After Those Years of Misery

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update to the latest chapter of the second marriage husband too difficult!"You are a trap, to induce a confession. I was distracted by your attention. Of course I was angry when I saw this, but she committed suicide. I can also guess that she did something sorry for me. I just don't want to admit it. I still hope the woman I love can die cleanly."

"It is reasonable." Tong Wenya said slowly.

"I am telling the truth!"

"Where are you on the night of the 5th?" Tong Wenya changed the question, "Didn't you tell me? Zheng Li and I were drinking at my house. If you don't believe me, you can ask him to find out!"

"I've already looked for it, and he also provided us with very important clues." At this point, Tong Wenya looked at Ren Sixian triumphantly, "Guess what he told us?"

She saw a trace of panic in Ren Sixian's eyes, and it was fleeting.

He frowned, and said impatiently: "Don't play these games with me, you are just playing my words. The problem is that I haven't done anything. You are a waste of time."

"You wore your wedding shirt that day." Tong Wenya said.

"Who ruled that I can't wear my wedding shirt?"

"Of course there is no such rule. It's just that it's unreasonable for you to wear this shirt. Your wife is tidy and orderly in your wardrobe at home, and everything is sorted out, especially your clothes, which you usually wear. Put it on the outside, and put the seldom worn shirt on the inside. Your wedding shirt is 10 years ago, the style is outdated, and the size is not appropriate, but you take it out from the most difficult corner and put it on. And tell your friends that you just took it casually."

"What about that? Can't I be on a whim? Is it interesting for you to hold on to a shirt?"

"Where is that shirt now?"

"I...forgot, it seems to be thrown away."

"When was it thrown, and why?"

"Everyone is dead, I feel bad luck. I threw it away two days ago."

"Unlucky? Mr. Ren, you have always said that you love your wife so much. How do you feel that the shirt you wore when you married her is unlucky?" Ren Sixian's eyes flashed again, "Of course I don't think it was my mother threw it. She doesn't like my lover, you should understand this."

It's really cunning, but his performance is also expected.

"Have you ever left the house on the night of the 5th?"

"No, I drank too much and just slept."

"Mr. Ren, you'd better cooperate. If you don't tell the truth, the penalty might be aggravated." Tong Wenya knocked on the table.

"I'm telling the truth." Ren Sixian raised his neck, looking straightforward and confident.

"You are indeed a careful-thinking person. It seems that everything is done seamlessly. There are no fingerprints on the photos, no footprints on the scene, and even the cameras at your door and Jinyuan Building did not leave you. But Mr. Ren has one thing. You overlooked that, from your home to the Jinyuan Building, there are a total of 30 cameras on the road. The two cameras are useless, but the middle one is good. Yuan Siming, show Mr. Ren the video.

The time on the video was recorded very clearly, and the picture was not too blurry, and Ren Sixian's forehead began to sweat.

"You can only prove that I have been out, not that I have been to the scene!"

"There are two things to prove that you have been there."

"What?" he asked reflexively.

"Mops and perfumes are just because you are cautious, so these two things betray you. Perfume is you sprayed on purpose to cover up the smell of alcohol on your body, and your spouse does not spray perfume. As for mops, you actually wear shoe covers to the scene. , There is no need to worry too much about leaving footprints. After you watched Lin Xiaoping's death, after thinking about it, you were still worried about leaving any traces, so you went to get the mop. This time you are not as cautious as you are with the water cup and the medicine bottle. Wear gloves, so there are your fingerprints on the mop. Cleaners don’t have the habit of washing the handles of the mop, so your fingerprints are always there."

Hearing this, Ren Sixian finally broke down.

"She's damn it! She's damn it! Who made her steal people, I was so good to her. She should have been damned, she bought the medicine herself, and she took it herself."

"She didn't buy the medicine by herself, but you bought it in her name, and asked her to sign for it when the goods arrived. She took the medicine and wrote the suicide note, which was forced by you. She actually loves you, but you always It was enslaving her and making her mentally stressed. We found this in her desk." Tong Wenya handed a diary to Ren Sixian. Every page of the diary was soaked in tears, and it was filled with a woman’s cheating Regret and self-blame, there are also many photos of a family of three enjoying themselves.

In front of Ren Sixian's eyes, there was a scene where she knelt in front of her and begged and begged him to let her live atonement that night. He seemed to see her dying struggle again...

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The case was solved, and the evidence was as strong as a mountain, and Ren Sixian had to explain.

The matter had come to an end, but thinking that Mrs. Ren and the children were very pitiful, Tong Wenya went to Ren's house after finishing the case.

The door of Ren's house was closed tightly, and after knocking on it for a long time, there was a faint smell of gas from the crack of the door.

"Crap! Open the door! The old lady is afraid she committed suicide!"

Several people broke in and saw that the old lady and Ren Sixian's child were unconscious.

Fortunately they went in time, and neither of them was okay.

The old lady begged to die, Tong Wenya thought for a while, and only used her son to keep her.

After persuading for a long time, the old lady's ashen expression finally turned a bit.

"Bring me the photos my son took me. I want to see my son. My son is a filial son. Take me a whole box of photos." The old lady said, she couldn't cry.

Seeing her poor, Tong Wenya told Yuan Siming to turn over all those photos.

The old man trembled and touched the photos, babbling about the origin of each one.

"Look at this. This is the first photo my son took for me. He just bought the first camera. It was in Binhai City..."

Tong Wenya followed the old man's fingers and looked at it. It was a black-and-white photo, indeed old and somewhat yellowed.

It was taken in a square, and there were passers-by behind the old lady.

Tong Wenya's eyes suddenly froze on a woman's face!That woman was Zhao Fenglian when she was young. She had visited her many times when she was a child, and she still remembered her appearance, and she would definitely not admit her mistake.

Zhao Fenglian was holding a very small baby in her hands, and a man beside her pampered Zhao Fenglian's shoulders.

God, is that child her?Tong Wenya opened her eyes unbelievably.

She almost forgot to breathe nervously, and when she looked carefully, there was a man standing in front of a man and a woman, and that man was somewhat similar to Chun Yuchen.