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"Oh my god! Killed someone! Come on—"

Song Qianxi and Wang Mengxue looked over together, and the man who came out from nowhere shouted and ran away.

Instead of waiting for an ambulance, I waited for the police to arrive first.

"Protect the scene, pull up the cordon, you two come with me."

The middle-aged police officer in charge of the case looked at the two and said angrily.

Wang Mengxue had never seen such a battle before, and struggled in fear, "Let me go, I didn't kill anyone."

"Sister Mengxue, we have to cooperate with them to record the statement when they go through the business process. If there is nothing wrong, I will accompany you."

Song Qianxi walks upright and sits upright, she is not afraid.

With her reassurance, Wang Mengxue stopped resisting and left in a police car with Song Qianxi.

News of the homicide in the office spread quickly.

Downstairs, there were many onlookers and discussions.

Among the crowd, a man picked up his mobile phone and took a picture of the scene and posted it online.

Police station.

Song Qianxi and Wang Mengxue were interrogated separately.

Locked in a narrow and dark room, with a desk lamp on the table, shining on the face of the interrogating comrade, making the scars on his eyebrows and eyes more hideous, his expression is stern, this posture, the visitor is not friendly.

A bad premonition arises spontaneously.

The scarred police officer leaned forward, his eagle-like eyes locked on Song Qianxi.

"Why did you kill Han Ziqi?"

After direct interrogation without asking, Song Qianxi's guess was confirmed.

"I didn't kill anyone!"

How Han Ziqi died, Song Qianxi didn't know.

But she knew that the man who suddenly appeared in the studio and the interrogating comrade in front of her were deliberately arranged by someone.

"There is your skin tissue between the dead man's nails."

"I didn't kill anyone!"

"Is it because of a bad relationship between superiors and subordinates, or a conflict of interest?"

"I didn't kill anyone!"

……

No matter how police officer Scar interrogates, Song Qianxi only has one sentence.

"I didn't kill anyone!"

Officer Scar's patience was exhausted, and he slapped the table angrily.

Putting his hands on the table, he leaned forward, glared at Song Qianxi angrily, and gritted his teeth word by word: "Be wise, pleading guilty early can reduce the punishment, and shirking responsibility for wasting public resources can sentence you to ten or eight years."

Song Qianxi had also experienced strong winds and waves, and met the man's fierce gaze without retreating, and chuckled, "Officer, I am also a good-looking young man who graduated from college, and I know the law.

The sentence you said wasting public resources does not exist at all.Besides, you want me to take the blame if you don't investigate. I'm curious how you became a policeman?How can a gentle scum like you desecrate this sacred profession! "

With the last sentence, Song Qianxi suddenly raised her voice, her eyes were piercingly cold.

Officer Scar was stunned, but was shocked by a little girl.

The two looked at each other, swords drawn.

"Shallow."

At this time, a clear and slightly anxious voice broke the silent atmosphere.

Song Qianxi and the scar police officer looked over together.

I saw Jiang Yu in a white coat standing anxiously at the door, followed by a middle-aged policeman.

The middle-aged policeman winked at Officer Scar, and he walked out of the interrogation room, leaving room for Jiang Yu and Song Qianxi.

"Jiang Yu, someone is targeting me."

Song Qianxi said as if she had caught a life-saving straw.

"I know, but it's too unfortunate that Mu Yang went on a mission, and Brother Jin Yu didn't know which island he was traveling on, and his mobile phone couldn't get through. How about I inform Brother Mu Han?"

"Don't tell him, grandpa's condition is not very good."