After abandoning his wife and children, Bo Xilai coaxed and begged her to reconcile.

Upon learning that Su Zhenglong had come to investigate Chen Zhihong's case again, Bo Sinian frowned slightly. "Hasn't this case already been solved? Chen Zhihong confessed long ago."

Su Zhenglong took a sip of the tea brewed by Xiao Ruohua, the sharpness in his eyes from the interrogation faded, and his gaze relaxed a bit. He chatted casually with Bo Sinian, "Well, there's been a new development in the case."

Bo Sinian suddenly remembered that Song Jin had also suspected that Chen Zhihong was acting under someone else's orders. Combined with what Su Zhenglong had just said, that Song Zhaoyun had transferred 1000 million to an overseas account named Chen Boyuan, he scrutinized Song Zhaoyun with an impassive gaze, already having made his own judgment.

After all, Song Zhaoyun was quite experienced in transferring money to overseas accounts.

"How could there suddenly be new progress?"

Su Zhenglong put down his teacup. "I'm sorry, Mr. Bo, I cannot disclose this information."

Bo Sinian pursed his lips, nodded, and did not insist.

Even if Su Zhenglong didn't say anything, he already knew what was going on. Song Jin probably never gave up the investigation.

Since she found out that Song Zhaoyun transferred money to Ji Qing, she could naturally follow the clues to find Chen Boyuan.

Presumably, Chen Boyuan must be a close relative of Chen Zhihong.

"Ms. Song, how are you feeling now? Are you feeling better?"

After the casual conversation, Su Zhenglong once again transformed into Captain Su, focusing solely on the case itself without any extraneous emotions.

Seeing that Song Zhaoyun was still hesitating, Su Zhenglong couldn't help but explain the law to her: "Using a huge sum of 1000 million yuan as a reward for instigation is an extremely serious case of 'instigation by offering large sums of money,' and she would usually be considered a principal offender in a joint crime, rather than an accessory who would be treated leniently."

"To be honest, the fact that our police have uncovered this lead means we already have enough evidence. Ms. Song, we hope you can cooperate with our investigation. If we can gain the victim's forgiveness, perhaps we can reduce your sentence by a year or two."

When Su Zhenglong said these words, there was neither a friendly smile nor a stern oppressive tone, only professional calmness, seriousness, and unquestionable solemnity.

Upon hearing this, Song Zhaoyun's eyelashes trembled, her anxiety reaching its peak.

From what Su Zhenglong said, she might go to jail?

She bit her lip hard to steady her panic, and the bed sheet was wrinkled from her grip.

No, she can't go to jail!

Once she goes to jail, her life will be ruined.

Bo Zhengxing had finally come to accept her, but once he found out she had a criminal record, he would absolutely despise her, and she could forget about ever stepping into the Bo family again.

Once she goes to jail, the carefully cultivated image of Miss Song will be completely destroyed.

Once she goes to jail, her relationship with Bo Sinian will likely be completely over. How could Bo Sinian possibly marry a woman who has been to prison?

Upon hearing this devastating news, Madam Song froze, her face turned deathly pale, and she clutched her chest, trembling as she struggled to catch her breath.

Xiao Ruohua quickly helped her up and gave her two heart-protecting pills, which helped her gradually recover and her breathing became easier.

"Captain Su, are you sure you're not mistaken? My daughter has always been dignified, considerate, and understanding. How could she possibly instigate others to do bad things?" Xiao Ruohua's mind was actually a mess, and she was anxious and suffocated. But she knew she had to stand up for herself and try her best to save face for Song Zhaoyun, especially in front of Bo Sinian.

But Song Zhaoyun knew in her heart that this was the last chance Su Zhenglong had given her.

She had no choice but to face it head-on.

"Yes, that's right. I transferred 1000 million to Chen Boyuan's overseas account, but I really don't know him. That's why I didn't realize it at first when you asked."

Song Zhaoyun tried to slow down his speech to make his attitude seem sincere, and also to give himself room to think.

"But I didn't give him that 1000 million voluntarily. Chen Zhihong threatened me and forced me to give it to him."

Su Zhenglong listened attentively, taking notes with meticulous attention to detail, even his breathing was steady and rhythmic. "You said he threatened you, do you have any evidence?"

Song Zhaoyun pretended to think for a moment, then nodded, "Yes."

She took out her phone, found a recording, and pressed play.

Soon, Chen Zhihong's voice came from inside, "I want ten million."

Then came Song Zhaoyun's voice: "Mr. Chen, I told you to speak, but not to make exorbitant demands. It's not even late yet, and you're already dreaming?"

Chen Zhihong: "Then I can only go to my neighbor, Ms. Song."

Song Zhaoyun: "I didn't do anything. I've never even seen you before today!"

Song Zhaoyun: "You're threatening me!"

Chen Zhihong: "Miss Song, did you think I came here to have a drink and a chat?"

……

The recording was edited out, with only the parts favorable to Song Zhaoyun being played.

Su Zhenglong nodded and then asked Song Zhaoyun some questions based on the recording.

"We will verify this recording. We will also interrogate Chen Zhihong again. Ms. Song, please rest well. We may need your cooperation in the investigation later."

After Su Zhenglong left, Song Zhaoyun's body, which had been tense for a long time, suddenly relaxed, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his back.

She slowly slumped against the raised headboard and let out a long breath.

She slightly moved her stiffly clenched fingers, her flustered and unfocused gaze slowly settling down, but a faint sense of panic lingered in her heart, and the feeling of unease did not dissipate.

"Si Nian, I...you heard it just now, Chen Zhihong threatened me, and that's why I gave him the money. I didn't instigate him to commit a crime. You have to believe me." She grabbed Bo Si Nian's arm, her voice soft and trembling, full of fear and grievance.

Bo Sinian did not move, his posture upright and aloof, letting her hold him, but he did not say anything to comfort her.

After a long silence, he finally spoke calmly and indifferently: "What did he use to threaten you? Why could he threaten you?"

Song Zhaoyun was stunned, seemingly not expecting him to ask such a question. His hand slowly slid off Song Zhaoyun's arm, his face filled with disappointment. "You don't believe me."

"Oh dear, now is not the time for you two to quarrel. It seems like Officer Su isn't planning to let our Zhaoyun off easily. Shouldn't we prepare in advance?" Xiao Ruohua asked nervously, very worried.

From the moment Su Zhenglong walked in, her heart was constantly in her throat.

After taking the heart-protecting pills, Madam Song's emotions were relatively stable. She said to Xiao Ruohua, "Call Guangming and tell him to hire a good lawyer to defend Zhaoyun's innocence."

Xiao Ruohua quickly nodded and did as instructed.

The lawyer advised that Song Zhaoyun obtain the victim's letter of forgiveness as soon as possible, as the judge might be more willing to give a lenient sentence.

"A letter of forgiveness from the victim? Doesn't that mean..." Song Zhaoyun almost lost control of her emotions, but fortunately, she realized that Bo Sinian was also there, so she quickly composed herself. Her voice was hoarse, and she was filled with helplessness. "Doesn't that mean I have to beg Song Jinye?"

Did Old Madam Song think that getting Song Jinye to sign a letter of understanding was a piece of cake? She immediately took out her phone and called Song Jinye, her tone clearly commanding, "Come to the hospital."