Muchuan and Xiang Wan

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The light in the interrogation room was dim, and there was only one lamp, which shone into the night's eyes.

The content of the novel is a criminal case of a car collision.

"Do you suspect that I... killed Zhao Jiahang?"

Bai Muchuan didn't answer. The two interrogative criminals looked at each other with complex eyes.

"Last night between ten and eleven, where are you?"

"at home."

"Can anyone prove it?"

"I live alone."

"Are you from Jincheng?"

"Yes!"

"Why don't you go home and rent a house outside alone?"

"I am an author, I write novels...need, need to be clean."

"why?"

"..."

The police’s questions are repeated and tricky. Some questions are like proving that your mother is your mother, so Xiang Wan can’t answer them at all. At the time when Zhao Jiahang died, she was indeed at home alone, and no one could prove it. Even the dilapidated community she rented was not monitored, and she could not be relieved of her suspicion of not going out.

The air is tight and depressing.

The air conditioner seemed to cool down a bit.

Xiang Wan’s brain buzzed, and his consciousness gradually became chaotic. It seemed that he was pulled into a deep quagmire for no reason. The shadow over the head and the silt around him could not be seen. He couldn’t struggle, he couldn’t escape, he couldn’t catch half of his life. Straw.

"Comrade Police--"

When she recovered her voice again, she found her throat dry and lack of water.

"I really don't know Zhao Jiahang, you can't convict me because I wrote such a similar plot? I have no motivation to kill..."

"You have." Bai Muchuan looked coldly.

"?" Xiang Wan's eyes were red, and he looked at the slowly approaching man.

Bai Muchuan stood in front of her and fixed her eyes, "You want to be red!"

"?" These three words are like sharp blades that ripped her wounds, so anxious that they almost couldn't bring them up late, "Do I think red will kill? Then I have hatred against you, do you also want to slander me, then Take the opportunity to kill me?"

At this point, she suddenly stopped talking.

Does she have "hate" with the white police officer?

Not far away, the nearest one seems to be a "vengeance".

Police officer Bai's unscattered bruises on his hands, and the brutal "rape" in the corridor, is it not the enemy?

Then she can't tell the case right now, and has caused such a big trouble, will she really be venerated by him?

Xiang Ye was so stabbed by the light that he couldn't open his eyes and lowered his head in silence.

When she was silent, she was also a bit clever. She had a white and delicate complexion at home for many years, and she was suffocated with a light powder.

There was air conditioning in the interrogation room, but her hair against the forehead was already soaked.

It was obvious that she was nervous and calmed in the pretense.

The tall police officer who brought her back was Huang He, the most easy-going person in the entire Criminal Police Brigade.

He was a little bit of a pitiful look like the gas-filled girl of Xiang Ye, and with his intuition as a criminal policeman for many years, Xiang Wan was not like that thoughtful murderer.

With a slight cough, he answered, "Boss, look at this..."

Bai Muchuan glanced at him, "She is not a murderer!"

The sudden reversal was too great, and he looked up sharply at night, staring at him like he didn't hear clearly.

Bai Muchuan said slowly: "The murderer will not have the habit of dialing 110 with enthusiasm."

Xiangyue only realized at this time that when she put his hand in the door and called the police, he didn't have the ability to resist, but to take the opportunity to observe himself.

How can a murderer take the initiative to take the net? !

She was glad to call the police. As soon as the nerve was loosened, I found that even my underwear was soaked.

"Of course." Bai Muchuan's eyes were dark. "She can't take off!"

"..."

Xiang Wan leaned back on the chair, hungry, dizzy, and had the illusion of falling into some unknown abyss.

"Me, why can't I get rid of it?"

Bai Muchuan beckoned to let Huang He get up, and sat across from her. She took the inquiry record for a moment, then threw it back on the table. A bright light from her wrist shook her eyes.

"Explain it!"

Explain what? Xiang Wan focused on his cuffs. Although the watch he was wearing was very low-key, with her many years of experience in the romance novel circle, the value of the watch was seven digits, and it was generally the male character of Xiaoyan who dare to have a configuration.

What kind of criminal police is this Bai Muchuan?

Xiang Wan was forced to the extreme by his deterrent eyes and the pressure brought by the high-end watch, and his brain was completely short-circuited.

"Several police officers, all I can say. I really don't know what else to say."

Bai Muchuan's eyes froze, "The plot in your head will run out to kill people for no reason?"

Yes indeed! Won't run out for no reason, but will she say it?

After he reminded, Xiang Wan's IQ was finally released from the tension, "How come I didn't expect it?"

Bai Muchuan raised his eyebrows lightly, "Why are you a street writer?"

Question mark face to the late black man: "?"

...

There was a cold wind that didn't know which direction it was coming from.

Shivering to the night, I began to remember the days when I was writing books and I was completely forgetful.

...

Huang He lightly coughed and waited for her to look up and continue to make notes. "How many people have you told me about the details of your case?"

Slowly raised a finger towards the night, "Not much."

Huang Hen asked, "A person?"

Shaking his head towards the night, "No, a group."

Huang He: "..."

In this way, the case seems simple.

According to Xiang Wan's recollection, she once sent screenshots of this detailed outline to the readers.

However, although she is a street writer, there are two hundred younger sisters in the readers who have nothing to chat with her.

How long does it take to check one by one?

All day long, I spent the night in the interrogation room.

By the time she had finished explaining what could be explained, she left the criminal investigation brigade with the instructions of the police officer "waiting for the summons" at all times, and it was completely dark.

She stepped down the stairs and looked at a row of street lights outside Xingda University, a little lost the concept of time.

One day tour of Xingda is like a world away.

"Di!" WeChat news came.

It was her editor-in-chief, and it was also sent by her cousin Ms. Fang Yuanyuan.

"Sister, are you? Why didn't you return the message? Today's subscription to "Murder Man" is good, but there are some weird comments in the comment area. Please hurry up and deal with it."

Fang Yuanyuan's accustomed style, first talk about work, then talk about life.

"Also, don’t forget, my aunt gave you an appointment for a blind date. I heard that it is a very good turtle. You will give me a starting point this time. Let’s talk about a little love first and then write to me. This explosive book..."

"Ok."

Xiang Wan rarely refuted.

After replying in one word, the phone will be muted immediately.

She did not take a taxi, blowing the hot wind, and walked home slowly.

The rental house is not too far from here, and it takes about half an hour to reach the neighborhood.

After buying some ingredients in the supermarket, she came out carrying a plastic bag. She was just about to drill into the alley from the bus station outside the community, and a car hit her head-on.

In the old community, the alley is very dark and the lights are very dark.

Squeak! The harsh braking sound shocked the ingredients in her hand, and also made a wild cat "meow" almost killed on the wheel scream and startled.

The wind from the car stopped nearby and hit her by a few centimeters.

Xiang Wan was sweating all over, and the man's voice was very nervous, "Sorry!"

Is it a woman? Turning around to turn around to see clearly, the car was probably afraid of stalling, and Fei drove away.

Xiang Wan thought suspiciously of the man's flashing side face, and suddenly felt that this scene had a strange sense of both-

Why did she feel that the woman was acquainted?

...

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