Part II
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6.
Wanjie would rather die than admit his violent s****l assault on Sugar.
I cursed him as I cried.
If he was still a human being, he would never let this happen again.
I couldn't imagine the sense of humiliation Sweetie was enduring inside and understood why she remained silent.
In the days to come, I went to comfort Sweetie again and again.
But she acted as if nothing had happened.
Yet I was still filled with guilt.
So, for those two years, I took Sweetie to the temple to pray for forgiveness and pardon from God.
But immediately afterward, those later things that were so fine and horrible happened.
When Sweetie was praying, she missed her grandmother and grandfather one after another.
Her grandmother and grandfather also died one after another.
Since then, I have repeatedly found Wan Jie taking Sweetie to our bedroom when I was not at home, until I found solid evidence that Sweetie had been violated by this beast, Wan Jie, from the very beginning.
And even now, he has intensified his inhuman violation of his daughter.
7.
After listening to my narration, Bureau Zhang's face reddened a bit, and he secretly clenched his teeth twice.
"Fanny, I sympathize with you and your daughter.
But ...... this can at the same time be your motive for killing.
Vanjie kept violating your daughter, so you killed Vanjie's parents and Vanjie."
I retorted to Bureau Zhang:
"It's true that I wanted to chop Wanjie into pieces countless times, but let me tell you, I didn't. Or rather, I couldn't. Once I'm in jail, then the only person in this world who can protect Sugar won't exist anymore."
"I also hope that the truth is really as you said." Officer Zhang said.
Suddenly, the door of the interrogation room was opened.
A forensic scientist walked in, holding several pieces of paper for documents.
The forensic pathologist walked up to Bureau Chief Zhang and stammered, "Bureau Chief Zhang, the results of the DNA test have come out, but ......"
"Say something quickly."
The forensic pathologist's face turned pale and he swallowed:
"I have been practicing forensics for forty years, and I have never encountered anything so bizarre, you ...... better come over with me!"
8.
Two hours later, Bureau Chief Zhang returned to the interrogation room, bringing Sweetie and a stranger with him.
Sweets was arranged to sit next to me.
I didn't understand and was a bit upset.
I didn't want Sweetie to see me in shackles and being pressed by the police in every sentence.
"Bureau Chief Zhang, if the police determine that I am a suspect, shouldn't they interrogate me alone? What's the point of bringing my daughter here? Also, who is he?" I pointed at the gentlemanly man wearing glasses across the street.
「He is our bureau's micro-expression crime expert, he called your daughter over here in order to observe the subtle reactions on the other person's face when you mother and daughter answered.」.
Zhang Bureau explained as such.
I gently stroked Sugar's head with the handcuffs on and comforted her:
"It's okay, Sugar, we can go home soon."
Bureau Chief Zhang was holding a few documents, his eyes were cold and his face was bloodless.
"The results of the DNA examination came out, yours is normal, Wanjie's is normal, but the components of your daughter's DNA don't have any Wanjie's." I flatly denied it.
I flatly denied it:
"No way, I hate Wan Jie, I can't wait for him to go to hell, but Sweetie is mine and Wan Jie's, there's no mistaking that."
Bureau Zhang slapped the information on the table and glared at me indignantly.
"Stop making things up. No wonder the coroner said that he had never encountered such a strange thing in his entire forensic career. Your daughter's DNA doesn't have any male insemination in it. And on top of that, her DNA only contains yours, so what the hell is your daughter?"
9.
Zhang Bureaus stared at Sweetie's face in death, scrutinizing it carefully.
"When your daughter was growing up, I noticed that she resembled a person. No, it's practically the same."
"That person is your daughter's dead grandma, your mom - Gu Yufen."
My body couldn't help but tremble when Bureau Zhang mentioned my mom.
My mom passed away unexpectedly before Wanjie and I were ready to get married, and died earlier than Wanjie's parents. Sweetie wasn't even born then.
Bureau Zhang began to glare at Sweetie:
"Van Sweet, do you know what your grandma looks like?"
"No." Sweetie shook her head.
With a stronger interest, Mr. Zhang asked, "Then haven't your parents ever shown you a picture of your grandma?"
"No, I've seen pictures of my grandparents, and grandpa's, but only not grandma's."
"Then did your parents often talk to you about your grandma?"
My daughter replied, "No, my parents have never mentioned my grandma to me. When I asked them, they didn't say anything."
Bureau Zhang nodded silently, as if he had realized some clue, and said to me:
"Fanny, the truth may now be more surprising than I thought. The information that has been grasped now includes:"
"One, after your mother's death, you deliberately hid all information about your mother from your daughter."
"Two, your daughter, Van Tong Tong, has the exact same face as your mother, Gu Yufen."
"Three, your daughter's DNA doesn't contain any male part, only your own. And in the genetic sequence information given by the forensic scientist, it's not your daughter who inherited it from you, but you who inherited it from your daughter."
I couldn't help but laugh while responding to Bureau Chief Zhang:
"Bureau Zhang, you're really funny. What do you mean? Are you trying to say that I gave birth to my mom? Or are you saying that my mom was reincarnated in life and death, and then reincarnated as my daughter. Are you cops so heavenly in your work?"
That micro-expression expert was currently staring at me with narrowed little eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned.
Bureau Chief Zhang stood up and walked over to me, leaning down to look me in the eyes and said to me:
"Fanny, we only want the truth, as for how outrageous the truth is, we don't care. After all, that's what criminals create."
Bureau Zhang took his daughter and the micro-expression expert and prepared to leave the interrogation room.
I nervously took Sweetie's hand, "Where are you taking Sweetie?"
"You have no right to know."
I looked at the empty interrogation room left to me, and all I could think of was my daughter's situation, "Don't lock Sweetie up in the interrogation room, she's afraid of the dark."
Bureau Chief Zhang paused and replied to me with a faint hint of warmth out of neighborliness:
"Fanny, what really happened between your daughter and your mother? I'll give you one last chance to confess. Otherwise it will be too late when I go to the coroner's office."
I sat on the hard chair and lowered my head in silence.
Bureau Zhang shook his head when he saw that I was unresponsive.
Just at the moment when Bureau Zhang was about to walk out of the interrogation room with his daughter, I spoke up:
"No need, Bureau Zhang. I'll explain everything."
Bureau Zhang looked at me with bated breath.
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