigarette: "Until Yang Chenlin, who lives in Maple Bay, died, my mother-in-law was talking about retribution."
"I suddenly panicked. Could it be that the evil consequences I planted back then were really retributive?"
"What scares me even more is that that family is actually the daughter of my mother-in-law."
"If we really want to save that woman, Jiaojiao will definitely be taken to the hospital for comparison."
"In this way, Jiaojiao's life experience will be exposed."
"Everyone will know that his biological father is not Tang Shouren, but the famous He Yanchang back then."
"The police will soon find out that I am the murderer who killed He Yanchang."
"I can't let Jiaojiao know about such a miserable life experience."
"I'm going to stop this from happening."
"I know that my mother-in-law is greedy for life and afraid of death, and she is selfish. She will not sacrifice herself."
"So, I helped her and sent her away."
"She still cherished her life. Before leaving, she pulled off my buttons."
Wang Xuechan looked at Zhou Zhimo: "I burned the clothes when I got home, so I went late that day."
After listening to Wang Xuechan's confession, everyone fell silent. No one expected that there would be such a story behind it.
Zhou Zhimo's phone rang: "There was a murder in Maple Bay, someone killed someone!"
I didn't bother to sigh about the past, I solved a dusty old case, and I didn't have time to be happy.
This sudden call made Zhou Zhimo feel as uncomfortable as a volcano about to erupt.
When they drove to Maple Bay, they went to the crime scene.
I saw the lights were on and some people gathered around.
Seeing the police coming, everyone voluntarily gave way.
The township police who arrived first came over to introduce the situation: "It was the villagers who called the police."
"When we arrived, the man was already dead and had no vital signs."
"The deceased was an old man named Deng Zhongzheng. The villagers said he was in good health."
"Everyone in his family has passed away, leaving him alone to live."
"The perpetrator is the Yang family's wife."
"No one knows why. Normally there is no hatred between the two families. The Yang family's daughter-in-law is also an honest person and usually has no temper."
The man shook his head and sighed: "Hey, my youngest son just died not long ago, he must have been stimulated."
Zhou Zhimo looked over and saw Yang Chenxi kneeling on the ground, and the old woman next to him was his mother.
He walked over and saw faint blood stains on the ground illuminated by the light. The old woman lowered her head and cried.
Zhou Zhimo stood nearby and asked Yang Chenxi, "What's going on?"
Hearing the voice, Yang Chenxi raised his head and saw Zhou Zhimo, tears streaming down his face: "My mother..."
Zhou Zhimo whispered: "Come here, I have something to ask you."
Yang Chenxi let go of his mother, stood up, and followed Zhou Zhimo to a place with few people.
Zhou Zhimo asked him: "Did your mother kill him?"
Yang Chenxi nodded with difficulty: "Yes."
Zhou Zhimo asked in a low voice: "Why?"
Yang Chenxi lowered his head, tears rolling to the ground.
Zhou Zhimo persuaded: "Now that it's like this, please explain clearly first, what exactly happened?"
"Why did your mother suddenly kill someone?"
He asked in disbelief: "Did Yang Chenlin's and Liu Yuqin's affairs irritate her?"
Yang Chenxi cried out through his teeth: "The person who died was a beast!"
Zhou Zhimo was confused and felt Yang Chenlin's extremely suppressed pain and anger.
Yang Chenxi took a deep breath and told him: "Liu Yuqin told me and grandma that that beast is my mother's biological father."
He raised his head and looked at Zhou Zhimo: "My mother went crazy after hearing this."
"Only then did we realize that that beast had ruined my mother over and over again."
Yang Chenxi pressed her chest and cried: "He clearly knows that my mother is his biological daughter!"
Zhou Zhimo was also shocked. Yang Chenxi choked and said, "My mother said that she might have been pregnant before marrying my father."
Yang Chenxi's face turned red, he cried so hard that he couldn't open his eyes, and choked with sobs: "I am the bastard of that beast!"
He bit his lip, trying his best to hold back and prevent himself from exploding.
Regarding such a complicated relationship, even Zhou Zhimo, who has seen many dispute cases, feels overwhelmed and cannot fully understand it for a while, let alone Yang Chenxi, who is a party involved, how can he accept it?
Zhou Zhimo didn't know how to comfort the young man. He could only put his hand on Yang Chenxi's shoulder and pat him gently.
After others surveyed the scene, they came over to Zhou Zhimo: "Master, the on-site work is over."
"The deceased was stabbed 18 times and died of excessive bleeding."
"The murderer..." Looking at Yang Chenxi who was standing next to Zhou Zhimo, he didn't say any more.
Zhou Zhimo nodded: "I understand, let's follow the procedure."
He turned to Yang Chenxi and said, "Is there anything else you want to say to your mother?"
"Hurry up. In ten minutes, we will lead the team to leave."
After saying that, Zhou Zhimo made a gesture, led the people to retreat, and went to the roadside to wait.
