"I don't admit it yet!"

Xie Xiaojia Danfeng's eyes showed a sharp and cold glow, his tone changed suddenly, and he spoke sharply.

"The bruises on your wife's neck have been professionally identified by us, and you pinched them out with your own hands!

The knife that killed your wife still has your fingerprints, and the knife still has your wife's blood!

With so much evidence in front of you, you still have to quibble! Our police have always paid attention to evidence in handling cases! ”

Word by word, cold as a knife.

Peng Wei's whole body trembled, the green tendons on his forehead burst out one by one, and his red eyes showed a look of despair.

"Why...... Why don't you believe me? ”

There was a roar of rage in his heart.

[I really didn't kill her! 】

[Why no one believes me!] Why! 】

In Peng Wei's voice of extreme pain and despair, his hand holding the glass was faintly forced, and the sharp tip of the glass had pierced into his skin, and bright red blood flowed out drop by drop.

Seeing this, Xie Xiaojia's heart tightened.

Now that the information network is developed, if Peng Wei commits suicide in the police station, no matter how much he controls public opinion, it will have a bad impact.

And this case is handled by Xie Xiaojia, and a big stain will inevitably appear on her resume.

In this way, it will have a great impact on her future.

"Okay, we believe you, you put the glass down first, don't do anything stupid, think about your parents......"

Xie Xiaojia's tone softened, and as he spoke, he quietly glanced at the rest of the police officers.

With his hands behind his back, he commanded everyone to quietly surround Peng Wei with a specific police code.

Everyone is eyeing each other, as long as Peng Wei relaxes a little, he will immediately be controlled again.

"No, you're lying to me!" Peng Wei's expression seemed to be crying and laughing, "You are all lying to me......"

[You all think I killed her...... I didn't kill her...... I don't want to be a murderer......]

"I don't want to ......live on the charge of being a murderer," Peng Wei's eyes were full of ashes, and then, his fingers suddenly clenched the glass, and the next moment, he was about to aim at his neck and thrust it hard!

He Zheng suddenly pushed everyone away and walked in front of Peng Wei.

"You didn't kill her."

His dark eyes looked at Peng Wei calmly and indifferently.

The tone was calm and unwavering, without a trace of emotion.

It's like recounting a fact that makes sense.

Xie Xiaojia was taken aback, and was about to go up to stop it: "He Dashen ......"

Xu Yancheng grabbed her and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, he'll be fine." ”

So, Xie Xiaojia stopped his movements and stared nervously at He Zheng's back.

At the same time as He Zheng said this, Peng Wei's movements suddenly stagnated.

His blood-red eyes widened, staring at He Zheng, his breathing heavy and rapid.

"What did you say?"

He Zheng put his hand in his pocket and looked at him indifferently: "I believe you, you didn't lie." You don't kill people. ”

Peng Wei's body shook, and he looked directly at He Zheng.

The other party's black eyes were cold and deep, like dark crystal crystals, and they seemed to be an abyss that could not be seen.

There is a strange power that makes people believe unconsciously.

Peng Wei's attention gradually fell, his eyes were blank, and he muttered, "Do you really believe me?" ”

"Yes, I believe you." He Zheng approached step by step, stretched out his hand, and a cold voice came out, "You have to believe me, give me the glass, and I will find out the truth for you......"