Muchuan and Xiang Wan

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When he was chatting with Wang Tongsheng in Zhan Se, Bai Muchuan was still listening intently.

Why did you look at your phone and change your face?

Quan Shaoteng's doubts were all explained from the book "Murdering the Male God".

"Brother!" He motioned to Bai Muchuan to walk to the smoking area together, handing a cigarette up, "For the sake of a woman's restlessness, it's not like your style!"

This straightforward approach is somewhat similar to Bai Muchuan.

Bai Muchuan took the cigarette, snatched it up with his nose, and gave it back to him, "Fuck it again, sew your mouth!"

Quan Shaoteng does not eat this set.

He smiled aloud, lit the cigarette, and handed it to Bai Muchuan's mouth again like a temptation, and when he couldn't stand a mouthful of it, he smiled, "That's ridiculous. Say, it's not for women, it's For what, suddenly absent-minded?"

Bai Muchuan frowned.

In today's update of "Murdering Man", Xiang Wan wrote an additional plot in addition to demonizing the Fang Yelan police, which is the latest account of her story.

She wrote: Ah Sheng must have something unspeakable. He was not caught by the police at all, but deliberately set up the police to let him catch him. Pretended to be arrested, then confessed to the crime, and confessed to the fact of the murder, but only to protect the lover he wanted to protect—

This speculation also told him that night.

But no matter in the novel or in reality, she did not give an answer to this "hidden sentiment", but became a burden to the next chapter.

"I was thinking, this might be a breakthrough direction."

"Oh! Just for this?" Quan Shao Teng finished listening and looked at him incredulously, "Xiao Bai, when did you become superstitious?"

Bai Muchuan froze at him, "What does this have to do with superstition?"

"This is even more evil than superstition!" Quan Shaoteng took a breath lazily, his lips flicked up, and his smile was like a vortex that would hook people. "Although I don't like reading novels as much as you do, I know a little The things in this novel, through, fantasy, cultivation of immortals, supernatural... which one is not imagined out of thin air? Why should you really take it seriously, it is easy to know by the right and left thinking?"

Bai Muchuan cast a cold eye on him.

"nonsense!"

Quan Shaoteng turned his eyelids, "Ruzi can be taught! Finally, not stupid."

Bai Muchuan sat down to drink a cup of tea, and then he said, "Can these be the same as suspense and traveling through Xiuxian? You are an amateur when you hear it."

"..." Quan Shaoteng was speechless.

"And your layman likes to guide the layman."

"..." Quan Shaoteng continued to shut up, innocent face.

Bai Muchuan smiled tepidly, "Suspense writing is actually a kind of reasoning based on the known clues of the case, and it is based on facts. It is also a comprehensive analysis of factors such as human nature, social environment, and details of the case, which has practical reference significance. !"

These words...

If you hear it late, you must have wide eyes and can’t believe it.

That day Bai Muchuan told her solemnly that reasoning is a novel, the evidence is reality, and there is no logical relationship.

But secretly, all his views on her were affirmed.

Is this obviously a rhetoric?

Of course, Bai Muchuan did not have the consciousness of negating others, and continued his cold-eye education seriously, "You! It is a good hand to engage in training and catch criminals. Solve the case-hehe!"

Bai Muchuan gave him a meaningful expression of "you are still too tender", then put the cigarette in the ashtray and walked slowly back to the interrogation area.

Only the right old Wuwu was left alone and cluttered in the wind in the same place-

Xiaobai is telling him that he is not as good as a woman?

"I fork!"

...

trial room.

Wang Tongsheng dragged his head, psychologically resisting the inquiry of Zhan Se.

"I don't know, don't ask me anymore, I don't know anything, and I don't want to say."

Zhan colored silently, watching the **** twisting under his desk, "You didn't say that just now. You said you all know, you know **** Zhao Jiahang, you know how Er Niu died, you know Why did the whole thing suddenly disappear?"

Refuted by her, Wang Tongsheng raised his head violently, eager to explain, "Those you said, those...I, I know!"

Zhan Se smiled slightly, "Do you know, or don't you know?"

Tong Tongsheng glanced down silently.

"You're lying!" Leng Buding's voice from behind, without a touch of emotion, was Bai Muchuan, whom Wang Tongsheng feared most.

