beauty should be like this

When Lin Qi was brought back to the police station, his face was full of panic.

I have to admit that having a good skin does add a lot of points to it. Although he is wearing a mask and a hat, he always twists and resists, but he doesn't look as decadent and wretched as Jin Fengxiao.

Although the police have sold Wen Mu's face, it is completely impossible for relatives and friends to participate in the interrogation process.

Since we didn't see Wen Qianyu, everyone could only wait outside fidgeting.

With a haggard face, Wen Mu looked at Zuo Yu who was sitting next to him holding his forehead, then looked at He Yun, and couldn't help but confirm again: "Did you really not find Qianqian?"

"When Lin Qi was caught, he was the only one." Zuo Yu shook his head.

Wen Mu lowered his eyelashes: "Are we overcomplicating things? Maybe what Qianqian meets is just a bad guy on the spur of the moment."

"The most important thing to do now is to think about nothing. Paris is so big, and I have tried my best to send people to look for it. Even if you force yourself to death, it will be useless." He Yun raised his hand and touched his shoulder.

"Don't think about anything... how can I do it?" Wen Mu frowned: "I have never hated my identity so much as at this moment. As a father, I can't even go to the street to find my son, as long as I get out of the police If you open the gate of the bureau, you will be surrounded by reporters."

Zuo Yu, who had always been very listless, suddenly raised his head and said, "But you can ask everyone to help you find it."

Wen Mu was startled.

Zuo Yu took out his mobile phone and handed it to him: "Information is so developed, if you record a video and post it on social networks, explaining the situation and the clothes Qianqian wore when he disappeared, it will be more effective than any missing person advertisement."

In the years since his debut, Wen Mu has maintained a mysterious identity and never revealed anything about his private life.

But after hearing Zuo Yu's request, he hesitated for two seconds before taking the phone.

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But Lin Qi, who was escorted into the interrogation room by the police, seemed nervous, and would only repeat two sentences after sitting down: "I did not kidnap Wen Qianyu, I want my lawyer to accompany me."

Several police officers tried to persuade them to no avail, and replaced a more experienced senior into the room. After sitting down, he nodded and said: "Of course, didn't you just contact a lawyer for you? But you have to be clear, we now have a lot of evidence to prove that You have bad intentions for Wen Qianyu, it would be a good thing for you to confess earlier."

"I just want to intensify the conflict between him and Jin Fengxiao, I won't hurt his people." Lin Qi leaned against the back of the chair.

With Zuo Yu's cooperation, the police had already understood the ins and outs of the situation, and asked, "Is the case of Jin Fengxiao and Fang Yuan intensified because of the intensification of the conflict?"

"Of course, if it weren't for the attention of celebrities like Wen Mu, who would pay attention to Fang Yuan's death! It is such a living life, but because it is not as powerful as Jin Fengxiao's money, it disappears without any weight. No!" Lin Qi was very excited, his black and white eyes were bloodshot.

"So you burglarized, stole Wen Qianyu's design, and emailed it anonymously to Jin Fengxiao, right?" The policeman asked, "Now that the plagiarism has just happened, you have hidden Wen Qianyu again, and used Wen Mu as your father's attention. Make the whole world know about Jin Fengxiao's scandal? ——But your goal has been achieved, why not let Wen Qianyu go, he is innocent."

"I said it! I didn't kidnap him!" Lin Qi slapped the table heavily.

The police have long been used to vicious criminals, and of course they will not be afraid of all the beautiful models, so they asked calmly: "Then why did you turn off your phone and never go home after Wen Qianyu disappeared, and no friends or colleagues could contact you? Deliberately hiding?"

"Because my home has smart surveillance, I saw Zuo Yu breaking in with a few people and found something I stole from Wen Qianyu's house. I was afraid of being suspected by you, so I wanted to hide and observe the situation, but I was still found. Lin Qi tilted his head and snorted, "You're right, I have indeed achieved my wish inexplicably, so I admit that I stole some of Wen Qianyu's things, just to cover up the fact that I took his design drawings, I also sent the letter to Jin Fengxiao, that's enough! What good does it do for me to kidnap him, I hate Jin Fengxiao, not Wen Qianyu!"

