Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

Qiao Zhinuan quietly looked at the hand that stretched out.

The phalanges are slender, but they have always been very beautiful hands, which can directly compare with some top hand models.

in case……

Ignore the thin calluses on the fingertips of the fingers used as criminal police training to pull the trigger of the pistol.

After shaking hands, Wei Jingtian made a gesture of invitation.

Qiao Zhinuan followed Wei Jingtian into a lounge.

Standard public office style, a Chinese-style sofa against the wall, matching mahogany coffee table and mahogany table, chairs are all dark-colored paintbrushes, it looks like a very old office style at first glance.

Qiao Zhinuan silently looked at the interior style and sat down.

Wei Jingtian leaned on the chair, took the cigarette butt off the pinna, and was about to open it with the lighter. He raised his eyes to Qiao Zhinuan, and asked, "Is that okay?"

"I'm fine." Qiao Zhinuan said.

Wei Jingtian lit a cigarette and took a puff, then slowly narrowed his eyes.

Qiao Zhinuan originally wanted to see what topic Wei Jingtian said first, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't see that the other party wanted to speak.

"Superintendent Wei, I would like to ask, is it true that a girl surnamed Qiao was murdered on the day of 619 in the fourth serial murder case?"

This can be said to be very straightforward.

Since Qiao Zhinuan chose to come here, she definitely didn't want to be gentle.

Wei Jingtian took a cigarette butt, knocked lightly on the ashtray twice, narrowed his eyes, "Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

Qiao Zhinuan frowned, "What about the truth, what about the lies?"

"The only one who knows the truth can count on one hand."

Qiao Zhinuan understood immediately.

This is Wei Jingtian warning her.

This is a major case in the police station. If she finds out the truth, it will inevitably cause other embarrassments.

She bit her lip, and simply stopped asking about this matter.

"Then you found my evidence at that time, can you return it to me now?"

"this is okay."

Wei Jingtian went to call the police officer Xiao Wang, and brought Qiao Zhinuan's things in a plastic storage box.

Qiao Zhinuan rummaged through it casually. Apart from her bag and mobile phone, there was a light umbrella and wallet in the bag.

"The phone doesn't work."

"I know."

Qiao Zhinuan picked up the bag, suddenly remembered something, and rummaged through the inner layer of the bag.

"What's in here?"

Wei Jingtian raised his eyebrows, "What are you talking about?"

"Hair wrapped in tissues."

After such a long time, Qiao Zhinuan almost forgot the hair she and Wang Ziqi brought out from the mental hospital.

"It has been sent to the laboratory for testing," Wei Jingtian said, "and no match was found with the suspect."

That means it has been used up.

Qiao Zhinuan lowered her eyes.

A simple inspection report can't find anything, it seems that I have to go to a mental hospital again.

"Then I have nothing to do."

Qiao Zhinuan tidied up her mobile phone and her door keys and some other small things and put them in her carry-on backpack, but she didn't take the evidence bag.

"Miss Qiao, and this."

Wei Jingtian took out a card from the bottom of the box.

"This is also taken out of the inner layer of your bag. It was soaked in water, and the number on it is not very clear. Our technical department has comprehensively restored the mobile phone number on it."

Wei Jingtian handed over a business card.

Qiao Zhinuan accepted it in surprise, this card...

She remembered.

It was given to her by the goddess when she went to the Banshan temple assembly during the Chinese New Year.

"Thank you."

Qiao Zhinuan put the business card in the bag, took two steps outside, and stopped again.

"Superintendent Wei, I have another question.

"Excuse me."

"You and Mo Siting knew each other before, right?"

Wei Jingtian was not too surprised by this question, but smiled, "Yes, he and I used to be comrades-in-arms, and both belonged to special forces, but they belonged to different units."

Qiao Zhinuan pondered for a moment, wondering whether to ask.

Still opened his mouth.

"What about Mo Qing?"

She raised her head and saw the momentary surprise in Wei Jingtian's eyes, although it was well concealed.

Wei Jingtian quickly suppressed the surprise in his eyes.

"A member of the Mo family? I don't know him."

"Is it Mo Siting's idea to exchange it with me?"

Wei Jingtian was slightly taken aback, "What for? This has nothing to do with First Young Master Mo."

Qiao Zhinuan laughed, "Superintendent Wei, goodbye."

Even if Wei Jingtian didn't answer, she already understood.

The whole story of this incident, together with what she knew more or less from Shen Jinhe, made it clear.

Coming out of the office, I just saw Shen Jinhe walking in head-on.

Shen Jinhe raised the mobile phone in his hand, "The client of a case just called." His eyes fell on the two people in front of one another, "How did the talk go?"

"Fortunately."

