At eleven o'clock in the evening, Ke Baoli had not stopped, and the hotel waiter had come to deliver wine for the third time.

Uneasy, he knocked on the door.

"Mr. Wen."

"Mr. Wen."

No one in the room answered.

"I'm in." Ke Baoli informed, pushed the door and entered.

What a heavy smell of wine.

The ground was full of staggered wine bottles, and Wen Shiyu was lying next to the wine bottles.

There was no air conditioning in the room and it was a bit cold.

Ke Baoli stepped forward: "Mr. Wen." ”

"Mr. Wen."

Wen Shiyu moved slightly.

Ke Baoli squatted down to help him: "Sir, I'll help you go to bed." ”

He shook his head, and sat up by himself, the button of his collar was open casually, and he didn't know where he had lost his tie, because he had drunk a little too much, and his cold white skin was stained red by the smell of wine.

"Baoli."

Ke Baoli replied, "What's the matter, sir?" ”

He seemed to be saying to himself, "It's all my fault." ”

Ke Baoli didn't understand, leaned over: "What are you talking about?" ”

The moisture in his eyes was very heavy, and the corners of his eyes were red, and he seemed to have no strength, so he lay down again, lying on the carpet, and whispered like a dream: "It's all my fault." ”

"You shouldn't be looking for pearls."

"She shouldn't have given her shoes."

"She shouldn't have suffered so much."

"It's all my fault...... Blame me ......"

There was no sound in the back, and he lay there, motionless.

He drank a lot of wine, Ke Baoli had never seen him like this, he didn't see the slightest elegance in his usual life, he was very embarrassed, and he was also very fragile, as if he was degrading himself.

"Mr. Wen, I don't blame you." Ke Baoli brought the quilt, covered him, and boldly muttered, "I don't blame you, you love her so much." ”

It rained heavily during the night, and puddles in the streets turned the city upside down. The wind of early spring is still wrapped in a layer of cold, the willow trees have begun to bud, the beautiful girl has taken off her heavy cotton jacket, and the colorful skirt has added a new color to the traffic.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Ouyang Ye met with his client.

"W-What?"

After Wen Zhaofang listened, the whole person was struck by lightning.

Ouyang Ye repeated: "The police have found Qiao Liangtian's bones. ”

She was so flustered that her handcuffs hit the table and made a piercing sound: "Did Xu Tanling say it?" Isn't she! ”

Ouyang Ye said: "It shouldn't be, she went back after recording her confession yesterday morning, and the bones were found last night." ”

If she recruited it in the morning, the police would not wait until the evening to dig it up, so there was only one possibility.

Ouyang Ye guessed: "Your father betrayed you." ”

Wen Zhaofang was incredulous: "How could it be him?" How could he send his daughter to prison? She didn't believe it, shook her head vigorously, and said in her mouth, "Impossible, impossible......"

Ouyang Ye specializes in lawsuits for rich people, he has never seen any wealthy family dirty, and his face is very calm: "What's impossible, didn't you still send your daughter to the coffin?" ”

His words angered Wen Zhaofang, she gritted her teeth in disgust, and yelled: "She's not my daughter, she's a wild seed!" If it weren't for her, my daughter wouldn't have been stillborn! ”

It turns out that there is such a play.

Ouyang Ye was not interested in the private affairs of the parties who had nothing to do with the case, and he got back to the point: "Ms. Wen, the direction of our defense should be changed, you can admit your guilt." ”

Wen Zhaofang was furious: "You made me confess? ”

"Rest easy." Ouyang Ye explained to her unhurriedly, "The crime of intentional homicide is already a certainty, it's useless if you don't admit it, it's better to admit guilt." He suddenly asked without a clue, "Ms. Wen, how are you doing lately?" Have you ever had episodes of mania and depression? ”

Wen Zhaofang immediately understood what he meant.

At this time, the people from the second brigade and the procuratorate were sitting at the same table for a meeting.

Wang Gang mentioned mental illness.

Wang Dabin's voice was loud: "Psychotic? ”

Wang Gang elaborated: "Wen Zhaofang's mania has not recovered thirteen years ago, Ouyang Ye estimates that Wen Zhaofang will confess his guilt and start from mania again, and the evidence in the case of the Xu family's car accident is insufficient, he will definitely use doubtful interests to exploit loopholes." ”

The law is not perfect, there are loopholes to exploit, and the mouths of some lawyers are.

Chen Guigui spread his hands: "Killing, burying the body, and dealing with the scene, such a complete one-stop service, can't it prove that her mental state was normal at that time?" ”

Li Dabin said: "I think I can." ”

Tang Xiaozhong also said: "I also think I can." ”

Hu Biaoguo and his wife, Prosecutor Miao, said: "It depends on whether the judge and the jury think they can do it." ”

Ouyang Ye's legal cancer.

