Eyes that are the same as those of evil

Chapter 17 The Case of Soul-Seeking at the Coffin 6
Liang Yun, 41 years old, runs a clothing store and is a sophisticated woman who pays great attention to her appearance.

Once the mourning clothes were removed, it turned out that he was wearing a high-end, light red dress underneath.

She sat in the interrogation room, looking listless. Compared to when she was investigated for Zhao Lizhi's death the day before yesterday, she seemed to have lost both her energy and the collagen in her face.

Zheng Yan went into the interrogation room and stared at her for a while. Upon closer inspection, he could see that her face showed more than just pain.

"Liang Yun, you just said you wanted to report that Zhao Mingyue killed Zhao Mingqian? Do you have any evidence?"

Liang Yun lowered her eyes, her sobs sounding like a perfect victim's mother imitating a voice changer: "He said it himself, he said... he said he suspected Mingqian killed his uncle, so the two of them argued in front of his grandfather's grave, and he wanted Mingqian to admit his mistake..."

Zheng Yan was a little surprised and interrupted her: "You think so too? You think your son killed Zhao Li?"

"I..." Liang Yun didn't deny it immediately, and after a few hesitant words, she said, "No, Mingqian went to the bar at the time. It was an accident. But Mingyue didn't think so. He was convinced that Mingqian did it, so they argued and even got physical. In his anger, he pushed Mingqian, and then he found Mingqian had just crashed into the grave and died on the spot..."

As she was about to cry again after recounting her story, Zheng Yan coldly interrupted her once more: "Your son didn't kill Zhao Li, but was killed by Zhao Mingyue. Why didn't you say that before?"

Liang Yun: "I only just found out too..."

“Even if you didn’t know before, your son died. Normal parents would cry and beg for an investigation, but you remained silent and agreed not to continue the investigation.”

Liang Yun's perfect sobbing voice couldn't contain it all.

But Zheng Yan seemed to be just seizing the opportunity to mock her, and then immediately asked, "You said you only found out? When exactly did you find out? Why would he tell you, the victim's mother, after killing someone?"

"Because..." Her lips moved, but she couldn't say it, as if she couldn't continue after being interrupted.

Tan Ming casually remarked, "Is it because Zhao Mingyue wanted your forgiveness and asked you to give false testimony? But since you didn't want to pursue the matter anymore, why are you turning around and reporting him now? Is it because the benefits you offered weren't enough?"

Liang Yun's face turned red and then pale. She felt extremely embarrassed by their mockery, which even ignited her anger.

"I'm here to provide clues. If you don't want to listen, just pretend I was never here!"

Tan Ming gestured for her to continue, his attitude still nonchalant.

But Liang Yun held back, not intending to leave in a fit of anger, and took a deep breath to suppress her dissatisfaction.

Then she tried to continue her story smoothly: "...After Mingyue pushed Mingqian down, he came back and only said that it was because Mingqian killed his uncle that he was so angry that he took action. At the time, my mind was in a mess, and I thought it really was Mingqian who killed his uncle, so I didn't want you to investigate further. I wanted to save him some face and just pretend it was his grandfather trying to revive him. But after you left, I suddenly remembered that Mingqian was in a bar at the time, which is impossible. And I misunderstood. No matter what, Zhao Mingyue killed my son and should be sentenced!"

Zheng Yan nodded as he took notes, then suddenly asked, "Where's Zhao Xu? Your son was killed by Zhao Mingyue. You're not the only one who wants Zhao Mingyue to go to jail, are you? Why didn't he come?"

Liang Yun was caught off guard by an unrelated question: "He... he's at home. Mingqian's body is still..."

She didn't need to finish her sentence; as the victim's mother, she only needed to touch on the point and then cry. But both police officers remained unmoved.

Tan Ming asked, "What evidence do you have for what you've said? You should know that without concrete evidence, Zhao Mingyue can simply deny these things. Just like before, when you all gave the same testimony, we couldn't continue our investigation."

“Yes!” Liang Yun immediately said, “He wanted to… to appease us, so he transferred some money to us, but just to be on the safe side, he had his new girlfriend transfer it to my niece.”

Tan Ming chuckled: "That's quite a roundabout way, no wonder we couldn't find it. Tell me, what's your niece's name? What time did she receive the money? Let me think, according to you, it should have been after noon, right? Tell us her name, and we'll have the bank check the transaction time."

"she……"

"Actually, checking Zhao Mingyue's girlfriend's transaction records would have been the same, but I'm curious, why did he insist on telling you? No one saw him kill Zhao Mingqian at the time; he could have just kept it a secret, which would have been safer. Why did he insist on telling you? What made him so certain that you would be bribed?"

Liang Yun couldn't speak anymore, and sweat began to bead on her forehead.

Zheng Yan suddenly slammed his hand on the table, startling her.

"Let me answer for you, because Zhao Mingyue knows that you and your husband are both money-grubbing people. Sacrificing your eldest son for money is nothing, since you still have a more promising younger son!"

"No way! Stop talking nonsense!" Liang Yun's expression twisted instantly as she shouted, "I've raised Mingqian for twenty years with great difficulty, how could I possibly abandon him for money! You simply don't understand!"

“Oh, so there must be other reasons,” Zheng Yan leaned back. “Is it because he’s not actually innocent? Because he really is the murderer…or an accomplice who killed Zhao Li?”

“No.” Liang Yun’s eyes flickered, her hands clasped together in front of her.

"Not what? Not the murderer, not an accomplice?"

"Anyway, that's not it. You should arrest Zhao Mingyue and interrogate him..."

"That'll have to wait until you provide more complete evidence. You said Zhao Mingyue asked Zhao Mingqian to confront them at their grandfather's grave? Why would Zhao Mingqian agree to go? Actually, it's easier to understand if you look at it the other way around. Zhao Mingqian approached Zhao Mingyue and questioned him about whether he was the murderer of his uncle, but he didn't intend to expose him. He probably just wanted some money? But Zhao Mingyue didn't want to be threatened by him, so he simply killed him and framed Zhao Mingqian for the murder of his uncle... How much money did Zhao Mingyue give you?"

"Two hundred thousand...no! That was just to appease us..."

"Liang Yun! Your son Zhao Mingqian died with his eyes wide open in anger! You think accepting that 200,000 yuan is enough to wipe the slate clean? Now the Zhao family all think he's the murderer who killed Zhao Li, and that Zhao Mingyue is cleaning up the family's scum, while you let this mudslinging go to him! Do you think you can use this as leverage to make Zhao Mingyue feel guilty for the rest of his life? Zhao Man is the primary heir to that inheritance. All she needs to do is get Zhao Mingyue to sign an agreement before taking over the company, separating your family from the inheritance. You won't get a single penny after that! Your son's reputation and life are only worth 200,000 yuan!"

Another loud shout and a slam of the table shattered Liang Yun's confidence as she walked into the police station. In the end, she covered her face and cried, the curve of her lips a mixture of tears and laughter.

Her pained and terrified voice slipped through her fingers: "It was Zhao Mingyue... Zhao Mingyue killed Zhao Li, and he killed my son too!"

(End of this chapter)