I ate the banana and nodded, "This trick is really ruthless, even if you apply for a search warrant now, I'm afraid it won't help." The evidence has long since been wiped out, do you remember? Liu Xijun said. After Zhu Qi's death, the toothbrush she had prepared for Liu Zhenzhen also disappeared...... I think it is likely that Liu Zhenzhen destroyed the body in order to prevent the forensic doctor from discovering that there were drug residues hidden in the toothbrush. ”

"What then?" Yu Zujia frowned.

"How do I know?" I said and threw the banana head at the trash can at the door - maybe I was born with unfocused eyes, and I couldn't be an assassin for the rest of my life, and the throwing knife was likely to hit the people watching the excitement behind me - the banana head went to the door of the dormitory, and then the door was suddenly opened .......

I watched in amazement as the banana head slammed into Shi Ling's face......

"Go out to eat." He watched the banana head fall at his feet with an expressionless face, and after speaking coldly, he turned and left.

Yu Zujia gloated, "You're dead." "He's like a friend of mine, and a thief hates a thief.

The place to eat is the famous "Lao Mo", and it is also the place where Zhu Qi and the poet had their last supper twenty years ago. It's just that if it weren't for being pulled here inexplicably, but there was a handsome guy sitting opposite like the woman at the time, I wouldn't have come all the way over, since Shi Ling invited me to eat and Yu Zujia paid for it, I would be in a much better mood when I ate. At least, I didn't have to dig my own wallet, and I didn't think I was going to have indigestion. As usual, the hospitable local tyrant beckoned everyone—that is, me and You Yimo—to sit down. Shi Ling and the blonde chef talked and laughed in the kitchen, and finally sat down.

I hadn't eaten for a day, I was dizzy from hunger, and when Shi Lingren just sat down, I hurriedly picked up my chopsticks.

The food is delicious, although the streets and alleys are all Western restaurants, but it is a little different from those Western restaurants that offer only thick breading but no meat, and borscht without any ingredients in it, the chef has used all the housekeeping skills, fried prawns, French fried pork cutlets, creamy rice, pasta, hamburger meat, braised cinnamon fish, fungus lily, chicken steak with tomato sauce, beer duck......

Then came salad and sorbet; The hot foie gras soup, a combination of Chinese and Western styles, red, green, and green, is set on the table, and they are all dishes that I like to eat. Served with a cold dish of homemade sea bream with sauce and a steak topped with a sweet Madeira sauce...... Each dish is like a story.

Shi Lingren slapped my hand and glared at me, "I'll eat later, I have something to say." ”

Oh, what else do you want to say?

I dared not speak up, so I had to pretend to be very attentive and listen to his lecture like everyone else.

Shi Lingren looked around at the crowd and suddenly said, "Today's meal is a celebration banquet. ”

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The three of us walked to the high-end gate post where Liu's family was. The door opened with a creak that made my heart beat faster. We walked in through the door of the unit covered with colorful tiles in our shoes, and when we got out of the elevator, the open floor seemed to be a big different space, and like the big mouth of a fierce beast, waiting for us to throw ourselves into the net.

In the center of the different space is the living room, the hostess's soul is not far away, the man has not returned to this sad place recently, in the empty room, the crystal chandelier under the iron chain is not on, it looks like a withered flower hanging in the air. A wide staircase winds its way to the dark second floor. We didn't go upstairs, but walked to the aisle on the right. The dust on the ground was like a pink blanket, and cobwebs hung down from the ceiling overhead like torn curtains.

In the capital in the middle of summer, it was damp and a little stuffy outside, but the house was shady and dim, and a chill ran down my spine. The reason why it's pitch black here is that there are no lights on in the room. But I prefer this dimness to the paleness of the hearts of the people illuminated by the whole row of fluorescent lights, and the shadows seem to contain everything. There was a slight noise in the pitch darkness ahead, which brought pinprick-like unpleasantness.

The flustered breathing beside him conveyed Liu Yaoyong's nervousness.

Look, take a deep breath.

I called Liu Yaoyong and gave him a demonstration. In order for him to hear too, I took a thorough and deep breath, as if to change the air in every corner of my lungs. Then, Liu Yaoyong's heavy and slow exhalation sounded in the darkness.

After a few steps, a door on the left side of the aisle was hidden. The world that whispers and exhales, flickering like a candle is there. I followed Liu Yaoyong into the room, and immediately a few lines of sight came straight to me, and I hurriedly took a few steps back. Shi Ling gently patted me on the back from behind, so I didn't run away.