The pair of cold eyes seemed to be able to see through the white police officer.

Wang Tongsheng did not dare to look at him, struggling violently in his heart, and tried to resist again pushed by him to the edge of the cliff, becoming more excited, "I did not lie! Officer Bai, I really did not lie."

Bai Muchuan sat next to Zhan Se, nodded to her, and then asked Wang Tongsheng.

"You deliberately tracked Xiang Wan, and then let her discover your whereabouts, which led the police to arrest you, and then lied to plead guilty, in order to protect who?"

"I don't have it!" Wang Tongsheng shook his head, still wanting to explain, but his voice was a lot weaker. "It's me who killed me. It's me who killed me. Don't ask me any more. I've already confessed my sins, can't I?"

The questioning of the bombing in turns is a test of people's ambitions.

Even if Tong Tongsheng had a strong heart, he could not resist. What's more, he is not a very powerful person.

This roar completely exposed his inner weakness.

Bai Muchuan exchanged a look with Zhan Se, and said coldly: "Mr. Zhan, let's stop here today. I believe everything you want to know is already known. Whether to tell the truth is his choice, but if it causes anything He will bear the consequences."

Color: "..."

She was silent for a while and stood up slowly.

"Okay. That's it."

Wang Tongsheng listened to Bai Muchuan's inexplicable words, completely puzzled.

"You... what are you going to do?"

Bai Muchuan gently raised his lips, "dig out the person you want to protect and restore the truth. Wang Tongsheng, we will not wrong a good person. We will not miss a bad person. You can rest assured."

Wang Tongsheng's eyes glared, looking at him desperately.

It is not easy to find out who killed a person, but it is relatively easier to find out who a person wants to protect.

The scope of human interaction is so large, there are so many love, love and friendship.

As long as the police are willing, anything can be dug out.

Tong Tongsheng's gray face, without a touch of blood, was paralyzed in a chair as if he had been drained of energy.

...

Out of the detention center, the sky was completely dark.

Quan Shaoteng took a deep breath and smiled happily, "This place, even the air is hot pot smell. Xiaobai, let's go, the hot pot brushes up!"

Bai Muchuan gave him a lukewarm hygienic eye, turned his head and asked for silence.

"Teacher Zhan, what do you think of Wang Tongsheng?"

Zhan Se used to make criminal psychological portraits at the ZMI institution. He became famous because the images were very similar to the perpetrators themselves. Bai Muchuan's view of her was more important than that of the elders of Quan Wu.

However, Zhan Hesitated for a long time.

"Your analysis just now was correct. Wang Tongsheng should not be a murderer, at least he has no subjective murderous maliciousness. In chatting with him, I found that he did not have the hatred of the deceased Zhao Jiahang in his case. Even... in me It seems that there is an unusual emotion similar to sympathy or guilt."

unusual? sympathy? Guilt?

Was it caused by killing people, or something else?

Can't guess.

Bai Muchuan called Huang He and asked him to arrange for a thorough investigation of Wang Tongsheng's social network.

Of course, the focus is on his contacts.

When he made arrangements, Quan Shaoteng was already impatient.

"Can't you eat this hot pot? On a hot day, hungry to deal with the case, Xiaobai, are you exhausted?"

Bai Muchuan squinted at him, "You starved to death?"

"..."

"Wait!"

Bai Muchuan scorned Quan Shaoteng and said to Zhan Se: "Teacher Zhan wait a moment. I will make a call."

Before eating, he had one more important thing to do-a computer that lost money.

Although she has been written as a scum of tens of thousands of people scolded, but what should be compensated still have to be compensated. Today he rejected her lion's big opening, but was impatiently entangled in these trivial matters, wanting to send them away sooner and then go to the detention center. But this does not mean that Bai Muchuan really has to rely on this compensation.

Toot-Toot-Toot-

No one heard.

Again.

repeat.

From the detention center all the way to Hotpot City, Xiangye's mobile phone was always in an unanswered state.

Bai Muchuan has some troubles.

"You eat first, I will come later."

He directly threw Quan Shaoteng and Zhan Se out of the Hot Pot City, then turned the car and drove towards the rental house of the night house—

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