"This is the murderer in this case, Zhang Ermei, 26 years old this year and a migrant worker."
"She is indeed just as Doctor Meng guessed. She is one of Song Guoming's flowers. She is also the one who has been with Song Guoming for the shortest time, but has fallen into the deepest trap."
Seeing Meng Yao frowning, he continued to explain, "Zhang Ermei arrived at the mall in March last year. From the beginning, she has been working as a shopping guide in a hypermarket, earning a small salary every month."
"Later, after hooking up with Song Guoming, I was transferred to the women's clothing department on the fourth floor. Not only did my salary get higher, but my bonus was higher than others, and my relationship with Song Guoming became more and more intense."
"Just two days before the incident, Zhang Ermei had just completed an induction of labor."
"She felt uncomfortable because Song Guoming only gave her three days off."
"In addition, during the two days when she induced labor, Song Guoming didn't even look at her except for giving her 2,000 yuan, so on the day of the incident, she was deliberately late from the stairwell to the fourth floor with resentment."
Wang Dakui shook the information in his hand helplessly and glanced around the crowd.
"This is a coincidence. When Zhang Ermei went up to the fourth floor, she happened to hear Song Guoming calling in the stairwell to ask Liu Wenli to go to the rooftop."
He spread his hands and said, "No, I was already angry, and it happened that Song Guoming was dating other women like he was nothing, so the tragedy happened."
Before sitting down, he said again, "By the way, Song Guoming's wife gave birth last night, and she seems to have filed for divorce from Song Guoming."
Listening to him telling the whole story, no one can really say who is right and who is wrong. If they want to blame it, they can only blame Zhang Ermei for being too easy to believe the man's bad words, and also blame her own bad thoughts.
¡° Even though he knew Song Guoming had a wife and a family, he still rushed to her door. In the end, he not only hurt his body but also killed someone, and it cost him a lifetime.
But Liu Wenli ruined her young life because of her temporary loneliness.
Since it was rare for him to go out and encounter a case, Meng Yao was determined not to go out in the remaining days. The furthest distance was to go shopping with Zhuang Ling.
Six days passed in the blink of an eye. After lunch, Meng Yao dragged his suitcase down from the second floor.
¡°Grandpa and grandma, I¡¯m leaving!¡±
She hugged the two old men one by one. Meng Yao pouted and said coquettishly, "You must miss me every day!"
Liu An looked at Meng Yao who was lying in his wife's arms and shook his head. When he heard the sound of closing the car door outside, he coughed twice and winked at Zhuang Ling.
Zhuang Ling patted Meng Yao's back knowingly, "Yao Yao, we were not worried about you being alone during the return trip so far, now it's better."
alright?
What good?
Meng Yao stood up straight and followed the two men's gaze towards the door. He saw Lu Zhixing, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, standing there holding a small suitcase that looked elegant.
"How did you come?"
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out out of nowhere, I was wondering if he would forget the great favor he owed me after not seeing him for a few days, but why did he suddenly come to visit me?
Liu An rolled her eyes at her and stepped forward with a smile to let Lu Zhixing in.
"Come on, come in quickly."
"Your grandma and I weren't worried about a girl like Yaoyao taking such a long ride back, but now that you are with us, we are relieved."
Looking at his grandfather¡¯s smile and listening to what he said, Meng Yao wanted to knock himself out every minute.
????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? For?me a?girl,?are you worried about me?¡±
Am I an ordinary girl?
I can handle three or five grown men, okay? (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com