Text: Fame_Chapter 163: The White Demon (18)

Mrs. Ma probably thought that we would come back, and when she opened the door, she looked at Zhao Di and me with a blank and nervous expression. Everyone became adults, looking at Mrs. Ma's embarrassed and embarrassed expression. To be honest, I feel embarrassed too. Fortunately, Zhao Di is by his side, and Zhao Di, as a criminal policeman, has never seen any scenes. Without saying a word, Zhao Di rushed into Ma Yang's house.

As soon as she entered the house, she looked around, and Mrs. Ma asked nervously, "Officer Zhao, what are you looking for?" How did it come back again. ”

Mrs. Ma's voice was trembling, and even if she didn't know what was going on, she could feel that Mrs. Ma had done something unspeakable.

I told Zhao Di when I came, and as soon as I entered the room, I started to ask questions, and Zhao Di just listened.

"Mrs. Ma, I want to ask you something. I hope you answer truthfully. ”

Mrs. Ma looked at me in confusion and said tremblingly, "Ask!" Hurry up after asking. ”

I smiled at Mrs. Ma and asked, "I'm sorry to disturb you, but I'll ask you who the man who came." ”

When I talked about a man, Mrs. Ma knew what I was talking about, but people have this mentality, that is, they don't admit it. Mrs. Ma said nervously, "What? What do you say man. I don't know... I don't know what you're going to say. ”

I laughed and said to Mrs. Ma, "Since you don't tell the truth, Mrs. Ma, I have to ask you to go back to the team and ask you." ”

At this time, Mrs. Ma knew that we were not good people, so Mrs. Ma eased her emotions and said to me, "What do you mean? Why take me back? ”

"Now the police suspect you of conspiring to murder your husband Ma Yang. And for good reason! ”

Mrs. Ma said nervously, "What nonsense are you talking about. I didn't kill my husband. Don't wronged me. ”

"Don't hide, even though it's the second floor, jumping from the second floor will make a good throw, why bother."

Mrs. Ma was still pretending to be confused and said, "What do you mean? What jumped from the second floor? ”

"Mrs. Ma, do you think you can get away with it? Let's let your friends out! Otherwise, we have reason to believe that you are withholding important clues from the police. ”

Zhao Di said to Mrs. Ma at this time: "Hurry up! You think we're playing with you. With that, Zhao Di ran in the direction of the bedroom.

I thought to myself: Didn't you say okay? Once you enter the house, everything is up to me. Unexpectedly, this Zhao Di is not very calm.

Zhao Di didn't go to the bedroom, and the bedroom door opened by itself. Out of it came a man in his thirties. The man said to me and Zhao Di, "I'm out." Don't embarrass her. ”

The man was quite manly, but unfortunately the clothes were not very decent. It was obviously worn by Zhang Ji in his busy work.

"You two go into the room and get dressed, and then come out and let's have a good talk."

I thought to myself, this is not the time to ask. It's not that time, either. Let's get them dressed first. At that time, it was quick to ask, and it was not embarrassing for them.

After a while, the two of them slowly came out of the bedroom, and their clothes were dressed.

"Sit down!"

I motioned for them to sit down. They sat down and looked at me with a straight look.

I said to the man, "Tell me who you are!" What is the name of the surname, where do you live, where do you work, and what is your relationship? ”

The man looked at Mrs. Ma, sighed and said, "My name is Zheng Juan, and I am a fitness coach. I'm a friend of Mrs. Ma's? ”

"Friends? He's a great friend! In fact, everyone is an adult. ”

Mrs. Ma rushed at this time: "That's right! Zheng Juan and I are lovers. Zheng Juan is my predecessor, but Zheng Juan had no money at that time, and my parents did not agree, so we had a good separation. I thought Ma Yang was a good man, but later I learned that Ma Yang is not a fucking good thing, he often looks for women outside, and he has beaten and quarreled. In the end, it's the virtue. It's just that I don't want to say it. He did the first year of junior high school, and I did the fifteenth. It's just that everyone is a political marriage and barely survives. ”

"When did you know that your husband was out there. And when did you start? ”

Mrs. Ma said: "Men are not good things, and I was very happy at first when I married Ma Yang. When I was ten months pregnant, I gradually learned that Ma Yang often fooled around outside. This year is even more serious, and sometimes I don't even go home. Zheng Juan and I have been working for half a year. I met one time at the gym and I didn't think we both had feelings for each other. So... ”

"That's right! I don't think you're a few years older than me, and it's time for energy. How can you stay alone in an empty room. Since the marriage is such a failure, why don't you choose to be with Zheng Juan above board. ”

Mrs. Ma said: "My father is in business, and sometimes he needs connections from government agencies, and Ma Yang also needs financial support. Together, we are a political marriage. Divorce? If I could get a divorce, I wouldn't want to live with that bastard for a long time. ”

"Where were you when Ma Yang died?"

Mrs. Ma said, "Didn't I say that? I'm at home ... It's just not me. ”

"Zheng Juan was with you that night?"

Mrs. Ma said, "Yes." ”

"I'll make a bold assumption! You had a tryst at home that night. Who knew your husband Ma Yang was back. Then the two of you killed your husband Ma Yang, and then put your husband Ma Yang in the car. Don't know if I'm wrong about what I assued? ”

Mrs. Ma was very excited at this time and said to me, "We didn't kill my husband. My husband and I are playing our own games, as long as it doesn't affect each other, in fact, we both know it. What is the need to kill my husband. ”

"Do you think I'll believe you when you say that? Who can prove it! The security guard of the community has a record of your husband entering the community, and your husband drove back at night. But the body was found in the morning. Tell me, how can it be that your husband Ma Yang stayed in the car all night in the middle of the night and didn't come home? The only explanation is that I saw the two of you when I got home, and then I was furious that you two killed Ma Yang. Then the body was moved to Ma Yang's car. ”

Zheng Juan said: "We really didn't kill Ma Yang. If we wanted to kill Ma Yang, we would have done it a long time ago. Ma Yang almost didn't die a while ago. ”

"What's going on?"

Mrs. Ma said: "About three months ago, Ma Yang and I drove out to play. Who knew there was a car accident halfway through. Ma Yang lay in the hospital for nearly two months. The doctor said that Ma Yang's heart was pierced by a hole in the ribs, and if it wasn't for the timely rescue, Ma Yang would have died three months ago. If I think my husband Ma Yang died, I wouldn't be in such a hurry to call the police at that time, I could have waited for Ma Yang to call the police after he lost his breath! ”

I pondered for a moment and said to Zhao Di: "Sister Zhao copied their ID cards, especially this one named Zheng Juan. ”

Zhao Di understood what I meant, and asked Zheng Juan for his ID card.

I vaguely got some information, but I never felt what I was thinking about. I have a gut feeling that Mrs. Ma and Zheng Juan are just an extramarital affair, and 80% of the murder has nothing to do with them.

I said to Zheng Juan and Mrs. Ma, "Don't travel lately, stay in this city." If the police are looking for you, you must be there with the news. As for what you said that the police will definitely investigate, in short, before the case is solved, just follow the rumor. ”

Mrs. Ma nodded, and Zheng Juan said, "Okay! I will cooperate with you. We are innocent, and you police investigate casually. ”

I nodded, looked at Zhao Di, and then said to Mrs. Ma and Zheng Juan, "Let's leave first." ”

Mrs. Ma and Zheng Juan sent me and Zhao Di away, and it is estimated that they are also breathing a sigh of relief. And Zhao Di and I don't have much energy. I'm mostly thinking about something. And Zhao Di looked at me...