After he got out of the car, he slowly walked to Mu Heng, who was suppressed by the armed police, looked him up and down meaningfully, and then took him directly to the interrogation room.

"Go to the office of the serious crime team and call Team Leader Shen over. Ling Cheng said to a sentry standing guard at the door.

The man immediately trotted towards the small two-story building in front of him.

"You're cooperative. Ling Cheng sneered and looked at Mu Heng, the broken hair on his forehead was blown back by the wind, revealing a smooth forehead, which was a little more aggressive.

"That's natural, and enthusiastic citizens must cooperate with the police. Mu Heng raised his head slightly, and replied in a strange way, but his eyes narrowed slightly and looked into the distance.

Ling Cheng gave him a blank look, shook the dust on his shoulders and didn't speak again, only to see a figure in the distance from far to near, it was Shen Qilin.

"Whew, I'm tired!" Shen Qilin held his thighs and half-hunched his waist and gasped for breath, and after changing for a while, he raised his hand to say hello, and Ling Cheng followed him into the interrogation room.

A huge headlight shone towards Mu Heng, his pupils shrank instantly, and he blocked it with his hand uncomfortably, he could even see the faint floating dust in the light.

There was nothing but a few tables and chairs and this headlamp, except for four cold walls and a heavy iron door.

Mu Heng suddenly felt a trace of depression and irritability, and the picture of being locked up in a dark room and beaten when he was a child seemed to appear vividly in front of his eyes.

Unconsciously, his breathing slowly became rapid, and Ling Cheng on the other side saw his anxiety in his eyes, but he remained silent all the time.

As long as the line of defense in Mu Heng's heart collapsed, they would naturally have the opportunity to ask for more things, so they were not in a hurry at all.

"You brought me here, did you just sit like this?" Mu Heng asked calmly.

This is a silent game, the two in the smoke are waiting for each other to speak first, it is obvious that in this game, Mu Heng lost, he can't stand the atmosphere here, and desperately wants to end this questioning.

More and more memories came flooding through his mind, and the sound of a whip falling on flesh was already in his ears.

He pursed his lips tightly, his eyes glinting with an incomprehensible light.

"Name, age, occupation. Ling Cheng finally asked, and Mu Heng was naturally willing to answer.

"Mu Heng, twenty-eight years old, president of Mu's. Mu Heng kept swallowing his saliva, and the Adam's apple rolling up and down represented his haste and restlessness.

"You killed Mu Zhen and Mu Qingyun. Ling Chen used a tone of affirmation, not question.

Mu Heng was silent for a while, raised his eyes and looked at Ling Cheng contemptuously and said slowly, "I didn't." ”

"Why did you kill him?" Ling Ling frowned, raised his voice and asked loudly, and the room was suddenly filled with a serious atmosphere.

Mu Heng didn't think so, he still pretended to be stupid there as if he didn't know anything, "I said that I didn't kill him, what do you want me to say?"

"Mu Heng, you should know that we won't interrogate you without conclusive evidence, so you'd better explain everything that happened, and don't be smart. ”

Ling Cheng's tone was already a little impatient, he hated this kind of person who went around and didn't say anything serious.

Mu Heng took a long breath, the corners of his eyes twitched, and then a contemptuous smile ran out of his mouth.

"What are you laughing at?" Ling Cheng's dark eyes stared at Mu Heng opposite, and when he saw him laughing like a madman, he felt that this trial seemed to be meaningless.

He reached out and took the recorder, and when he was about to turn it off, he heard a faint voice coming over, "Kill is kill...... He deserves to be damned...... I'll kill him......"

Ling Cheng's pupils shrank suddenly, and he always felt that Mu Heng's performance was a little abnormal, but he didn't delve into it, he hurriedly continued to ask: "Then why did you kill Mu Qingyun?"

"He......" Mu Heng thought thoughtfully, Mu Qingyun was indeed the only one who had given him a trace of warmth, but so what? Who made him the son of that woman? Since this is the case, then damn it!

Besides, if he doesn't die, where will it be his turn to sit as an illegitimate son in the position of the president of the Mu family.

"He, like Mu Zhen, deserves to die, and everyone who stands in my way deserves to die!" Mu Heng continued to raise his head and laugh after speaking.

Ling Cheng paused, and then pressed the close button.

"Crazy, just admit it, these two things are enough for you to be brought to justice. ”

After saying that, the two took him back to the office of the Serious Crime Team, and then locked him in a temporary prison for the next day's trial.

"That's how he admitted it!?" Chu Feng's jaw almost fell to the ground in shock after hearing the result.

Ling Cheng shrugged his shoulders and pouted, "yes, I didn't expect him to admit it so quickly, now it seems that our progress is quite smooth, but I don't know what will happen in the future." ”

"What else can I do? If I confess my guilt, I will definitely be sentenced according to the seriousness. Yan Tuo took a long breath, and there was a hint of disbelief in his eyes, but the result was really in front of him, and there was no doubt, so he only thought about it himself.

"By the way, when is the trial?" asked Chu Feng.

"Tomorrow's trial, I'll report to the director in a moment. Ling Cheng replied.

Chu Feng took a deep breath and nodded slowly, "Okay, then I'll go to the hospital to see Madame first, and tell her about the little young master first." ”

The weather was getting colder and colder, and as soon as Chu Feng went out, he was shivered by the cold wind blowing on his face, and he quickly trotted into the car and quickly came to the hospital.

Meng Yuanyang's leg injury has almost recovered, and he can walk around completely, but he has become thinner and thinner in the past few days, and occasionally sits on the bed and sheds tears.

Knock Knock Knock –

There was a knock on the door, Meng Yuanyang retracted his gaze and looked at the door with a tired face, and then whispered, "Please come in." ”

Chu Feng walked in slowly, but when his eyes touched the meticulous house that had been cleaned up, he was stunned, "Madam, what are you ......?"

"I found a hospital abroad, and it's about to be the death day of your old president, I have to go back and see. Meng Yuanyang's voice was choked and hoarse when he spoke, and Chu Feng instantly had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Are you going abroad?" Chu Feng asked cautiously.

Meng Yuanyang suddenly turned around with scarlet eyes and stared at him, "You tell me the truth, has Zijin been killed?"

Chu Feng's eyes darkened, and he opened his mouth but didn't say a complete sentence, "Actually, ......"

"Okay, you don't have to make up nonsense to fool me, I'm not old and stupid. ”