Although it was not the first time to sit in the interrogation room facing the suspect, although Mao Daxin was sitting next to him, at this moment, Jiang Qiao only felt that his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

The woman in front of her who was forcibly fixed to the chair emitted a foul smell, her clothes had been contaminated with blood so that she could not see the original color, although her clenched hands were covered with black dirt, she could still tell that these were hands that had never worked before. Jiang Qiao opened the folder again to confirm the hostess in the photo, but he really couldn't connect the woman in front of him with the peerless young woman in the photo.

But now that I think about it, the woman who died and turned into powder is almost exactly the same as the wedding photo in her hand, but according to the information, she has been married for more than ten years, how can she still be as young and beautiful as in the photo.

"Lin Ling? Are you Lin Ling? Jiang Qiao felt Mao Daxin kick her under the table, although she didn't know what to ask for a while, she still reluctantly opened her mouth.

The woman raised her head and looked at Jiang Qiao, her eyes suddenly lit up frighteningly, and her mouth made a babbling sound, but Jiang Qiao clearly heard her say in her mind: "Yes, I am Lin Ling, I am the real Lin Ling, you can really hear me talking." ”

"You mean you're the real Lin Ling, what about the woman I saw who died and turned into powder? Is she your stand-in doll? Jiang Qiao asked softly, Mao Daxin's mouth slowly opened in the corner of his eyes, and sure enough, he couldn't hear Lin Ling's answer.

"You know about dolls, you know? Do you really know? Can you help me? Lin Ling anxiously wanted to get up and grab Jiang Qiao's hand, but her hand was locked to the chair by handcuffs, and she could only let out a few wails in vain.

Even so, Jiang Qiao was still startled, instinctively shrank back, and almost fell off the chair, but fortunately, Mao Daxin's eyes quickly helped her who was crumbling. Jiang Qiao smiled embarrassedly and continued: "I probably know something, you tell me first, how did you become like this?" ”

"It's all for him, for my family, that I ended up where I am today." Lin Ling's eyes slowly revealed a kind of desperation: "I have nothing, I love him so much, I am willing to do anything for him... ”

"By his mouth, do you mean your husband? We found his body in the house, he... Jiang Qiao looked at the information in the folder as she spoke, the forensic report made her a little incredible, she raised her head and stared at Lin Ling on the opposite side and asked, "The forensic report pointed out that your husband has been dead for more than three days?" The report says that your DNA was found between his fingernails, that the murder weapon was a fruit knife in the kitchen, and that you killed your husband, right? ”

Listening to Jiang Qiao's words, Lin Ling writhed her body like a worm, but she was never able to break free from the handcuffs that bound her, and finally gave up and slumped on the chair, looking at the ceiling with blank eyes, and replied: "Yes, I killed it, I've had enough of such days, I can't stand it." ”

"What the hell is going on, you say slowly." Jiang Qiao tried to calm Lin Ling's emotions so that she would not do anything drastic, but now it seemed as if she had completely given up struggling.

"I don't want to get old, I also want to be so young and beautiful forever, but I'm a human being and not a god, how can I trust the natural laws of birth, old age, sickness and death, I get older and ugly day by day, and he is always surrounded by so many warblers and Yanyan, and I don't want to think about who was with him when he had no money. . . ." Speaking of her husband, Lin Ling's voice became sharper, as if her anger had not subsided, and she seemed to be nostalgic for the days when she shared joys and sorrows...

Lin Ling and her husband Zheng Ming can also be regarded as childhood sweethearts, and they have no guesses. The two have had a good impression of each other since they met in high school, and later they were admitted to the same university and became lovers as a matter of course. After graduating from college, the two planned to get married. It's just that at that time, Zheng Ming's career was just starting, and Lin Ling not only persuaded his parents to hand over their winning savings to Zheng Ming as start-up capital, but even sacrificed the opportunity to have children.

For more than ten years, the two have been frugal and hardworking, and her husband Zheng Ming has finally achieved a small success in his career, thinking that he can finally start enjoying a comfortable and happy life, but Lin Ling suddenly found that her youth has passed, and more than ten years of hard work day and night have made her no longer look as cute and lovely as she used to be. And those warblers and Yanyan who surround her husband who have a successful career make her panic and suspicious all day long. Anything chasing after the wind was enough to make her go crazy and break down.

Although her husband Zheng Ming didn't say anything on the surface, his eyes became more and more disgusted when he looked at her. He didn't understand why his gentle and understanding wife suddenly became like this, the wife who had been with him hand in hand was gone, and Lin Ling in front of him seemed to be a different person, stalking, eavesdropping, and making trouble, and the things that he thought would not happen to her were now staged one by one.

Zheng Ming's increasingly cold eyes and attitude made Lin Ling even more convinced that her husband was a person who was unkind, liked the new and hated the old. The more she was wary of the young and beautiful little girls around him, the more inferior she became, and she desperately longed in her heart to regain the beauty of the past and regain her husband's love.

Beauty, medicine, plastic surgery, plastic surgery... She has done all the projects that can be done on the market to restore her youth, but she still can't stop Zheng Ming's increasingly cold eyes. Looking at the face that was tossed in the mirror and barely looked like his own, Lin Ling almost despaired.

In fact, where did she know, Zheng Ming's heart was not comfortable, he understood where the uneasiness in his wife's heart came from, but he couldn't accept that Lin Ling didn't believe in himself, Lin Ling decided that he was the kind of man who spent time outside when he had some money, and after more than ten years of getting along, she didn't believe in herself so much. What made him even more unacceptable was that in order to regain his youth, Lin Ling tossed himself so much that he almost couldn't recognize that this was the wife who accompanied him day and night.

"I was willing to do anything for him, but in the end, he didn't even want to look at me more, and would rather sleep on the sofa in the living room than share a bed with me." Lin Ling's face is full of lovelessness, and it is really embarrassing for husband and wife to do this part.

"Later, I found a home remedy from a folk Chinese medicine practitioner, which asked for some ordinary tonics, but there was one thing that was very different, it was Ziheche. I tried it a few times and it really worked, and I seem to be starting to get younger slowly. I was very happy, I wanted to eat it every day, but the effect was very slow, too slow, I couldn't wait, so I went to the old Chinese medicine doctor again, I hope for a faster way, he told me that if the purple river car is fresh, the effect is better, if it is not... ”

"The unborn child ... Am I right? Jiang Qiao looked directly into Lin Ling's eyes and said affirmatively.