Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

At this time, he did not forget to make a joke that was not very funny, and the effect was very remarkable - Gu Beihua's face turned green at the speed visible to the naked eye.

"So, personally, I don't think you need to wait for him to get you a lawyer." Mu Yunshen made a brief summary.

Gu Beihua snorted coldly, no longer talking or looking at him.

Mu Yunshen was not angry. He slowly dropped his eyes. His thick eyelashes covered his bright pupils, leaving only a little shade. Then he said, "and Xue Yunlan, you don't have to count on it as soon as possible."

Hearing this, Gu Beihua's face, which seems to be unchanged for thousands of years, has finally undergone a subtle change. A hard ice shell covering his facial features has cracked a small gap.

Mu Yun lived high and looked at his disordered hair and a small lump of blood on his forehead. His lips moved slightly and said, "that's all I have to say. Let's go."

"Wait!" Gu Beihua suddenly stopped him, with an imperceptible panic in his tone.

As if by instinct, his hands trembled and his chains clattered.

Mu Yunshen really stopped and glanced back at him. After a pause, he said with a strange smile, "the new bracelet is good. It's suitable for you. It's just a little colorful."

"..." Gu Beihua couldn't get up a bit of mood to deal with his nonsense ridicule, so he had to suppress the beating veins of his forehead and squeeze words out of his teeth, "why... Why do you want to tell me this?"

Why?

The smile on mu Yunshen's face was restrained inch by inch by himself, and his facial features returned to calm.

He picked half of his brow and, as many times before, looked at the person in front of him with ease and understatement - although his eyes were not like looking at people, but more like looking at some kind of animal if he insisted on distinguishing.

A moment later, he grinned a little strangely, "because I want to see what you look like when you despair."

Gu Beihua still has a little bit of blood color, and his face turns white.

Seeing his expression, mu Yunshen finally slowly bent a smile from his heart, and gradually bent forward, a few inches away from Gu Beihua's face——

Several criminal policemen in the monitoring room immediately changed their faces when they saw the situation. How could they go to have a look at the situation.

I'm kidding. The criminal tied to the chair is a criminal with countless blood on his hands. In case of any accident and injury to the golden God, they will not have any good fruit in the market.

A group of criminal policemen are thinking about their monthly salary, for fear that they will suffer any accident on the basis of the meager salary, so they move more and more conveniently and reach the peak of execution in the shortest time.

However, when the fastest hand just reached the door handle, a sharp stop came from behind, "wait a minute!"

So a group of criminal policemen watched helplessly. The president Mu stretched out his hand and patted the suspect on the shoulder. It seemed that he wiped his ear and said something. Then he quickly stood up straight again.

A second later, he gently raised his head and gave a smile to all the criminal policemen in the camera. He even raised a hand and waved it, as if to say hello.

Criminal policemen, "..."

He always knew the location of the camera in the interrogation room?