Chapter 113

Xiang Siling was stunned and blurted out: "No! Absolutely not!"

Li Meiling held her hand tightly, so tightly that it hurt her: "I killed someone just to save you! Do you want to send your mother to jail? Do you still have a conscience? Before I came, this guy had almost beaten your father to death, and my few hits didn't matter! He was the one who killed the person! He was the one who killed him!"

Xiang Siling held back tears and shook her head desperately. Li Meiling also cried and said, "I did this all for you. How can I, as a mother, watch someone kill my daughter? Siling, please, can you just say this? I don't want to go to jail. Is this boy more important than me?"

……

Chen Pu: "So from that day on, you helped Li Meiling to give false testimony?"

Xiang Siling, who was lost in memories, raised her head, her eyes were clear and her expression was sad: "I don't want this to happen... I have just said that the police at that time should also have records - I was completely speechless that night, as if I had lost my soul, and then I had a high fever. After the fever subsided, I forgot all these things."

Fang Kai sneered and said, "You forgot at the right time."

Xiang Siling looked helpless: "I didn't understand the brain at that time."

However, what Xiang Siling did not tell the police was that what she faced at the time was not just the oppression from Li Meiling using their mother-daughter relationship.

Of course, there was also Luo Hongmin's fury after he found out, and a series of quick response measures. The threats to her were nothing more than nude photos, videos, human trafficking, and ruined reputation, which were the most feared things for the girl at that time. Luo Hongmin certainly had to protect Li Meiling, otherwise she would definitely fight him to the death. And his thoughts and methods were naturally different from Li Meiling's.

As for the fate of Luo Huaizheng, this innocent poor child, in their view, it was natural and not worth mentioning.

Of course, many years later, Xiang Siling recalled that she was somewhat cowardly and stupid when she was covered by those adults for the second time and could not make any sound. But Xiang Siling would no longer blame herself repeatedly like she did back then.

Underage children, who only yearn for the love of their parents, are like tender cicadas and innocent fledglings. Adults, on the other hand, are like mantises holding knives and axes and vultures with insatiable appetites. At that time, she was not as cunning, thorough, or ruthless as them. It was normal for a child to be unable to defeat them.

And when Li Meiling picked up the iron candlestick, what she was thinking in her heart was whether to save her daughter, kill Xiang Wei, or save her the biggest bargaining chip to become Mrs. Luo... Later, Xiang Siling never asked.

……

Chen Pu did not put pressure on Xiang Siling with cold words like Fang Kai, nor did he show any sign of relaxation because of her perfect words.

He just raised his head, stared at Xiang Siling with his black eyes that seemed to be soaked in snow, and asked: "The rag was not among the evidence collected by the police. Did someone hide it?"

Inside and outside the interrogation room, everyone nodded to Si Ling under the nervous gaze.

……

After being threatened by Li Meiling, Xiang Siling was in a trance, as if she had fallen into the state of separation between her soul and body in the past few days. Li Meiling thought she was obedient, so she calmed down her breathing, called the police, and turned into a family member of the victim, crying in grief.

Xiang Siling looked at the bloody young man on the ground and wanted to call his name, but found that no sound came out of his throat.

She really lost her voice accidentally during those days. Otherwise, she would not have been able to hide it from the police.

But Li Meiling was not a professional criminal after all. After she finished the call, she noticed a rag with her fingerprints and Xiang Wei's blood on it. She panicked and asked, "What, what should I do?"

She took the rag to the kitchen and tried to light it on fire. Xiang Siling snatched it away, shook his head at her, and said with the last bit of breath left: "The police...will come soon..."

Li Meiling also understood that the police would definitely be suspicious if they saw a pile of freshly burned ashes in the trash can. And if the police came when the ashes were half burned, it would be even worse. She seemed to hear the alarm bells.

"What should I do?"

Xiang Siling suddenly walked to the window, and before Li Meiling could react, he threw the rag out of the window. "You're crazy!" Li Meiling rushed to the window, and when she saw the situation downstairs, she breathed a sigh of relief.

There was a big garbage truck parked downstairs and the rag fell into it.

The mother and daughter both knew that the garbage trucks stopped here every night. But what Li Meiling didn't know was that the garbage trucks would not be towed away until 5 a.m., would stay at the garbage station for half a day, and would not be completely cleaned until the afternoon.

At that time, Xiang Siling was still anxious and struggling. She didn't dare to tell the truth to the police, and she couldn't bear it. After all, that was her mother, and she had just killed someone to save her. But she couldn't let Luo Huaizheng take the blame and go to jail. She couldn't accept that no matter what.

She hadn't figured out what to do yet, so she remained silent in front of the police.

The next morning, the mother and daughter returned from the police station. Li Meiling was very satisfied with her daughter's "playing dumb" performance, and fell asleep exhausted as soon as she got home.

Xiang Siling slipped out the door while she was asleep and ran to the garbage station.

During the time when he was wrestling with the police, Luo Hongmin did not dare to come to his house or contact him easily. He either sent his younger brother to pass on the message or sneaked into his house through the secret passage. Luo Hongmin taught Li Meiling how to do everything afterwards.

But Xiang Siling naturally would not mention this to the police, and only said that it was Li Meiling's idea alone.

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Next door, Li Qingyao, who never shed tears easily, had tears in his eyes and stared at Xiang Siling.

She now knew how dark and pitiful this woman had been, enough to shock and upset anyone. She also understood that she might have been young at that time, controlled by others, and had no choice. But she still wanted to ask -

why?
Why did she only produce this crucial evidence that could have cleared Luo Huaizheng's name seven years later?

At this time, Chen Pu in the interrogation room asked for her: "You should have had countless opportunities in these seven years, why didn't you produce the evidence?"

Xiang Siling raised her watery eyes, and her crystal tears seemed to overflow uncontrollably: "As I said just now, because of post-traumatic stress disorder, I forgot a lot of things, including the existence of this evidence. I just remembered it today."

"Bang." Li Qingyao slammed her fist on the table, tears falling. It was very rare for her to show such emotions. All the other detectives in the room looked at her. Zhou Yangxin sighed and patted her shoulder.

Facing the sharp gazes of the policemen, Xiang Siling lowered her eyes again and reached out to gently wipe the tears from her face.

What else could she say? The girl seven years ago was really not afraid of death and wanted to save Luo Huaizheng.

But she was afraid of the terrible torture and ending described by the adults, and she was afraid that she would be condemned by thousands of people. Not to mention that they kept telling her that Li Meiling was saving her, saving her, saving her. She was a beast to send her mother to prison for a boy who had already seriously injured someone.

Isn't she a beast? She thought she could die for Luo Huaizheng, but when she was really covered with her mouth and tied up, and tortured mentally and physically every day, her final choice was to make herself feel better. Perhaps it was because she was Li Meiling's child that selfishness was engraved into her bones.

At that time, she was not only cowardly and stupid, but also ignorant and fearless.

The day she learned that Luo Huaizheng had been sentenced, she made up her mind to wait. One day, when she was no longer afraid of them and had the ability to fight back, she would definitely produce this evidence to exonerate Luo Huaizheng.

But at that time, she didn't know that she would have to wait for seven whole years.

It was Chen Pu's steady voice that interrupted Xiang Siling's thoughts: "Can we still find that rag now?"

I can’t finish writing it at all. I’ve only finished 2/3 of the content scheduled for today’s update. I’m scratching my head.

Today is the last day of this month, and the author who has been absent for more days timidly asks for a monthly ticket.