Liu Ruxue saw Dai Dongjie wandering around, did not respond, seemed to be thinking, and hurriedly said: "It can't be her, her information may have been placed elsewhere, or lost, I haven't paid attention to it for a long time." ”

"Then do you know where Yang Yumei's family lives?"

"Zixun should know that he has been to her house, and he learned chess from Yang Yumei's son, but he has been busy with the college entrance examination recently, and if they don't move, they can find it."

After Liu Ruxue finished speaking, she called Su Zixun downstairs and asked him to take Dai Dongjie and Shen Xinyun to find Yang Yumei.

About half an hour later, the three of them came to an old blue-tiled wooden house near the suburbs.

A boy about nineteen years old heard Su Zixun's shouting and opened the door.

This person is Yang Yumei's son, Yang Zhuzeng.

Yang Zhu once saw Su Zixun and the two police officers in police uniforms behind him, frowning slightly.

"Zixun, what happened?"

"Have you heard about my father's death? These two are police officers who are investigating my dad's case, and they want to find out something to Aunt Yang. ”

"Come in! I haven't seen you for a long time, and I want to come to you. ”

These close words came out of Yang Zhuzeng's mouth, and he was soaked in desolation.

After Dai Dongjie patrolled the house, he motioned to Shen Xinyun to break Su Zixun away with a wink, and he chatted with Yang Zhuzeng.

"What about your father?"

"Dead."

"No wonder it's just you and your mother's stuff here. If I'm right, your father must have died yesterday. ”

Being able to find him so quickly, it was obvious that there was no point in hiding something, and besides, he didn't believe that her mother would kill someone.

How to deal with the police, Yang Jian Zeng already has an answer.

He nodded very calmly, he didn't want to hide anything, since the police had even found out that he was Su Gongcheng's son, they must know a lot of other things.

"Your mother killed him?"

Yang Zhu once shook his head like a rattle, as if the harder he shook it, the more it would prove that Su Gongcheng's death had more to do with his mother.

"No, my mother is not a murderer, she didn't kill anyone, Su Gongcheng died by himself, and he died innocently."

"Why? He's your father anyway. ”

"Hmph, father, he's not as good as a beast, you don't know how much I hated my name at one time. Chinese culture is broad and profound, so many words with beautiful meanings, why did my mother name me Zhu Zeng, blunt and awkward, until one day I suddenly became enlightened, it turned out that my name was, hateful and hateful, I angrily asked my mother why, she did not hide me, told me her hatred for my father, everything. ”

The more Yang Zhu spoke, the more excited he became, and when he saw that Dai Dongjie was already sitting quietly in the chair and listening attentively to his words, his tone couldn't help but return to normal.

"But overnight, I feel like I grew up all of a sudden, I understand her, work hard for her, carefully get along with her, persuade her to let go of hatred, for fear that she will not be able to think about it, but I didn't expect that in the end, she still found Su Gongcheng."

"Please tell us all about it."

Yang Yumei came back and heard her son's words at the door, and stood still silent, fortunately she transferred all the money to her son's bank card, 120,000 yuan in six years, and her son can successfully finish college.

She sat down under a chair in the courtyard, her eyes fixed on the wooden house, as if her eyes had a penetrating function, through which she could see her beloved son carefully, really.

Scenes from the past flashed back in her mind.

Yang Yumei and Su Gongcheng were college classmates, and it was very remarkable to be able to go to college in that era, and she met Su Gongcheng just one month after college.

Su Gongcheng fell in love with her at first sight, and pursued her openly without concealment, and she was also overwhelmed by Su Gongcheng's elegant temperament, and agreed without hesitation.

Those days were so happy that they weren't like they were in the world.

At that time, she was not called Yang Yumei, but Ai Qinghe.

The night when she graduated from college and got her marriage certificate, Ai Qinghe will never forget it, they spent such a soulful night, and then they went to Dali, Yunnan for their honeymoon.

She never dreamed that this honeymoon would turn out to be a huge trap, and he would actually sell her to a disgraceful brothel.

After being sold, Ai Qinghe found out that she was pregnant with his child.

She tried everything to burn down the secret brothel, because the fire was even faster than she expected, and most of her face was also burned, and the intense burning sensation, just like her hatred for Su Gongcheng, took root in her heart, and continued to grow with the passage of time, never abandoned, and followed her for the rest of her life.

In order to take revenge, she had already planned to use another woman's ID card, and this person was Yang Yumei.

Ai Qinghe returned to Hangdong as Yang Yumei.

This place is still beautiful like paradise, infused with some modern elements, and a little more modern, but everything about her never goes back to square one!

In the current world, she has lost her original rhythm, her original soul, and her original conscience.

Because she had already fallen from heaven to hell.

She shamelessly found Yang Yumei's family, wearing Yang Yumei's clothes, only pretending to be dumb and amnesiac easily deceived Yang Yumei's elderly parents and inherited the house!

From the beginning of that fire, Ai Qinghe felt that she was already a heinous demon, but she could not be redeemed and liberated, only the hatred that destroyed the world could provide the nutrients that nourished her soul and supported her to live tenaciously.

The conversation between the two in the room continued, Ai Qinghe listened intermittently, she Suo Xing walked to the door, listened closely, and listened to it sincerely.

"He has an acquired heart disease, right, do you know how he came about, he did something wrong, because he did something wrong, so he was afraid of ghosts knocking on the door, so he was scared to death in the end."

It was the son's subdued and confident voice.

"How do you know that Su Gongcheng was scared to death?" Dai Dongjie asked.

"My mother really wanted to kill him, and even prepared potassium cyanide, but I changed the bottle of medicine to starch, and my mother didn't know it, so even if she really poisoned him, it was impossible to poison him."

"Actually, your mother's abduction was an accident, Su Gongcheng was just a non-person, not only did he not get a penny back then, but he was also guilty and looked for your mother everywhere. I saw his diary on his computer. ”

Yang Zhu once asked sarcastically: "Accident? ”

At the same time, Ai Qinghe also asked in amazement outside the door: "How is it possible?" ”

For so many years, Ai Qinghe has never thought of any accidents.

Dai Dongjie heard movement outside the door, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw Yang Yumei standing outside the door in a daze.

He didn't want to bother any more, so he put aside Yang Zhu and asked Ai Qinghe directly: "Su Gongcheng was scared to death by you, right?" ”

Ai Qinghe glanced at his son with teary eyes, did not admit or deny it, and was silent until he was numb.

"After Su Gongcheng died, you snatched the toy in his hand, then walked to the kitchen, and immediately shouted that Liu Ruxue would not make an alibi for making soup, am I right?"

I don't know when I walked into this side of the house, Su Zixun, who was listening to the story quietly, asked in surprise: "After my father left, how could she still rob and make a noise, how did she do it?" ”