With a Small Ticket, I Will Send the Scumbag into the Police Station.

Three days before our wedding anniversary, I took out a hotel receipt from my husband's suit pocket—a double bed room, and the person staying in it was not me. Without crying or fussing, I called my mother. My mother is a retired prosecutor. She has eight words: "Don't alert the enemy, I'll do it." Seventy-two hours, follow the clues - cheating is just the tip of the iceberg. Seventeen transfers were made, and the deposit of 870,000 yuan was wiped out. The day after each transfer was a day when I went to the hospital alone for a review. The "true love" signed false contracts with four men at the same time, and the mother-in-law's account was used for money laundering. Three days later, my mother-in-law scolded me in public for "not laying eggs." I laughed and threw out the medical report showing that his sperm survival rate was less than 5%. At the dinner table, my mother pushed the chain of evidence in front of him one by one. No one picked up the chopsticks when they fell on the floor. A case of occupational embezzlement was filed, a separate case of contract fraud was filed, and I got 70% of the divorce.