"Is this An Qinghua's home?"

The eyes of the two policemen swept over the onlookers and finally fell on the people in the living room.

One of the older ones looked at An Qinghua's hanging arms and asked at him, "Are you An Qinghua?"

"Yes, yes, I am An Qinghua!"

When he saw the police, An Qinghua, who was already guilty, had a little weak legs.

Fortunately, his face was not good-looking because of his injury, so it was not too obvious.

Moreover, he is young and has just experienced such a thing, and his expression, speech, etc. is somewhat abnormal, which is reasonable.

Even the two police officers saw that he was so nervous, they had no doubts.

"Uncle Public Security, you, are you here to find me?"

An Qinghua swallowed nervously and asked carefully.

"We received a report from kind-hearted person, saying that someone was attacked and his arm was broken." The police said in a deep voice.

A kind-hearted person reports the case?

Madan, who is the nosy bastard? He is so full that he has nothing to do. What case should he help report?

Xu Yaping, who was standing beside An Qinghua, had a smile on her face, but was already scolding her in her heart.

In fact, she was more afraid of "reporting the case" than An Jianguo because she was guilty.

Outsiders may seem to be very careful about her plans, but they cannot be hidden from professional criminal investigators.

Not to mention anything else, there will be loopholes on the scene.

Xu Yaping may be very powerful to the three siblings of the An family, but to put it bluntly, she is just a scheming housewife.

If you plan again, how can you be meticulous?

Moreover, her success three years ago and her control over "An Dafu" made Xu Yaping feel that it is not difficult to plot against An's family.

Therefore, this time the frame-up is not very clever. At most, it is to fool the neighbors who are watching the fun and the stupid An family!

If I really come to the police, this matter will be troublesome.

Xu Yaping felt up and down, but she still had to be calm.

She felt that the son standing beside her had already started to tremble, and her intact right hand even grabbed her sleeve.

My son is guilty and afraid!

This is not possible. Even if the police find out something, as long as the mother and son bite them to death, the police can't do anything to them.

On the contrary, An Qinghua, if he showed his own strength, everything would be over!

Just as Xu Yaping was trying hard to find a solution, the police were still talking, "After receiving the report, we went to the crime scene, but unfortunately the scene was accidentally destroyed by pedestrians, and footprints could not be used as evidence."

Hearing this, Xu Yaping breathed a little relieved.

But before she could breathe evenly, the police said again, "Fortunately, the kind-hearted person who reported the case also found a wooden stick that was suspected to be a weapon. Classmate An Qinghua, do you still remember this wooden stick?"

As he said that, the police took out a wooden stick and placed it in a transparent bag of evidence.

An Qinghua was so scared that he didn't dare to look up.

I still heard the police's inquiry, then I hurriedly raised my head, took a quick look, and quickly dodged away.

"Acknowledge it, that person seems to have hurt me with this."

When she said this, An Qinghua couldn't help but glance at Xu Yaping from the corner of her eyes.

The police did not know the truth of the matter. Seeing him like this, they thought he was nervous or stimulated, and instinctively wanted to seek protection and comfort from the people he trusted the most.

Alas, he's just a child after all!

On the way to come, the police had already found out An Qinghua's identity and family situation. He knew that today was his day for the college entrance examination, but he encountered such a thing.

It's pitiful!

"After inspection, we extracted two fingerprints from the stick."

The policeman said slowly, "A fingerprint belongs to an adult male. After comparison, it is confirmed that it is the kind-hearted person who reported the case. We have also verified and determined that the reporter was at the time of the incident and had a witness to testify, which has nothing to do with the case."

In other words, the reporter was a really kind person, not a suspect who tried to escape from the crime.

"Where is the other fingerprint? Is it the murderer?"

Annie seemed to listen to the police's explanation very seriously. When she heard this, she couldn't help asking.

She gritted her teeth, "Comrade Public Security, who is it? Which bastard is it that has harmed my Qinghua!"

Xu Yaping:...

The face is a little stiff, but he still has to look like he is united in the same hatred of the enemy.

"Yes, comrade of the police, who owns that fingerprint?"

She said it, but she secretly regretted it in her heart: Damn, why did you forget about fingerprints? When you start, you should wear gloves!

The police had a strange look, but he still answered truthfully, "This fingerprint, after comparison, should belong to Comrade Xu Yaping. Xu Yaping, is this wallet yours?"

As he said that, the police took out another bag of evidence, which contained a red lady's wallet.

"We extracted a fingerprint from the wallet, which coincided with the one on the wooden stick. There is a photo in this wallet, which happened to be Comrade Xu Yaping."

The police explained in detail why the police determined another fingerprint.

Seeing that wallet, Xu Yaping remembered something and hurriedly took out her pants' pocket, which was empty!

She wanted to take her wallet and check it out, but she was afraid of the evidence bag wrapped outside.

But the police handed her the wallet, and they could basically conclude that the wallet belonged to the woman in front of them.

Seeing the police like this, Xu Yaping no longer hesitated. She opened the evidence bag, took out the wallet inside, checked it carefully, and said anxiously, "It's mine. Maybe it was too chaotic just now, I didn't pay attention for a while, and fell to the ground."

"Since it's yours, you can determine that the other fingerprint on the stick also belongs to you!"

The police stared at Xu Yaping tightly, not letting her expression go fluctuated.

"Is my fingerprint on the stick?"

Xu Yaping was secretly nervous and wanted to die, but she still wanted to deliberately make a puzzled look.

She seemed to be thinking hard, and after a while, she suddenly realized, "I, I remembered that the man was going to hit my son. I was anxious and rushed up to stop him. When I pulled him, I might have caught a wooden stick."

"But I am a woman after all, I'm weak and can't catch it at all, so--"

Speaking of this, Xu Yaping started to cry. She didn't care about wiping her tears and looked at the police pleaded, "Comrade, you have to help us find the murderer. Woo, our Qinghua is a good child and never provokes people. Why did she get such a slap for no reason?"

"Murderer? I think you are that murderer!"

An Jianfang rushed to inquire. As soon as he arrived at the door, he heard the conversation between the police and Xu Yaping.

In addition, An Jianjun was quietly analyzing around him, An Jianfang felt that he had discovered the truth, and pointed at Xu Yaping and cursed, "The thief called to catch the thief, Xu Yaping, you are really a cruel person. You are cruel to us. We admit it. Who made us not have blood relationship?"
Chapter completed!