Hu Biaoguo reminded: "Leave Ouyang Ye behind, he is a person who will do anything to win the lawsuit." ”

The procuratorate applied for an expedited case, and Ms. Wen's case was scheduled for trial in late March. Xu Tanling promised to testify in court, and Wen Shiyu signed her into Tianguang according to the agreement.

She terminated the contract with Mai Ting, and there was no agent for the time being.

The assistant called and said, "Sister Ling, Mr. Wen will arrange for a new agent to come over tomorrow." ”

She hummed.

I don't know why, she agreed to appear in court, but Wen Hong didn't come to trouble her.

The assistant was still talking about the latest arrangement, when the lights in the room suddenly went out, and with a click, the bedroom door was closed.

Xu Tanling immediately stood up from the bed: "Who! ”

The assistant called out to her: "Sister Ling? ”

There was no light in the room, nothing could be seen, she stared in the direction of the door, and her face began to turn pale: "Who's there?" ”

The assistant was still shouting: "Sister Ling? ”

"Help me report—"

Before she could say the police word, she was kicked in the wrist, her phone hit the ground, and the screen cracked instantly.

I don't know when the window opened, and the wind blew in.

Xu Tanling trembled, stepped back, and searched around vigilantly: "You, who are you?" ”

The other party was in the direction of the left back, she deliberately lowered her voice, it was a female voice.

"Professional errand runner."

Ten minutes later, the phone with the cracked screen on the ground was picked up by a black-gloved hand: "Hey, Hongqiao Hospital?" Someone is drowning here. ”

The hospital asked where he was drowning.

Or the deliberately lowered female voice: "In the bathtub." ”

I have to leave that little white lotus breathing, and I have to testify in court.

At 8:23, Tangguang came back, and Rong Li was waiting for her under the street lamp at the entrance of the community.

The clothes she was wearing were not Xu Tanxi's, she bought them herself, all black, neat and cold, a pair of legs wrapped in tight black pencil pants, long and thin, the boots under her feet were very neutral style, wearing a peaked cap, and a waistless base inside the leather jacket.

She's really ......

I'm really not afraid of the cold.

Rong Li threw his coat to her: "Put it on." ”

Tang Guang put on his coat: "Waiting for me? ”

Rong Li didn't reply, and asked her, "When did you go out?" ”

"When you're cooking."

Xu Tanxi has insomnia these few nights, she is not in a good state, she took sleeping pills in the afternoon and fell asleep, and after falling asleep, Tangguang came out, and she went out with Rong Li on her back.

Rong Li was like a parent who caught a child skipping school: "Where did you go?" ”

"I'm going to beat people up."

She woke up once two days ago, and knew the virtue of Xu Tanling's little white lotus, if she didn't beat the little white lotus, her hands were itchy, anyway, it was beaten by a professional errand runner, and it was Wen Zhaofang's pot.

Rong Li made a straight face: "Who are you going to beat up in the future, tell me, don't go out alone." ”

He was tall, Tang Guang looked up at him, the brim of his hat covered a shadow in her eyes, and she smiled: "Worried about me?" ”

Rong Li corrected: "I'm worried about my family's Xu Tanxi." ”

She shrugged: "That's worrying about me." "Anyway, she is also Xu Tanxi.

She touched the small waist that was exposed: "I'm hungry, I haven't eaten yet." ”

Rong Li glanced at her waist, stepped forward, lowered his head and tightened the zipper of the coat on her body, then retreated, away from her, he walked in front: "Go back, the meal is ready." ”

Her coat was much bigger, and she rolled up her sleeves and followed him.

"Will you come out randomly?"

In the elevator, Rong Li suddenly asked.

Tang Guang said: "I will only come out when Tan Xi is deep in sleep, or when it is dangerous, but Guangguang is not necessarily, it is not qualitative." ”

Rong Li frowned.

The metal wall on the inner wall of the elevator reflected his beautiful face vaguely, and he looked very irritable and sad.

Tang Guang took the cap in his hand and played with one finger against the hat: "Are you trying to ask if we will come out when you and Tan Xi are making love?" ”

He ignored it, his head bowed, and there was a suspicious red on his ears.

"Don't worry, as long as Tan Xi's consciousness is unwilling, we won't." Tang Guang looked at his shadow on the elevator, "Multiple personalities are the name of your modern people, Guangguang and I are not ordinary sub-personalities, we are part of Tanxi, and we obey her." ”

Rong Li turned his head and looked at her. He began to believe a little, the past and present life in her mouth.

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