Chapter 912 The Most Fearful Thing
[Sorry, the name in the previous article was wrong, it is Jiang Huan, not Heng]
It was very late and the night was dark, Jiang Huan sent Mu Zi away.
When he arrived outside the courtyard, Mu Zi glanced at Jiang Zhinuan and Jiang's parents who were standing not far away, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. A lawsuit usually drags down the entire family.
Looking at Jiang Huan in front of him again, Mu Zi felt that his luck was bad, and he got into lawsuits twice in succession, and each time became more serious.
The last time it was rape, this time it was murder. Once the verdict comes down, it may be life imprisonment if it is serious.
"Frankly speaking, the chances of winning this case are not high." Mu Zi's voice was so low that only Jiang Huan could hear him, "Although I really want to help you, we must face the reality. Prove where you and Zhang Xiaona are. Sleeping pills were detected in the body of the deceased, and the sleeping pills belonged to Zhang Xiaona. If you help her buy medicine, you are also seriously suspected.
If the prosecution finds any more motives for the crime, it will be almost impossible to turn this case over, so if you have relevant clues, whatever, please do let me know. "
Jiang Huan's lips were tensed into a line, and after a while, he uttered a sentence: "I really didn't kill anyone."
"Where's Zhang Xiaona?" Mu Zi asked, "She lives very close to the scene of the crime, is it possible to return to the scene and kill someone?"
Jiang Huan's face was stiff, and his tone was firm: "Nana can't kill someone."
Mu Zi looked at him quietly, and said after a while: "I hope so."
She turned around and was about to get in the car, when Jiang Huan suddenly stopped her: "Why is no one suspecting that he committed suicide? Maybe he committed suicide!"
Mu Zi paused, and looked back at him, "Because of comfort, Jiang Huan, no one wants to commit suicide naked."
Being naked means that when one's body is found, it will be naked and unsightly.
Suicides usually hope that they can bid farewell to the world with dignity, and subconsciously pursue a sense of comfort. For example, those who commit suicide by jumping off a building will take off their shoes, while those who swallow sleeping pills will lie on the bed neatly dressed.
Pan Zhe's death was more like someone deliberately creating an accidental illusion: while the deceased was taking a bath, the effect of the medicine took effect, and he fell asleep in the bathtub and drowned.
Or, it was indeed an accident.
No one knows.
Mu Zi got into the car and immediately fell into the arms of the man beside him.
"Okay...you've got your wish, I don't have to go to the wedding tomorrow." Mu Ziweng said softly.
"How was the chat?" Murong Cheng stroked her hair, the long hair was cool, smooth and soft, like he was smoothing a cat's fur.
"Not very good." Mu Zi sighed softly, "There is no alibi, but there are a lot of motives for the murder. I am afraid that new unfavorable evidence will appear in the next few days."
"Didn't there be two people, maybe another person killed it." Murong Cheng said.
Mu Zi smiled, and she didn't know whether it was a sigh or something, her tone was complicated: "Jiang Huan said that both of them are innocent, alas, I really hope that Pan Zhe committed suicide, otherwise this lawsuit will not be possible..."
After speaking, he let out a long sigh.
Murong Cheng was silent for a moment, and then sighed.
Mu Zi raised her head and looked at him amusedly: "Why are you sighing? Do you worry about me?"
"My woman's mind is full of other men now, can I not worry?" Murong Cheng said.
Mu Zi was amused by him, hooked Murong Cheng's neck, and gently pressed his lips against his, her breath was warm and affectionate.
"Do you know what the prosecutor is most afraid of?" Mu Zi murmured when his lips and teeth were close together.
Murong Cheng asked: "Can't catch the criminal?"
Mu Zi shook her head lightly, "The prosecutor is more afraid of sending innocent people to jail than not being able to catch criminals."