"You're not her husband? You don't know?" Yu Zijiang frowned.

"She doesn't have me as a husband in her heart. She just thinks I'm useless. Zheng Xuan and I have been separated for a long time. She didn't have enough money and someone came to her door. That's when I found out about it." Kong Weihao explained.

"I have already helped her pay back a large amount of money, and she came to me asking for money. When I said I had no money, she started yelling loudly. This day has gone back and forth, when will it end..." Kong Weihao remembered

I kept crying and complaining about my miserable experience.

That's what loan sharking is like. If you can't pay back the money, your family will suffer, and the ghost will linger. Kong Weihao was deeply harassed because of this.

"But I really just quarreled with her. I wanted to completely cut off the relationship with her. I really didn't kill her..." Kong Weihao kept talking and finally came around.

He only emphasized one point over and over again: I was wronged.

Tao Lin was sitting in the monitoring room when a police officer opened the door and handed over a folder.

"Teacher Tao, we can only find so much of the supplementary information you requested," the police officer said.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Tao Lin nodded and quickly focused his eyes on the black and white words on the paper.

The paper inside is even slightly warm, and you can smell the smell of ink when you open the folder.

Conversations in the interrogation room kept coming, with Yu Zijiang's stern questioning and Kong Weihao's sometimes excited and sometimes timid answers alternating repeatedly. In this slightly noisy background, Tao Lin turned over the information attentively, and time seemed to be on him.

Still.

Not long after, he closed the document with a "snap". He didn't care that Mo Shiqiu was sitting next to him, got up, and pushed out the door without saying hello.

"Since Zheng Xuan doesn't like you, why did you get married? You can want her to be young and beautiful, but what can she want from you?" Yu Zijiang continued to question Kong Weihao.

At this moment, behind Yu Zijiang, there was a harsh friction sound caused by the rotation of the iron door shaft. Leather shoes hit the ground, and there was a crisp and cold sound of footsteps.

"You will be rich in the future, right?" Tao Lin's voice came coldly.

He slowly walked to the empty seat next to Yu Zijiang and sat down. Without squinting, he just raised his arm and handed a document to Yu Zijiang.

"Your parents own three sets of suburban rural properties that are about to be demolished and developed. If you calculate the money, you will be completely transformed." Tao Lin looked at Kong Weihao and said.

The way he stares at the suspect always hides a sense of oppression that strangles the throat. Coupled with the expressionless face, it makes people shiver violently.

"My marriage to her was arranged by my parents." Kong Weihao explained quickly.

"Contract marriages are not uncommon in the village. As long as there is money and commitment..."

"How many years have you lived? The Qing Dynasty is dead!" As soon as Yu Zijiang heard such ridiculous things, his anger only rushed to his forehead.

The pedantic atmosphere squats in the deep mountains and old forests, and has not been overwhelmed by the rise of modern high-rise buildings after so many years.

Those people who sit in the corner, influenced by this trend that has lingered for generations, feel that pedantry is a matter of course.

Tao Lin stretched out his hand under the table and tugged on Yu Zijiang's sleeve, telling him to concentrate.

"Go on and explain." Then he raised his chin and asked Kong Weihao to explain.

"Originally everything was fine, but the development and demolition has been delayed year after year. I am not in good health and am still a pauper. Zheng Xuan went out to borrow money in order to live her decent life!" Kong Weihao held his forehead,

He buried his head and said in annoyance.

"Zheng Xuan came to you today to borrow money?" Tao Lin asked next.

"Yeah... this loser came to me for money when he ran out of money. This time he asked for one million for the first time. Where did I get such money? She might as well kill me. I can't remember how many times she did this.

They came to see me. But I don’t have so much money, and the house hasn’t been demolished yet. We both got angry and had a big quarrel.” Kong Weihao answered truthfully.

"It's not enough to quarrel at home, why did you take her to the rooftop to quarrel?" Yu Zijiang asked, squinting at the man in front of him.

"When I didn't give her money, she shouted to commit suicide and asked the loan lenders to come and block me. That's why I chased after her. She has threatened me like this several times." Kong Weihao said, looking up tremblingly.

He turned to the two police officers in front of him.

Through the bright white light of the interrogation room, Tao Lin could see the fear and panic hidden in his pupils.

It was as if a container full of emotions had been overturned, and the fear in his eyes poured out. Kong Weihao's whole body was trembling, and his short stature made him feel even more pitiful.

"But I definitely didn't push her. When I left, Zheng Xuan was still alive. But not long after I left, I heard screaming from the bottom of the building. I quickly opened the window and looked down. She, she, she... actually

He was really dead and his body was cut into pieces." Kong Weihao's voice changed its tone.

That tragic corpse, with internal organs and blood leaking everywhere, makes me feel uncomfortable in my stomach just thinking about it.

"Don't get excited yet. If there is any injustice, we will definitely investigate it." Yu Zijiang couldn't stand it any longer and turned to comfort Kong Weihao.

He poured the man a glass of warm water by the way to calm down his excitement.

"How long after you left did you hear the scream?" After his mood stabilized, Tao Lin continued to ask.

"Police officer, I really don't remember this. I was so angry at the time..."

"Remember it and see if you can give me an approximate time." Compared to Yu Zijiang's turmoil, Tao Lin's inquiry was cold but relatively gentle.

"Almost...ten minutes?" Kong Weihao's tone seemed uncertain.

While listening, Yu Zijiang quickly wrote down key points in his notebook.

"Did you meet anyone else when you went downstairs?" Tao Lin asked next.

"No more." Kong Weihao quickly shook his head.

"Okay, I understand." Tao Lin didn't ask any more questions.

He quickly sorted the documents on the desktop into piles, picked up the papers with one hand, stood up and walked out the door.

"Let's do this for today." Yu Zijiang immediately closed the pen cap. At this time, the notebook in front of him already had three pages full of records.

"Officer, when can I leave?" Kong Weihao hurriedly called to Yu Zijiang.

"We haven't finished our investigation of you yet. Let's stay here for a while so that we can calm down. You cooperate well and we will take care of you if you are hungry." Yu Zijiang raised his chin and finally left the interrogation room.

In the end, Kong Weihao was the only one left in the interrogation room. He sat on a cold iron chair, facing the empty wall, and froze in frustration.

Soon after, the police officers in the team completed the aftermath of Zheng Xuan's fall case and returned to the office of the Criminal Investigation Team No. 1. A large amount of information needed to be sorted out. This small office was filled with the buzzing of printers.
Chapter completed!