His eyes are very magnanimous, but it seems that song Weiyu is dirty.

"OK, you say." Song Weiyu takes back his slightly explicit eyes and sits in his seat to listen to what Mu Cheng wants to say.

Huo Tianhao looked at her sitting upright and looking straight, and hooked her mouth.

"... what did you say?" Song Weiyu was shocked by the news brought by Mu Cheng. He fiercely stood up from the sofa and walked a few steps to Mu Cheng. He almost grabbed his collar and asked, "you said my father was killed by song Weiping?"

"It's just possible. Calm down first." Mu Cheng has a headache and tries to wink at Huo Tianhao to appease song Weiyu.

Huo Tianhao just sat aside, smiling and speechless.

After the initial shock, song Weiyu soon calmed down. She took a deep breath and slowly spit it out. After adjusting her mood, she said, "you say you doubt. What can you doubt song Weiping?"

Mu Cheng was surprised that she calmed down so quickly and quickly found the key. A trace of admiration flashed in his eyes. No wonder people like Huo Tianhao would like her.

Huo Tianhao ignored Mu Cheng and his eyes fell on Song Weiyu.

"Indeed." Mu Cheng took out a piece of information from the bag he was carrying at any time. "This man was a prison guard at that time. Three days before Song Weidong died, he had contacted song Weiping. On that day, his wife's account remitted a large transfer. After Song Weidong died of severe allergy, he was transferred to the same large transfer again."

"After investigation, we found that the account that remitted money to him was a private account of secretary song Weiping."

It turned out that when Mu Cheng investigated song Weiping, he found that a secretary beside song Weiping suddenly had two large transfer records, and the money was transferred from Song Weiping's account to her account.

He followed the clue and found the prison guard.

After the prison menu was temporarily changed that day, song Weidong died of food allergy after eating food containing a lot of peanuts, and the prison guard in charge of taking care of the prisoners that day was the prison guard who had privately contacted song Weiping.

The accident was actually a well planned murder.

The murderer is song Weiping who let song Weidong go to prison instead of him!

Song Weiyu felt that her body was so heavy that she could hardly feel the existence of her limbs. She reluctantly maintained her emotions and didn't let herself lose her mind because of her anger. "So... Song Weiping found someone to kill my father in order to cover up her crime!"

"It's possible. We haven't found direct evidence, but now it's very possible." Mu Cheng sighed, "I should not be able to tell you, but in view of the current situation... Do you remember anything unusual about song Weiping at that time?"

Song Weiyu clenched his fist with his five fingers, and his sharp fingertips almost stabbed into the delicate flesh, using pain to keep himself calm. Sitting aside, Huo Tianhao frowned imperceptibly.

She tried to recall the situation at that time, but she could only think of vague fragments. Finally, she shook her head in frustration: "I can't remember. I just remember that my mother received a phone call saying that my father had an accident. It seemed that there was nothing unusual in those days."

"I see. We will continue to investigate." Mu Cheng closed the information and said.

Song Weiyu's eyes fell on the data, "... What about the prison guard? We should be able to find a breakthrough from him."

Mu Cheng sighed, "I've looked for him, but he died of cancer ten years ago."

"Cancer death?" Song Weiyu pulled the corners of his mouth, "that's really cheap for him."

"The police will continue to investigate this matter." This is a hint that song Weiyu should not act rashly.

Song Weiyu's eyes turned to Mu Cheng, "don't worry, I won't scare the snake."

After investigation during this period, Mu Cheng knows something about song Weiyu when she was a child, knows her life experience, and loves the girl who grew up alone. It is said that she is still a single mother, raising a little girl. His attitude softened: "I know you hate song Weiping, but now is not the time. If you want him to accept legal sanctions, you must hit him immediately. If you give him time to destroy the evidence, we really have no hope."

"I understand." Song Weiyu said calmly, "do you think I look like an impulsive person?"

Like, you look like you're going to stab song Weiping with a knife.

Song Weiyu knew how ugly her expression was now from his silent answer. She wiped her face, gave up her disguise and said expressionless, "I really want song Weiping to die immediately, but I won't let myself become a criminal like him."

Mu Cheng was silent, remembered the records about song Weiyu in the investigation, and sighed again. I'm afraid this case will make him several years older.

"I'll let you know when I have news. I'll go first."

After Mu Cheng left, the study was quiet.

"Put your hand out."

Song Weiyu looked up. Huo Tianhao stood in front of her with a small medicine box. His tall figure blocked some light and looked calm and reliable.

Huo Tianhao saw that she didn't respond, so he just squatted down, held her clenched fist, gently broke off her five fingers, and revealed his bloody palm. He tied a beautiful knot in the center of his eyebrows, and his eyes focused on her palm.

He took out iodophor from the medicine box, gently cleaned her wound, then rubbed the ointment to promote healing on the palm, and finally wrapped it with bandage.

"Pinch yourself for fun, huh?" Huo Tianhao put away the medicine box and asked her faintly, but the love in the words was very obvious.

Song Weiyu's heart jumped fiercely and replied, "just careless..."

"Does it hurt so much?" Huo Tianhao was obviously unhappy with her behavior of hurting herself. "Is self abuse fun?"

She pursed the corners of her mouth.

It really hurts to hurt herself, but sometimes the pain can calm her down. Song Weiyu had emotional problems for a long time. Since then, she learned to keep calm in this way. Up to now, it seems to have become a habit. Even if she can control herself well, she is no longer the little girl who can't protect herself.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Huo Tianhao sighed and put his palm into her palm, "next time you want to pinch me, pinch me."

Song Weiyu turned his head, "who wants to pinch you."

Before Huo Tianhao answered, she hurried up and said, "I'll go back first. The stars are still waiting for me at home."

Huo Tianhao said behind her, "don't do this next time, I'll be distressed."

Song Weiyu blushed and left in a hurry without saying anything.

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