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Chapter 121 The most poisonous woman’s heart
The operator's formulaic questions came from the other end of the phone. Qian Xue held the receiver, her voice soft.

"He...he broke in drunk and tried to hit me. I...I knocked him unconscious with a vase, and now I'm too scared to move..."

Upon hearing Qian Xue's words, a voice quickly came from the other end of the phone.

The moment she hung up the phone, the panic on Qian Xue's face vanished, and she turned to stare at Old Li lying on the ground.

She walked quickly to the window and lifted a corner of the heavy curtains.

Watching the patrol lights below approach, he slowly picked up the broken pieces of porcelain from the ground and made a shallow cut on his arm.

When the sirens sounded downstairs, Qian Xue was sitting on the sofa, sobbing with her face covered. Blood beads rolled down her fair skin, a particularly shocking sight.

When the two policemen pushed the door open, Old Li was still fast asleep on the floor.

The lead policeman frowned and kicked Old Li: "Wake up!"

Qian Xue immediately rushed over and grabbed the policeman's arm, tears streaming down her face: "Comrade, it's him! I don't know him at all, he just barged in like that..."

Seeing the scattered shards of the vase and the injury on Qian Xue's arm, and then looking at Old Li, the police already had a conclusion in mind.

While registering his information, half a cigarette box fell out of Lao Li's pocket, with the words "Zhengyang Village Supply and Marketing Cooperative" printed on it.

Qian Xue looked at the thing and smiled slightly; it was something she had deliberately stuffed in there.

The goal was to get someone to take Lao Li back.

She's already arranged for the evidence to be prepared, and when the time comes, Old Li will definitely...

Thinking of this, Qian Xue's face was full of smugness.

She wanted to get rid of Lao Li completely so she could live a good life of her own.

When Lao Li woke up, he was already on the bus back to Zhengyang Village.

"What are you doing? What are you doing!"

He shouted loudly, and the policeman in front turned around and said, "You are suspected of a murder case, and we are going to take you back now."

I never expected something like this to happen.

This person who broke into someone's home was also involved in a murder case.

He could almost see the third-class merit award beckoning to him.

Meanwhile, in the cornfield of Zhengyang Village, Liang Yi was walking forward, stepping on corn stalks that were above his knees.

The afternoon sun was scorching, and the corn leaves cut into people's arms, causing them to ache. Captain Wang followed behind, constantly wiping away sweat.

"Comrade Liang, we've searched almost everywhere, but we haven't found a single hair."

Gensheng, clutching a sickle as he cleared the way, stamped his feet anxiously upon hearing this: "Could I be mistaken? There really isn't anything special near the graveyard..."

Liang Yi suddenly stopped under a crooked locust tree with a blurry cross carved on its trunk.

He squatted down and reached out to touch the soil at the base of the tree, where there was a freshly turned patch.

"Gensheng, was there a strong wind blowing the day your father was murdered?"

Gensheng paused for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, the wind picked up in the middle of the night and tore the paper windows."

Liang Yi stood up and looked toward the cornfield to the northwest: "Go over there and look for corn stalks with fresh breaks."

The three of them walked for about twenty minutes, stumbling along the muddy ground, when Gengsheng suddenly shouted, "Here!"

Amidst a patch of fallen corn stalks, one stalk stood with a clean break, the cut still showing a hint of green.

Liang Yi squatted down, brought the sniff close to his nose, and said, "It's tobacco."

Captain Wang leaned over and took a look. Sure enough, he found half a cigarette butt next to the broken end. The red star pattern printed on it was exactly the same as the brand that Old Li often smoked.

Are there any old locust trees around here?

Gensheng pointed westward: "Just go around that cemetery, but that tree has long since died."

The three of them walked around the cemetery and sure enough, they saw a withered locust tree with a hole in the trunk the size of a bowl.

Liang Yi reached into the tree hole and pulled out something wrapped in oiled paper. When he opened it, he found it was half a piece of coarse cloth stained with dark red marks, with a few peppercorn seeds stuck to it.

"These belong to my father!" Gensheng looked at these things and, thinking of the huge hole in his father's head, burst into tears.

"No wonder we couldn't find any evidence; the evidence was really lost."

The person who killed Old Qi first beat him to death with a stick, then wiped him clean with this handkerchief and threw him here.

The coarse cloth belonged to Old Qi, so who would suspect the suspect?
"Captain Wang, we got a call from Haicheng. They said they caught a suspect who attempted to break into a woman's home and force himself on her. After checking, they found out it was Old Li, the man we've been looking for."

"Oh, by the way, he said the woman he found was named Qian Xue."

A team member ran over from a distance and said this. Upon hearing this, Team Leader Wang and Liang Yi exchanged a glance.

Wouldn't you say that this is a voluntary confession?
Where is the person now?

"They said they're already on their way back and that we should prepare the paperwork for the handover."

With that in mind, the group hurried back.

Although no direct evidence has been found to prove that Lao Li is the murderer of Lao Qitou.

But Captain Wang still felt that something was off about the whole thing.

Just the fact that Lao Li ran away after getting into trouble means he can't escape.

"Let's go check Old Li's house again; there must be something we missed."

After saying this, Captain Wang led his men to search the premises.

There was nothing for Liang Yi to do here, so he planned to go back, but Geng Sheng caught up with him at a jog.

"Brother Liang, Brother Liang, wait a moment."

Gensheng caught up with Liang Yi, looked at him, and bowed his head to thank him solemnly.

"Thank you, Brother Liang. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't have discovered so many things."

If Liang Yi hadn't been perceptive enough to notice something amiss with his father's drawing, they might have actually let Old Li go by now.

"The matter is not yet settled, so there's no need to rush."

Liang Yi comforted Geng Sheng for a moment and then left.

As Gensheng watched Liang Yi's retreating figure, he secretly made a vow in his heart.

In the future, he wants to be like Brother Liang.

Brother Liang doesn't look like an ordinary person.

However, since he didn't reveal his identity, he couldn't expose it.

When Liang Yi returned to the village secretary's house, the village secretary had already come back.

"I heard you went to see the police with Gengsheng? Did you find something new?"

Upon hearing the village secretary's question, Liang Yi nodded slightly.

"We have found some evidence, but we still need to wait for the police to verify it."

The village party secretary nodded and let out a long sigh.

“I watched Gensheng grow up since he was a child, and I really hope that his father can get justice.”

Liang Yi nodded and said nothing more as he walked towards the main room.

As soon as I entered, I saw Anmin resting against the side, holding a book in her hand.

He walked over and saw a yellowed old photograph tucked inside the book; it was a picture of Qin Shuwei.

"You're back?"

Hearing footsteps, An Min slightly raised her head, met his gaze, and smiled.

"Has there been any progress?"

"Yes, Lao Li was arrested in Haicheng. He was accused of breaking into a woman's home and forcing her into marriage. The person who reported him was Qian Xue."