Instantly, the atmosphere in the yard froze.
Officer Zhang Kun walked forward with a serious expression.
His face stern as Judge Bao, he said in a deep voice, "I know the deceased was your lover."
"Under normal circumstances, you would be considered part of the victim's family."
Zhang Kun paused, his Adam's apple moving slightly, "However, we cannot rule out that you are a suspect in the crime."
"Me? I'm a suspect?"
The man lunged forward violently and was stopped by a police officer beside him.
He waved his hands excitedly, the black veins on his neck bulging like twisted earthworms.
"How is that possible!"
"How could I have killed my own wife?"
His voice carried a sob, full of despair and grievance.
"My wife suffered so much by being with me, and she gave me two children..."
The man choked up, rubbing his face with his rough palms, muddy tears seeping through his fingers.
"She never enjoyed a day of happiness with me, I couldn't love her more, how could I harm her?"
