Muchuan and Xiang Wan

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Tian Xiaoya?

Sure enough, you can poke wherever it hurts.

Xiang Mu looked at Bai Muchuan for a while. He didn't express his expression at all. Of course, he could not be expected to be sympathetic.

Xu Zhaodi suffered secondary killings for no reason. It seems that he did not expect to reply after a long while. "You told me. At the press conference this morning."

The gauze curtain was blown by the wind, as if blowing her voice away, and fluttering lightly, without falling into place.

But I felt it late, and her voice was trembling, as if trying to control her emotions as much as possible.

Yes! How could a woman who was betrayed by her husband but knew only after his death be willing to be repeatedly asked about the matter of Primary Three?

Xiang Wan’s sympathy has become the second power of sympathy——

However, Bai Muchuan was still expressionless, and he gave Xu Zhaodi the next heavy hammer, "According to an insider, about a week before Tian Xiaoya's death, I heard that you had a fierce quarrel with Zhao Jiahang, and I heard you right He roared, let him deal with the things he did, if he did not deal with it, someone else would handle it for him! Is there this matter?"

The thin figure in the gauze obviously shook.

Xu Zhaodi spoke for a while, not knowing his emotions, "I didn't say that. Who is the insider? I can confront him face to face."

Bai Muchuan said, "We will confirm the truth! This is another problem. At 10pm on July 20, where are you?"

That time period was Zhao Jiahang's time of death.

Everyone here knows. Xu Zhaodi obviously also understands.

She did not hesitate, "At my mother's house. With my mother's family. They can all testify for me."

Bai Muchuan did not say whether his mother’s family’s proof was useful, and continued to ask in a cold voice: “You have been married to Zhao Jiahang for eight years and rarely go back to your mother’s home. It has never happened in the last three years. Why did you choose to go back alone that day? "

Xu Zhaodi pondered for half a second, "Do I have to answer?"

Bai Muchuan narrowed his eyes, "Must."

Xu Zhaodi seemed to raise his head and looked straight at him from the tulle curtain. "I quarreled with him."

Bai Muchuan, "Why quarrel?"

Such an aggressive way of asking questions is very annoying and upset, and Xiang Wan once taught that taste, and Xu Zhaodi was obviously a little unbearable.

"That's my private business. This police officer, wouldn't you suspect that my husband killed me?"

Bai Muchuan seriously said, "Anyone who can doubt is my suspicion. Mrs. Zhao, we are only trying to restore the truth of your husband's death as soon as possible. Isn't this the result you have always expected?"

Xu Zhaodi was attacked by his indifferent tone and was a bit unresponsive.

She seemed to take a long breath before she gave an awkward answer.

"Because he came back after drinking at the entertainment day and wanted to have **** with me. I was inconvenienced. I didn't agree. He had to. I feel wronged..."

-The wind is miserable.

It's hard to imagine that picture all night long.

Zhao Jiahang is so handsome after all, Xu Zhaodi... Alas!

She sighed, but Bai Muchuan was like a case-inquiring robot, with no feelings at all, "How long have you been without husband and wife?"

Xu Zhaodi was asked embarrassedly, "For a long time."

"how long?"

"Six years."

"In six years, I haven't lived as a husband and wife. Have you never suspected someone outside him?"

Bai Muchuan's sharp question is very powerful.

But the hidden wound was peeled open, bloody--

Xu Zhaodi hasn't said anything for a long time.

Bai Muchuan gave her enough time to consider, and then slowly asked: "I will give you a chance to reorganize the language. Just my first question."

After such a big circle, he finally got Xu Zhaodi back.

However, Xu Zhaodi has a strong defense in his heart.

For a long time she sighed slowly, "I have had doubts and doubts. But I have not been confirmed. That Tian Xiaoya, I really don't know."

Bai Muchuan raised his lips, "So, you don't know how she died? You don't want to know?"

Xu Zhaodi's voice was quiet, "I don't know, I don't want to know."

Bai Muchuan stood up slowly without expression, and asked the last question, "Today is a memorial service for your husband, why don't you attend?"

"This is my private matter, Mr. Police. I think this has nothing to do with the case?"

Xu Zhaodi's patience has obviously been used to the extreme, and his tone is extremely rigid.

However, the person she met was Bai Muchuan.

He replied lukewarmly, "You are a private matter, it happens to be my business. No conflict."

Xiang Wan: "..."

This guy's tepid appearance always drives people crazy!

Not to mention Xu Zhaodi, even she was somewhat indignant.

Just after my husband died, I found out that my husband was cheating again, and the police found him at home to force me.

The woman in the gauze curtain did not speak for a while, thinking she was extremely angry.

At this time, Bai Muchuan gave Huang He a wink and handed him the next routine inquiry.

Changed the individual, the atmosphere immediately changed.

Huang He is a man with a gentle personality, who always gives people a sense of security like a "child police". Xu Zhaodi's nervous nerves gradually relaxed, and he told the story again and again.

It took a total of thirty minutes to finish.

Huang He closed the book and looked back at Bai Muchuan, "White Team!"

