ok at Liang's father, she was afraid that she would burst into tears again.This trip, Liang Yimo decided that she would not easily go home again in the future.Even at her worst, this house was never t...Tong Yimo couldn't help but angrily shout at Leng Yeshen, "The murderer is He Mingxu. Why didn't the police go and arrest him Why are you telling me that the case is closed"

"The police checked He Mingxu, he has an alibi!" Leng Yechen replied coldly.

Tong Yimo, however, didn't think much of it: “He hired someone to kill! He doesn’t need any alibi at all!”

"The police have already investigated He Mingxu, and there is no evidence to prove that he hired someone to commit murder. On the contrary, Yi Mo, can you please calm down and stop meddling in this matter!" Leng Ye replied coldly and sharply.

According to Ma Zhijie's autopsy report, the cause of his death was not from punches or kicks, but from injuries inflicted by a metal rod-like object.

That item has already been found by the police at the crime scene.

It refers to the half-meter-long iron bolt on the large iron gate atop the roof.

And on that iron gate bolt, there was only the fingerprint of one person.

The forensic pathologist examined the deceased and determined, through the force and angle of the blows inflicted with an iron bolt that proved fatal to Ma Zhijie, that it was done by a woman.

And that woman's height and weight all matched her Tong Yimo.

Besides, before Ma Zhijie died, he held Tong Yimo's hand tightly and wouldn't let go, so...

All Leng Yechen could do was suppress this matter.

It is obvious that Mo was framed.

If someone had been hiding on the rooftop beforehand, waiting specifically for Yimò to go up.

In order to enter the rooftop, Yi Mo would naturally reach out with both hands to grab the gate handle on the large iron gate of the rooftop and pull it open.

This naturally explains why there would be a bloody fingerprint left on the iron gate bolt.

Besides, he specifically instructed the police station to investigate He Mingxu. However, they found nothing.

At present, all the evidence in the police's possession comes from Tong Yimo.

Fingerprint, murder weapon, suspect's height, weight, gender and age all matched Aimo's description. The only thing the police lacked was a motive for the murder.

Late at night, Chen Xin knew in his heart that this was enough. He couldn't tell Tong Yimo everything that happened at the police station.

Actually, this case hasn't been closed because he's protecting her, saying she was wrongly accused. So the police department has to find the real culprit of this murder.

Cold Night Shen didn't want Tong Yi Mo to be entangled by this case, being detained and interrogated at the police station again and again.

He did it for her sake, even if she misunderstood him, he couldn't say anything.

Tong Yimo seemed to have understood, this matter, no matter which side, it seems that only want to hastily conclude, quell the disturbance.

It would be pointless for her to stay here and argue with Leng Yechen alone any longer.

"Since I can't seem to see eye-to-eye with my older brother, I'll be taking my leave." Tong Yimo stood up, intending to leave alone.

Cold Night Shen hurriedly got up, reaching out to grab her arm and asked, "Where are you going"

"Where else could I go Of course, I'm going back to Binjiang City!" Tong Yimo smiled coldly.

It was only then, in the cold of night, that Leng Yechen loosened his grip on Tong Yimo's hand.

She has been staying in Linhai City this time, only waiting for the results of Ma Zhijie's case. Now that she has received the results, she already has other plans in mind.

Since the police department had no evidence to arrest He Mingxu.

Then, Tong Yimò set out to find evidence.

Ma Zhijie's death must be related to He Mingxu!

Tong Yimo's intuition told her this with such certainty.

Before returning to Huibin City, Tong Yimo bought a professional suit, put on a pair of glasses without a prescription, tied her hair up, and printed several contracts at the printing shop. She then went to the bank to withdraw money, pretending to be an insurance salesperson, and went to Ma Zhijie's house alone.

The person who greeted her at the door was Ma Zhijie's father, while his mother was bedridden due to excessive grief.

Tong Yimo was entertained by Ma Zhijie's father on the sofa in the living room, and while she was on the TV cabinet, she saw Ma Zhijie's black-and-white photo.

At that moment, she almost couldn't hold back and burst into tears.

Tong Yimo could only feel a sharp pain in her nose, her eyes instantly reddened, and she choked out, "Uncle Ma, please accept my condolences. Because your son bought insurance in our company before his death, we will compensate his family a certain amount after his passing. Before that, I need to make a simple record with you to understand some things about your son."

"Well, if you have anything to ask, just go ahead." Ma Zhijie's father said while wiping away his tears.

Tong Yimo took a deep breath, adjusted her mindset, opened the voice recorder, and then asked, “Uncle Ma, has the police given you any information about your son, Ma Zhijie’s case”

"The police only said that my little Jie owed a loan shark and was beaten to death by some hoodlums."

"Your son is only a college student, why would he need to borrow high-interest loans"

"I'm also very puzzled about this!" Ma Zhijie's father sighed.

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