The sunlight coming in through the windows was the only light in the room, and the people sitting in a row with their backs to the windows were all shrouded in shadow. Looking out from the house, the gloomy rooftop suddenly looks dazzling. I looked away from the window for a while before I got used to the dimness of the room.

The room at the scene of Zhu Qi's death was not large, with dark brown siding on the walls, and it may have been a gloomy room. On the wall to the right of the door, there is a large fireplace. Of course, there was no fire inside, only a large blackened hole with a weak mouth. The large mirror on the fireplace also had black spots floating as if it had a skin disease, and half of it was no longer visible.

There is no carpet on the floor. The room seemed to have been cleaned, but the floor was littered with dusty footprints from the hallways. The chairs that people were sitting on were the only pieces of furniture in the room, but they were uneven and should have been moved from different rooms.

I looked around at the person sitting under the window with eyes that I had barely adapted. There were five people in total, a very old woman, I remember her name was Aunt May, and a girl who looked like a high school student, a young woman with glasses, and then two women who looked slightly older.

Suddenly someone sneezed loudly, it was an older woman, she was also wearing a fur coat and looked arrogant. At this moment she took out a handkerchief from her pocket and blew her nose loudly.

"How long are we going to wait?" The volume of her conversation was startling.

"Let's sit in a room like this where the air conditioning isn't even turned on, and you want us to die of heat stroke? Unfortunately, even if you kill me, even if you trick me into coming here, you won't get a penny. Besides, I won't let you kill me. "

She could speak so loudly that it didn't look like she was going to die, I thought to myself. The woman's forehead was half bald, revealing a wide forehead, but still a thick gray hair, long eyebrows were very thick, cheeks were ruddy, and the protruding tip of the nose seemed to be polished with oil. She was like a Tibetan mastiff in a bad mood: I thought to myself and almost laughed.

"Why shout so loudly like this......"

There was a swishing sound from the side. Although the woman who spoke was one size smaller than the arrogant woman, and the expression on her face was a little timid, the two of them had to look very similar. She sat on the chair, shrunk as if she was afraid of the cold, and chanted with a crying voice.

"However, I don't want to stay here any longer. Now, what's the use of rehashing those old things. Hey, I heard that you are the person in charge of Liu Zhenzhen's case, what did you want to do when you called us here? At least, I have nothing to do with Zhu Qi's death. "

"What, at least you have nothing to do with her? Does that mean I have something to do with it? You guy, do you know how much money Liu Zhenzhen's negative person borrowed from me in the first place? "

"Why are you talking about such irrelevant things here?" The other party of the blushed.

"It doesn't matter to you."

"What do you mean by old things?"

Just as the two of them were about to fight, Aunt Mei, an old woman curled up in the corner of the room, suddenly made a hoarse voice. Her face was wrinkled like a deflated balloon, and her eyes were almost overwhelmed by wrinkles. Her teeth must have been lost, and her speech was slurred and she couldn't hear clearly. But the goosebump-haired Aunt Mei opened her mouth wide and hissed hard.

"What do you mean by old things? You people used Liu Zhenzhen as a plaything, and finally brought him to ruin. It's all your people's fault that this beautiful house will be abandoned like this——。 "

"What nonsense are you talking about! We are the victims of Liu Zhenzhen's deception and deception, because we gave everything to him, that well-dressed hypocrite! "

The woman who spoke first roared, and the second woman tugged at her sleeve before she reluctantly sat back in her chair. Liu Yaoyong watched coldly without saying a word.

"That's enough." Shi Ling coughed lightly.

"Originally, we wanted to invite all the women who had gathered around Liu Zhenzhen, the male owner of this house, for 20 years. But some people have passed away, or they don't know where to go, and some people coldly refuse. So, in the end, only these people came. Let me first state that I am not a police officer, so even if you have anything to do with the death of the beautiful hostess Zhu Qi, I will not detain you. I'm not going to ask your names. And everyone should know this old woman, she is the housekeeper who used to serve the male host. This teenager is Liu Zhenzhen's son. Liu Yaoyong nodded to everyone.

The arrogant woman, the woman in the mink coat, touched her chin and said:

"It turned out to be one of the brother and sister. It seems that there is such a woman, who is Liu Zhenzhen's hateful and bullying ex-wife. Where is she? There's no news since you crossed the ocean, and now you're dead? "

The girl who was fidgeting in the chair suddenly stood up. "She's been in good health. But a few years ago, he fell off a ladder, broke his bones, and lay in bed for a while, so far he is not good at walking. "

The girl pouted, her face full of anger. It should be because she endured the grief of the relationship! She must have liked her grandmother a lot. However, now he bowed his head in embarrassment.

