Lu Yi, Tang Xiaotian and the person involved, Xia Qiongfang, discussed the cause of Xia Qiongfang's death and seemed to feel that the cause of death was not very clear.
Tang Xiaotian said solemnly,
"Think about what happened on the day you died?"
Xia Qiongfang also knew that the two people in front of him could Help yourself find out the truth, and try to remember it very cooperatively.
"That day, I wanted to find a theory with Li Tiezhu."
"Not just a theory, I actually brought a voice recorder. I wanted to record evidence to prove that he was the instigator. I falsified the accounts."
"I gave in to my boss and violated my professional ethics. I will accept my license being revoked or my illegal gains being confiscated."
" But I can’t just plead guilty, and the culprit who instigated me should stay out of the matter, right?”
“I just thought about pretending to be emotionally broken, questioning him, confronting him, and then recording it? Download the recording of his admission as evidence."
"On that day, I came to the company with wine and a recorder on."
"I saw the lights in his office. Then I mustered up the courage, drank all the wine in one gulp, opened the recorder and hid it in my clothes."
"I rushed in to question him..."
"Then..."
"Then..."
Xia Qiongfang's memory was stuck.
It seems that when the picture in my mind is played here, the Internet speed suddenly freezes.
Tang Xiaotian could almost see the "Loading" prompt spinning above her head.
Lu Yi interrupted,
"Wait a minute."
"What you said earlier was that you came to question the boss, but he was not in the company that day. . ”
“But you also said that you came in to question him after drinking wine when you saw the light in his office was on.”
“So the day you died,”
"Who is that in the office?"
Xia Qiongfang was asked.
Her expression was very distressed, even with a hint of pain.
She frowned tightly, held her forehead with one hand, and whispered,
"Did I see Li Tiezhu that day?"
"I didn't see it."
"Then why did I drink?"
"Yeah, if he wasn't here, why would I drink? ?"
"The lights in his office must have been on. That's why I drank and rushed in when I saw someone."
"Yes, I remember, the lights in the office were on. It's on."
"But the person in the office is not Li Tiezhu."
Xia Qiongfang remembered!
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She said loudly and excitedly,
"Yes! I came that day! There was someone in the office, but it wasn't Li Tiezhu!"
"Then the other party asked me Who are you and what are you doing?"
Xia Qiongfang was stuck again.
While the three people here were sorting out their thoughts, the Toad couple was not idle either.
Li Tiezhu silently held the broom and swept the floor with a bang.
He was so obedient that he didn’t even dare to raise his head, trying his best to minimize his presence.
The question Lu Yi asked Tang Xiaotian just now was very pointed.
It was because he suspected that he had killed Finance Xia Qiongfang in order to silence her!
There is a life-threatening ghost sitting in the room now!
If you really doubt yourself, I'm afraid you have to explain it here today.
But the beautiful middle-aged woman who had just lost her lifeblood—the Hermès Birkin bag—still looked dazed.
It seems that Xia Qiongfang used her brain to smear this bag just now.
She slowly crawled over on all fours from the ground, reaching out to touch the beautiful crocodile skin bag.
She held the handle of the bag.
The sticky feel is too strong.
He reminded her repeatedly that the bag was ruined.
In the pores of the crocodile skin and in the gaps of the hardware are the brains of a female ghost.
In the future, these brains will still stink due to corruption.
The exquisite leather interior of the bag was soaked with a mouthful of black blood spat out by a female ghost.
The black blood was thick and smelly, and there seemed to be fragments of her internal organs that had been broken when she fell from the building.
She has wanted this bag for too long, too long.
After Li Tiezhu made his fortune, it was the first time she went to a gathering of rich ladies in the upper class, and she saw Mrs. Liang, who was surrounded by stars and the moon, holding this bag in her hand.
She dreamed about this bag.
It seems that carrying this bag, I can become sparkling and the object of envy by those ladies.
What surrounds me is "Wow, Mrs. Li, you actually have this package" and "Your husband is so kind to you",
Instead of "the wife of a nouveau riche" and "small town Harsh comments such as "The foot-washing girl turned into a golden phoenix" and "The rustic country girl has never seen the world."
This Hermès has become her ultimate dream that is almost obsessive.
But now, the bag she spent so much money and paid so much to get is
destroyed!
Those stinking brains seem to have destroyed not only a bag, but also her feelings towards herself.The illusion of a false and beautiful life.
And she couldn't even cry.