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My name is Emily,18 years old.I just finished the college entrance examination this year.
My parents got divorced.After my mother passed away,I stayed with my uncle's family for a while,and then I went back to the boarding school in my hometown.
My only relatives,my uncle's family,didn't even know about my death yet.
When everyone's eyes turned to the landlady.
Her expression was indescribably ugly.
"I don't know how she died.The wallet was because she stole money from our store before.I withheld her wallet.I told her to ask her parents to come over and return the money,and then I would return the wallet to her.She never came after that.Officer,this has nothing to do with me."
After confessing honestly,Fang Hongmei felt a chill down her neck.
I stood behind her,and my originally calm mood began to give rise to a trace of resentment.
I didn't know what I was hating.
I knew that she was lying.
"How much money did she steal from you?"
Fang Hongmei heard the question and straightened up:"Two thousand dollars."
"Could you take out two thousand dollars exactly from the money box of your small noodle stall?"
Fang Hongmei immediately explained:"That was the money for my son.We are all neighbors and acquaintances.At that time,only she was there.She was an outsider.I heard that she had sticky fingers at school.This money must have been stolen by her!"
After saying that,she muttered in a low voice:"Now that she's dead...really unlucky!"
The young policeman immediately frowned:"Just because of this,you're sure she stole the money?You don't even have any evidence!"
Fang Hongmei widened her eyes and looked at him in disbelief:"Officer,her own character is not good.The students who come to our store all say so.What more evidence is needed?At that time,in our store,besides me and my son,she was the only one eating.The money was originally for my son,and he definitely wouldn't steal it.If it wasn't her who stole it,who else could it be?A wild child without parents and with poor grades,what good character could she have?"
"All right,call your son and ask him to come over."
The old policeman looked at her sharply.
"Why do you want my son to come?What does this have to do with my son?"
"This is just a normal procedure."
The old policeman maintained his professional ethics and patiently explained.
Fang Hongmei's face showed some displeasure.
But she still held back her emotions and called her son.Unfortunately,no one answered the phone.Even she was a bit surprised because her son had never missed her calls.Then she called her husband.
This time the phone was answered,but on the other end of the line was the crying of a middle-aged man.
Fang Hongmei panicked immediately and asked what was wrong.
She only heard her husband on the other end of the line falling apart.
"Son...Son is dead..."
