Seeing the crime scene flashbacks made me the darling of the police station.

Chapter 106 Someone Helped
Su Miaoyi listened to Yao Ying's words from outside the interrogation room.

She raised her hand to press away the tears that were about to fall from the corner of her eye.

Lu Zhishen turned his head to look at her and took a handkerchief from his pocket and gave it to her.

Su Miaoyi shook her head: "No need."

Lu Zhishen looked at her again, said nothing, and put the handkerchief away.

Zhuang Yanzheng glanced at Chu Xingrou beside him: "Go check if the DNA test results are out yet?"

Chu Xingrou looked at him, then got up and left the interrogation room.

Actually, there was no rush to report, but Chu Xingrou couldn't help herself.

Once she came out and closed the door, she couldn't control her emotions.

Tears kept falling.

She took a deep breath to calm herself down, but tears were streaming down her face. She pinched her hand hard and then walked toward the testing center.

The door to the interrogation room was pushed open.

Chu Xingrou brought the appraisal report.

Yao Ying glanced at Chu Xingrou, whose eyes were red.

Zhuang Yanzheng took the appraisal report and immediately turned to the last page.

Support the claim that Ma Yan is Yao Ying's biological father.

Zhuang Yanzheng closed the report and asked, "Tell me about the crime."

Yao Ying sniffed and said, "I killed Qian Fan first. After killing him, I went home. Ma Yan and Zhu He wouldn't let me go back, and I had nowhere to go, so I went back to Qian Fan's house."

"While you were away, was Qian Fan's body kept at home?" Zhuang Yanzheng asked.

“Yes,” Yao Ying said. “I hid his body under the bed and wiped away the blood. People like him rarely go to his house. I slept in his house for a day and a night. What’s there to be afraid of? The scariest thing in this world is a living person.”

“The next day, just as it was getting dark, I took a rope, a hammer, and a fruit knife and went to Ma Yan’s house,” Yao Ying said. “At the time, Ma Yan was outside inspecting the chicken coop, so I quietly approached him and strangled him from behind with the rope.”

“After strangling him, I covered his body with dry grass and went to find Zhu He. But no one was home, so I waited for them to come back behind the haystack outside.”

“Zhu He came back first,” Yao Ying said. “As she passed the haystack, I raised the hammer behind her and smashed it down. I didn’t kill her on the first hit, so I hit her a few more times.”

“I just finished smashing her up, and their precious son came back too. Actually, he and Zhu He were only a couple of hours apart. He saw me kill someone.”

“But their precious son,” Yao Ying slowly exhaled, “was so fat and tall. When he saw me kill his mother, he was so scared that he couldn’t even make a sound, let alone fight back or save anyone. He just sat down on the ground and couldn’t move. What a coward.”

"How did you kill him?"

“I stabbed him in the abdomen several times,” Yao Ying said. “Then I spent an entire night burying the bodies of the three of them in three different locations in Jinghai.”

"How were the bodies transported?" Zhuang Yanzheng asked.

“Qian Fan’s electric tricycle,” Yao Ying said.

"Does that electric tricycle have enough battery power to get you out of Qingyou District?" Zhuang Yanzheng asked. "Does the electric tricycle fly in the sky, going in three different directions in one night?"

Yao Ying remained silent.

“We’ve already told so much, one more thing won’t make a difference,” Zhuang Yanzheng said.

Yao Ying remained silent.

Zhuang Yanzheng said, "Someone helped you. They helped you move the body to three different locations, and someone even helped you bury the body and nail it to the ground. They even provided the nails, right?"

Five years ago, they searched along the nails, but found nothing.

Yao Ying remained silent.

"Who is this person?" Zhuang Yanzheng asked. "According to you, you haven't been to Jinghai for so many years, so you shouldn't have any acquaintances here. Why would a stranger help you?"

“I don’t know,” Yao Ying said. “I don’t know why she helped me.”

"Who is she?" Zhuang Yanzheng asked. Yao Ying shook her head: "I don't know her. She was wearing a mask and a hat, and it was dark, so I couldn't see her eyes. I only know that she is a woman."

“I only dared to take back roads on my electric bike. I don’t know how long I drove before the battery ran out. The electric bike kept stopping and starting, and I was hit by a car behind me,” Yao Ying said. “The electric bike overturned, and Ma Yan’s body rolled out.”

“The woman in the car got off and asked me what was going on and where the body came from. I thought I was done for, so I just told her what had happened. Then she put the body in her car, pulled the electric bike with a rope, and took it back to Huayue Village.”

"Then she also put Zhu He and her son's bodies into the car," Yao Ying said. "All I know is that she was very strong and very brave, and she wasn't afraid at all. After moving the bodies, she even cleaned up the traces."

"I don't understand, but the way she cleaned up the bloodstains seemed very professional."

"After that, she took me to the east, west, and north, found the locations, and dug the pits. She also told me that if I nailed their hands and heads, their souls would be nailed down and they would be scattered."

"After doing all this, she took me back to Huayue Village, gave me three nails, and told me to deal with the remaining one myself. Then she drove away."

Zhuang Yanzheng remained silent.

Yao Ying continued, "When I got back to Huayue Village, it was almost dawn. I drove my electric scooter, which was almost out of power, back to Qian Fan's house in Fuxiang Village, stopping and starting along the way."

"It started snowing as soon as I arrived at Qian Fan's house, and it snowed all day."

That snow covered everything.

"Qian Fan's body began to decompose, so I went out at night to find a place. I found that cellar, and a day later, when no one was around in the early morning, I threw Qian Fan in and nailed him inside."

"That night, it snowed heavily again, for a whole day and night. When the snow stopped, I left."

Chu Xingrou listened to what she said.

Both snowfalls seemed to have helped her.

With the help of people in Huayue Village, the traces can probably be cleaned up.

But the house in Fuxiang Village where the body was hidden had been deserted for a long time. If she dragged the body into the yard, she would definitely leave traces on the snow.

No matter how much you clean it, it will arouse suspicion. After all, no one lives in that house.

But then it snowed again, covering everything once more.

"What's the license plate number of the woman who helped you?" Zhuang Yanzheng asked.

Yao Ying shook her head: "I didn't see it."

“You’re lying,” Zhuang Yanzheng said.

Yao Ying immediately replied, "I didn't."

“You saw it, and you remember it.” Zhuang Yanzheng looked at her expression.

Yao Ying looked at him.

Zhuang Yanzheng said, "You also think that her method of cleaning up bloodstains is very professional, and that she is very brave, even daring to help you bury the body. Do you think she is an ordinary person?"

Yao Ying remained silent.

Zhuang Yanzheng asked, "What kind of car do you drive?"

“Volkswagen,” Yao Ying said.

“It’s a Mercedes-Benz E300,” Zhuang Yanzheng said, looking at her.

Su Miaoyi listened from outside, her brow twitching slightly.

Zhuang Yanzheng had a guess about the person in his mind.

Yao Ying suddenly held her breath: "I... I don't recognize the car."

Seeing her reaction, Zhuang Yanzheng asked again, "License plate number?"

Yao Ying remained silent for a while before finally stating the license plate number.

Upon hearing the license plate number, Zhuang Yanzheng lowered his gaze and glanced at the documents in his hand.
(End of this chapter)