Spoil you is my hobby: refusing to love the president

At the same time, Shao Xiaoman faced a very serious looking British police officer in front of him. Shao Xiaoman was frightened by his serious appearance, but he still maintained a calm smile on his face.

"Miss Shao, may I know what grudge you have against count Ryan?"

Shao Xiaoman smiled: "Mr. Ryan and I met because of our cooperative relationship. We have known each other for a short time. It is not a time point that can produce hatred."

"Does Miss Shao mean that it is Mr. Jiang Hanzhi who intends to kill count Ryan?"

"Officer, if you misinterpret me like this, I have the right to sue the police station for falsely accusing my boss." Shao Xiaoman looked very calm. He looked that he had gradually eased up in the car and was confused by the police.

"How do you explain that you were at the safest place in the dinner party, and there were only you and Mr. Jiang Hanzhi." the British police officer clubbed his jaw with both hands and looked at Shao Xiaoman very seriously.

"If it's a crime to go to that position just now, are many ordinary people in the world who appear at the murder site also guilty?" Shao Xiaoman asked.

The language and logic of speaking are more sober than in the car, and Shao Xiaoman is such a person. After she has less dependence, she will strengthen herself, and no one can break through her to get the cold and solid defense line.

In the car and the hospital too flustered, because there is Jiang Han's dependence, the subconscious in the heart will be weak

"Miss Shao hopes you can cooperate with the police."

"Officer, I really want to cooperate with you, but you said that President Jiang and I were in a safe spot at the dinner party, which was also the blind spot of the shooting case. We couldn't provide the police with any direction to solve the case," Shao Xiaoman said.

The two police officers listening behind the mirror looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly. There were no flaws in Shao Xiaoman's voice or her micro expression when talking.

The officer who asked drank a mouthful of water and stared at Shao Xiaoman.

"Are you sure that your boss Mr. Jiang Hanzhi and count Ryan have no private hatred?"

"Why does President Jiang have a grudge against count Ryan?" Shao Xiaoman asked solemnly.

"But according to the police, Jiang Hanzhi once broke up with count Ryan at the dinner party. Do you think this is the greatest possibility that Jiang Hanzhi will shoot count Ryan?"

Shao Xiaoman took a deep breath and looked helplessly at the British police officer in front of him: "at first, your police officers said that President Jiang had been out of suspicion. Now when you asked me, the spearhead pointed at President Jiang. I can only say that the noise between friends is inevitable. Will you assassinate your friends because you don't agree with your friends?"

The atmosphere of the interrogation room was once embarrassed by Shao Xiaoman's fierce, and then the police began to think that Shao Xiaoman was just a simple and easy woman to solve, but they didn't expect that when the interrogation really began, it became the most difficult problem to solve.

I didn't think Shao Xiaoman's verbal battle was so fierce. The police officer stood up, clubbed the table with both hands and said again.

"I'll stay for a while and let Miss Shao think about the scene."

The police officer left, this point is to let the police personnel at the other end of the mirror observe the expression on Shao Xiaoman's face, so as to detect the wrong place.

But after the questioning officer left, Shao Xiaoman just lay tired on the table and slowly covered his face with worry. The officer behind the mirror pointed to Shao Xiaoman's position.

"Does she look worried about the disclosure of things?"

The policewoman who looked at the micro expression shook her head: "it seems that she should be worried about the injury of count Ryan. From entering the interrogation room, she doesn't seem to have the tension of murderers, and she didn't deliberately avoid many questions."

Such Shao Xiaoman put the police officers investigating Ryan's assassination into a dilemma again. The woman they suspected didn't even have any doubt when asking

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On the other hand, after hanging up, Zhang tezhu found the police station where Jiang Han was located within half an hour.

Zhang te's assistant was wearing a new shirt and coat. As a special assistant around Jiang Han, everything had to be prepared at the beginning.

"President Jiang, you still have Mr. Ryan's blood on you. Otherwise, go to the bathroom and change this blood coat first?"

Jiang Han stopped and said, "no, what did the people at the scene say."

"Many people at the scene didn't know. The people close to Mr. Ryan said that they just looked at Mr. Ryan and fell down after bleeding. Then President Jiang hugged Mr. Ryan. In addition, they didn't know what happened..." Zhang tezhu replied.

Hearing Zhang tezhu's words, Jiang Hanzhi nodded, and the expression on his face looked more dignified. It happened too suddenly. The location of Jiang Hanzhi and Shao Xiaoman was the biggest blind spot at the dinner party, that is to say, even if someone wanted to shoot Ryan, their location was completely invisible.

"Didn't anyone see anything unusual?"