"I, I don't know anything. It's just that my grandmother and I talked to her ex-husband Liu Zhenzhen before, and that's it. "Liu Zhenzhen's ex-wife has actually remarried? But it's no wonder that she is much bigger than Liu Zhenzhen, and of course she has re-branched overseas after so many years, and it is difficult for Zujia that they can find her descendants, but this child is still too shy.

"What's the point of having such a pair of siblings come and participate?" This time it was a woman who spoke. But it's also our common sentiment.

"I'll explain this."

The last person who had been silent, the woman with glasses, said.

"My elder brother Mi is a critic who, like many people, was once infatuated with the talented and beautiful Zhu Qi, but he didn't visit it often. But after Zhu Qi's death, although her tyrant husband was arrested, he could not be convicted because of insufficient evidence, my brother still couldn't let go. Because he went abroad to find Liu Zhenzhen's ex-wife, I hope that I, as a representative, will ask everyone concerned about the situation back then. "

"Yes, of course I remember that. But I didn't do anything bad anyway, so it doesn't matter if I tell you everything I know. "

The woman in the mink coat raised her voice, as if trying to threaten and intimidate the others present.

"Ah, but, those words shouldn't be proof, are they? Liu Zhenzhen......"

The replied in a timid voice, as if the woman in the mink coat was saying something to her with her eyes.

"Don't worry, the police also investigated what happened back then. Moreover, there is also the testimony of Zhu Qi's children. "

"What!?"

Both women asked at the same time.

"That little girl? ……"

"It's like a little girl with a withdrawn personality. It's really pitiful, I haven't inherited Zhu Qi's beauty at all. "

Don't they know that Liu Xijun is not born to Zhu Qi?

"The brother and sister's sister seemed to have something mentally wrong after her mom died. So, I don't know exactly when and in what state she talked about it. It's just that I think that if the investigation can come in handy to reveal Liu Zhenzhen's true face, it can be regarded as fulfilling my brother's request. Although, I don't think it's still possible to find out the truth of the matter so far. The eyed woman added, she had been standing in the corner of the room, and at the moment she brought a chair and placed it behind me. She placed a voice recorder on the table. Then, he moved a folding chair to me.

"Little girl, it's going to be a long time, sit down."

"Who is that little girl? Could it be Zhu Qi's daughter? "

It was again a woman in a mink coat who spoke. I hate Shiling people, how did I find such a thing of picking noses and eyes.

"You'll find out in a minute. Can you endure for another hour or two? "

"Who are you?"

"Didn't you just agree not to ask each other's names?"

Shi Lingren shook his head lightly and said.

The woman in the mink coat and the woman were startled and immediately shrunk their necks.

"Then please."

The eyed woman said, she pressed the play button, and immediately there was a murmur of voices.

"My deceased little mother is really a natural literary woman......" This voice is Liu Xijun's.

It took a long time to listen to all the audio. The room without the lights was dim all the time, and it was not at all possible that the sun was setting. It seems that time has passed here that is different from the outside world.

The first to come up is the description we already know. It was Liu Xijun who, as Zhu Qi's child, narrated the scene of living with his mother. Incredibly, I can understand the mood of that little girl at that time, it seems to be my past. That familiar figure is coming to life in front of my eyes.

But Liu Xijun's memories soon changed from trivial narration to self-questioning and self-answering, and she was asking herself, could it be that the peach blossom tree where her mother stood in her dream was the weeping peach that is now in full bloom? It's the same as when my mom died—I almost screamed out at the thought of this. Why is my mother's dying appearance so similar to the scene of the woman dying described in the dream? Who the hell am I to her? Daughter? Murderer?

However, it shouldn't be my little mother, and my little mother shouldn't be a ghost standing under the peach blossoms. It was a face full of hatred, resentment, and curse. However, just as beautiful flowers don't hate anyone, the woman named Zhu Qi doesn't hate anyone. I felt as if she was living in another world, and even the children under her wing felt that she was out of reach.

At this moment, a hoarse voice roared dissatisfiedly.

"It's ridiculous."

