"And she often sneaked over to my studio to secretly meet me. She even had a key to my studio. She could get her hands on the sulfuric acid and chemical Dampness-removing Powder."
The more Sun Zhihao thought about it, the more convinced he became that the female corpse was his wife, Ding Peixin, and that the one who had killed her was Xia Xiaolin, that seemingly pure but actually vicious woman.
The thought that he had been with a woman like that for so long made cold sweat break out on his forehead.
Su Qiao looked at the man whose face had begun to pale, fear in his eyes, and said coldly, "We'll investigate that. You don't need to worry about it."
After the interrogation ended, everyone from the Major Crimes Unit moved to the conference room.
Based on the current state of the case and the clues they had uncovered, everyone began sharing their opinions.
"Could it be that Xia Xiaolin got pregnant, while his wife couldn't conceive, and Sun Zhihao wanted a child but no longer had any feelings for Ding Peixin? So he joined forces with his lover, Xia Xiaolin, and killed his wife?"
"After killing her, they used chemicals to dismember and dispose of the body, then disguised it as the original wife's suicide due to depression. The suicide note and diary could all have been forged."
Xiao Li had always looked down on men like Sun Zhihao. He slapped the table and said indignantly, "I think it's very possible."
"Sun Zhihao wasn't a decent man. Not long after getting married, he started fooling around outside. His wife stayed home dutifully doing the housework and never suspected him."
Yu Qiang, sitting beside him, argued, "How do you know she never suspected him?"
"With her personality,