"We didn't say it was from your factory, did we?"

Zhu Hall didn't speak for a moment, turned his eyes to another place, and didn't look directly into their eyes.

"I just said that your factory director was killed by a piece of paper, not that he took it from your factory, Director Zhu really knows his own workshop!"

If ordinary people heard that they were killed by pieces of paper, they would definitely be shocked, just like they didn't understand how pieces of paper killed people in the first place. After Zhu Hall listened, he didn't have any mood fluctuations, he was very calm, a picture he had already known.

"I think the reason for your murder has something to do with your wife's suicide, right?" Bai Yaqing walked to the table, looked at the posthumous photo on the table, and said.

"......" Zhu Hall was silent and did not speak, but his hands were clenched, as if he was enduring something.

"Your wife's suicide should be related to your factory director......

Bai Yaqing saw that Zhu Hall's wife was quite standard, and the factory director, listening to those people in the factory, did not have a high opinion of him, and some people said that he was greedy for money and lustful, and often attacked those little girls, and he also looked lewd...... So Bai Yaqing made a bold speculation that Zhu Ting's wife's suicide was related to the factory director, and it is very likely that the factory director did something to his wife......

"You...... How do you know? Zhu Hall lowered his head and asked Bai Yaqing with a gloomy face.

"Because you love your wife so much."

After hearing this, Zhu Hall laughed a few times to himself.

"Hehe, I love her very much, I don't deserve it, I don't deserve to love her......" self-deprecation, self-blame, his eyes are distressing......

"Just because of the conflict between you, are you going to kill a human life?"

After hearing this, Zhu Hall smiled gloomily, his body was full of gloom and anger, like a wicked person who came out of the darkness......

"I killed a human life? Hehehehe...... Is my wife's life not a human life? Do you think that only those who have money are human lives? ”

Bai Yaqing didn't understand what Zhu Hall meant, she hadn't figured out the meaning yet, Zhu Hall took advantage of her inattention to go around behind her, stretched out her five fingers and pinched Bai Yaqing's neck.

"You let her go!" Seeing this, Zhang Zijun immediately pulled out a pistol and pointed it at Zhu Hall.

Zhu Hall used Bai Yaqing as a meat shield to block in front of him, leaned out half of his body from behind her, and increased the strength of his hand.

Bai Yaqing felt him tighten his throat, and the pain forced her to cough dryly twice.

"Don't come here, otherwise, I'll take her to the funeral with you!"

"Don't mess around!" Zhang Zijun was afraid, really afraid, afraid that Zhu Hall would do something to Bai Yaqing.

"The life of the factory director is fate, but my wife's life is not fate!! Originally, I didn't want to live alone, I want you to bury my wife together!! ”

Bai Yaqing's throat was pinched by Zhu Hall, but she smelled a smell of burning charcoal and instantly frowned.

"You...... Ahem, you actually, charcoal burning ......" was already choked by Zhu Hall's throat and didn't breathe much oxygen, but now Zhu Hall's charcoal burning is even more stuffy.

Long before Bai Yaqin and the others knocked on the door, Zhu Hall planned to commit suicide by burning charcoal and went with his wife. But Bai Yaqing sent them to the door, and he asked them to bury his wife together!

When they knocked on the door and were silent, Zhu Hall lit the charcoal basin and hid it in the corner of the wall......

Zhang Zijun felt a little breathless, and only after listening to Bai Yaqing's words did he find the lit charcoal basin......