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Chapter 166

"Isn't it to seduce men with so big breasts, such a round ass, and so sexy to wear?"

"You talk nonsense!"

In the hall of the art museum, the cuckoo was harassed by a man, and she hurriedly took out the phone, but was snatched away by the other party.

"Stinky bitch, you still dare to call the police... Lao Tzu spent 20,000 yuan to buy you a broken painting, can't you even touch your hand? The man grabbed the cuckoo's wrist and looked at her viciously.

"Let go, security, security!" The cuckoo tried to break free, but to no avail, the man's strength was great, she could only shout.

"Snap!"

With a crisp and loud slap, the cuckoo lay on the ground and covered his face.

"Stinky woman, I'm going to make you fool around here!" The man turned around and wanted to leave, when two men suddenly stood in front of him.

Zhao Shaoyang is on holiday today, wearing civilian clothes, and Su He is also wearing casual clothes.

Just now, they heard someone calling for help, but they were still one step late, but the man in front of them hit someone and wanted to run, it was not so easy.

"Hello, police!" Zhao Shaoyang took out his certificate.

The man's face changed instantly, and he pulled out his legs and ran.

Suddenly, he stumbled and flew out, Su He walked over without hurry, grabbed the man's arm, twisted it back to his back, and said in a deep voice: "Don't move, police!"

Su He shouted out this sentence, only felt that he was cool, and then said: "If you beat someone and want to run, is there still a king's law?" Is there still a law?

Zhao Shaoyang contacted his colleagues in the bureau and brought the man back.

The cuckoo was helped up, and there was a slap print on his face, looked at Zhao Shaoyang, and said: "Officer Zhao, thank you!"

"Ms. Du Juan, the man's behavior just now has violated the law, you can go to the hospital for an injury evaluation, and we will definitely punish him severely in the future..."

Today is the last day of my art exhibition, I don't want to make a difference, I'm sorry, I'll go and touch up my makeup first..."

Du Juan went to the bathroom, and Su He and Zhao Shaoyang began to walk around the art museum.

Cuckoo is good at drawing portraits, and the painting hanging in the center of the hall is her most proud work, called "Sunshine".

On the portrait was Du Juan herself, who seemed to have a sad face, sad and desperate, and the staff said: "Sir, please stand here."

So Su He and Zhao Shaoyang changed directions, the staff turned on the light, and the woman on the painting, innocent and natural, showed an innocent smile.

The same painting, different angles, under the illumination of light, presents different expressions.

Su He hurriedly walked to the other side, and under the light, the desperate face became more and more strange.

At this time, the cuckoo came out, and Su He asked: "Ms. Du, may I ask this painting, is the person in it, is it you, or your sister Du Qian?"

Cuckoo's face was a little unnatural, but he quickly replied: "This painting, there is me and her, we are twins, this is also specially painted by me to commemorate her... You're not here to see the paintings, are you?

Saying that, the cuckoo led the two to a corridor where no one was.

Su He looked at Du Juan and said directly: "Your sister's death, you have been worried about it, Xie Mingxuan told you what happened to Du Qian, so, you often go to see Wang Lin, you don't care about him, but want Wang Lin, who is guilty in his heart, to see your face exactly the same as Du Qian, so that Wang Lin can always live in self-blame, you didn't kill anyone, you are hollowing out Wang Lin's heart step by step!"

Du Juan looked at Su He, suddenly laughed, and laughed: "Officer, shouldn't you have watched too many TV series?" Didn't you police tell me that my sister committed suicide by jumping off a building because she was under too much pressure at work? I do often go to see Wang Lin, he is my sister's favorite man, my sister is gone, I have to take care of him!

Su He was unimpressed, and continued: "Every time you go to Wang Lin's house, it is only a few minutes, is this taking care of a person?" I'm afraid you're just determining whether Wang Lin continues to drink heavily and indulge... Even if you are in a foreign country, you will contact Wang Lin, but it is all by phone, Wang Lin is dead, what you have said, only you know.

"Wang Lin's death is indeed an accident, a person who lives alone and drinks heavily all day long, the probability of an accident is very high... And you just need to make sure that Wang Lin has been in a drunken state, and you also lent him money to buy wine, just so that he can't come out of the shadow of Du Qian's suicide, let him blame himself

, feel guilty, regret..." "Half a year, maybe not what you carefully calculated, but what you have is time, you can enjoy Wang Lin's painful expression while constantly experiencing the taste of revenge... You should be very satisfied watching Li Xiuying being kicked out of the house and Wang Lin drinking heavily all day long, right?

Du Juan kept smiling, and when Su He finished speaking, she said with a smile: "Officer, the story you made up is very exciting, but no matter how wonderful the story is, it is just a story, isn't it?"

Su He smiled lightly and said, "That painting in the hall, I originally thought that the hopeful smiling face on the left was you, and the dark and desperate face on the right was your sister... It seems that it is really a wonderful painting! Du

Juan was right, no evidence is equivalent to making up a story, however, the system still has no prompt, Su He knows that he is still short of the last step.

Walking out of the art museum, Zhao Shaoyang couldn't wait to ask: "Su He, your speculation... The cuckoo qualifies for indirect intentional homicide, are we just gone?

Su He looked up at the dazzling sunlight and said helplessly: "That's just a logical story I made up, made up, can't be true... What is true and what is false, only Du Juan knows in his heart..." The

next stop, Capital People's Hospital.

In the ward, Li Xiuying was lying alone on the bed, she seemed to feel something, and turned her head to look towards the door.

At the door, the doctor said: "I'm afraid Li Xiuying won't be able to do it, but unfortunately, her only daughter doesn't want to come to see her..." Su

He patted Zhao Shaoyang's shoulder and said: "Brother Zhao, let's go, start here, end here."

Su He walked to the hospital bed and looked at Li Xiuying, who was curled up together with a withered face.

Li Xiuying wanted to get up, but couldn't move, pointed to a handbag on the table, and said weakly: "The songs written by my son, I can't read... Officer, please help me read it..."

Zhao Shaoyang found a crumpled piece of paper from his handbag, spread it out and handed it to Su He.

The top four big words: Shame on my wife.

This is a song written by Wang Lin to Du Qian.

"That day, we, the last time we parted

, through the crowd hugged

you, the moment you let go

, you had disappeared

, disappeared into the distant sky

, dripping raindrops

, as if laughing at me

, I dare not keep you

..."

Su He's singing voice was low and full of regret, as if Wang Lin knelt in front of Du Qian's grave to repent of his cowardice, he had promised this woman to take care of her for a lifetime, however, Li Xiuying's love for Wang Lin became a shackle on his body, seemingly giving him everything, but invisibly, making him dare not refute Li Xiuying.

Du Qian's suicide, Li Xiuying can't get rid of it, and Wang Lin is also the same sin.

Then Wang Lin's death was not caused by Li Xiuying?

"If, one day, we meet again

, I will hold up the umbrella and say in your ear

forever"

When the person died, Wang Lin regretted not holding up an umbrella for Du Qian, and did not shelter the woman who loved him.

However, there is no regret medicine, he is destined to live in guilt, even if the cuckoo does not contribute to it, can Wang Lin really be reborn under a mother like Li Xiuying?

The singing stopped, Li Xiuying closed her eyes, and a tear rolled down the corner of her eye.

With a horizontal line on the machine extending indefinitely, the tragedy came to an end.

Su He and Zhao Shaoyang turned their heads to look out the window.

The sun sets and the sky is like a fire, and after the fire, everything is completely new.