"What evidence do you have?" the policeman asked.

"The day before, I was in meetings, trying on outfits, and being with my friends." Lin Qi said: "You have confiscated your mobile phones. You can check my communication records. I didn't hide anything."

The policeman nodded, and just happened to hear his colleague say that the lawyer had arrived through the earbuds, so he got up and said, "Mr. Lin, your lawyer is here."

Lin Qi didn't respond, and leaned against the chair slumped, with eyes full of deep thought, showing a bitter and bewildered smile.

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Another day of inconclusive investigation.

Zuo Yu kindly accompanied Wen Mu and He Yun back to the hotel where they were staying, and after confirming that he had got rid of the crazy reporters behind him, he closed the door and said, "Take a rest, since the police don't think Lin Qi is the culprit, they must have their reasons."

Wen Mu was helped by his assistant to take off his windbreaker, with a blank expression on his face, but he couldn't drink the coffee at all.

"That video has already had hundreds of millions of views. I believe there are quite a few people who have seen it even in Paris. There must be witnesses to Qianqian's eye-catching appearance." Zuo Yumingming himself was also in pain, but Still try to comfort.

"I'm afraid that too many good-natured people will call falsely to report the crime, but the real news will be drowned in the sea." He Yun sighed.

Zuo Yu fell silent, but he also understood that his desperate suggestion was not the best move.

"Maybe it's his fate, it's his fate." Wen Mu said lightly, "I just want to know where he is and why."

Zuo Yu lowered his head and said, "If you are going to suffer or have bad luck, I hope that person is me."

"You two keep talking to each other, and the more you talk, the lower you go." He Yun persuaded: "At least we have helped find the two most suspicious guys, what should be cleared up, what should be eliminated, don't worry about it." I forgot how advanced the technology of the European police is, I believe they will find clues, can a large living person suddenly evaporate in a subway station? I heard that the police force has already started to search all the underground passages of the Paris subway."

Wen Mu supported his forehead, nodded after a long time, and said to Zuo Yu: "You go home, or open a room here to sleep, it's not a solution to stay here."

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Dozens of hours of torment made everyone tired, and this night the Oneiroi rarely visited us, and at two o'clock in the middle of the night, everyone fell into a sleepless night.

After returning home and lying down, the heartbroken Zuo Yu was like riding a roller coaster subconsciously, holding on to the collar of his shirt, the more he fell asleep, the more sad he became.

When the phone in front of him suddenly rang, he sat up and answered it instantly as if he had been electrocuted: "Hello?"

The other party was He Yun: "There is news, I sent a car to pick you up."

Zuo Yu was overjoyed: "Really, have you met Qianqian? How is he, is he injured? Is he okay?"

"No, now we can only prove that he is still alive." He Yun replied: "The technical experts of the police station found all his records in the surveillance, and selected the subway related photos from Qianqian's large number of Internet photos, and finally analyzed them with computers. A suspicious stalker frequently appeared in the photo. Just a few minutes ago, the search team in the subway passage found the homeless man inside. It was the stalker in that photo. He held Qianqian hostage and asked to see Wen Mu , so we're rushing through."

The more Zuo Yu listened, the more confused he became. As soon as one stone fell to the ground, another one hung up.

"Wen Mu will definitely marry his son, don't worry." He Yun said: "It seems that he is a crazy admirer. It's not like this kind of thing has happened before."

What this uncle said was simple, but Zuo Yu couldn't imagine what happened to Qianqian.

Listening to the emptiness of the phone, he hastily went out to wait, only to feel that the past few days are longer than years, and if he is negligent, even the last little restlessness in his heart will suddenly grow old , apart from looking forward to returning to Qianqian's side to live a quiet life, I really don't want anything else.