Shen Qilin and Ling Cheng glanced at each other and wanted to break in directly, but they were stopped by Ling Cheng, "Knock on the door again, don't rush in directly." ”

"Hello, is anyone home? I'm a property. Shen Qilin raised his voice and shouted, but there was still no response from inside, and at this time, a woman carrying a small basket came downstairs, and it seemed that she was going to buy vegetables.

"Oh, you probably can't knock on this door, I live upstairs in his house, this family is an old drunkard, drunk all day long and yelling, I have knocked on the door several times, but I can't knock on it. ”

The old woman frowned and waved her hand helplessly, and then went downstairs.

"It seems that the upstairs and downstairs neighbors here are deeply affected by him. Shen Qilin joked with a smile.

"I don't think you're in a hurry again. Ling Cheng also pursed his lips and smiled, and the two continued to find a way to get in, originally planning to pick the lock, but after discussion, they still felt that this method was not suitable, so they could only continue to knock on the door.

"Hello!, anyone!?" Shen Qilin shouted impatiently, and the force of knocking on the door was much heavier.

This time, there was finally a little movement inside, only to hear Uncle Wu scolding and scolding and walking to the door, closing his eyes and shouting: "Which turtle grandson is the eighth lamb!?

As soon as the door was opened, a smell of alcohol came from the store, and Shen Qilin instantly retched, the room was messy, and clothes, socks and shoes were thrown all over the floor.

Wu Bo's cheeks were red, a few bloodshots could be faintly seen in his eyes, his tongue was also straight, and he couldn't hear clearly.

"We are the police, and now we suspect that you have killed Mu Heng, so we will take you back to the police station for interrogation. Ling Cheng said and clasped the handcuffs on Uncle Wu's wrists.

Wu Bozhi walked in front of Ling Cheng in a daze, as if he wanted to take a closer look at him, but Ling Cheng was staggered back by the smell of wine on his body.

"Me?" Wu Bo bent down and pointed his finger at himself, "I kill someone?"

"I'm not entirely sure you killed someone, but I'm going to take you back and record a confession. Ling Cheng took another big step back and kept his distance from him, but the taste lingering on the tip of his nose did not decrease by half a point.

"I didn't fucking kill anyone!What Mu Heng!?I ...... I...... I didn't ...... Kill ......"

As soon as he finished speaking, his whole body fell down softly, and Shen Qilin raised his head to see that the old gentleman was actually asleep.

The two of them sighed helplessly, and could only take the person back first, and then solve it when he sobered up.

Uncle Wu went home after delivering food to Mu Heng yesterday, he didn't wash his clothes or change his clothes, he was drenched like that by the heavy rain, plus he drank alcohol, not to mention the smell on his body.

Shen Qilin and Ling Cheng covered their noses all the way, but they were pitiful to the police officer who was driving, and they could smell the smell when they opened the window.

Uncle Wu was woken up by a car halfway through, and then he began to play drunk, humming and singing non-stop, and his mouth was a stinky smell, which was as good as the sewer.

A car of policemen was tortured by him alone, and it is estimated that the car must be washed inside and out when he goes back, otherwise the smell will definitely not be removed.

"Be honest!Otherwise, don't blame us for being polite!" Shen Qilin finally yelled in a fit of rage.

But where do people who drink too much care about what they do, Wu Bo still struggles hard to prevent the police next to him from touching him.

"Who do you think is willing to touch you, it's better to be honest, don't be unhappy, you almost carried a human life, and now you can't say that you have already carried one. ”

Shen Qilin pressed his hand hard, Wu Bo grinned and looked at Shen Qilin, but he couldn't resist him at all.

After tossing for a long morning, Shen Qilin and Ling Cheng didn't even have time to eat, so they directly brought people to the office, so it was estimated that going to the interrogation room would be in vain, so they could only see if they could ask anything first.

Uncle Wu also seemed to be much better than when he was first escorted back, at least he didn't make crazy troubles anymore, but was very quiet.

"Did you go to a psychiatric hospital yesterday?" Shen Qilin asked too lazily and went straight to the topic.

Uncle Wu rolled his eyes, he seemed to be still a little sleepy, his tongue was still as hard as just now, but the words he said were much clearer.

I saw him shake his head and say, "No...... There is no ......" Perhaps his memory was a little confused, and a trace of irritation appeared on his face, "No!

"What are you doing there?" Shen Qilin continued.

Uncle Wu staggered to his feet and swayed around the office, Ling Cheng directly stepped forward and pulled him back, and then leaned him back on the chair with handcuffs, making him unable to move.

"This ...... This bracelet ...... It's quite heavy......" After speaking, Uncle Wu sat on the ground like a dementia and laughed.

Shen Qilin licked his lips and rubbed his hair irritably, and his voice instantly raised several decibels, "I'm asking you!"

"I—I......" Wu Bo asked, pointing to himself.

"It's you. Shen Qilin was already extremely impatient, and the green tendons on his forehead were a little bulging.

"I'll go and bring him food, or he'll starve to death." Uncle Wu smiled and fiddled with the handcuffs, this look, even if he said Shen Qilin, they didn't know whether to believe it or not.

But since the corpse died of poisoning, it must have been something that he ate before his death, which is also in line with what Uncle Wu said.

Shen Qilin tentatively opened his mouth and told a small lie, "Mu Heng is dead, why did you kill him?"

"I fucking said that Lao Tzu didn't kill anyone!" Wu Bo seemed to be a little angry, he stood up with his chair and pointed at Shen Qilin and scolded.

"But he died because he ate the food you sent me. Shen Qilin spread his hands, and his tone relaxed, after all, Uncle Wu seemed to have already gone to the road.

"I didn't make that meal!" I ......" Before he could finish speaking, Uncle Wu retched, Shen Qilin's nose wrinkled, regardless of whether he vomited or not, he hurriedly rushed over and opened the window.

Perhaps because of a cold wind poured in, Wu Bo woke up a little, and he suddenly sat down on the ground and began to cry.

"How can you policemen arrest people indiscriminately!? I'm a good person! I didn't do anything!"

Shen Qilin took a hard breath out of the window, then pointed at Uncle Wu and said slowly: "But don't shout grievances from us, we won't arrest you for no reason without evidence, so you'd better tell everything clearly, and explain everything that should be explained." ”

Uncle Wu slapped the floor a few times with snot and tears, "I really didn't kill anyone, officer! I don't know anything!"