Chapter 4: what kind of woman am i
Three years later, one day, Ling Zhiwei was reading the classics of criminal psychology in the library, when she suddenly received a text message from her aunt for help.
She still clearly remembers the content of the text message.
She has always been kind, although she regretted that her favorite third uncle had alienated her a lot from her two years ago, but she never thought of letting her aunt die.
So, she went, and was put together again by the same person.
The aunt told the criminals that it was her Ling Zhiwei who tried her best to protect Su Yuqing. Without her, Su Yuqing would have died three years ago, and there would have been no chance to kill their boss.
The arrow points directly at Ling Zhiwei in an instant.
Although Ling Zhiwei was surprised, puzzled, and regretful, she was no longer the child who didn't understand anything three years ago.
In the past two years, she has been delving into everything related to criminal investigation.
She also knew of a science called criminal psychology.
She kept calm and let these criminals follow her thoughts step by step, but she never imagined that her aunt not only wanted her to save her, but also wanted her to die here.
The aunt kept repeating the imaginary scene of Su Yuqing killing their boss three years ago, trying to anger these outlaws to kill Ling Zhiwei, but unexpectedly, these people stared at Zou Xiaoru fiercely, and pushed Zou Xiaoru off the cliff during the dispute.
Su Yuqing came and knocked to see this scene.
Knock saw her standing "indifferently" on the edge of the cliff, and Knock heard Zou Xiaoru's shrill cry:
This sentence, just eleven words, convicted her and sent her to eighteen layers of hell.
She was not convinced and still struggled, but when the text message from Zou Xiaoru disappeared on her phone, and the call log showed that she had called Zou Xiaoru three times in a row, she couldn't explain it at all.
At that time, she howled and cried, feeling so wronged, she knelt on the ground, hugged Su Yuqing's leg, looked up at the omnipotent **** in her heart, and said, "Third uncle, you will definitely believe Zhizhi. Right? You are the leader of the serious crime team, you must be able to find evidence to prove Zhizhi's innocence, right?"
But the man just gave her a cold look with a low eyebrow, and then kicked her away.
Ling Zhiwei clutched her chest and looked at him in disbelief, the man's voice colder than Han Bing swayed in the room, "Ling Zhiwei, I thought I met you and Xiao Ru in the alley three years ago who were bullied by criminals. At that time, you pushed Xiao Ru out just because you were still young, and you would be afraid in that kind of situation, but now... you are really vicious to the extreme, and you dare to kill! Third Uncle really misread you! "
"No! I didn't! Third Uncle, I didn't!"
"No? Do you think I'm deaf? Xiaoru called out when she fell off the cliff. She was asking you, 'Zhiwei, why are you doing this to me', how desperate and painful she must have been at that time?"
The blood on Ling Zhiwei's face faded. She didn't know how desperate and painful Zou Xiaoru was. She only knew that she was so desperate that she was suffocating, and she wanted to die on the spot.
Over the years, the words Zou Xiaoru shouted when he fell off the cliff trapped more than Su Yuqing alone.
In the middle of the night, Ling Zhiwei often heard that sentence, circling and twisting, making her unable to sleep at all.
She couldn't figure it out, why did the aunt distort the facts and go against her little girl?
…
"Ok…"
The man grabbed her slender waist and stared at her fiercely, "Why don't you dare to answer? Did I get it right?"
As the memory returned, Ling Zhiwei's empty eyes slowly gathered. He looked at Su Yuqing and couldn't help touching the man's stiff profile, "Yuqing, you were ten when I was three, that was the first time we met. Growing up with me, do you really think that I am a woman who will kill my relatives ruthlessly?"
Su Yuqing's eyes blurred for a moment.
Then he thought of Zou Xiaoru's shrill cry before his death, and his eyes became cold and disgusting. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the sweaty woman under him, and sneered: "Everyone in Jincheng knows that you love me, and that you want to get yourself. Your third uncle went crazy and turned into a demon, what does murder mean to you?"
"I don't care what those people think, I only care what you think! You never thought that if I really pushed my aunt off the cliff, why didn't the police arrest me and go to jail?"
Hearing this, the yin in the man's eyes became more and more intense.
He pushed it so hard that the woman's head hit the iron frame of the hospital bed.
"Do you think that if it wasn't for your father, my good eldest brother saved my life and broke a leg when I was a child, I would have allowed a woman like you to go unpunished?"