disappearing gold

Chapter 45 Playing the emotional card

Although Ms. Wang was found, Tong Ge couldn't bring her back to the station in the middle of the night. The house is located on the outskirts of the scenic spot. In addition, it is deserted and too far from the city. It is impossible for taxis to come here to pick up passengers in the middle of the night.

The lady slept in the bedroom and the child slept in the hall next door.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, the insects are chirping around, and the night is getting darker.

On Zhai day, the red sun rose in the east. They got up and children's songs led Ms. Wang out of a large open space at the foot of the mountain.

The gate of the scenic spot is still a long way away, so they walked to the bus stop one after another.

After waiting at the platform for half an hour, the bus finally arrived. They boarded the bus and took the bus back to Qingcheng Police Station.

Afterwards, the interrogation began.

Children's Song presided over the interrogation, and another female police officer took notes.

"Ms. Wang, let me ask again. Does Song Xiaofan really not have a golden switchblade?"

"No means no, I've said it many times."

"Then look, what is this?" Tong Ge walked over and stood the scabbard in front of Ms. Wang.

Ms. Wang looked at it for a while and said, "It seems to be the scabbard that appeared on the top of my display cabinet."

"Not as if, but definitely."

Ms. Wang pursed her lips, saying this just to be on the safe side.

Tong Ge asked: "Do you know who put this thing in your house?"

She said she didn't know and remained calm as usual.

"It's Liu Hu. He confessed. This is Song Xiaofan's stuff."

"This...this...is impossible."

"Impossible what?"

"This is not something ordinary. What the hell is that bastard Liu Hu talking about?" Ms. Wang's face looked very pale under the attention of the two police officers.

Tong Ge sneered: "Have you really never seen this thing before?"

Ms. Wang shook her head and said she had never seen it before.

"But Liu Hu has seen it before."

"Where has he seen the scabbard? Whose is it?" Ms. Wang didn't realize that her voice was trembling when she asked the last two words.

Tong Ge said the answer seriously, "In your house, he said this is Song Xiaofan's scabbard."

"What? Are you kidding me?"

"Liu Hu also stole the scabbard and mortgaged it."

"You are simply making up a fantasy. It is impossible for Liu Hu to do it, and there is no need to do such a thing." Ms. Wang mocked contemptuously, her face looking a little paler than before.

"What? Do you still think Liu Hu is a rich, handsome man?"

Ms. Wang's eyes widened and she was still in the mood to joke, "What else? Is he a big boss? Hahaha!"

She laughed a few times, leaning forward and backward with laughter, but the huge laughter was out of place in the quiet interrogation room. As if snickering, she deliberately covered her mouth with her hand.

This laughter had a more contemptuous tone than before, and she seemed to have heard the best joke in the world.

Tong Ge gritted his teeth, "He has confessed that he is a disguised young master. In essence, he can't even afford a house. He can't afford the commercial house his ex-wife wants, and he was domestically abused by his ex-wife and divorced by her." .”

"Ex-wife? What do you mean by ex-wife?" Ms. Wang smelled a different smell in the air, suddenly straightened her upper body, and finally felt something was wrong.

In my impression, Liu Hu had never said anything about this. He only told himself that he was a single, rich and handsome man.

"His ex-wife was killed on March 3th." Tong Ge said one sentence, like spitting out ice cubes. Every word was cold and ruthless, with a biting chill.

"Ah?" The muscles on Ms. Wang's face twitched.

She collapsed completely on the chair, like a limp noodle. She wiped her face fiercely, "Is this true? Liu Hu lied to me?"

"I don't have to tell you, but I want you to tell the truth as you know it."

This is the true meaning of the children's song.

It's a pity that she doesn't understand and doesn't appreciate it.

She looked desperate, "I didn't lie."

"Why did Liu Hu lie to me?" She didn't believe it and straightened up from the chair again.

"There are many reasons. Just ask him."

Ms. Wang was silent, never wanting to say another word. Lowering her head, her eyes were full of complex emotions, and her heart was filled with an indescribable feeling of blockage.

"Even now, you still don't want to tell the truth?"

"What I said is true." "Then let me tell you, there are Song Xiaofan's fingerprints on the scabbard." Tong Ge picked up the scabbard and waved it in front of Ms. Wang.

Ms. Wang was dumbfounded for a moment.

The interrogation room became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

She snorted, "So what? That only proves that Fanfan's hand has held this knife."

"Five fingerprints can be retained only if you play with them often."

"Anyway, Fanfan doesn't have these things." Ms. Wang turned her head to one side.

Tong Ge, filled with rage, simply raised the receipt for redeeming the scabbard in front of her. All the anger, rage, and sorrow for his misfortune came out of his chest, "Look what this is? Do you think about why Liu Hu redeemed the scabbard at all costs?"

"How do I know this?" she roared loudly.

"Do you want to see Liu Hu?"

"where is he?"

"Temporarily detained in a detention center."

A long time, a long time.

"I'm going to ask him." Ms. Wang stared with fierce eyes, no longer as elegant and quiet as usual.

"I'll arrange it as soon as possible."

The interrogation is temporarily over.

Tong Ge went to the detention center to visit Liu Hu, who was lying on a faded bench bored. He clasped his nails on both hands and frowned.

Hearing the clatter of chains, the door of the holding room was opened. He stood up and looked at the door. It turned out to be a children's song.

"Officer, what are you—"

"Liu Hu, I want to talk to you."

"Is there anything else to talk about?"

"Can you do me a favor? If successful, your sentence will be reduced." Tong Ge put forward this tempting condition.

Liu Hu's interest arose, "What are you busy with?"

"Convince Ms. Wang to tell her who the owner of the golden switchblade is, and has it changed hands in the process?"

"I tried my best, but now she must hate me to the core."

Tong Ge patted Liu Hu on the shoulder, "I believe you, maybe you can influence her."

Liu Hu reluctantly agreed.

Immediately afterwards, Tong Ge took Ms. Wang to the detention center.

The two people could only talk to each other on the phone through an iron door that separated the two spaces, while Tong Ge listened.

Ms. Wang picked up the phone with an extremely cold face, "I heard that you pretended to be rich, handsome and deceived me."

Liu Hu lowered his head, not daring to look at her.

But he still told the truth, "I'm sorry, Wanwan. But I really didn't mean to lie to you. Just listen to me -"

"I don't want to hear this." Ms. Wang was annoyed and interrupted sharply.

Liu Hu lowered his head and looked wilted, like a flower that had not been moisturized by water for a long time. There was a look of sadness and guilt in his eyes.

Silence, long silence.

"I heard that you have confessed?"

"Yes."

"It's okay. What are you blindly pointing out? Which one of your eyes saw that the scabbard belongs to Fanfan?"

"He plays with it all day long. Are you blind? And your son must be the murderer of Huang Min."

"My son? My son will be you from now on -" Ms. Wang screamed, but stopped suddenly in the middle of her words. For a moment, she also felt that her relationship with Liu Hu was ridiculous.

She cried loudly, "You still call me blind? You never say harsh words to me."

"Even if you hate him, you can't slander him, right?" She felt endless sadness. "I didn't expect you to be this kind of person. I really misjudged you."

Crying will not help, Liu Hu cannot be softened.

Liu Hu suddenly raised his head and opened a pair of blood-red eyes, "What kind of person am I? Do I need less food for you or less clothes for you?"

Ms. Wang could not deny it. These things are not worth mentioning in the face of Song Xiaofan's life, death and innocence.

(End of this chapter)