under the vortex

Chapter 163

In the hospital, Sun Jiaojiao finally woke up.

She was lying on the bed, looking at a tree outside the window, to be precise, she was looking at a bird's nest on the tree.

At this time, the mother bird was feeding the two little birds in the nest, and the little bird was obviously moving slowly and listlessly, always unable to grab the other bird.The chirping child has food to eat, and the healthy bird sings loudly, so the mother bird feeds more food to the healthy bird. Over time, the healthy bird will be healthier, and the weak bird will be eliminated naturally .

Sun Jiaojiao had noticed this bird's nest since she was admitted to this ward. The weak bird was already dying. She knew that this was a world where the fittest survived by natural selection, but wouldn't the weak survive?

She touched her flat stomach, if this child is born, it is likely to inherit Gong Dalong's disease, just like his daughter.

But even if this is a defective child, she still wants to give birth to the child.

However, this world did not give her a chance, nor did it give Gong Dalong that flawed child a chance.

Thinking of the skinny little girl lying on the bed with a big puddle of blood on the ground, Sun Jiaojiao couldn't forgive herself.

If she hadn't killed Gong Dalong, at most Gong Dalong would have been punished by the law for embezzling public funds, and that child would not have committed suicide because of cyber violence. If she had known earlier that the child in her stomach hadn't been killed by Gong Dalong, She won't be murderous.

But there are no ifs in this world, only results.After she did these things, two lives were lost because of her. Ever since she found out that Gong Dalong was wrongly killed by her, she was worried and depressed every day.Originally, she was still hanging on her breath, thinking that no matter what, she couldn't let this matter come to light. After all, she still had decades of life to live, and she couldn't be buried in the hands of a dead person.

But after knowing that Gong Dalong's daughter was raped to the point of committing suicide because of Gong Dalong's affairs, she felt that she had no escape, no escape.

She could forgive herself for killing Gong Dalong, but she couldn't forgive Gong Dalong's daughter who died because of her.

When Zhang Lin came in with his assistant, he saw Sun Jiaojiao curled up on the bed with her hands on her stomach, looking out the window and weeping silently.

She didn't cry aloud, nor wiped her tears, just like a robot, letting tears and snot drip all over her mouth and body.

Xiao Xia handed her a tissue. Sun Jiaojiao seemed to have shed her last tear. After taking the tissue and wiping off all the tears on her face, before Zhang Lin and the others could speak, she herself began to say in a hoarse voice: "In the past few days, I have always dreamed that my child's father came to see me in the hospital. He kept persuading me not to keep this child, saying that this child would only bring me pain."

Zhang Lin thought that the father of the child Sun Jiaojiao mentioned was her husband, so he signaled Xiao Xia to start recording.

Sun Jiaojiao was immersed in the memory, her eyes only looked at the bird's nest in front of the window: "But, the child I conceived with great difficulty at my age, how could I possibly listen to him. So we had a quarrel, a big quarrel. In the end , we parted, there is no permanent banquet in the world, isn't it?"

Zhang Lin didn't want to hear what Sun Jiaojiao said, so he stared at Sun Jiaojiao: "During the time on the boat, Gong Dalong lived with you, what happened between you, and how did he die?" of?"

Sun Jiaojiao recalled the way Gong Dalong punched and kicked her in the stomach in order not to let her have a child, her expression instantly turned cold: "He lives with me because he is my child's son. Father."

Zhang Lin and Xiao Xia were a little caught off guard by these words, Zhang Lin suppressed his astonishment, and confirmed again: "You mean, you have an improper relationship with Gong Dalong?"

"Yes." Sun Jiaojiao directly admitted: "My husband can't give birth to a child, so I just want Gong Dalong to be a cheap father. He said he couldn't breathe at home and wanted to find some comfort with me, so let's do it. together."

Zhang Lin looked at the recording device in Xiaoxia's hand, and made sure it was on, before continuing to ask: "That's why you and Gong Dalong monopolized half of the resources on the ship at that time, your relationship with Gong Dalong, other people on the ship do you know?"

Previously, Zhang Lin thought that Sun Jiaojiao did not leave the room because of Gong Dalong's leg injury, so he simply locked him in the room together, but he did not expect that the two were related.

It's no wonder that Zhang Lin didn't think about the two of them. After all, Sun Jiaojiao's appearance was somewhat different from Lili and Jia Wenjun, women who were rumored to have an affair with Gong Dalong.

But thinking that Gong Dalong slept with Hu Sisi's wife Hao Jianing on the bed, Zhang Lin could only lament that each has its own love.

Sun Jiaojiao looked indifferent: "Hmph, I don't care if they know."

"Does anyone on the boat know that you are pregnant?"

Sun Jiaojiao's face became more and more gloomy: "Yes, it is Gong Dalong, I thought he would be happy, but I didn't expect him to want my child's life.

Zhang Lin frowned: "You told him about the pregnancy on the boat?"

"Yes, who would have thought that he would have hemophilia." Sun Jiaojiao's nails dug into her flesh.

Feeling the pain from her hands, she vented her strength and her voice was hoarse: "I have tried my best, but I didn't expect God's will to trick people."

Zhang Lin stared at her: "You just said that Gong Dalong wanted the life of the child in your womb, did he do anything to you?"

Sun Jiaojiao rubbed her belly and told how Gong Dalong kicked her.

"When he was locked in the room with you, his leg was injured and he couldn't get up, how did he have the strength to attack you?

Sun Jiaojiao sneered: "His injury won't kill him. To kill that child, he has plenty of strength."

Zhang Lin was waiting for this sentence, and his eyes froze: "So, he didn't die because of excessive blood loss from the wound on his thigh. How did he die?"

Sun Jiaojiao knew that the police must have found some evidence, and came to interrogate her only after they had doubts about the cause of Gong Dalong's death.

After knowing that Gong Dalong's daughter had died, she no longer planned to hide it.

"He wants my child's life, I can only want his life."

Hearing Sun Jiaojiao's confession, Zhang Lin controlled his emotions and asked again: "In other words, you killed Gong Dalong?"

"Correct."

"How did you kill Gong Dalong?" Zhang Lin continued to ask.

"His wound has not healed. When I bandaged him, I knew that the wound was not as deep as I thought. In order to let him die on the boat, when the antibiotics ran out, I put a cloth on his bandage. Rust slag."

When Sun Jiaojiao said this, her face was expressionless the whole time, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her.

By the time she had said all about being on the boat, it was as if a burden had been lifted from her, and she had paid for what she had done.From now on, she no longer has to wake up in the middle of the night, and doesn't have to worry about being found out when she leaks her words. She breathed a sigh of relief and stretched out her hands to the pair of handcuffs.

(End of this chapter)