The criminals looked so similar to each other that fans asked me how many years I had been squatting

Chapter 22 Call the police and arrest me

An Ning's fingertips fit perfectly into the handprint she drew herself. It would be absolutely false to say that there was no doubt in her heart.

After all, she really didn't put her fingerprint on it, and she didn't know what the situation was.

But I don’t know if anyone will believe her words at this time.

Maybe not.

But she didn't care.

An Ning removed her hand from the mirror and took two steps back. Almost at the same time as she retreated, the guests who were standing behind her took two steps back at the same time, fearing that they would suffer disaster if they were one step too late.

It was as if An Ning's identity had been confirmed in their eyes.

No, some people don't think so.

After patrolling around, An Ning found the only figure who did not retreat, it was Ji Yan who had spoken frequently before.

Ji Yan's eyes did not stop on her, but on the outline of the palm drawn by An Ning on the mirror. After a long time, she suddenly stepped forward, stretched out her hand and pressed it directly towards the mirror. Unexpectedly Yes, her palm can also fit perfectly.

Seeing this, An Ning raised her eyebrows and said, "It's over. My companion's identity has been revealed all of a sudden."

If everyone would subconsciously think that An Ning was a murderer when they first saw An Ning's palms pressed against each other, then the same reaction would not exist if another such person appeared immediately after An Ning.

How could two people's identities be exposed at once?

Qi Huan looked at this scene and after hesitating for a long time, he put his hand on the mirror. Something strange happened.

If An Ning's and Ji Yan's palms overlap, it can be explained that girls' palms are similar in size. However, as a 1.8 meter tall boy, Qi Huan's palms cannot be the same size as An Ning's and Ji Yan's palms no matter what.

So now it is basically confirmed that the problem is not the person whose palm can overlap with the fingerprint, but the mirror itself.

An Ning quickly reacted to the problem, raised her foot and kicked the mirror. The already fragile prop couldn't withstand An Ning's powerful kick. She kicked the mirror to pieces without any hindrance, revealing what was hidden inside. The truth——

On the white ceramic tiles are a bunch of bloody handprints with claws and claws. The outlines are blurred and only the traces left during the struggle can be identified. In other words... these bloody handprints are not those of a murderer, but were brutally killed by a murderer. of explorers.

After everyone saw the hidden truth, no one spoke. After looking at each other for a while, someone finally dared to step forward.

Not the audacious An Ning, but a female guest who never spoke from the beginning to the end.

An Ning knew this person. He was a traffic star invited by Ang Lee. He was a new traffic star in the past two years. It was rumored that he had a somewhat withdrawn personality, and it seemed like that.

In An Ning's eyes, she had never spoken since the beginning, and she might be a timid girl. However, she didn't expect that this timid girl in her opinion would actually come forward alone at this moment.

An Ning hesitated for a moment and then took two steps forward behind her, blocking the view of others.

To others, An Ning's behavior at this time seemed like he was looking for information.

Find information for explorers.

When the girl's palm slowly gestured in the void, An Ning grabbed her hand and pushed it upward.

Her movement was so sudden that even though Meng Qi was prepared for the people who suddenly followed him, he didn't take this step.

After Meng Qi's wrist was firmly grasped, she began to struggle desperately, trying to break away from An Ning's shackles, but she did not expect that An Ning's hand would be so strong, and no matter how hard she struggled, there was no result.

"wrong……"

While struggling, she suddenly heard this sentence. Meng Qi didn't have time to think about what An Ning meant by these words. When she saw that she couldn't break free with one hand, she stretched out her other hand to break open An Ning's palm that tightly grasped her wrist. She tried once without success. The second time, after two failed attempts, she tried the third time. I don’t know how many times she tried, her wrist suddenly loosened, and then the voice of An Ning came over.

"That's it!"

Before she could figure out what was going on, she felt a sudden chill on her neck, and something cold pressed against her throat.

Meng Qi's movements suddenly froze, and her body temperature instantly dropped to freezing point. She felt as if all the blood in her body had stopped flowing. She lowered her head to check mechanically, and sure enough, she saw a sudden increase of coldness between her neck. fruit knife.

The man holding the knife still held her wrist loosely.

If not An Ning, who else could it be?
Standing outside the surveillance camera, Li An's cell phone had been frightened and dropped to the ground, but he didn't dare to pick it up for fear that he would accidentally miss some key moment.

The screenwriter standing next to him was a little calmer, and her phone did not fall to the ground, but she had already pressed "110" and just barely pressed the dial button.

She murmured in a low voice, "Where did she... get the knife?"

Li An collapsed a little, "How do I know?"

This was already the case outside the court, and the people inside the court were even more shocked than them.

"An Ning, what are you doing?!"

Meng Qi felt that his blood had been frozen. Otherwise, why would he not dare to move after seeing the opponent's unmechanical eyes?

Ignoring the shouts of others, An Ning still held the knife and gestured at Meng Qi's neck, as if thinking about where to draw the knife that would kill him the fastest.

Her movements suddenly stopped, her eyes froze somewhere, and her hand quickly scratched Meng Qi's neck. As she raised the knife, Meng Qi fell to the ground, holding on to the blood-stained wall with both hands.

"now it's right……"

Meng Qi thought she was dead, but after a long silence, her palm was suddenly held by a warm hand, and then a strong force came and pulled her up from the ground.

When she opened her eyes, she saw that the person pulling her was the person who wiped her neck just now.

"Fuck me!!!"

Meng Qi shook his hand suddenly and took several steps back instantly, "You...I...did I die just now?"

"No." An Ning replied concisely.

"I was simulating a crime just now. What was pressed against your neck was not a real knife, but the back of a fruit knife. I didn't really want to kill you. Don't be afraid. I'm really sorry."

Her explanation was very long, but compared with her actual actions just now, Meng Qi still believed that this person really wanted to kill her.

"Don't come here!"

Seeing An Ning wanting to approach him, Meng Qi shouted.

An Ning's steps suddenly stopped and she spread her hands helplessly, "So what should I do now? Do you want to call the police and arrest me?"

An Ning was making suggestions seriously.

She was indeed a little dazed just now.

(End of this chapter)