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Chapter 479 Retribution!It's your turn too (9)

At this time, Mo Liunian took out the small silver pistol that he had injured Lin Aohui at that time.

Immediately, everyone in the interrogation room paused and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Desert Eagle!This is the Desert Eagle...

Or an improved version of the Desert Eagle.Many people can't get this thing, and Mo Liunian, a film king, can get it easily?
The people present also knew what Mo Liunian meant. After all, Lin Aohui's affairs were investigated by the superiors themselves.

So, a policeman said directly: "Mr. Mo, we need to go out and notify the people above. Also, I will take this pistol away first."

After finishing speaking, he signaled a policeman next to him to put his gun aside, and he walked out.

After a while, a person finally came.

He looked at Mo Liunian and narrowed his eyes: "You are the one who surrendered himself? Lin Aohui was injured by you."

Mo Liunian looked at him without any pressure: "First, let me explain a few points."

"First, the pistol is not mine. It was given to me after someone fired a shot. I was stunned and took it directly."

"That person was covered, and I couldn't see who that person was at all. I took the bag in his hand in a daze, and I didn't react all the time."

"So, the shot that caused Lin Aohui's injury was naturally not mine." Mo Liunian opened his mouth slowly and looked at the person in front of him.

"I have turned myself in now. The reason is the second point I want to talk about."

"I didn't fire the gun, let alone mine. You know, I'm just an ordinary actor. If the gun really belonged to me, how could I shoot such a precise shot."

"Of course, after I got the gun, I started to hesitate and forgot what I should do for a while. And there were so many reporters present, if I gave the gun to the police, it would immediately arouse the suspicion of the reporters. So, in order to avoid influence, I arbitrarily Make a claim and keep the gun."

Mo Liunian took a deep breath: "During the period, I inquired about this matter, and I know everything about Lin Aohui."

After speaking, Mo Liunian looked at the police officer.

He frowned again, and said again: "Third, I want to report the crime now."

The policemen were all taken aback for a moment, they first turned themselves in, and then admitted that the gun was not theirs, and now they want to report the crime?
This series of turning points was unacceptable to everyone present.

But the person who came up from above, with flat eyes, said slowly: "Speak."

When Mo Liunian heard this, he said naturally, "My father is called Mo Qi."

"He was run over to death 26 years ago. Although our family had sufficient evidence at that time, due to various reasons, we could not call the police."

"So, now I want to overturn the case and request a retrial of my father's case. I already have evidence in my hand."

Mo Liunian's tone was neither cold nor cold. He looked at the policeman and pursed his lips.

"It's really not your gun?" The man above didn't seem to listen to what Mo Liunian said later, but just asked casually.

And Mo Liunian shook his head firmly: "It's really not mine."

"Don't admit it?" The man continued.

"It wasn't me in the first place, why should I admit it?" Mo Liunian asked rhetorically.

Perhaps because his tone was too extreme, the person next to him said, "Talk to Team Wang."

(End of this chapter)