Chapter 1243: The upcoming misunderstanding?
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Kanagawa Taoist College Students
- Li Tong
- 1445 characters
- 2021-01-29 02:13:35
Regarding the cause and effect of the car accident, Li Xuehao knew very clearly that the man who killed Jingu Xiong Er was the former vice president of Sakurano High School and the former president of Nojima Nojima.
However, Hosokawa Yuji has turned into a grievance, and he has avenged himself and turned Nojima Nojima into a neuropathy and mentally handicapped child.
Of course, these things, Li Xuehao is not prepared to talk to Mrs. Hoso, because this involves the problem of the grievances of Hosokawa.
"Madam, 1.2 million, there is no problem, I have it." Li Xuehao knows that Mrs. Hoso is not forced to help him to open this mouth, not to mention the shame of an adult borrowing money from a minor. In fact, even if the closest friends and relatives rarely borrow money, the Japanese are more accustomed to borrowing from banks or certain institutions.
Hosoya Hikoh blushes, although the money borrowing thing is said, but still feels ashamed, and at the same time looked at him with some surprise, Zhen Zhongjun has a huge amount of money at any time, which is somewhat unimaginable to her.
Li Xuehao saved money from his pockets. In fact, he took out the money from the storage ring. He had a thick stack of tens of thousands of denominations and counted 120 of them. The remaining one was more than half.
Miyuki Painter looked at him in amazement. She was very confused. Can I put down so much money in the pocket of Zhenzhongjun?
"Madam, let me count." Li Xuehao handed the money out to her.
Jingu painted a little embarrassed to pick it up, counted it again, and bowed to him solemnly: "Thank you, Zhen Zhongjun, there is nothing wrong."
Li Xuehao nodded. "Is the wife not very eager to get the evidence? Now I can call the detective." He also wants to see if the so-called evidence is really important, but also to prevent Mrs. Hosoya was deceived.
After he reminded him, Jingu Lizi was very impressed, and she would be relieved if important evidence was obtained earlier.
In front of him, he called the Mr. Aoki, who did not expect her to get the money so quickly, and agreed to conduct the "transaction" now.
Mrs. Hoso went downstairs to wait for Mr. Aoki, and Li Xuehao continued to "repair" the closet in her bedroom. This is an excuse for Chiba Sayuri and others who chatted downstairs in the living room.
A person stayed in Mrs. Hosoya's room, Li Xuehao walked around and looked around. Her room was neatly arranged. I couldn't see any obstruction. There was a double bed in the middle. This is the most different. In the child's place, because the children in the family are usually single beds, even Li Xuehao himself is no exception, but his single bed is relatively large, and there is no problem sleeping two people.
The quilt is plain white, clean and meticulously laid on the bed, and a book is placed on the bedside table, which looks like Mrs.
Li Xuehao was very curious about what book she would read. She went over and took it. The cover is a handsome boy and a beautiful woman. They walked in the rain with an umbrella. It seems to be a favorite love of a young girl. Clipping a bookmark, it is obvious that Mrs. Yugu is very serious in reading the book and sees where it is marked.
I flipped through the content and thought it was a story of Cinderella and prince. I didn’t expect to talk about taboo love. The beautiful woman was a divorced housewife and fell in love with a neighbor who could be her son. Home boy...
Mrs. Hosoya likes to watch this?
Li Xuehao’s heart is eccentric, but she doesn’t think about anything else. It just feels a little bit about her preference... special.
When I was looking at it, I suddenly heard the footsteps outside. Li Xuehao quickly put the book down and returned to the middle of the house, making it look at the environment of the room.
The door was pushed open, and Mrs. Hoso came over, clutching a portfolio in her hand and bulging inside, seemingly putting a lot of things.
Li Xuehao didn't know how she brought it under the eyes of so many people in Chiba, but she must have her way.
"Mrs, has the evidence been obtained?"
"Yes, Zhenzhongjun." Hosoya Riko nodded and looked a little excited. He hurriedly opened the portfolio and took out the "evidence" inside.
The so-called evidence, not only the text, there are more than ten photos, and even a U disk.
Mrs. Hoso does not go to the text first, but to look at the photos first. More than a dozen photos are very clear, the content is different, and from the order, it seems to have been specially arranged.
At the beginning was a sports car, a middle-aged man fell to the ground and died.
Then the car door opened, and a teenager with a flustered look out.
Then the teenager stood in front of the car and looked pale at the man who fell to the ground and was unknown.
Then the boy returned to the car... The car drove away, leaving only the man who was dying.
After reading more than a dozen photos, Hosoya Riko has blurred his eyes, his mouth squinting, and staring at the last photo of the scene: "It’s a male..." Because of the whimper, the words behind can’t be said.
Li Xuehao did not speak and patted her shoulder comfortably. These photos can indeed be counted as evidence, and the teenager who drives the car, with three or seven minutes of long hair, is no doubt that Nojima Nojima.
I choked for a while, maybe because things have passed for a while, Mrs. Hoso’s emotions were not so excited when she first heard the news. She closed the photo and she picked up the U disk that was not much bigger than the finger:
真中君, This..." She obviously didn't understand how to use this thing.
Li Xuehao took over the USB flash drive. This is a USB flash drive for both computer and mobile phone. One is connected to the computer and the other is connected to the mobile phone.
He pushed the one that connected the phone and plugged it into his phone.
Inside is a video. The content of the video has actually been seen, but it is to restore the content on the photo, but the video is obviously more detailed and the most direct and effective evidence.
Mrs. Hoso looked at her, and began to choke with her mouth open. The content of the video was more shocking and more intuitive for her. Her husband came home from work but was hit by a red-light car. The teenager also got off the bus and saw her husband, but did not call the police or call the ambulance, but escaped directly.
However, she received the police's investigation response completely contrary to the content of the video. They said that the husband rushed out of the road and ran into the red light, and then the car was hit. The biggest responsible person was her husband. Now the content of the video has explained everything.
There... There are some dark faces that she dare not even think of even creepy. She is not a fool, knowing that it will cause this result, and certainly someone is manipulating behind the scenes. The teenager who drives, looks as big as Zhen Zhongjun, and the family must be rich and expensive, so they can easily buy the police hall.
I was thinking about how to make a name for my husband. He didn't have a red light, but if he did, then there would be a lot of trouble waiting for her. She still has daughter Qianxia...
"Zhen Zhongjun..." I thought that even if there is evidence in hand, she would not dare to do it. The fine grain painting is both sad and desperate. Under the big blow, the body seems to be unable to support it at all, and softly falls backwards. go with.
Li Xuehao was shocked and quickly grabbed her and put her in her arms. Look at her look again, her eyes closed, her lips slightly white, it seems to have passed out.
Watching her husband be killed in front of her own eyes, no one can stand this picture. Li Xuehao hugged her and prepared to put it on the bed carefully. Unfortunately, a rush of footsteps came from outside the door. Then, there was no knock at all, and the people directly pushed the door open.
In the room, Li Xuehao was holding Mrs. Jingu, and she looked at the people who were not polite and didn’t know how to knock on the door.