Chapter 155: His Selfishness

Zheng Ming's reasoning impressed Zhou Hao, and he knew that the case was solved. However, he still wanted to hear why Pan Xiang wanted to kill Sun Xiaoli and what the motive for the murder was.

"You may not know it yet, this woman cheated on my feelings and asked me to borrow a lot of money. I really like her, I thought she would be sincere to me, but I didn't expect that she had already married and had children, and all the money she cheated me out of was sent back to her hometown for her husband and children! Pan Xiang said hatefully: "I asked her to pay back the money, but she turned her face and didn't admit it." You say, she deserves to die?! ”

Chen Chunyan said: "In this case, you should also call the police, how can you solve it by killing people?" ”

"Call the police? I asked my dad for all the money, I gave it to her willingly, there was no IOU, and we had a relationship. Most importantly, I like her, I like her so much, I can't stand her cheating on me, and I still have other men in my heart! Pan Xiang gritted his teeth and said, his hatred was undoubtedly revealed.

I sighed helplessly, I knew that Pan Xiang didn't think he was a third party, and even Pan Xiang hoped that Sun Xiaoli would divorce and walk with him. Because of love and hate, they will do such extreme things.

"Pan Xiang, you and Sun Xiaoli are five years apart. You have a good job, you are young, and you have a great future; Sun Xiaoli is a singing staff in a song hall who came here to work, but it was just for the family. People who are a little more rational should be able to weigh the pros and cons, you should not be confused, why do you do such a thing? Zhou Hao also felt sorry for Pan Xiang, a good young man, his life was ruined.

Pan Xiang was silent, and Zheng Ming said the reason: "Team Zhou, if you know Wu Xiang's previous experience, you won't be surprised at all. ”

"Oh? What else did you find? Zhou Hao asked.

"Sun Xiaoli's good sister Yu Yu told me that she had seen Pan Xiang twice, and every time Pan Xiang was in front of Sun Xiaoli, she would be like a big child, and Sun Xiaoli was like a mother to a child, taking care of Pan Xiang and taking care of everything. I specially checked and found out that when Pan Xiang was very young, his mother died, and his father took over several marriages, but he was not good to Pan Xiang. He grew up in an environment without maternal love, and it was precisely because of this lack of maternal love that he had an extraordinary attachment to a married woman like Sun Xiaoli. Zheng Ming said.

Pan Xiang said stubbornly: "What do you do when you mention this, I killed someone, whether it is imprisonment or paying for my life, I admit it." ”

Zheng Ming cracked the case, but it took sixty hours, half a day earlier than the time promised to Zhou Hao.

In the hall of the Interpol team, a journalist has long been waiting there. Her expression was a little anxious, but her face revealed helplessness.

According to common sense, after such a case is solved, the police will hold a press conference to make a report on the case to let the whole society know.

Now that the police have not issued a notice, is there no progress in the case? But he promised himself that he would never lie to her, she believed as always, so she calmed down and waited persistently.

At half past five in the afternoon, Zheng Ming and I appeared in front of the reporter. Zheng Ming had a cigarette in his mouth, his hair was unkempt, and he still looked like he would never wake up.

He saw Zeng Zihan sitting in the hall, so he shook his body and walked over: "Reporter Zeng, don't always follow me, okay?" ”

"Am I following you? This is not your private place, I can't come? Zeng Zihan said angrily.

"You can come, but if you don't come to me, then I'll go. If you want to know something, there will never be a second person who can tell you. Zheng Ming took a puff of cigarette and was about to leave, but was stopped by Zeng Zihan.

Zeng Zihan blocked in front of him: "What do you mean, what are your dissatisfaction with me, you can say it directly." ”

The other policemen passed by and saw the two confronting each other, not understanding what was happening, but they couldn't come forward to ask, so they could only watch from afar.

"Where will I be dissatisfied with you, it should be that I am not good enough, please forgive me." Zheng Ming vigorously stepped on the cigarette butt, as if the cigarette butt had become his enemy.