Sure enough, it was the arrogant mink coat woman. Even if the age changes, the human temperament does not seem to change much. The woman seems to be more talkative now than she was then, and she hates the man who is the owner of the house, "I thought that the child was just a little withdrawn, and it seems that there is something wrong with his brain." What did he shoot and kill his mother with a gun, and say something to confuse the public. What's the use of listening to all this nonsense? It must be to apologize for Liu Zhen's wolf-hearted thing! "

"Yes, yes. …… No, no, no, I've said it many times that these things have nothing to do with us——。 "

"Okay, wait a minute." The woman made a "hum" sound from her nose disapplausively, but before she could speak, the audio began.

No matter what others say, a woman with glasses always remains calm. Then, I pressed the play button again.

Soon, Liu Xijun talked about the day of Zhu Qi's death. I wasn't surprised to find that everything that day seemed to be happening in this room. Several times, I couldn't help but turn my head to look at the fireplace that opened its mouth like a black hole. Then, through the glass window, which had only recently wiped the blood-stained dirt clean, I saw the reddish weeping peach. Ten days ago, when this fireplace was burning red, the peach blossoms were also blooming all over the branches, and a beautiful woman in embroidered home clothes with a black background fell in front of the fireplace, and her head was surrounded by red blood flowers.

"Next paragraph." When the button was pressed, the bespectacled woman said, "Let's continue listening." "

Then came the voice of a woman with glasses. In a hoarse voice that was almost the same as now, she asked Liu Xijun if she was sure that Zhu Qi was murdered, and concluded that the murderer was Liu Zhenzhen. You may want to conceal the purpose of your investigation, so you deliberately speak in a tone that is talking to a stranger.

This girl thought that Liu Zhenzhen was not a murderer at first, but she didn't know if she changed her mind halfway, or inadvertently said what she wanted to hide, in short, she finally came to the conclusion that Liu Zhenzhen was used as Zhu Qi's prop to help her complete suicide.

As soon as the voice stopped, the woman in the mink coat spoke loudly again.

"Ridiculous. It's ridiculous. It's a fairy all at once, a female ghost all at once, and what a princess! It's all you stinky men who put your dreams on that woman and self-righteously create a mirage! "

"So, you still don't change your mind that Liu Zhenzhen is the murderer?"

"Doesn't change."

She puffed out her chest.

"What Liu Zhenzhen is assisting suicide under the control situation? So do you want to exonerate him? This guy can't figure out the true face of Zhu Qi's woman at all. The woman was proud. If she wanted to commit suicide for some reason, why would Liu Zhenzhen help her? How could she give her life to someone else, and she was a local tyrant husband with evil intentions. Just thinking about this, one cannot agree with the suicidal narrative. There is no need to make things so complicated, it is that Liu Zhenzhen killed Zhu Qi. "

Before she finished speaking, Shi Lingren asked in a calm tone:

"Are you done?"

"So, let's finally listen to what my bedridden ex-wife has to say."

As soon as she heard the voice, the little girl whispered:

"Grandmother's voice!"

What a strange feeling. The story I heard from my ex-wife about her past was nothing like what I had heard before. She had the impression that Zhu Qi was just a side in the girls' dormitory, a lonely and pretended mature girl, with clear preferences and aesthetics. That is the most vivid description of the testimonies ever heard.

But in the end, when it comes to the cause of death, the ex-wife's statement is the most wonderful and full of mystery. She thought that Zhu Qi was neither killed nor committed suicide by her, but she knew that her time of death had come. After all, the deadly bullet has not been found, has it?

Is there really such a thing? I do not know. Moreover, there is another thing that surprises me, that is, Liu Xijun said in a wandering voice, "Aunt Mei's niece sleeping on the small stairs", that woman is actually dead. Someone hated the mistress of the house and wanted to poison her, but as a result, the maid stole the cosmetics sent by Taobao and died. I thought it was so annoying to hear it. Aunt Mei's niece, who was poisoned, turned out to be Liu Zhenzhen's secret agent. Hearing this, I began to think that Zhu Qi really seemed to be a female ghost. This pair is really the same bed and different dreams. In the mouths of different people, the image of these people is also different. Is this a modern-day version of Rashomon?

But...... Finally finished listening.

When she heard Liu Xijun deduce that Zhu Qi might have been murdered to death by all the women present who were related to Liu Zhenzhen, the woman in the mink coat was speechless, sometimes shaking her knees, and sometimes glaring at the woman sitting next to her. The half-aged-like woman bent her shoulders to the side, her body curled into a ball.

However, I didn't have time to observe the two of them. Because, I saw Liu Yaoyong's body trembling involuntarily. Every time a name came out of the audio, his body trembled. Liu Zhenzhen. Liu Zhenzhen.

