Hearing Yang Ling's words, the many members of the criminal police team were slightly stunned. They all looked at Zhao Dahai, who was sitting there with a look of disbelief.
At this moment, Zhou Hongwu was also a little shocked. Although he had received information about Tang Dongmei and Wang Dong's adoption in the adoption file from decades ago, he was still shocked.
However, it only wrote that Wang Dong was an abandoned baby, while Tang Dongmei was a child trafficker.
However, after hearing what Zhao Dahai said, it was possible to connect the dots. If that was really the case, Wang Dong was most likely to come back for revenge. However, Wang Dong was really killed in the car accident more than ten years ago. At that time, Wang Dong was only a teenager, and Tang Dongmei was only twenty-five or twenty-six years old.
"You don't believe me?"
At this moment, Yang Ling's voice rang out slowly. Yang Ling stood up and looked at Zhao Dahai, who was staring at him blankly. He smiled calmly and said,""Do you have anything else to say?”
Zhao Dahai really wanted to say something, but a sudden wave of grief was suppressed in his throat. He could not say anything, and he suddenly felt that it was difficult to breathe.
"I…"
Zhao Dahai's voice was hoarse and filled with panting. Tears had already covered his entire face.
"How can you prove that everything you said is true?”
The child that he had run over was indeed called Wang Dong. However, when he and Lu Hao had carried the child to the orphanage, they had not given the child a name. They had only given the child a nickname, Puppy.
Although his heart wavered, he did not believe it at all.
"Proof?"
"You'll know when you meet him at the place you agreed to meet him tonight. All of this started because of you, and it should end because of you.”
"Because I…"
Before Zhao Dahai could finish, Yang Ling had already walked out of the interrogation room.
The members of the criminal police team who had been listening from the outside were all staring at Yang Ling with their mouths agape. They found it hard to believe that such a young and handsome young man could solve a case so well. Where did his information come from? Could it be that all the evidence was just speculation and conjecture?
If that was really the case, it could be seen from Zhao Dahai's reaction that everything was almost real.
At this moment, Zhou Hongwu suddenly looked at Zhao Dahai.
" Then the murderer is still in contact with you?"
"Hurry up and tell us the truth. Otherwise, we can't guarantee your safety.”
Zhao Dahai slowly leaned back on his chair and said,""He and I agreed to meet at the entrance of the school at 10 o'clock tonight. I didn't know why he asked me to go to the school, but now I seem to understand.”
Zhou Hongwu immediately said to the few criminal police officers standing outside,"Follow Zhao Dahai to prepare immediately.”
After saying that, Zhou Hongwu immediately walked out of the interrogation room and quickly held an emergency case meeting to make the corresponding arrangements.
Meanwhile, Yang Ling was sitting in the resting area, playing with his phone as he simulated the limping man in the black suit over and over again in his mind.
Even though Yang Ling had already downloaded and read the files related to the car accident, he had a guess. The person who had died in the car accident was not Wang Dong, but someone else. Wang Dong's leg was very likely crippled at that time, and the man in the black suit who had died in the gas explosion at Zhao Dahai's house ten years ago had not died either.
Moreover, his leg was already crippled at that time. It was just that Zhao Dahai was flustered and exasperated at that time, so he did not notice at all.
Perhaps this was the reason why Tang Dongmei did not resist at all.
After all…
Perhaps they were already sick from the beginning!
Looking out of the window, the weather was terrifyingly gloomy, and the wind was blowing. Perhaps tonight would be the same as last night, a stormy night.
Suddenly, Yang Ling thought of Tang Dongmei.
This woman was probably the saddest…
……
Just as Yang Ling had expected, the weather tonight was the same as the night before. It started drizzling again at night.
Dressed in a black suit, Zhao Dahai alighted from a taxi. His body was still trembling slightly. After all, his childhood friend, Lu Hao, had died in the attic of the internet cafe opposite him last night.
Now that the internet cafe had been closed down, there was no other light except for the dim street lamps by the roadside.
In the darkness, Zhao Dahai looked up and saw a tall figure embedded in the darkness not far away.
(A new day, I beg my brothers and sisters for flowers and evaluation tickets…)
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