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Chapter 808 Teacher, Your Handcuffs Are Off 58
Chapter 808 Teacher, Your Handcuffs Are Off 58
The driver responded obediently, and lowered the baffle between the front and rear seats, and the voice behind was immediately covered. He breathed a sigh of relief, and drove the car to the police station as Si Jianshu said just now.
Si Jianshu stared at the crumpled piece of paper. The person in the photo on it was his hapless concubine.
He pushed Bai Ling away and took a few glances at the paper, the more he looked at it, the heavier his heart sank.
He was so drunk that he couldn't understand a lot of data and forensic results, but Si Jianshu was guilty after all. When he saw this piece of paper, he subconsciously felt that he had been exposed.
...I knew that the group of policemen would make some moves, but I didn't expect them to investigate in such detail. I stopped Shi Gang before, but I didn't expect them to have other backers!
Gotta get ready to run.
He looked at the paper again, suddenly remembered something, raised his eyes suddenly, looked at Bai Ling opposite, gritted his teeth and said, "Where did you get these things!"
Bai Ling pinned his messy hair behind his ears, and asked slowly, "Why did you kill her? Did she treat you badly?"
"Why did you kill her?" Si Jianshu snorted coldly, with a fierce look in his eyes, "She doesn't know what's good and what's wrong, and she fucking wants to rely on me. If she doesn't kill her, why should she carry this burden all the time?!"
...Does this count as the confession of the person involved?
Bai Ling didn't know very well, but it felt a little useful.
She touched her pocket secretly, and vaguely remembered that in the original text, for convenience, Zhu Huaijin took the initiative to let someone implant a monitoring program in his mobile phone. Even if he forgot to record, the police station should be able to receive the news.
Holding a stack of materials stolen while Zhu Huaijin was in a trance, she originally planned to talk to each other one by one, but before saying a few words, Si Jianshu's patience seemed to have reached its limit.
The successive evidences obviously put him under great pressure.
Si Jianshu tore the papers to pieces, and when there was nothing to tear, and seeing Bai Ling who had taken out the papers, bloodshot eyes immediately appeared in his eyes. Alcohol paralyzed his mind, Si Jianshu A fist waved towards the face that was not pleasing to the eye.
Although the baffle with good sound insulation effect was put down, the driver still vaguely heard the movement behind because they were too close.
It even seemed that the window was opened at the back, and the car suddenly floated, and he managed to stabilize the car.
However, even when he realized that domestic violence was going on behind him, thinking about the look in the boss's eyes, the driver didn't dare to say anything, let alone look back, or try to persuade him or something. He just held the sweat in his palms and desperately drove the car to the destination. open.
It's a pity that the latter situation is not the same as he thought.
Bai Ling leaned on the car door with half of his body, holding Si Jianshu's collar firmly through the window with his hands.
The driver's nervousness affected his judgment. Instead of opening the window, he opened the door.
With no surveillance or bystanders, Bai Ling hung up the phone in his pocket that was still on the phone, and threw Si Jianshu out of the car door.
Now, the middle-aged man's calves and feet were dragging miserably on the ground, and the shoes were swept off by the rough ground in an instant, and the feet were worn so bloody that the bones were almost gone.
——Si Jianshu's clothes were of good quality, and the collar was carried by the collar, but it never fell off, so he could only hang it on the door like this.
His face was contorted in an instant, and the wine was more than half awake. Looking at his calm-faced daughter in disbelief, he almost suspected that she was bent over by a ghost.
(End of this chapter)
The driver responded obediently, and lowered the baffle between the front and rear seats, and the voice behind was immediately covered. He breathed a sigh of relief, and drove the car to the police station as Si Jianshu said just now.
Si Jianshu stared at the crumpled piece of paper. The person in the photo on it was his hapless concubine.
He pushed Bai Ling away and took a few glances at the paper, the more he looked at it, the heavier his heart sank.
He was so drunk that he couldn't understand a lot of data and forensic results, but Si Jianshu was guilty after all. When he saw this piece of paper, he subconsciously felt that he had been exposed.
...I knew that the group of policemen would make some moves, but I didn't expect them to investigate in such detail. I stopped Shi Gang before, but I didn't expect them to have other backers!
Gotta get ready to run.
He looked at the paper again, suddenly remembered something, raised his eyes suddenly, looked at Bai Ling opposite, gritted his teeth and said, "Where did you get these things!"
Bai Ling pinned his messy hair behind his ears, and asked slowly, "Why did you kill her? Did she treat you badly?"
"Why did you kill her?" Si Jianshu snorted coldly, with a fierce look in his eyes, "She doesn't know what's good and what's wrong, and she fucking wants to rely on me. If she doesn't kill her, why should she carry this burden all the time?!"
...Does this count as the confession of the person involved?
Bai Ling didn't know very well, but it felt a little useful.
She touched her pocket secretly, and vaguely remembered that in the original text, for convenience, Zhu Huaijin took the initiative to let someone implant a monitoring program in his mobile phone. Even if he forgot to record, the police station should be able to receive the news.
Holding a stack of materials stolen while Zhu Huaijin was in a trance, she originally planned to talk to each other one by one, but before saying a few words, Si Jianshu's patience seemed to have reached its limit.
The successive evidences obviously put him under great pressure.
Si Jianshu tore the papers to pieces, and when there was nothing to tear, and seeing Bai Ling who had taken out the papers, bloodshot eyes immediately appeared in his eyes. Alcohol paralyzed his mind, Si Jianshu A fist waved towards the face that was not pleasing to the eye.
Although the baffle with good sound insulation effect was put down, the driver still vaguely heard the movement behind because they were too close.
It even seemed that the window was opened at the back, and the car suddenly floated, and he managed to stabilize the car.
However, even when he realized that domestic violence was going on behind him, thinking about the look in the boss's eyes, the driver didn't dare to say anything, let alone look back, or try to persuade him or something. He just held the sweat in his palms and desperately drove the car to the destination. open.
It's a pity that the latter situation is not the same as he thought.
Bai Ling leaned on the car door with half of his body, holding Si Jianshu's collar firmly through the window with his hands.
The driver's nervousness affected his judgment. Instead of opening the window, he opened the door.
With no surveillance or bystanders, Bai Ling hung up the phone in his pocket that was still on the phone, and threw Si Jianshu out of the car door.
Now, the middle-aged man's calves and feet were dragging miserably on the ground, and the shoes were swept off by the rough ground in an instant, and the feet were worn so bloody that the bones were almost gone.
——Si Jianshu's clothes were of good quality, and the collar was carried by the collar, but it never fell off, so he could only hang it on the door like this.
His face was contorted in an instant, and the wine was more than half awake. Looking at his calm-faced daughter in disbelief, he almost suspected that she was bent over by a ghost.
(End of this chapter)
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