Deserted Island: The Survival Journey of a Beautiful President

restaurant.

Mo Qing led Li Jingheng and Zheng Shiyuan to sit on the chairs unceremoniously.

Although there are only a few of them eating, the dishes are very rich.

"Thank you so much for your hospitality!"

While talking, Mo Qing wolfed down the food.

Every dish on this table is worth a lot of money, all made by top chefs.

The taste is not bad.

Song En looked contemptuously at Mo Qing, who had no manners. The host hadn't moved his chopsticks yet, but the guest started to eat on his own.

He looked at Zheng Shiyuan again, and his expression turned into a threat.

Miral watched Mo Qing eat quietly, waited until the latter was full, hiccupped his stomach, and picked his teeth with a wine glass.

Mo Qing shook the red wine glass, "Is this the Lafite from [-]?"

Song En gave him a blank look, "This is Yunling ice wine from Canada"

"I've never heard of it, it tastes like that"

Mo Qing put down his wine glass and wiped his mouth with a napkin.

Millar asked, "Are you full?"

"I am full"

"Have you come here to find the murderer of my son?" Miral asked.

"Yes"

Mo Qing got up and pointed to Zheng Shiyuan next to him, "Let me introduce to you first, this is Zheng Shiyuan. On the day of the incident, he sneaked into the toilet of the bar. He wanted to knock Basong unconscious, but he accidentally injured Basong by accident, which resulted in Basong's death." "

Miral's cloudy eyes were filled with murderous intent, "Is that so?"

"Yes." Zheng Shiyuan stood up guiltily, "Mr. Miral, I was also forced to help..."

Before he finished speaking, Song En was so excited that he stood up suddenly, "So it's you bastard, I'm going to kill you now!"

He raised his hand to beat Zheng Shiyuan.

Mo Qing stood in front of him and held his fisting hand with one hand, "Mr. Song En, what are you excited about?"

"Let go of me, or I'll beat you too!" Song En said angrily.

"Stop!" Miral's voice sounded, "Listen to him continuing"

Song En's eyes backed away unwillingly.

Zheng Shiyuan took a few steps back, pointed at Song En, "The reason why I attacked Mr. Basong was because he kidnapped my wife and daughter and forced me to do it!"

"You spit out blood!"

Once again, Song En was so excited that he wanted to rush up and hit someone.

Before Mo Qing was ready to stop him, Miral said angrily: "Song En! How decent!"

Song En turned to look at her father, with deep disappointment in her angry eyes.

At this moment, Song En felt as if she was getting farther and farther away from the position that she was thinking about.

"You said that my second son instructed you, do you have any evidence?" Miral asked.

Li Jingheng took out a USB flash drive, "Of course, all the evidence is in there, including call records, transfer information, recordings and videos, etc."

Song En's back felt cold. He was still thinking of luck just now, thinking that the other party would not have any sufficient evidence, but he didn't expect that they had prepared so much.

Li Jingheng took out a laptop, inserted a USB flash drive, and showed all the evidence to everyone.

Millar read it indifferently, and every piece of evidence pointed to Song En.

Li Jingheng squinted his eyes and smiled: "Mr. Song En, you arranged in the bar in advance and sent Zheng Shiyuan to hide in the toilet. Then that night, you used the phone to lead Basong into the toilet to commit murder. I want to check Mr. Basong's cell phone that night. It should be Can find that call log"

Song En shook his head, "Father, they fabricated these to frame me! Father, I was wronged!"

Millar closed her eyes, not knowing what to think.

Li Jingheng looked at Supasha with a begging look, "Sister-in-law, you, tell your father, I, I was really wronged!"

Supasha was just about to open her mouth to intercede for him.

Miral said: "Housekeeper, call the police and hand over all the evidence to the police."

The old butler replied "Yes", and then took out his mobile phone to make a call.

Song En's eyes were blank, he couldn't figure it out, the script shouldn't be like this.

Obviously he is now the only person in the family who meets the inheritance requirements, why did his father send him to the police station?

"Father, I really didn't kill Big Brother on purpose. I just let someone beat him up. I didn't think he would die!"

Song En hugged Milar's leg like a poor lost dog.

"Talk this to the police"

Mo Qing said: "I think I can release my brother now?"

Millar said: "Take it to the police together. As long as the police say there is no problem, then there is no problem."

Mo Qing breathed a sigh of relief, based on the evidence he has now, it is enough to believe that Song En is the mastermind behind the scenes.

Zhang Yiming's suspicion can definitely be cleared.

Ten minutes later, the housekeeper brought Zhang Yiming to the door of the villa.

Although it was two days later, Mo Qing felt as if he and Zhang Yiming hadn't seen each other for several years.

He stepped forward and hugged Zhang Yiming, "My big boy, dad is here to save you!"

Zhang Yiming cried bitterly, "My good son, you finally came to save Dad!"

The two looked at each other, disgusted with each other.

"I almost died to save you, what's wrong with you calling me Dad?"

"Hey, you are rebelling against Tiangang. Isn't it right for a son to save his father?"

The two soon turned from being brothers to being jealous of their enemies, and they almost had a fight.

The police car stopped at the gate of the manor.

For this matter, the police chief personally dispatched and brought a group of policemen to the door.

"Mr. Song En, this way"

The director smiled and stood beside Song En, making a gesture of please.

Although his purpose of coming here is to arrest people and bring them to justice, even if Song En is really the real murderer of Basong, he would not dare to act recklessly and should treat him politely.

After all, no one in Thailand knows that Song En is the sole heir of the Tanabrapa family.

"Brother, goodbye!" Tianci blinked his innocent big eyes and waved goodbye.

Song En ignored his third younger brother and stared at the tall main building. He was waiting to see if his father would come out.

But until the sheriff urged him again, Miral was still nowhere to be seen.

Is this giving me up?

Song En walked into the carriage with dim eyes, and his last hope seemed to be shattered.

Police cars left the manor one after another.

Tianci stood there for a long time looking at the car lights that disappeared at the end.

The old housekeeper said: "Third young master, it's cold, let's go back to the house."

"Well, let's go back to the house"

-

Police station.

After a night of interrogation and analysis of the evidence provided by Mo Qing and others, it is almost certain that Song En is behind the case.

Zhang Yiming's suspicion was almost cleared.

The only doubt left is, why did the murder weapon at the scene of the crime have his fingerprints?
According to the police's description, the murder weapon left at the scene is not the same one used by Zheng Shiyuan, but the leftover murder weapon also hit Basong, which can be judged from the wound on the corpse.

In other words, before his death, Ba Song was hit by two kinds of weapons.

Could it be that there is more than one murderer?