He is delusional

Chapter 442

Tobi was taken to the meeting room again, and casually asked the policeman, "In Paris, can anyone read mine?"

The police gave her a bit of resentment, of course not, according to regulations, after criminal suspects are detained, no one except lawyers can visit her, but you rich people are amazing.

Yuan also went in and saw Anders with a golden hair on the other side of the iron railing. He had guessed that he would come before, but now it is not so surprising.

"Why are you here, brother?"

Anders was angry: "You dare to ask! Didn't we agree? Just say we were together last night, how can you retract your confession?!"

Is it really for this matter that you deliberately chased him to the police station?

What a child.

Yuan is also funny, because Mr. Su's sudden arrival caused her a little complicated and tangled mood, she relaxed a little, opened her eyes and said nonsense: "I'm timid, I get scared when I see the police, and when he scares me, I'm telling the truth."

"Although we don't know each other well, I don't think you are a timid person. Don't coax me." Anders looked around, leaned closer to the iron railing, and lowered his voice, like a spy talking, very shady self-awareness.

"What on earth did you think?"

"The police found my fingerprints on the knife. If I said that we were together last night, wouldn't it hurt you?" Yuan also had a half-true attitude. It is complicated, and it is even more difficult for me to clear up my grievances."

Anders frowned and withdrew his sneaky body: "Then, what can I do for you?"

Yuan Yegen is just Miaohong, serious: "I believe the police will return my innocence."

Anders: "..."

McKinley's car drove into District 17 and stopped at the gate of the manor where Yuan Ye lived. Just as he was about to ring the doorbell, he saw a servant coming out with a cardboard box, as if he was going to throw it away.

McKinley asked politely, "Is the butler there? We have an appointment with him."

The servant understood, put down the cardboard box, opened the iron door and said, "It's Officer McKinley, right? The butler has ordered you to wait in the living room when you come."

"Thank you." McKinley and Li Dalong walked in, and the servant picked up the cardboard box again, but the cardboard box accidentally fell on the ground, and all the contents inside spilled out.

McKinley immediately knelt down to help her pick it up, and the servant thanked her repeatedly.

Among them was a stack of photos, and McKinley picked them up to look at them: "Are these photos old?"

"It's something that the old godfather told us to pack up," said the servant.

McKinley looked at the pictures one by one, and most of them were pictures of women, but it wasn't Landau, so he became suspicious, did Yuan Ye have other women?On the contrary, Li Dalong had sharper eyes and said in a low voice, "It's Mrs. Li Xi."

He had seen the old godfather's profile, which contained Mrs. Li Xi's current photo, which was very similar to the woman in the photo.

Only then did McKinley let go of his doubts, and it was normal to have a photo of his younger sister at home.

But when he saw the last picture, he stopped again: "Are these two people? They really look alike, are they sisters?"

The servant glanced at it, his expression suddenly changed, he quickly snatched the photo back, and said vaguely, "No."

Li Dalong said: "Mr. Yuan has only one sister, Mrs. Li Xi, and no other sisters."

McKinley showed doubts on his face, and the servant looked flustered and stuffed things into the box indiscriminately, but ignored McKinley and the others, and ran away with the box in his arms.

Just as McKinley was about to chase after him, the butler came and said, "Mr. McKinley, hello."

McKinley turned around with doubts, and stretched out his hand to the housekeeper: "Hello."

The butler led them into the living room, and they were all sitting on the sofa. McKinley didn't waste time, and said straight to the point: "We came here to ask, has Miss Yuan been to District 17 recently?"

"I've been here." The butler nodded.

"When?" Li Dalong opened the notebook.

The housekeeper silently calculated the date: "Ten days ago."

McKinley asked: "She belongs to Mr. Lai Yuan, right? Did they have any dispute at that time?"

"This... the old godfather loves the head of the house the most, why would he argue with her? Hehe." The housekeeper's expression and tone were extremely unnatural. If McKinley couldn't tell, he would be a policeman in vain.

He stared into the housekeeper's eyes, those old photos flashed through his mind, and a thought emerged, and he suddenly said: "Mr. Yuan loves Miss Yuan, maybe Miss Yuan?"

The butler raised his head abruptly, and McKinley said in a deep voice: "Just now we saw a servant carrying some old things to dispose of, most of them were photos of Mrs. Li Xi, but one of them was of another woman. It looks a bit like Miss Yuan... is Miss Yuan's biological mother?"

The housekeeper stood up at once: "You..."

"I know you are Mr. Yuan's old housekeeper, and you have a deep relationship with Mr. Yuan. You should also hope to find his murderer, right?" McKinley paused, "So please tell me what you know."

