Fortunate to be cared for in this life

Chapter 568 Persuasion
Fu Chujun and the president of the federation breathed in together.

They all feel terrible!
In my own home, without warning or reason, I suddenly lost two little lives!

Conceived in October, the long-awaited child finally died in the mother's arms for only a few months!This is just too creepy.

"Why didn't the Duan family call the police!" Fu Chujun couldn't help being indignant, "Duan Yuhui is a judge himself, can't he see the abnormality of this matter?"

"Maybe the authorities are obsessed with it, or it's an intentional cover-up." Mu Zi said, "According to Xiang Qingluo, after she fell unconscious, someone took the baby out of the stroller and threw her down the steps to die. Accept this statement, he is a judge, he pays attention to evidence and motivation in everything, he thinks that the servants of the Duan family are very loyal and will not harm his wife and children."

"What about the baseball?" Fu Chujun asked, "At least the baseball can prove that Xiang Qingluo didn't fall by herself, but someone wanted to harm her!"

Mu Zi silently shook her head.

Fu Chujun understood, "Didn't you find the baseball?"

"When the servant found out, he immediately called an ambulance to send the adult and the child to the hospital." Muzi sighed, "I didn't find a baseball nearby afterwards, and Xiang Qingluo was so stimulated that he spoke incoherently... a psychiatrist She thought that she might have an escape mentality, because she couldn't face the death of the child, and imagined a murder story, which plunged herself into a kind of morbid panic. The servants of the Duan family also thought that Mrs. Duan was holding the child to watch Tulip, accidentally fall and cause the death of the child."

"Is it possible... that she is really sick?" The president hesitated, "After all, we have no evidence so far."

The president of the federation is good friends with Fu Chujun, but he is not familiar with Mu Zi, and his trust is limited.

Mu Zi didn't answer directly, but looked at Fu Chujun, pointed to the flower garden stairs drawn on the paper, and asked, "Mrs. Fu, what would you do if you brought your children to such a place?"

Madam Fu frowned, "The stairs are too steep, I should push the baby carriage and leave directly."

"Xiang Qingluo thought the same way. She was just passing by and didn't intend to stay there."

Mu Zi looked at the president of the federation, and continued: "Our brain has a special area called the anterior cingulate cortex, which can detect subtle changes in the environment and act as an early warning, causing us to have fear or premonition. , For example, when we come to this kind of steep stairs, the subconscious will slow down to avoid falling, which is a self-protection mechanism.

I specifically asked the servants of the Duan family. This staircase has existed in the Duan family for six years. In the past six years, except for Mrs. Duan, no one has fallen here. Instead, it is other inconspicuous places in the Duan family. Or trip.

Mrs. Duan was carrying a child at the time, so she should be more careful, even if she was so careless and fell down the steps while holding the child, the final result shouldn't be like this—"

Mu Zi circled two places on the paper.

"Maternal instinct will make her subconsciously hold the child tightly when she falls, but the distance between her and the child is about two meters away, which is very unusual."

After Muzi finished speaking, she brought up the last doubt: "Not long ago, someone smashed the window of Xiang Qingluo's house with a baseball. At that time, she and her child were basking in the sun by the window. Fortunately, she protected the baby with her body in time. Nothing happened."

The president was finally moved by her, nodded and said: "I will prepare the relevant materials immediately after I go back, and the day after tomorrow at the latest, I will arrange a place for her and assist her lawyer."

"Thank you!" Mu Zi let out a long sigh of relief.

She finally lived up to Mrs. Duan's entrustment.

(End of this chapter)