After amnesia, I became a forensic doctor

Chapter 1015 The Final Murderer 32
"And you gave it?" Shan Chenxun said.

"I don't want to give it. Although my son and Zhao Ying are brothers and sisters, they are not related by blood. Even if it is exposed, it is nothing. But once it is exposed, our family will be branded as a cheater. How can my husband's reputation be affected? ?” If you are not honest with the people, you are destined not to be loved.

"So, you still gave it?" Yin Dongfang recorded.

Madam Zhao nodded.

"Does Mr. Zhao know?" Shan Chenxun asked.

"He doesn't know." Mrs. Zhao calmed down, "After giving the money, Zhang Zhaodong didn't mention it again. Yesterday afternoon, he came to me suddenly and asked if I had put medicine in his wife's food?"

"He suspected that you killed Alan?"

"Ah."

"What's the reason?" He wouldn't doubt her for no reason.

"He said that toxic substances were found in the red wine, and I gave her the red wine." Mrs. Zhao explained.

"Why didn't you say it when you recorded the statement last time?" Yuan Ke remembered asking her about the source of the red wine last time, and she said it was purchased by the housekeeper.

"I only gave two or three bottles. I thought you were talking about the wine and food at home. Those were originally purchased by the housekeeper."

"This is sophistry." Yuan Keming asked very clearly at that time, she was obviously looking for an excuse.

"Are the two bottles you gave me island?" The red wine Yin Dongfang mentioned was the one that was found to be poisonous.

"Yes, but officer, the two bottles of wine I gave were unopened."

"Unopened ones can be tampered with." Yuan Ke interrupted her.

"You can say whatever you want. Anyway, I didn't harm Alan. I have a good relationship with her. She taught me cooking, so I don't need to kill her." Mrs. Zhao was a little excited, her face turned cold, and she lost the nervousness just now.

"A good relationship doesn't mean that there is no motive..." Yuan Ke said.

Lao Yang next to her elbowed her to signal her not to speak.

She stopped, waiting for Shan Chenxun to speak.

"Mrs. Zhao, whether you poisoned or not, those two bottles of wine are indeed yours, and you can't prove that you didn't do it." Shan Chenxun reminded.

"Then you don't have evidence, I did it." Mrs. Zhao grasped this point.

"Indeed, this is a doubtful point. What you have to answer now is, what happened last night?"

"I ignored him in the afternoon, but at night, he came to ask again. At that time, I got angry and had a quarrel with him..." Mrs. Zhao truthfully explained.

"Where did the quarrel happen? What time?" Yin Dongfang asked.

"In the living room, it was around nine o'clock. It was originally in the corridor outside the bedroom. I didn't want Lao Zhao to know, so I went to the living room."

"When did you leave?"

"Around nine forty..."

"This is within the time of the housekeeper's death." Yin Dongfang raised his eyes with a serious expression, "Apart from quarrels, is there any quarrel? Like physical contact?"

"...Yes." Mrs. Zhao admitted, "We quarreled a few words, he got anxious and came up to grab my collar, I pushed him away, and then he came again... During the push and push, I bumped into the foot of the coffee table , broke his arm."

She rolled up her sleeves, exposing her elbows, which were indeed torn and slightly red.

"Is the butler hurt?"

"he……"

"If you want to get rid of suspicion, you have to tell the truth." Shan Chenxun reminded.

"He...should have." She nodded, stirred her fingers again, and stared at the carpet, "I couldn't break free, and I didn't want to disturb other people, so I grabbed the fruit knife on the coffee table and waved it at him..."

The fruit knife scratched the butler's clothes, and because she didn't know how hard it was, she didn't know if he was injured.

"He was clutching his chest. He may have been injured, but he couldn't see any blood..."

(End of this chapter)