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"But if it was her, what would her motive be?" Officer Zhao asked, his brow slightly furrowed as he fell into deep thought.
"Whether it’s her or not, understanding the motive will reveal everything once we bring her in," Xiao Ying said confidently.
While waiting for the DNA results from Ye Xiaoxi, she seemed to realize something and became unusually quiet.
She sat still in her chair, her gaze somewhat vacant, hands clasped tightly on her lap, trembling slightly.
Xiao Ying gently handed her a glass of water, her eyes soft yet scrutinizing as she looked at her. "You know, if Lin Hui protects you, she could also be implicated."
Ye Xiaoxi glanced up at Xiao Ying, a flicker of complex emotions crossing her face—fear and hesitation—but she quickly lowered her head again, saying nothing.
She bit her lip tightly, seemingly struggling to contain her emotions.
Before long, Yu Yuaner entered with a light step, placing the report gently on the table. With a calm demeanor, she simply stated, "It's her," before turning and walking out. Her voice, though soft, resonated clearly in the quiet room, as if declaring that the truth of the case was about to be unveiled.
"Ye Xiaoxi, do you still intend to remain silent?" Officer Zhao asked seriously, his gaze fixed on Ye Xiaoxi. His tone was steady as he continued, "How do you explain the victim Fan Wei's nails containing your skin flakes while you have a fresh injury on your hand?"
He leaned slightly forward, his eyes locked onto Ye Xiaoxi's, trying to glean everything from her reaction.
"Have you suspected me all along?" Ye Xiaoxi finally raised her head slowly, a complex emotion flickering in her eyes—defiance mixed with a hint of relief. Her voice was hoarse, as if she had gone through an inner struggle.
"To be honest, at first, it was only because of Lin Hui's strong defense of you that I began to have doubts," Xiao Ying said calmly, looking directly at Ye Xiaoxi. "But it wasn't until I noticed the injuries on your hands that I was certain the murderer was you."
Xiao Ying squinted slightly, recalling the moment she discovered the clue.
Ye Xiaoxi clenched her fists tightly, her knuckles turning white from the pressure. She sighed softly but tried to maintain a calm expression. "I killed that person; it has nothing to do with Hui." She bit her lip, seemingly determined to take all the blame.
"What was your reason?" Officer Zhao pressed, straightening his posture as he awaited her response.
"I know that woman named Fan Wei had known Hui long before me; she even studied painting at Hui's house," Ye Xiaoxi said, her brow furrowing slightly as jealousy crept into her gaze. "After she reappeared, I noticed Hui's attitude towards her changed completely. I was terrified; I knew Hui liked her."
Ye Xiaoxi paused for a moment, took a deep breath, and continued, "She found out about my relationship with Hui a few days ago and confronted Hui, demanding that she divorce Qi Fangyu.
Hui already knew that Qi Fangyu wasn't serious about Fan Wei, so she proposed a condition: if Fan Wei agreed to be with her, she would divorce Qi Fangyu. Fan Wei got scared and ran away; I even heard it from outside the door that day, but Hui didn't know yet."
As Ye Xiaoxi spoke, her emotions became increasingly agitated, and her hands began to gesture involuntarily.
"But why did you kill Fan Wei at Qi Fangyu's house?" Officer Zhao asked in confusion, his brow furrowing even tighter.
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