The butler looked puzzled, and after a while, he sighed deeply, as if he finally couldn't hide it anymore, so he could only tell the truth. He sat down again by leaning on the armrest of the sofa: "They did have a dispute that day..."

Half an hour later, McKinley and Li Dalong left the small manor with solemn expressions.

Before getting into the car, McKinley lit a cigarette and took a deep breath. Thinking of what the butler said just now, he felt a little irritated.

"Substitute..."

Very few women can bear this kind of thing, right?

There are very few daughters who can bear their mother being treated like this, right?
McKinley has been a police officer for 20 years, and he has developed a keen awareness. Although this case does not seem complicated, the evidence and motives are complete, and Yuan is the biggest suspect, he still feels that something is wrong, so he refuses to accept it. Regardless of any clues, even Li Youan went to ask in person, for fear of wronging someone.

But all the clues in front of him now point to Yuan Ye.

So is it really her?

Is it really this illegitimate daughter who recognizes her ancestors and returns to her clan?

First she was found secretly transferring the company's property, and then she learned that her mother was actually a substitute for her father. Under the double motivation, she killed her biological father on the cruise ship?She quickly disposed of the blood-stained skirt, but forgot the knife with her fingerprints on it?

Li Dalong's cell phone rang, it was a call from the police station, he answered it quickly, but he didn't know what was said there, his eyes widened suddenly, he turned to McKinley and said: "Master, we found the producer of that knife! "

"He said that Ms. Yuan made the knife for him, and she also gave it the blueprint. There is no second one in this world!"

A single evidence cannot convict, but the knife is specially made for Yuan Ye, and there are only Yuan Ye's fingerprints on the knife, plus two motives, the missing skirt, and the vague timeline, even if the evidence is not conclusive, it is not an isolated evidence .

McKinley dropped the cigarette butt at his feet, stomping on the spark.

"It's time for us to file a formal arrest for this insane patricide."

In the church, Yuan Ye's body had already been coffined, and someone specially asked someone to tidy up his remains and put on the most natural makeup. His face even looked a little rosy, as if he had just fallen asleep, rather than a long sleep.

Landau looked at him affectionately, and carefully combed his sideburns. There was still a gentle smile on her mouth that made people panic in an empty church.

She leaned over and pressed against his ear, and told him softly, "She's been arrested."

"Just now, she was formally arrested, Ah Ye, I have already contacted the major media to report on this matter, tomorrow the whole of Paris, the whole of France, and even the whole of Europe will know that she is the murderer, the murderer of patricide, she is finished, Both HMVL and Ernor's house are mine." She laughed as she said.

"She is the murderer. When her mother snatched you away from me, their mother and daughter were the murderers. It took so many years to make her pay the price. I am merciful."

No matter what she said, no matter how provocative she was, the person lying down would never give her any answers.

Landau watched, her eyes gradually turned red, her cheeks were pressed against Yuan Ye's chest, without warmth or heartbeat, she said softly: "A Ye, wait for me here, when this case is over, I will Take you home, we will never be separated, just like I told you that day, we will always be together."

Although the church was empty, she was not the only living person, there was another figure standing in the corner, in the dark, that was her lover all the time, he looked at her quietly without saying anything.

Landau's fingers touched Yuan Ye's eyes, his breathing suddenly became short of breath, and then he burst into tears: "A Ye, why can't you love me? What's wrong with me? You clearly praised me as the brightest pearl in Paris , you praised me... woo woo woo..."

The man walked behind her and hugged her body. Landau pushed him away suddenly, and threw himself on Yuan Ye's body: "Have you forgotten, have you? Haven't you!"

"I was 18 years old that year. I met you at a banquet. You said that I would be the brightest pearl in Paris. You were the first person to praise me like this. I have many sisters who are prettier than me. I've been living under their shadows since then, only you praised me for being good-looking."

"Because you praised me, my father treated me differently and devoted himself to cultivating me. You gave me the opportunity to come before you. You should be responsible to me!"

The young and handsome Patriarch of the Ernor family walked in front of her in a black suit, then turned his head and smiled at her, and raised his wine glass in greeting.

She still remembers how thrilling the arc of that smile is, and she can't forget it just by looking at it.

"When I found out that I could marry you, I was really happy. I felt that my dream had come true, and I would have no regrets in my life... But why? Why have you refused to look at me for so many years? Since you If you don't like me then, why did you agree to marry me?"

"What do you mean? Why?!"

A charming or scheming woman, lying on a body that has been dead for a long time at this moment, crying heartbrokenly, is more realistic than any time she acted in front of the police or in front of outsiders.

(End of this chapter)