"Yes, at the dinner party, some people said they had seen red light spots. At first, they thought it was the effect of the dinner party, but they didn't care too much," Zhang tezhu said.

Jiang Hanzhi narrowed his eyes and asked, "did the police ask when the man saw it and how long it was before count Ryan was assassinated?"

Zhang tezhu thought about it and finally shook his head. Jiang Hanzhi took a deep breath. He didn't know how the police did things. He actually let go of such a serious doubt, but he didn't think it was strange that they would put their doubt on Shao Xiaoman.

Even if you want to frame Shao Xiaoman as a scapegoat, it's too stupid. After all, Shao Xiaoman hasn't known Ryan for a long time, and Shao Xiaoman doesn't have the power and right to own guns and buy a qualified killer.

"Mr. Jiang, I didn't watch Miss Shao leave the dinner with you. Where has she gone?" Zhang tezhu looked around and asked.

"Do you think it was me who was brought in for questioning?" Jiang Hanzhi raised his head and asked.

Zhang tezhu nodded undisguised: "some people said they saw Jiang and miss Shao standing diagonally opposite Mr. Ryan. I think the police should suspect that President Jiang did it..." Zhang tezhu said again with an expression on his face: "did they turn their doubts to miss Shao?"

"Well, now Shao Xiaoman is asking questions in the interrogation room."

The police officer who asked Shao Xiaoman just now smiled YingYing and walked to Jiang Hanzhi: "Mr. Jiang, the assistant who followed you said a lot. Do you want to know?" the police officer held coffee in his hand and sat down next to Jiang Hanzhi as soon as the voice fell.

Jiang Hanzhi looked at the man indifferently: "Oh? So?"

"Isn't Mr. Jiang worried?" the police officer asked, looking at Jiang Hanzhi's eyes.

"I need to worry about something. She didn't do anything, and I don't have to worry about it." Jiang Hanzhi replied coldly.

The police officer took a deep breath and still kept a smile on his face: "Mr. Jiang's blood is count Lane! After I listened to my colleagues, the people present said that when you saw count Lane injured, you pushed away the crowd and went to count lane."

"So?"

"The relationship between Mr. Jiang and the count of Ryan is very good."

Zhang tezhu looked at the British police officer and Jiang Hanzhi. I couldn't help narrowing my eyes angrily. Zhang tezhu also heard what the police officer meant, but now in the police station, some things are not easy to happen after all.

Jiang Hanzhi looked at his wrist watch calmly and asked, "I want to know how long my assistant will appear."

"Isn't Mr. Jiang afraid that your assistant can't go out of the police station?"

"Can I go to court for police officers threatening ordinary people?" Jiang Hanzhi looked at the British police officer with frosty eyes.

It was such a look that made the smile of the British police officer gradually fade on his face. He got up with coffee in his hand, made a low scolding sound in his throat, and turned away. This appearance made Jiang Hanzhi very sure that he definitely ate shriveled around Shao Xiaoman and came to Jiang Hanzhi to complain.

Zhang tezhu looked at the appearance of the British police officer, took a deep breath, held his clothes and sat down next to Jiang Han.

"The police officer obviously set President Jiang's words just now. I don't know how miss Shao is in there and whether she has suffered."

Jiang Hanzhi took a look at the place where the figure disappeared and shook his head with a straight face: "this man will come to me. He should not get any useful information from Shao Xiaoman. In their eyes, they don't believe that Shao Xiaoman and I have done nothing, and Ryan is the count. They are very anxious to solve this case."

"Well, if Mr. Ryan is seriously injured by a gun, what's the good or bad? President Jiang, you and miss Shao won't even be difficult to return home!"

Jiang Hanzhi nodded. They were targeted suspects. If Ryan really died because of his heavy gunshot wound, in view of the fact that the British police had to find someone to bear the responsibility, they would certainly bite Shao Xiaoman to death. It needed an explanation, but the police had not found that explanation.

"Who would have thought they could get into such trouble at the beginning? I don't think they can find out anything, otherwise they won't bite you and miss Shao." Zhang tezhu said helplessly.

It's clear that they couldn't find out anything, otherwise they couldn't ask Shao Xiaoman anything. Shao Xiaoman would have been released long ago. There's no need to stand in the police station.

"Zhang tezhu, I need you to help me with some things. I don't trust Ryan's health. I don't trust Shao Xiaoman to stay in the police station alone. I need a relationship now. First release Shao Xiaoman on bail, and then go to the hospital to wait for Lei Xing."

"Well, Mr. Jiang, do you think Miss LAN can do it? After all, she is the wife of count Ryan. At the police station, she should be able to bail Miss Shao out safely."

Jiang Hanzhi nodded without rejection.