Zhu Qi's local tyrant husband. He was the one who held the gun when she died in this room. I don't know if it was because I drank alcohol or took medicine, and I fell into a coma. As a result, he was arrested as a suspect, found not guilty through the efforts of a team of lawyers, and is still at large, if it can be proven that he is the murderer of the poet, does it make sense? However, it has been twenty years.

"Where is Captain Yu Zujia now?"

I couldn't help but blurt out.

Shi Lingren replied to the question, "Assuming that this negative person named Liu Zhenzhen is not the real murderer, then the murderer should be at the scene, Liu Yaoyong, right?" "

Liu Yaoyong leaned against the unlit fireplace, glanced to the side with eyes that were originally looking at me, and muttered:

"Liu Zhenzhen hasn't seen me since I was discharged from the hospital, and he thought I was dead. But, it's weird. Why do I care so much about this person? When I heard about his sin, I felt like a big hole in my heart. "

Only I gasped. Everyone else seems to already know that Liu Zhenzhen is such a person. What a nasty man. Chen Shimei in modern and contemporary times.

"—The eldest lady is right."

Aunt Mei, whose face was full of wrinkles, suddenly screamed loudly, which startled me.

"Only what the eldest lady said is true. There was no bullet that pierced Zhu Qi's temple anywhere. But the police felt that they couldn't let this inexplicable thing go on like this, so they took a bullet rolling in a pool of blood as the one that killed her, and hastily closed the case. "

"Old auntie, I really don't understand what you're talking about."

The woman in the mink coat patted the armrest of the chair impatiently.

"What bullet rolling in a pool of blood, what the hell is going on? Why do you know that it wasn't the bullet that killed Zhu Qi? "

"I'll explain that."

The bespectacled woman stood up.

When it was determined that Zhu Qi was dead, in the pool of blood she shed, the bullet that Liu Zhenzhen had indeed found in his hand with traces of the anti-Japanese war pistol. Although antique guns of the time did not leave fingerprint-like lines on the fired bullets like guns today, it is possible to analyze whether the bullets were fired from that gun based on the gunpowder used. But...... No traces of the bullet ever pierced the human skull. And Liu Zhenzhen, at first, completely denied that he had killed someone, and also denied assisting suicide. It was only because Zhu Qi wanted to see the gun that he played with her, and he thought that at that time, she brought the bullets that she had taken out after shooting at the target at the shooting range when she was playing.

Of course, the marks left by a bullet that pierced the skull and a bullet that entered the target were completely different. Therefore, if it cannot be proved that the bullet that killed Zhu Qi was found at the scene and fired from the gun that Liu Zhenzhen was holding, there is no sufficient physical evidence to judge that he killed someone. "

Otherwise, even if Liu Zhenzhen does not confess and pleads guilty, he will have to serve his sentence regardless of whether he appeals or not. Isn't it? "

The words of the woman made the woman with glasses lower her head.

"That's right. Originally, Liu Zhenzhen's murder of his wife could be sentenced to capital punishment at the highest level. However, because no evidence was found that he had taken Zhu Qi's life, and, judging from the traces of gunpowder, the muzzle of the gun was fired against the temple, so it was neither murder nor injury causing death, so at most it could be regarded as assisted suicide and sentenced to less than 10 years in prison. "

"If there is circumstantial evidence, I think we can get a chance to prosecute."

The smiled nervously, as if looking at me. "Although Liu Zhenzhen is a wealthy and powerful person, it is not easy to complete an iron case!"

A pair of eyes under the withered yellow eyebrows stared at me. I hated those eyes, but I couldn't move. What exactly is this person trying to say? Could it be that she is more eager than other women to avenge the lost memories of her youth?

- Knock!

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and she stopped talking as if she had suddenly come to her senses, and she also looked away.

It was a voice recorder on the table that fell to the ground and broke.

"Hey, it's too careless to talk."

Shi Lingren, who couldn't see the expression on his face, hung his head and said leisurely.

"I'm sorry to keep everyone waiting too long, but now it's almost time to get to the point."

"What's the ...... topic"

The woman in the mink coat kept rolling her cloudy eyes.

"I'm going to tell you what could have happened that day, and what definitely happened. Although the former is highly probable, there is a lack of relevant physical evidence, while the latter is evidenced. "

"Really?"

Liu Yaoyong asked.

"Hey, it looks like you don't believe me."

"However, I didn't expect physical evidence ......"

