Liu Qing quickly raised his head to look at him, and then quickly lowered his head. If Zhou Zhimo hadn't been looking at him, he might have thought it was his imagination.
Liu Qing spoke very fast and in a low voice: "I haven't been there."
Zhou Zhimo asked him: "Didn't you know she was missing for so many days?"
Liu Qing said: "People in the village said she went out to work."
Zhou Zhimo looked at this boring gourd, asking and answering questions, and felt anxious: "Didn't you ask her yourself?"
"Don't you usually contact me?"
Liu Qing told him: "I listen to her arrangements, and she usually comes to me."
"I didn't dare to go to her first. If I didn't obey, she would ignore me."
Zhou Zhimo raised his hand and rubbed his short hair: "Did you not know that Huang Juhua was gone until today?"
Liu Qing nodded: "Yes..."
He was silent for a few seconds, and then suddenly said: "Those men must have harmed her, I'm useless..."
As he spoke, Liu Qing was already squatting on the ground, hugging his knees with his arms, and started sobbing.
Just when Zhou Zhimo was about to pluck out his hair again, Xiaofeng came out.
Seeing Xiaofeng approaching, Zhou Zhimo also strode towards him.
Xiaofeng told him excitedly: "Suo Zhou, the test results are out."
Zhou Zhimo asked him: "What was the result?"
Xiaofeng said: "The skin tissue and blood stains beside the bed have been confirmed to be left by Zhao Hongsheng."
"The ashes you gave me do have residual blood stains on them."
"That's the blood of yellow chrysanthemum."
"Currently, no trace of Liu Qing has been found."
Zhou Zhimo pointed at Liu Qing, who was squatting on the roadside crying, and called Xiao Qin who had just come out of the house: "Let him go back first."
Xiao Qin went over and patted Liu Qing on the shoulder: "Liu Qing, you have nothing to do for the time being. You go back and wait for news."
Liu Qing turned around and looked up at him: "I'm not going back, I'm going to wait here."
"I want to wait for you to find out who killed her."
"From now on, I can go to her grave and burn paper so that I can tell her."
Facing such an infatuated man, Xiao Qin was speechless for a moment and had no choice but to let him go.
When you are busy, time always passes faster, and it is getting late.
Zhou Zhimo looked at Liu Qing's shrunken figure squatting on the ground. In the last ray of sunset, he looked lonely and desolate, just like the speechless Liangshan Mountain.
At that moment, Zhou Zhimo made a decision, turned around and walked into the infusion room.
Sit down on the chair, lean against the back of the chair, and turn the pen on the table in your right hand.
He looked at Zhao Hongsheng lying on the bed: "Zhao Hongsheng, tell me for yourself, what did you do when you went to Huang Juhua's house that night?"
"If you don't want others to know, you have to do nothing."
"With so many eyes in the village staring at you, you thought you were doing everything perfectly. You didn't know someone saw you that night, right?"
"It gets dark early now. People passing by see the yellow chrysanthemums and the door is closed after four o'clock."
"Immediately afterwards, Li Laosan called her from across the road, but Huang Juhua did not respond."
"It got dark soon. You went to her house and discovered Huang Juhua's relationship with someone else. So, you killed her."
Zhou Zhimo slapped the table and emphasized his tone: "But you don't know that the person who came out of Huang Juhua's house that night didn't go far, he was outside."
Zhao Hongsheng secretly clenched his fists and glared at Zhou Zhimo fiercely.
Zhou Zhimo was calm and looked at him calmly: "Repent of what I did carelessly? It's too late."
"Anyway, you can't escape."
"However, it's not impossible."
"If you want to win leniency, take the chance and speak up for yourself."
Zhao Hongsheng's clenched fists had veins popping out. He looked at Zhou Zhimo with wide eyes and squeezed out a sentence through his teeth: "Who is that man?"
Zhao Hongsheng was filled with anger: "Who is he?"
The corners of Zhou Zhimo's mouth raised slightly: "You don't have to worry about who it is. In short, we not only have witnesses."
"There is also physical evidence."
"The bed was very clean, but I was too anxious. There was a bit of your flesh on the bedside, and we found it."
Zhou Zhimo looked at him and said slowly: "On the bedside, I also found a fingerprint. You were too careless."
Zhao Hongsheng tried to sit up excitedly, but failed. He glared at Zhou Zhimo: "It's impossible. Why are there still fingerprints? I wiped them clean."
Zhou Zhimo adjusted his sitting posture and looked at him: "Really? Tell me."
"Now that you've admitted it, just be happy."
Zhao Hongsheng looked at Zhou Zhimo. If his eyes could eat people, Zhou Zhimo would have no scum left at this moment.
He realized that he had been tricked and had let the news slip.
But he still wants to know, who is the man who should be killed?
Zhao Hongsheng bit his back teeth and asked Zhou Zhimo: "Who is that wild man?"
Zhou Zhimo looked at him: "If you want to know who that person is, the only way is to explain it yourself. Maybe you will have a chance to see him."
"You can't find it out yourself, and you won't have the chance to look for it."
Zhao Hongsheng wanted to know who the man was. He thought to himself: "I failed to kill him. Not only did he sleep with my woman, he also sued me. What a shame!"
Zhou Zhimo waited: "I'll wait for you for a minute. If you don't tell me, we will finalize the decision."
"Of course, you have no circumstances to surrender. Your crime is heinous and there will be no leniency."
Zhao Hongsheng glared at him: "I didn't plead guilty, you can't sentence me."
Zhou Zhi Mo Yun told him calmly: "I just told you that we have the witnesses and the physical evidence."
"Don't worry, we'll hand all this over to the court. Even if you don't open your mouth, we can still convict you."
"Of course, it's different from surrendering. There won't be any leniency in this case."
Zhou Zhimo looked at the time and reminded him: "There are still twenty seconds."
Zhao Hongsheng was silent until Zhou Zhimo stood up, lifted his legs and walked away. When he was about to leave, he finally spoke: "I confess..."
Zhou Zhimo did not sit down, but stopped and looked at him.
Zhao Hongsheng said in a deep voice: "In that case, if I go to find her, the door won't open."
Zhou Zhimo then sat down and waved to Liang Yinuo, who was sitting by the window, asking him to come over.
Liang Yinuo put the recorder on the table, spread out the notebook and continued to prepare.
Zhao Hongsheng stopped looking at them. He was probably too tired to keep turning his head and staring at people. His neck felt uncomfortable and his eyes were tired.
He looked at the ceiling: "I didn't say anything, I just slammed the door hard, and she knew it was me."
"It took me a long time to open the door. When I walked in, I saw that she had just climbed out of bed."
"She went to bed just after dark. She didn't open the door for a long time, and her face was still red."
"I knew there was something wrong. When I walked to the bed, I smelled something fishy."
"That bitch must have just slept with someone. I was late and didn't catch that wild man."
