She was desperate to find out something.

In the past three years, everyone thought that she had killed Yaya, and in the end, everyone betrayed her relatives and was innocently imprisoned for three years, and even now she is trapped here and tortured by Li Hanmian, how can she be willing.

But too long has passed since then, and all the evidence pointed to her at that time, how should she investigate?

Wen Qing clutched his mobile phone, he already had a candidate in his heart, but when he was about to broadcast the phone, he couldn't help but hesitate for a moment.

She didn't want to trouble Mu Xuan, but to this day, who could help her?

Smiling self-deprecatingly, she decided to dial the number anyway.

A few seconds later, Mu Xuan connected the phone, and his voice was puzzled: "Qingqing, it's so late, call me, is there anything wrong?"

Wen Qing hesitated for a moment, but still said his purpose: "Mu Xuan, I may be bothering you again this time, I want to ask you to do me a favor." ”

Mu Xuan's voice was warm: "You say." ”

Wen Qing paused and said in a deep voice: "No one believed me in the matter of Yaya back then, but I really didn't do it. I want you to help me find out the police officer who was in charge of the Bud Bud case back then, and find out the truth about the death of the Bud Bud. ”

Only by finding the police officer back then, starting from the so-called evidence, may be able to find some clues.

"Qingqing, is something happening again?" Mu Xuan noticed something unusual.

"Nope. Wen Qing denied it, "I just want to prove my innocence." ”

In the past three years, she has been burdened with the title of "murderer", misunderstood and insulted, and even kicked out of the house by her father.

Mu Xuan said "um" lightly, as if he had thought of something, and continued to speak: "Qingqing, I believe in you." ”

Although he didn't know what happened back then, he unconditionally believed in Wen Qing and believed that she didn't do it.

Wen Qing's heart was stunned, and his voice was a little choked: "Thank you." ”

"We don't have to be so polite to each other, I will definitely find a way to help you find out the truth back then. Mu Xuan said every word, and his tone was extremely solemn.

"No, I'm thanking you for believing in me. "Mu Xuan was the first person willing to believe in her after her grandmother passed away.

At the same time, the doubts in Mu Xuan's heart couldn't be suppressed, no matter how he thought about the incident three years ago, he asked: "Qingqing, what was the matter of three years ago? If there is someone else behind the matter, then why doesn't Li Hanmian believe you?"

Wen Qing's hand holding the phone tightened slightly, Li Hanmian didn't believe her, he only believed in evidence.

And all the so-called evidence points to her.

She couldn't explain it.

Her eyes were lowered, and her voice trembled softly: "But I'm really not the murderer of Yaya. I really didn't do it!"

Suddenly, the tent was pulled open, and a figure appeared in front of it.

Wen Qing was so frightened that his phone fell directly to the ground.

Why did Li Hanmian suddenly come here?

The cold moonlight hit Li Hanmian's side face, making his facial features more three-dimensional, his outline more resolute, and the whole person was even colder. There was anger in his eyes, and he opened his mouth mockingly: "Wen Qing, you even dare to mention the matter of the sprouts?"

When did he come over?

Wen Qing's heart trembled, and Mu Xuan on the other side of the phone also heard this, worried that Li Hanmian would do something to Wen Qing, so he spoke: "Li Hanmian, Qingqing is just talking to me about things, she just wants the truth." ”

Li Hanmian's gaze fell coldly on the phone again.

The word "Mu Xuan" is particularly dazzling.

As soon as Wen Qing wanted to take back his mobile phone, Li Hanmian took the lead, directly picked up the mobile phone on the ground, and threw it outside without looking at it.

"What, do you still want to explain what happened back then? Or do you want to contact this man to clear your name together?" Wen Qing, you don't deserve to mention the name of Yaya at all, you make me feel disgusted!" Li Hanmian's voice was as cold as ice in December, stinging Wen Qing sentence by sentence.

She wanted to explain, but she knew that Li Hanmian didn't believe her.

Even if you explain it countless times, it's useless.

"Whatever you want. Wen Qing closed his eyes and looked like he was being slaughtered.

"Get up!" This attitude made the anger in Li Hanmian's heart even more intense, his eyes became even colder, and after speaking, he directly dragged Wen Qing's whole person up, "Don't sleep tonight, go to Yaya's grave to atone for your sins!"

Wen Qing opened his eyes suddenly, his eyes were in disbelief.

However, Li Hanmian didn't care at all, and directly dragged Wen Qing and pushed her into his car.

Wen Qing instantly felt frightened and patted the car door: "Let me go back!"

The excellent performance of the Maybach galloped on the open road, and the atmosphere in the cramped space was extremely oppressive.

Wen Qing was uncomfortable, but this speed made her stomach tumble for a while, which was extremely uncomfortable.

She frowned, unable to continue struggling, and put it on her stomach and rubbed it gently, hoping to ease the nausea.

In a very fast turn, Wen Qing's head slammed into the window.

Pain.

Li Hanmian hooked the corners of his mouth, very satisfied with this scene.

His eyes were full of indifference, as if he was watching a show that had nothing to do with him.

A tear slipped from Wen Qing's eyes.

Soon, it was time to reach the cemetery.

At this point, there was no one in the cemetery for a long time, and there were no lighting facilities in it, but Li Hanmian was familiar with dragging Wen Qing and walked inside.

At night, the cool breeze blows cool, but also uneasy.

Li Hanmian almost dragged Wen Qing to Yaya's tomb, pressed Wen Qing, and made her kneel on the ground, her voice was as cold as a sharp blade, and the words were beady: "Wen Qing, you are kneeling here tonight, kneeling in front of Yaya, and atonement for your sins." ”

Wen Qing raised his head suddenly: "I don't want it." ”

"It's not up to you. Li Hanmian sneered, glanced at Wen Qing, and left directly with big strides, regardless of Wen Qing behind him.

Wen Qing looked up at the photo on the tombstone, and the bud bud smiled, which made Wen Qing shiver coldly, and the fragmentary pictures of the past flashed in her mind one by one.

She shook her head desperately, her voice with a crying voice: "Ya Ya, I really didn't kill you, I didn't!!"

A cool breeze blew.

Wen Qing only came out in pajamas, the cool night wind blew her goosebumps, she touched her arm, her heart suddenly burst with fear, and her body began to tremble slowly.

She used to be afraid of ghosts, Li Hanmian knew.

But after going to prison and going through so much, I suddenly understood: there is nothing terrible about ghosts, and the most terrible thing in the world is the human heart.