"What loophole?" I said a little nervously.

"First, as you said, you clearly heard your spouse's call for help and the sound of him hitting the wooden box on the living room monitor. At that time, your child was sleeping on the sofa in the living room. How could he not be awakened?" Xiao Zhang said, scrutinizing me.

I chuckled. "You're young, so I'm guessing you don't have a child. But children are different from adults, especially mine. Once asleep, he's out like a light."

"So you mean to say that your son wasn't awakened by his father's cries and instead remained fast asleep?"

"At least he was still asleep when I got home from work."

Xiao Zhang clearly didn't believe my answer and smirked.

"Ms. Song, the important thing is not to violate common sense. For an average person, sleep is affected when the noise exceeds 50 decibels, and hearing is affected when it exceeds 90 decibels. When someone is dying, they can make quite a loud noise. You work in the emergency department so you should be familiar with this. In such a situation, if the child is still peacefully asleep, it could only mean..."

"Could only mean what?" I asked nervously.

"Unless the child was pretending to sleep or someone gave the child medication to make him sleep. Basically, those are the only two possibilities." Xiao Zhang gestured with his hands.

I shook off the cigarette ash, propped my feet up, and leaned back on the sofa. "So, what does that prove?" I said disdainfully.

"It either means your son is a suspect in the murder of his father, or it means you are a suspect in the murder of your husband. Either way, your husband's death may not have been an accident. The specifics of the case are up to the police to investigate. The insurance company only needs the outcome."

Seeing that Xiao Zhang was already ready to leave, I reached out and stopped him.

"What if I say there's a third possibility?"

"Oh? A third possibility? You're not going to say that your son just happened to not hear the sound at that moment, are you?" Xiao Zhang sneered.

I sighed. "Indeed, as you said, my son couldn't hear any sound that afternoon."

I saw Xiao Zhang look visibly stunned, retract his steps, and sit back down on the sofa.

I took out a hearing aid from under the coffee table, along with the repair certificate, and handed it to him.

"My son was diagnosed with congenital sensorineural hearing loss when he was two years old, and he relies on a hearing aid to maintain normal hearing. When I got home that night, I found that my son's hearing aid had malfunctioned, which is why he didn't hear his father's cry for help."

Xiao Zhang carefully examined the hearing aid repair certificate and, with my consent, took a picture with his phone.

As Xiao Zhang was

carefully recording something, I asked, "You said there's a second loophole in my statement. What is it?"

I thought Xiao Zhang was just bluffing, but I didn't expect him to calmly take notes and then replace them with his trademark smile.

"I was going to tell you next time I came to see you, but since you're so anxious to know now, I might as well tell you."

Xiao Zhang took a photo out of his black suit and placed it on the coffee table.

"You're not unfamiliar with this person, are you?"

When I saw the photo, I felt the blood rush to my brain, and I felt panic, fear, and fear creeping all over me like worms, slowly eating away at my composure.

I took big gulps of smoke, trying to suppress the turmoil inside me in this way.

But the violent coughing only made me feel more embarrassed.

Xiao Zhang pushed the teacup towards me,

I took a big gulp of tea,

and my gaze fell on Xiao Zhang's confident, triumphant face.

I knew this person in front of me had thoroughly investigated me,

probably knew about my affair,

knew that I had come home once that afternoon,

knew that I had the opportunity to save my husband's life at the time of his death.