"I don't understand what you're talking about." Facing Zuo Yan's questioning, Sam was very calm.
After all... this is a "planned crime" and there's no way Sam's going to act without having a countermeasure in mind.
His current composure is the result of his preparations in advance.
"Oh..." Zuo Yan responded, "Then let me tell you, you listen." He paused and continued, "As you said, if you took away the inheritance that should belong to you because of 'John' 'You would never have waited so long to buy murder for this matter... Admittedly, it is very inappropriate to do it when the sentence is first handed down, but for a year or two after that...in your angriest and most down-and-out During this period, you still held back and didn't do anything, so it can be seen that... the matter of "being deprived of inheritance" is not enough to make you take risks; even if you know that John is behind this matter, you have not crossed the line of law... Because, at the end of the day... you're a good guy, unlike your brother."
"Ha!" John laughed dryly when he heard this, to show that he sneered at these remarks.
Zuo Yan ignored him, but continued to say to Sam: "This is actually quite ironic. They are clearly two well-educated brothers who grew up in the same environment...the one who looks young and promising to outsiders, In order to maintain his image, he put the law behind him; but the one who only eats, drinks and has fun in the eyes of outsiders still sticks to a bottom line."
Speaking of this, he looked at Sam with a slightly regretful look, and then said: "Although John harmed you and you hate him, out of respect for the law, maybe you are also thinking of blood ties...you will eventually die." It is to abandon the idea of extrajudicial revenge.
"In the end, you decided to abandon your past life, live on your own, like an ordinary person, and determined to never have anything to do with the name John Herbert...
"However, just when you thought you had written off the family page in your life, fate played a very interesting trick on you..."
While speaking, Zuo Yan took out his mobile phone, made a few simple operations, and then turned the screen towards Sam.
At this moment, a photo was displayed on the screen of his mobile phone; it was a photo of a man, an ordinary-looking white man in his forties.
Everyone present could recognize that the man in the photo was the deceased in this case.
"Pet Miller, 39 years old this year, unemployed." Two seconds later, Zuo Yan continued, "Although he is unemployed now... But many years ago, he was also a senior white-collar worker, and the company he worked for at that time It's just..." He looked at John, "...John Herbert Investment Co., Ltd."
The company Zuo Yan reported was the one that John himself opened when he was young; this company still exists today, but it has become one of the many small shell companies under the Herbert Group.
Generally speaking, large companies will play this trick. They will register N different small companies in N countries... These shell companies have no office location, no real affairs, and no employees to go to work, but every month they will arrange Accountants go to reimburse the accounts in order to maintain their existence. When the need arises, large companies can use these small companies under their subsidiaries to digest various transactions and projects in the "grey area". The reason is to file a lawsuit for a certain project, and these "shells" can also serve as a shield for the parent company.
"John Herbert Investment Co., Ltd." is such an existence.
Once upon a time, it also carried John's dream, but now, it is an existence that has lost its value and is like an outdated trademark.
"Mr. Zuo Yan, let me interrupt..." After thinking for two seconds, John suddenly opened his mouth and said to Zuo Yan, "I think it's better to declare something now... Yes, I know the deceased, but in I didn't recognize him when the incident happened... In fact, I didn't even see his face at the time, because he appeared from behind me and attacked me suddenly; besides, I haven't seen him for a long time Now... even after his death, I didn't recognize who he was at the first time, I just thought he looked familiar. It wasn't until shortly before Sergeant Dawster arrived that I remembered that this man was one of my subordinates many years ago staff."
"What do you mean by 'his employees'... It's too outlandish." Zuo Yan continued, "He has been your personal assistant for more than two years."
Hearing this, John's face changed obviously, and he thought to himself: "This kid... has actually found this far..."
"At this moment, are you thinking... 'This kid has already found this step'?" The next second, Zuo Yan actually opened his mouth and directly expressed John's thoughts, "Heh..." Before the other party responded, Zuo Yan just smiled, and then said, "From your micro-expressions and subtle body movements, you can basically guess what you're thinking... To be honest, if you met me back then, you would most likely go to jail to pick up soap went."
These words are not what Zuo Yan meant, but Vidok’s original words; I despise and loathe John from the bottom of my heart.
"Yes, he used to be my assistant, so what?" John became a little annoyed, but he didn't attack. Instead of responding to the other party's ridicule, he tried to bring the topic to the case, "This is the same as what I just said It's not conflicting... As I said, he attacked me from behind, and I haven't seen him for many years; it's been so long, let alone an assistant, even a relative... I can't recognize him Is it normal too?"
"I also regarded this as something important. I just mentioned that he was an employee of that company... It was you who interrupted me and made the so-called 'statement'. Have you forgotten?" Zuo Yan asked back.
The words hit the nail on the head, and John was speechless.
"If you don't mind, I will continue to say what I really want to say..." Seeing that he was silent, Zuo Yan turned his head, looked at Sam, and continued, "According to my guess, around last autumn, Miller found you and... told you some things; and those things are the fuse of today's murder case... "
"Before you make even more outrageous speculations..." The other party hadn't finished speaking, Sam responded coldly, "What evidence do you have to prove...I know this Miller, and how can he prove that he has had contact with me? ?”