Shen Jinhe gave the car keys to Qiao Zhinuan, "Go to the car first, I have something to talk to Superintendent Wei."

"Ah."

Qiao Zhinuan took the key obediently, walked outside, and got into the car.

She leaned back on the co-pilot seat, looking out at the darkened sky through the dark car film.

From the beginning to the end of this oolong incident, she was nothing more than a manipulated pawn on the chessboard.

Mo Qing is the expansion of the dark side deep in Mo Siting's heart, with a stronger possessive desire. She does not know where it touched him, making him interested in her, and wants to put her under house arrest and keep her for himself, even if It is to let her be removed from this world and only become his property.

And Wei Jingtian, wanting to catch the murderer of the serial murder case, used such a "imitation murder method" to commit the fourth murder case, trying to catch the other party by lure.

The two hit it off because they had the same purpose and each took what they needed.

This is exactly what Wei Jingtian said at the beginning—[Do you want to hear the truth or lies? 】

If it is true, only those who counted on one hand will know.

That is to say, what the report conveyed to most people was a lie.

Qiao Zhinuan closed her eyes, pinching her own arm with one hand.

After a long time, he suddenly pulled the corner of his mouth lightly, and covered his heart with his hand.

It hurts.

Even if the other party was Mo Qing, she still felt the pain, and it was uncomfortable to tear.

Deep down in his heart, did he really think so?

Even if her wings are broken, should she be imprisoned by her side?

…………

Shen Jinhe waited for Qiao Zhinuan to enter the car before turning around, "What did Superintendent Wei say just now?"

Wei Jingtian snorted, leaned back against the wall, and slightly raised the corners of his lips, "You answered a phone call outside, didn't you just want me to tell her everything I can say?"

Shen Jinhe crossed his arms, "I came here just to tell you that there is another case that Mei Lin is in charge of, so I will let her stop when you are here."

Only then did the expression on Wei Jingtian's face loosen, "Lawyer Shen, you're not the kind of villain who reports revenge?"

"Oh?"

"Now Qiao Zhinuan is involved. If a good investigator like Mei Lin is transferred back by you, delaying the time to track down the real culprit, Qiao Zhinuan's personal safety will be threatened."

Before Wei Jingtian finished speaking, Shen Jinhe suddenly reached out and pressed Wei Jingtian against the wall, "I warn you Wei Jingtian, just because you fabricated the truth of the crime, you can't stay in this business any longer , I can sue you enough to go to prison for a few years."

Wei Jingtian still had a cynical smile on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't fight back, just letting Shen Jinhe press down on his neckline.

"I know the ability to be as big as a gold medal, so let's stop killing each other?"

Shen Jinhe snorted coldly, and let go of Wei Jingtian's neckline.

Wei Jingtian caressed the neckline twice casually, then shrugged, "Actually, I still advise you not to touch her," he raised his chin towards the door, "Si Ting wanted her, you are here It can only be cannon fodder."

Shen Jinhe laughed, "Oh, then I also advise you not to have any thoughts about Mei Lin, you are just a cannon fodder male second with her."

Wei Jingtian's face was a little dark.

Shen Jinhe turned and walked out, "Call me if you need anything."

With the weakness in the other party's heart in hand, everything is easy.

Wei Jingtian returned to the office with a gloomy face, and took the initiative to make a call.

"Shen Jinhe brought Qiao Zhinuan to the police station just now. With her cleverness, she must have already guessed all kinds of things, big and small. Get ready."

…………

Life seemed to return to its original frequency and pace.

Song Manman also seemed much more settled, even though she was still living in the dormitory, leaving early and returning late was like staying in a hotel, she basically didn't say anything.

She went to the dean of the department to cancel her vacation and resumed classes.

Originally, Mo Siting's courses were still on the schedule, and there were still two big classes a week.

Seeing Qiao Zhinuan's hesitation, Wang Ziqi offered to follow her to Mo Siting's class.

"You don't have to be afraid of that kind of scumbag, just think of him as a teacher giving lectures."

But it is very difficult to think well about everything and do it well.

The man is wearing a very trendy outfit today.

Slender black jeans, a coffee-colored leather jacket, and a red stud earring on his right ear, which accentuates the man's fair complexion, and his hair has been messed up.

When she walked in through the front door, the girls below all gasped.

They have already taken classes for nearly half a semester, but these girls still feel fresh every time they meet, maybe because Mo Qing is so good at seducing people.

Compared to Mo Si Ting, he was a little less stern and more sultry with a touch of abstinence.

Qiao Zhinuan took a deep breath.

Why didn't she notice it when she was in class? Although the man standing on the podium was the same as Mo Si Ting in appearance, his eyesight, even his gestures, were completely different.