How did you, a gangster, end up in the police force?

Chapter 514: Divine Duck Soup

Ye Lin looked at him and said calmly: "Yang Hua, do you think that you killed Zhao Xiaoshuang in the deep mountains and no one would know about it, right?"

"You don't have to trick me. I'm a lawyer and I understand your tactics." Yang Hua said calmly.

"You have handled so many cases. Do you know that God is watching you?"

"Whether God is watching or not, I didn't do anything."

"Don't be so quick to deny it. I'll show you something."

Ye Lin opened his laptop, a video appeared on the screen, and he clicked the start button.

The video shows a valley with the mountain breeze blowing past the ears and a big bird flying across the screen from time to time.

At the far end of the picture is a road leading up the mountain, and there are two figures sitting on rocks with their backs to the camera.

One of them stood up, faced the camera and said something.

Then suddenly, with a strong push, the man sitting on the stone was pushed down.

In the picture, a egret flew past.

Yang Hua was completely stunned. He said to himself, "Impossible, how could it be photographed? Absolutely impossible."

"This is fake, right? This is fake." Yang Hua wanted to stand up excitedly.

"Yang Hua, you are a lawyer yourself, you can tell what is true and what is false. Don't take chances, this is the truth." Ye Lin said with a sneer.

"I have something to say to you. If you don't want others to know, then don't do it yourself."

"We got this from a blogger who shoots bird videos across the street. This period of time is when the birds are active, and he has been filming for a long time with a camera."

"It just so happens that the scene where you pushed Zhao Xiaoshuang was also filmed. Do you have anything else to say?"

Yang Hua sat in the chair, completely stunned, and didn't speak for a long time.

...

A few days later, everything was settled, and faced with the iron facts, Yang Hua finally admitted to the fact that he had committed murder.

Ye Lin looked at Yang Hua who was being escorted into the prison van and said with emotion, "Money can make people lose their way and make them make many mistakes."

The case was over, but what surprised Ye Lin was that the system's reward had no reaction at all, as if it was completely silent.

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As September comes, the hottest season of the year is finally over.

Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival on the 23rd. Aunt Liu's son and daughter-in-law have agreed to come home for dinner tonight. She has been thinking about what delicious food to prepare for the children these two days.

She got up early in the morning, around 5 o'clock, and planned to buy an old duck and stew some soup, as her daughter-in-law liked to eat it.

When she walked out, she found the door of her next-door neighbor's room was locked. She looked at him with disdain and then hurried downstairs.

Although vegetables are sold in the market 24 hours a day, those who actually buy vegetables know that the really good ingredients can only be bought in the morning.

Aunt Liu is very demanding about her cooking skills and must ensure that the ingredients are good.

She was lucky today and managed to grab a very fat duck from the stall she often visited.

Aunt Liu recognized it at first sight, paid for it on the spot, and happily went back with the duck.

In addition to the ingredients, the cooking time is also important for old duck soup, which must be cooked for a sufficient amount of time.

When I got home, it was already 8 o'clock and most people had already gotten up.

The door of the next room was still locked. Aunt Liu walked past the door with cold eyes. This man has no woman to take care of him. His life is a mess. It's already so late, and he still doesn't get up.

Besides, the garbage at the door hasn't been thrown away for a few days and it smells bad.

Aunt Liu endured the smell and walked through the corridor back to her home, where she stewed her own duck.

It's already ten o'clock, the duck in the pot begins to boil, and a fragrant smell comes from the pot.

Aunt Liu sat down contentedly. She was old and a little tired.

She sat down, opened the door, the air began to circulate, and the aroma of the duck wafted out. Good things should be shared with everyone.

However, there was a hint of decayed smell mixed in with the fragrance of the duck. Aunt Liu sniffed hard and found it was the smell of the neighbor's garbage.

She really couldn't stand it anymore. How could there be such a sloppy man?

She walked over and knocked hard on the neighbor's door.

"Feng Yingcai, can you please pick up the garbage at your door? It's been a few days. Someone in our family is having dinner today. How can we live like this?"

Bang bang bang!

Aunt Liu knocked for a while, but in the end no one paid any attention to her.

"Okay, I'll go dump it out." Aunt Liu's husband came out of the house, picked up the garbage and went downstairs.

"You are so unprincipled. It's his garbage and he should take it out. Why should we do it?" Aunt Liu looked at her husband with disdain, feeling very unhappy.

Her husband, Lao Jin, has a good temper and is generally tolerant, which makes Aunt Liu very unhappy.

Feng Yingcai is over 40 years old and has no proper job. Every day he either sleeps in the house or goes out and does nothing.

The house is never cleaned up and is a mess. The garbage is often not taken out and a lot of it has to be taken out by the old man.

Seeing the old man dumping the garbage, Aunt Liu rolled her eyes and said, "Let's see how long you can dump it."

Lao Jin laughed dryly and said, "He's just a neighbor. He doesn't have a wife either, so I'll help him if I can."

"He deserves it. If he hadn't been fooling around outside, his wife would have left." Aunt Liu returned to the house angrily and sat in the kitchen looking at the pot of old duck soup.

As he watched, he began to nag, "Don't talk to Feng Yingcai, he's not a good person."

"When Zi comes later, I will remind him to keep his distance from such people."

Old Jin just listened with a dry laugh. As Aunt Liu got older, she talked more and more, and he couldn't take in all of her, so he could only be a listener.

"You, clean up the house. Your grandson will be here soon and he needs to play." Aunt Liu couldn't help laughing when she thought of her grandson. Her grandson was so adorable.

The old duck soup continued to gurgle on the fire. Aunt Liu simmered it for four hours before turning off the fire.

Looking at the rich and fragrant broth, Aunt Liu was so happy. This was her masterpiece, and her son and daughter-in-law would surely enjoy it tonight.

At 5 o'clock in the afternoon, the son and his wife came. Although they didn't bring anything, Aunt Liu was still very happy and she held her grandson and turned around several times.

Aunt Liu's house is old and small, only about 50 square meters, so the whole family can only eat in the living room with the door open, otherwise the autumn heat in September will still be very powerful.

"Here, your favorite old duck soup. I spent the whole day cooking it."

Aunt Liu brought up the old duck soup with a smile. When the daughter-in-law saw the soup, she immediately laughed and rushed to pick up the bowl to get a bowl of soup.