Madam, president loves you secrectly

She is really a crow's mouth. Just now she forced others with the stupid method of suicide. Now she has a murder case.

Although the murder case made them no longer have time to mind their own business, they still felt uncomfortable after all. After all, they were alive.

"Don't you remember anything?" the policewoman asked her after listening to her question.

Song Manxi shook her head without thinking about it. She was too sensitive and didn't know if Zhou danruo knew she had followed her. After all, she had been sitting on the chair in the corridor for so long, and people in the past could see it.

If there is a murder, she can tell the police everything, but she can't tell it all.

"It seems that you are really fascinated by the aroma, and your memory is blurred," sighed the policewoman.

"Aroma?"

"Yes, I was in the toilet just now. Didn't you notice anything wrong with the aroma?" the policewoman took a notebook to take notes.

Song Manxi thought: "indeed, it is very fragrant. It tastes bitter. It gathers in his throat and is very uncomfortable."

"That's right, because that kind of incense has been changed in advance. It has the function of sleeping and hallucinating. It depends on your constitution. Your constitution should be sleeping."

"That means I fainted because of the fragrance?"

"Yes, and according to preliminary judgment, the victim died during sleep. The victim was next door to you." the policewoman told her the basic situation.

Sure enough, it was next door. The "Dong" she heard was the woman who had an accident.

Song Manxi breathed heavily: "officer, what I can tell you is that I passed out. Before I passed out, I heard a sound of something hitting the door panel. As for the rest, I don't know."

The policewoman looked at her thoughtfully. She knew that the victim had died next door, but there was no panic and fear on her face. On the contrary, she was calm and calm. She knew she was going to make a preliminary record, and she said it clearly.

"You don't seem to be afraid of the dead next door."

Song Manxi raised his eyes and looked at her, then took it back, looked at his reflection in the paper cup in his hand, and muttered to himself, "really? Maybe it's because I've seen someone die in front of me. I don't feel afraid of what I haven't seen."

The policewoman paused: "

"Now, what's the situation and what else do I need to do?" Song Manxi broke her silence.

The policewoman noticed her gaffe and coughed: "well, in a word, when we received the alarm and rushed to the scene, we came in through the back door for fear of causing unnecessary riots. Then we also informed the club to close the second floor in advance and told the outside about the fault. Look, those people downstairs are still reveling and don't know anything at all.

As for the guests in these elegant rooms, we still let them wait in place because they want to be examined. They probably don't know the situation now. Speaking of it, you are also an important case related person. After completing the notes, I hope you can follow us again. "

Like afraid of her misunderstanding: "don't worry, if there's nothing else, we'll send you back."