The woman in the mink coat sneered through her nose.

"Since you think you're a detective, it's interesting to explain by the way that the brother and sister saw their little mother being shot in this rooftop in a dream."

"I'm speculating about what might happen, but I'm not interested in making up things that would be interesting if they did."

Shi Ling coldly refused.

"I would also have thought that the chandelier on the first floor could also be a mirror, allowing people who walk to the second floor to see what is happening in this room. But in any case, it is impossible to predict the killing at such an early distance. Moreover, this thinking does not change "what has definitely happened". In that case, I guess the brother and sister didn't really see the moment when the little mother died. "

- Let's hear what you call "what absolutely happened." "

Liu Yaoyong's voice was so stiff, it was a kind of tension from his throat.

"I know very well that reasoning and imagination alone will not convince you. Come on, an old man like Aunt Mei is already impatient, so let's start. "

"The so-called possible thing is to solve the mystery of why the brother and sister who live in this house dream of shooting at their mother in the first place. I don't think this dream is so mysterious that something that a person doesn't know can't appear in a dream. Therefore, the brother and sister should have seen or touched the gun. "

"How is that possible?"

Shi Lingren calmly answered Liu Yaoyong's question,

"Could it be that the owner of the gun once showed it to the siblings?"

"Is Liu shocked!?"

The bespectacled woman's eyes widened and she suddenly screamed.

"But Liu Zhenzhen rarely shows up with the brother and sister, he is always preoccupied and in a hurry to do business, only Zhu Qi is teaching his husband and children."

Liu Yaoyong added, "Whether it is us or Liu Zhenzhen privately, it is impossible to avoid the sight of my mother." "

"Even if no one takes him across the sea, what if there is an internal response."

"That, little girl!" Everyone looked at Aunt Mei who was old.

"She's a secret agent, and she took the man's money. She took advantage of Zhu Qi's outing, or when there was no one in the room, she brought the gun to show the children, who knows what they did. The woman in the mink coat sneered.

"This woman is talking nonsense!"

Aunt Mei's old hoarse voice gradually increased the decibels.

"This kind of woman who only looks at her face is not worthy of Liu Zhenzhen at all. How could Liu Zhenzhen love them. How could this kind of woman become Liu Zhenzhen's good wife and mother! "

"Don't talk about it, Aunt May."

As soon as the elderly Aunt Mei heard Liu Yaoyong's voice, her body trembled, and she finally closed her mouth. But he still raised his eyes to look at Liu Yaoyong, muttering in his mouth, looking like he wanted to say something.

"I don't want to speculate on what's going on in people's hearts. I don't know what kind of feelings Zhu Qi has for Liu Zhenzhen in his heart. But she just sees Liu Zhenzhen as the father of the child, however, he tries to snatch everything from her. At least, while carrying Zhu Qi behind his back, he secretly made the child interested in his murder weapon and tried to attract the child's attention.

He may bring some comic strips to the child, or say that Zhu Qi is a female ghost in front of the child, and inadvertently say some bad things about Zhu Qi, and it should also be at this time to show the pistol to the child. Of course, there should have been no bullets in the pistol at that time, but that touch was deeply seared in the child's memory. Not only that, but he also test-fired here. "

"How do you know?"

Liu Yaoyong had an incredible look on his face. Shi Ling replied with a relaxed face.

"Liu Zhenzhen's gun does have traces of shooting, and there are also bullets fired, obviously he does not regard this gun as a mere ornament, I have seen it before, there are bullet marks on the trunk of the weeping peach on the rooftop. Small pistols of the last century did not have a range of more than six meters, so when the range exceeded six meters, the bullet would fall to the ground, so the bullet could have been picked up.

Liu Xijun once mentioned that he often likes to look at the rooftop with a small mirror, and also mentioned the memory of a beautiful little mother standing under the flowers. For your brother and sister, that peach blossom tree is the embodiment of your little mother Zhu Qi. Although the child was obviously attracted to the father's masculinity, the frightening and forbidden image of him shooting at the peach blossom tree as the embodiment of the little mother made their hearts unconsciously reject the existence of that nightmare scene. "

"No, it's not like that!" Liu Yaoyong covered his head in pain, "I remembered!" ”

My talent makes me feel Liu Yaoyong, and I find that my heart is full of sweet and sour emotions.

What's going on? I seem to have seen this sight.

He had stood by the window in the same mood.

This is a common sense of déjà vu, I saw Liu Yaoyong waving his head. Begin to confide in old things.