Bai Muchuan was staring at an oil painting on the wall, and turned his head slowly when he heard the sound, "Done asking?"

How dare he not listen just now? Huang He was embarrassed, "Yes."

Bai Muchuan slammed his sleeves casually, "Take a fingerprint and take the job!"

Under normal circumstances, after finishing the transcript, the transcript provider will be required to sign and stamp the handprint. Huang He has just asked Xu Zhaodi to sign.

Fingerprintable——

Xu Zhaodi, who was injured in a car accident, was not only paralyzed in the lower body, but also her fingers were grinded with blood and flesh. A total of four fingers of both hands were disabled. In this case, no fingerprints could be collected.

"Boss..." Huang was puzzled.

When he came here for the first time, Huang Zhaodi came here from Xu Zhaodi. At that time, he had thought about recording fingerprints, but he could not record them. This situation was known to the white team. Why did he let him collect again?

Is he absent?

Huang Hehu stared at him suspiciously, but Bai Muchuan didn't seem to be joking.

"One finger doesn't work, ten fingers doesn't work? It doesn't work once, doesn't it work ten times?"

For someone who has been hurt, this is particularly cruel.

Huang He helplessly sighed, and said to Xu Zhaodi with a smile as gently as possible: "Ms. Xu, I may have to trouble you again."

"No trouble." Xu Zhaodi's voice was slow, and he didn't refuse. Of course, he couldn't refuse, "Come on, Xiaocheng, help me."

Xu Zhaodi did not remove the curtain.

In the thin curtain, she pushed the wheelchair forward, and Xiaocheng hurried over to support her arm.

One hand stretched out across the curtain like that.

Towards the heart was pulled hard.

What kind of hand is that?

For the first time, she discovered that "skinny as a wood" was used to describe people so appropriately.

There is no flesh on the wrist, thin, dry, wearing a jade bracelet, heavy as if to break her hand. The shrivelled skin tissue was so seldom exposed to the sun that it was so pale that it didn't show a touch of blood, and its ten fingers were crooked and crooked with disability.

very scary!

It's miserable!

Towards the heart pounding night, Huang He's nerves are also tight, only Bai Muchuan alone.

Do not! It is indifferent, has no human touch, no compassion.

Xiang Wan once again put a few bad labels on Bai Muchuan.

The three came out of the "White Castle" and found that more people came to the Zhao family to pay their condolences.

Walking late on the forest path, the spine was cool and silky, and he wished to leave Zhao's house early, but Bai Muchuan walked slowly and again in the direction of Lingtang.

Like a bystander, he stood everywhere, did not communicate with anyone, and left silently.

"What do you see?" He asked in the car and got into the night.

"No one came from the Xu family." Bai Muchuan replied lazily, leaning against the seat.

Xiang Wan was shocked, "Do you all know the Xu family?"

Bai Muchuan turned to look at her, "There is no one with the surname Xu on the wreath placed outside the Lingtang."

Xiang Wan: "..."

There were so many people just now, the wreaths were placed next to each other, inside and outside the third layer, she did not pay attention to who sent the wreath who did not send the wreath, and did not pay attention at all, but Bai Muchuan even see these details in her eyes?

No wonder they can be the captain of the criminal investigation, and she can't even write criminal investigation novels.

Sighing secretly, she saw senior seniors like a small white man in the workplace and asked questions again.

"Why didn't the Xu family come? Are they not relatives?"

This time, Bai Muchuan didn't even bother to give her a single look, closing her eyes unreasonably.

What an embarrassment!

Xiang Wan's cheeks were ashamed, and he heard Huang He chuckling, "Xiang Xiang didn't seem to do his homework well? Didn't you say that your fictional characters refer to Zhao Jiahang's background? Don't you know how Zhao Jiahang made his fortune? of?"

amount? Xiang Wan stunned.

Huang He went on to say, "He, he was born as a poor boy, and a golden pimple popped out of a ravine. This Xu Zhaodi is a classmate of his university, and he just married and ignored his family's objection to marry him. What did the baby look like? As a result... Xu Zhaodi married Zhao Jiahang and had a car accident in less than two years. The baby in her stomach was miscarried and the person was disabled. So, the Xu family has never waited for this son-in-law. However, This man is dead, and he didn't show up. It's indeed strange."

Turns out there is such a thing?

Xiang Wan really did not know Zhao Jiahang's past.

Probably after he became famous, he concealed these embarrassing past deliberately. At that time, Xiangyue only knew the bright side he created on the Internet. How can there be so many pickles in the dark?

"Scum man!" Xiang Wan angrily anxious for Xu Zhaodi, suddenly thought of a problem, turned to stare at Bai Muchuan: "But you showed me the Xu Zhaodi's car accident file, there must be some ideas. Why did you arrive? In front of Xu Zhaodi, you didn’t mention it at all?"

"..." Bai Muchuan was silent.

"Are you also wondering what?" she asked.

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－－－－－－Digression－－－－－－－

Make a transition.

Everyone can talk freely about the case.