Chapter 275 Evidence of Crime

Yu Yiman turned around in panic.

Su Zhongqiang's eyes were filled with anger, and he gritted his teeth, unable to express even one-tenth of the anger at the moment, "Did you kill your parents?"

Bang bang bang.

"Open the door, police."

The knock on the door accompanied by the police's solemn voice made Yu Yiman's body tremble.

She grabbed Su Zhongqiang's arm and said, "Husband, I do it all for this family. Everything I do is for you and Xiao Xu..."

The anger in Su Zhongqiang's whole body was almost scorching his internal organs. Hearing her nonsense, he reached out to push her away, turned around and opened the door.

"Husband, husband!"

Yu Yiman rushed forward in panic.

"I just did this one thing wrong. Don't I deserve recognition for other things? Didn't I keep the house in order so that you don't have to worry about your work? Didn't I take good care of Xiaoxu and make her become an excellent person? painter..."

Before Yu Yiman finished speaking, he saw Zhao Daxian's apprentice downstairs crawling up from the ground, staggering a few steps and opening the door.

Yu Yiman suddenly roared, not as elegant as before, "What qualifications do you have to open the door of my house! Why do you have the right to open the door of my house!"

Zhao Daxian's apprentice licked his lips and turned back, "Just because I'm afraid?"

He heard everything about fans, skins, and dead people upstairs.

I was scared to death downstairs.

It's hard to wait until the police come. Are you afraid if you don't open the door and continue to do it?

He's not stupid.

The police came in and glanced at Zhao Daxian, who was unconscious and bruised on the ground, and then looked at Yu Yiman, "Yu Yiman, right? Someone called the police and said that you maliciously damaged other people's property. Please come with us."

After hearing this, Yu Yiman even breathed a sigh of relief and straightened his messy hair.

"Me? Maliciously damaging other people's property? What a joke! Why don't you ask me, who am I, Yu Yiman, and whose property will I damage?"

Five policemen came through the door.

Three stayed on the first floor and two went upstairs.

One of them said while walking: "Someone called the police. You maliciously tore up the "Autumn of Sunflowers" that his family bought from a European auction. The auction price of this work was 1.2 billion. The other party does not want to settle or compensate, as long as you go to jail."

Gudong.

Yu Yiman knocked over the blue and white porcelain vase that was as tall as a person behind him.

I was so shocked that my heart beat like thunder, "1.2 billion?"

That sunflower? Isn't that a high school student's imitation? Isn’t it only sold for a thousand yuan? How could it be 1.2 billion!

Is that an authentic work by the famous painter Master Bieber?

"Impossible, don't try to accuse me wrongly. I started painting when I was seven years old. I am forty-seven this year. I have been painting for forty years. Could it be that I can't tell the difference between original works and copies?"

"A high school student's copy, and you're blackmailing me into claiming it's the real thing? What a big joke!"

"Who called the police? I'm going to sue him for blackmail!"

The police didn't talk nonsense to her, just took out the handcuffs and cuffed her with a click.

"Before we came, we went to your gallery to check the surveillance during the day. The surveillance in your gallery showed clearly that when you were arguing with your family, you tore up the painting, and the owner of the painting provided Please come with us for the auction receipts at that time."

With her wrists cuffed by cold handcuffs, Yu Yiman struggled subconsciously, but the police took her away directly. She turned her head and shouted at Su Zhongqiang to question her.

"They went to adjust the surveillance, but you didn't tell me about such a big thing?"

Su Zhongqiang's day today was chaotic and irritable.

Su Xu was about to die. All he could think about was asking the Taoist priest to save his daughter, but he couldn't remember the police surveillance.

Now I suddenly remembered that there was such a thing.

During the day, the store clerk called to tell me that the police were conducting surveillance or something.

Even though Su Zhongqiang was extremely disgusted with Yiman at this time, he still had to ask the police, "Is that painting really authentic?"

"So far it seems so."

The policeman glanced at Su Zhongqiang, said nothing, and left after taking the person into custody.

"Wait." Jiang Ningning walked out of the bedroom.

The policeman escorting Yu Yiman heard the sound and looked over. When he saw Jiang Ningning, he glared and blurted out, "Jiang Ningning?"

Jiang Ningning was turning her wrist when he suddenly called her name directly and raised her eyebrows: What's going on?

The policeman immediately laughed and said, "No, you should know my master, Officer Wu from Xuancheng."

After saying that, the policeman suddenly remembered something, handed Yu Yiman to his colleague next to him, walked up to Jiang Ningning in two steps, and asked in a low voice: "You're not riding a crow, are you?"

Jiang Ningning:......

Didn't your master teach you anything good?

"Small motorcycle, thank you!"

The policeman chuckled and said, "Please start your performance."

Jiang Ningning looked at him with a Nani look on her face, "What the hell?"

"My master said that generally the occasions when you appear are similar to the occasions where Conan appears. A criminal must appear, otherwise I will be sorry for your appearance."

Jiang Ningning:......

I looked at him with a hard-to-speak look, and then——

"Then take your guess."

He turned his wrist and punched the wall behind Su Zhongqiang.

boom!

A huge noise.

She hit suddenly and punched a hole in the wall again. Su Zhongqiang jumped away in shock, but before he could say anything else, he was attracted by the thing in the wall and stepped forward again, "What is this?"

There seems to be a letter in the wall?

Jiang Ningning pulled out the letter and shook it at Yu Yiman, who also turned to look.

Yu Yiman's heart suddenly jumped a few times.

On this wall, at the beginning of this year, it seems that her mother said that the wallpaper was not very good and she wanted to re-post it?

Why is there a letter in the wall?

Thinking of what happened to her mother before she died, Yu Yiman's face turned paler than when Jiang Ningning grabbed the small fan just now.

Jiang Ningning took the letter and read it directly.

“I don’t know who will get this letter, and I’m not sure if anyone will get this letter, but I still want to write these words.

"Yiman, stop killing people."

Yu Yiman's pupils trembled instantly.

Su Zhongqiang's breath condensed.

Jiang Ningning continued reading.

"You killed your father-in-law with poisonous mushrooms."

"Killed my mother-in-law with rat poison."

"Killed his father by accidental leakage of electricity."

"I know that sooner or later, I will become your target."

"That day I asked you why you attacked your relatives. You said I was crazy, hysterical, and demented. We had a big fight."

"After you left, I also wondered whether I was crazy, hysterical, or demented. Otherwise, why would my daughter, an excellent painter, kill someone."

"I know that I am not crazy, hysterical, or dementia. What I saw is true. I am angry, scared, and chilled, but I can't call the police."

"This matter has always been tormenting me, and I cannot remain indifferent."

"If this letter falls into your hands, Mom hopes that you will stop it for the sake of Mom's death."

"If this letter falls into the hands of others, please help me call the police."

After Jiang Ningning read the last sentence, Yu Yiman roared hysterically, "Impossible, absolutely impossible. Someone framed me, and I didn't kill anyone!"

Su Zhongqiang raised his hand and slapped her, "What are you still quibbling about!"