When Shi Lingren said this, Liu Yaoyong's mind immediately came to the picture of his father holding a pistol against the corner of his forehead.

The next moment, I felt like he had taken the place of my father.

That day, before giving the pistol to the boy to play with, Liu Zhenzhen put the pistol on his forehead and said.

The human skull is the hardest part of the human body, and cold weapons can't penetrate it - but the pistol is very dangerous. As long as you hit here, the blood on your body will run out, and you will die immediately.

The boy stared blankly at Liu Yaoyong, holding a pistol and scrutinizing it.

That night, Zhu Qi had a seizure because of Liu's shocking flowers, and her quarrel with her father made the siblings restless.

He saw his father playing with the pistol in no one's place, aiming and pulling the trigger, which seemed to shoot at the woman's forehead.

Liu Yaoyong will never forget that moment. Father looked at his expression.

Instead of me, boy, shoot the woman for me.

After talking, Liu Yaoyong seemed to be relaxing, blowing a cool breeze and looking at the sea outside the window.

Ahh All sorrows and worries flew away.

The heart is pure and empty, and the body is light and fluttering.

Why, this view is so familiar?

Where have you seen this sea of clouds?

"I see." The women showed expressions of sudden epiphany, "So...... Liu Zhenzhen is undoubtedly the murderer! The dazzling eyes were like a spotlight, and under the scorching heat, even the cheeks began to burn in a few seconds.

The eyes that had narrowed in doubt suddenly widened at this moment, and their eyelids were about to crack.

In front of everyone's eyes, Shi Lingren coughed lightly, "Before I unravel the mystery, I hope you will reassure me again." Whatever I say, listen to me calmly. "

"I promise."

"Say good."

The two women shouted in unison, but Shi Lingren only looked at Liu Yaoyong.

"So, let me start with the conclusion. In my opinion, Zhu Qi committed suicide. "

Liu Yaoyong's widening eyes almost fell out. His clenched fists trembled at his waist. The same trembling lips didn't spit out a word, but I could tell that Liu Yaoyong kept saying, "Impossible, there can't be such a thing, absolutely impossible." "

Liu Yaoyong is not the only one who was surprised.

"Is your conclusion the same as the judicial decision? Did she commit suicide with the assistance of Liu Zhenzhen? "

The bespectacled woman's eyes widened. Then, Liu Zhenzhen's ex-wife's granddaughter stood up and said:

"No way. My grandmother said that Liu Zhenzhen is definitely not the kind of person who is crazy about love, let alone harming others and benefiting himself, which is absolutely impossible. "

"Yes, it's absolutely impossible. No matter what kind of feelings Zhu Qi has for Liu Zhenzhen, and no matter how much she asks for it, it is impossible for Liu Zhenzhen to agree to this request. Because, even though he doesn't love her anymore, he still wants her resources and his own business dynasty.

"That's right...... Therefore, although she doesn't know what the motive is, whether she is avenging the poet or feeling guilty about the past, Zhu Qi chose death, but she can't allow Liu Zhenzhen to get away with it, so she will lock Liu Zhenzhen at the scene of suicide. I don't know what method she used, she found the same antique pistol as him, and let him hold the gun after he deliberately took the drug and lost consciousness. She didn't know what crime he would be guilty of because of it.

But a person in such a suspicious situation, even if he is proven innocent later, is unlikely to let him get out unscathed, and as far as I know, Liu Zhenzhen is now running around to restore his precarious business credit - who would want to work with a business partner who is ruthless in killing his wife? After all, this is a credit society. "

"No, or maybe Zhu Qi didn't think much about it, little mom, she ...... I just don't want a pair of children to be taken away by him and become ruthless heirs. But the slave of money killed the innocent mother," Liu Yaoyong slowly knelt down, tears raining down. I noticed that he changed his name. Even the sound of a low cry that trembled in my heart resounded throughout the hall, and I pressed the pain switch on my molars with my tongue to bring myself back to my senses.

Mother didn't suspect the man for half a minute, until gossip reached her ears, until she realized that Liu Zhen was actually shocked...... That guy just took a fancy to the Zhu family's reputation and property. Having an affair with those third-party women also started a long time ago. Mother Ri washed her face with tears, just to save face, but when she saw Liu Zhenzhen stretching out his claws to the two children, the two broke out into their first fierce quarrel! ”

Liu Yaoyong and Liu Xijun grew up under Zhu Qi's wings, they don't know how their father made a comeback, and since they were sensible, Liu Zhenzhen has been a "public figure". He took interest-free loans from Zhu Qi's family, and a few years later, he set up a small online advertising company when Zhongguancun was on the rise. Liu Zhenzhen's huge investment in several rising stars in the officialdom has laid the foundation for his business victory, because of his connections, the company has monopolized the advertising industry in northern Hebei in less than five years. With the help of the power of collusion between officials and businessmen, he broke into the financial industry, the logistics industry, and all other industries, and the scale of the company expanded explosively.

