Chapter 431 Dual Personality Artist (31)

Through the extremely strong perfume smell of the long car, the smell of blood wafted out.

The police opened the long car and saw Wang Du's peaceful face and the blood on his neck.

Fu Xin's pupils shrank slightly, he took a step back, staggered, and almost fell.

Fan Yi's eyes were sharp and his hands were almost half-supporting her waist.

Everything that followed developed so logically. Fan Yi provided the police with all the evidence that Zhou Chuan had appointed Wang Du to kill his father. In view of the appearance of this corpse, the police sealed off the entire building, and a fly Can't fly out.

Zhou Chuan originally wanted to jump out of the window and climb down, but found that the police had surrounded every corner of the entire building—he was sure to die.

In the silent office, the captain of the criminal investigation, with eyes like eagles, ordered someone to handcuff him.

Zhou Chuan broke free from the handcuffs. Of course, he was no match for those Lianjiazi, and he was handcuffed in two or three strokes.

There was a trace of anger on the face that was always greasy and smooth: "What do you mean?!"

He saw Fan Yi leaning against the door, and his indifferent and intact legs
The captain raised his eyebrows and asked sharply, "We found Wang Du's blood on your desktop, what do you have to say?"

Zhou Chuan sneered: "The discovery of blood proves that I killed it? What about the evidence?"

"It's not yet proven that you killed Wang Du, but there is already evidence to prove that you killed Fan Jing."

As he said that, the recorded voice came from Fan Yi's mobile phone. Wang Du's voice was extremely clear, and he explained every detail of Zhou Chuan's crime, including witnesses who could give evidence.

Zhou Chuan's face became paler and paler, his eyes gradually became cloudy, and he stared at Fan Yi fiercely.

Fan Yi was fearless and looked back at him with a sarcastic smile on his face, cold and ruthless.

The police escorted Zhou Chuan, and searched every corner of the room like a carpet, and finally found a bloody knife in the safe. After inspection, the blood on it belonged to Wang Du, but Zhou Chuan's fingerprints were on it.

There was nothing to cover up. Zhou Chuan didn't even have time to cover up, so he went to jail and waited for the trial of the law.

Seeing Zhou Chuan being escorted away, Fan Yi's vision was a little dazed, and the stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

The moment he walked out the door, Fan Yi staggered, and the next second, he closed his eyes and fell to the ground!

Fu Xin immediately clasped his shoulders and barely helped him up. Seeing this, the policeman at the side also came to help her up, and hurriedly sent her to the nearest hospital. It turned out that she had hypoglycemia, just go back and take some medicine to rest.

Fan Yi went back in a car dizzy, feeling his body was hollowed out and extremely weak along the way.

He could only vaguely open his eyes and see Fu Xin frowning slightly next to him, looking at the medicine in her hand.

Fu Xin's eyes were fixed on the instruction manual, and she recited it to herself for how many times a day, how much, etc., so that she could remember it in her heart.

Fan Yi put his hand on hers, gently pushed the medicine box away, squinted his eyes to look at the small characters, and said reluctantly: "Don't look at it in the car, it hurts your eyes."

"it is good."

Fu Xin put away the medicine box obediently, but seeing that Fan Yi didn't intend to take his hand away, and she couldn't push it away, she simply put it on for him, thinking that he is dizzy now and can touch it. Things might feel a little more secure to him.

Of course, she never thought about it, being invisible and seductive is even more deadly.

(End of this chapter)

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