Deserted Island: The Survival Journey of a Beautiful President

The girl on the dance floor is still dancing, and the man with malicious intentions is next to her.

The drinking, the rolling of the dice, and the touching of people continued.

Unnoticed, a bartender held a yellow warning sign by the door of the men's restroom on the east side.

The toilet door was also closed by the way.

A drunken man came, glanced at the warning sign, and left again.

The lively atmosphere in the bar lasted until five o'clock in the morning, people left in twos and threes, and the loud music stopped.

The hall was silent.

The bartender at the bar dozed off with his head propped up.

"what!!"

A scream broke the silence of the bar, several sleeping guests were awakened, and a drunken face showed displeasure.

The bartender's drowsiness disappeared, and he hurried to the place where the screams came from, which was the men's toilet on the east side.

"What's wrong?" the bartender yelled.

"Dead, dead!"

A shrill voice came from the toilet.

He rushed in quickly, and saw a man sitting on the toilet with his head covered in blood in an open compartment of the men's room. He stared out with his eyes open.

Even the well-informed bartender was taken aback. He boldly walked up cautiously, and checked the man's nose with his hand, but he was no longer breathing.

"Why, how did this happen? I, I will notify the boss now!"

The bar hurriedly took out the phone, at this moment, he found the young man lying on the other side of the toilet...

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"boom"

The door of the box was knocked open, and the loud noise woke up everyone, including Mo Qing.

A night of hangover made him dizzy now.

Mo Qing patted his head, raised his head and looked at the door, which shocked him directly.

I saw a group of Siamese policemen standing at the door.

The leader shouted a few words towards the inside, speaking Siamese, which Mo Qing couldn't understand either.

Zhang Cheng also came to his senses at this time, and he also looked at the group of policemen in a daze, then stepped forward, took out his ID, and chatted with the leader.

Then, Mo Qing saw that Zhang Cheng's expression changed from doubt to shock.

"Old Zhang, what's going on?"

Mo Qing hurried to Zhang Cheng's side and asked in a low voice.

"Basson is dead!"

This is definitely a shocking news.

Bassong died, tragically in the men's room of the bar. It is said that the suspect has been found and taken to the police for interrogation.

As the companions who were with Ba Song yesterday, Mo Qing and others had to be taken back for interrogation.

Before being taken back by the police, Mo Qing discovered that Zhang Yiming was not in the box, and he did not know where he had gone.

He wanted to look for it, but the police urged him to leave. There was no other way, so Mo Qing had to go to the police station first. Thinking about Zhang Yiming's age and normal IQ, there should be no chance of getting lost.

Just as he walked out of the bar, he saw Zhang Yiming who was in handcuffs with a dazed expression on his face.

Generally, it is impossible to be handcuffed for interrogation.

Anyone who wears it is basically identified as a criminal suspect.

"Yiming, what's going on with you?" Mo Qing couldn't believe it.

Zhang Yiming faltered for a long time, and finally said: "I, I am also very confused."

He was really confused. He woke up in the toilet for no reason. When he woke up, he was surrounded by a group of policemen, and then put on handcuffs.

After that, he was taken out, and he didn't know what happened the whole time.

At this time, Lin Yuyan also saw Zhang Yiming's figure. She rushed forward screaming, but was stopped by several policemen.

Han Ling also came up to hold her back.

In the end, everyone got into the police car.

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Thai police station.

"Hello, my name is Wang Ren, the captain of the criminal police team"

The police officer in front of Mo Qing introduced himself in standard Chinese with a serious expression.

"Mo Qing"

"Mr. Mo, I would like to ask, what were you doing between one and three in the morning?"

"I was in the box and didn't go anywhere. We drank too much last night, so we just lay down in the box and fell asleep."

"Can anyone prove it?"

"There are many people in the box, and they can all testify"

"Well, then, what is your relationship with Bassoon?"

"Before last night, I didn't know this person. I was introduced by my friend Zhang Cheng."

Wang Ren looked flat and nodded slightly, "Then what is your relationship with Zhang Yiming?"

"He's my brother, Captain Wang. I want to ask my brother what's going on with him now?" Mo Qing asked anxiously.

"He is suspected of murder and has been detained"

Even though he had vaguely guessed that this was the case, Mo Qing still couldn't believe what he heard.

"Is it the murder of Bassoon?"

"Yes"

"Impossible," Mo Qing said firmly, "There must be a misunderstanding, my brother would never do such a thing!"

Wang Ren comforted: "Mr. Mo, please calm down. The matter has not yet been concluded. We will not know until we investigate further."

Afterwards, he asked some more about the case.

Mo Qing cooperated and told what he knew.

After the interrogation, Mo Qing could not leave for the time being, and was arranged to rest in the police station lounge.

In the lounge, he saw Han Ling and Lin Yuyan.

At this time, Lin Yuyan looked helpless, her eyes were red, and Han Ling next to her was comforting her gently.

"Brother Mo, Yiming won't kill people, he won't do that!" Lin Yuyan raised her head and said firmly.

Mo Qing said: "Of course he won't. There must be a misunderstanding in all this. When the police find out, they will release him."

Even if everyone in the world doesn't believe in Zhang Yiming, he will stand by his brother unconditionally.

"I'm afraid it won't be so easy to let people go"

Zhang Cheng walked into the lounge at some point, looked at the three of them, and said something very: bad news, "The new news just received, the murder weapon found in the toilet has Zhang Yiming's fingerprints, and only his "

This sentence is like a bolt from the blue.

"Is there something wrong? Or was someone framed?" Mo Qing said.

"The probability of mistakes in fingerprint identification is very small, almost none, but if it is set up to frame you," Zhang Cheng paused, "Does Zhang Yiming have any enemies in Siam? It is best to have something to do with Basong."

Mo Qing shook his head, "This guy came to Siam for the first time, and he only met Ba Song last night, how could he have enemies here?"

The atmosphere instantly became tense.

So far, several people have no clue.

This matter is developing too fast, and there is too little news.

"Old Zhang" Mo Qing pulled Zhang Cheng to the corner and said in a low voice, "I know you have many channels in Siam, can you find a way to help me release him on bail?"

As he spoke, Mo Qing took out a wad of money from his pocket.

Zhang Cheng immediately pushed back, and said dissatisfiedly: "What are you doing? Yiming is also my brother, so there is no reason not to help a brother if he is in trouble, but..."