It was the early '90s, and the chaos in the business world also contributed to his success. Whenever a policy crisis hits, the big fish eat the small fish, and the industries he controls will increase more and more. Liu Zhenzhen swallowed up rival companies one by one, embezzled bankrupt state-owned enterprises, encroached on state-owned assets, and eventually became the president of a large company that held a large place. It was a modern-day "dynasty", a black and gold empire that greedily expanded its territory and subdued its rivals. In fact, it was reported years ago that the dynasty was even using assassination, an anachronistic tactic. There have been numerous cases of corporate leaders and low-level officials hostile to the Liu consortium dying in mysterious "accidents" or "deaths", including by journalists who wrote the stories. Compared with the previous business with the support of his ex-wife, this comeback process took less than 20 years. Of course, at this time, Liu Zhenzhen was already over half a hundred years old, although he could still attract a moth to a fire-like gold worshipper, but he was so sober that he was ruthless, and the first thing he considered was the "inheritance" of the "dynasty...... This may be taken for granted by a thief.

He has everything he can do for the next few decades with his two children under his surname, with a schedule down to the minute. He desperately instilled in them economics, financial alchemy, and the resurgence of "thick black science". Not to mention meeting children of the same age, he would even restrict the use of the Internet and lock them up in a deep house compound. The man intended to remain firmly in control of the dynasty he had built even after his death.

When the man was still unkind to Zhu Qi, their brother and sister had clearly witnessed his hideous face hidden under the mask of "Liu Zhenzhen", a successful person. That year, the two of them climbed the curtains and slipped out of the old house, and the twelve-year-old brother and nine-year-old sister held hands, panting and thundering their hearts across the dark courtyard at one o'clock in the morning, not knowing that they had already been caught by the grim gaze. Together, they carried the gardener's ladder to the fence and climbed over the iron fence to let out a small cheer.

At this moment, Liu Zhenzhen suddenly hit the light on the smiling faces of his own children, frowned contemptuously, and blocked the front—dozens of pairs of eyes around him were looking down on them. It was Liu Zhenzhen's old courtier and new minion.

Some look at the saints with the same excitement and reverence as those of fanatics facing the saints.

Some look at the prison escapees as if they were guards, full of astonishment and panic.

Everyone on the lookers was dressed in luxurious clothes, ranging from long black evening dresses, women's evening wear from Italian brands, and more. Countless eyes shifted from the well-dressed crowd to the stage on which they stood. There is curiosity and scrutiny in the sight. They resemble spectators gathered in ancient arenas to watch gladiator performances – or, perhaps, gourmets dressed up and figuring out where to start with their forks. Some of these rude guests have already paid attention to their brothers and sisters by focusing on their own interests.

But the protagonist is undoubtedly Liu Zhenzhen, who wordlessly kicked Liu Yaoyong's lower abdomen, and directly stepped on Liu Yaoyong's back who was squatting on the ground in pain. Liu Xijun, who ran to his brother's side, was also kicked down by him.

This is the man named Liu Zhenzhen.

That night, he ordered his servant, Aunt May, to take them back, and never said a word to them who were weeping, as if to show that they were not worth his tongue at all.

I almost jumped to my feet and shouted, "It's not a thing!" ”

Since then, Zhu Qi has told Liu Yaoyong and Liu Xijun the truth of the world countless times like a ritual and a sacrament. Their brother and sister are the only companions in this world, Liu Yaoyong remembers, after Liu Xijun who was standing next to him heard Zhu Qi's words, he nodded gently as always, probably nodding. He couldn't make out the slightest movement in the darkness, but he knew how his twelve-year-old sister would react to her mother's every word. And Liu Xijun must also know how his fourteen-year-old brother is protecting her, and how not to teach her to despair about the world.

It's okay, I'm by your side.

Even if you don't say it, you can still get the meaning across.

Liu Yaoyong and Liu Xijun. In this way, the brother and sister lived together in this lonely world, standing motionless and motionless in this cold and boring darkness.

Zhu Qi is their only light.

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