"Come on, use your professional knowledge to see if this person is sick?" Xiao Yan pointed to Qiao Dong, who was in a daze on the side.

Mu Qingcheng heard that it was a serious matter, and he was not ambiguous, so he immediately leaned over and observed it carefully for a while: "It doesn't seem to be normal, but it's not strange that people who have been angry with you generally have this kind of reaction." ”

Seeing that Xiao Yan was already smiling and looking for something to smash him, Mu Qingcheng hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, no, I mean I have to make an accurate judgment through his behavior and language...... You you calm down, put the cup down!"

"Then you are still stunned?" The thing that made Mu Qingcheng collapse the most finally happened, and the two people who were the most uncertain in his life are now standing in front of him together to him.

Sighing as if he was ten years old, Mu Qingcheng sat down at the table resignedly: "What's your name?"

Qiao Dong didn't answer, Mu Qingcheng shook his head: "What do you scare people into?"

These words were said to Xiao Yan, and the result of saying it was that Xiao Yan began to look around for the 'murder weapon' and was ready to kill.

"Ahem, I actually wanted to say, I want to talk to him alone, why don't you go there and see it. He raised his hand and pointed to the single-sided glass on one side, behind which was the surveillance room with a full view of the interrogation room.

Listening to the command of professionals on this occasion is undoubtedly the best choice, and several people moved out quickly, but Mu Qingcheng suddenly knocked on the table: "You stay." ”

He was referring to Xiao Yan and didn't explain the reason, but Xiao Yan knew that there must be some special reason, so he happily pulled a stool to the far corner, and found a position that would not disturb the communication between the two people and could observe the situation well.

Mu Qingcheng took a deep breath, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the table, at first Qiao Dong didn't care about the movement here, but as the voice became louder and louder, his eyes slowly focused on Mu Qingcheng's fingers.

"What's your name?"

"......" Qiao Dong paused, as if to understand the question, and then slowly spoke, every word as if he had exhausted all his strength, "Qiao ...... East ......"

Mu Qingcheng looked at his reaction, and his heart was somewhat pointed, and even the few people watching next to him realized something to some extent.

"Okay, Qiao Dong, why did you kill Xiao Liguo?"

When Xiao Yan heard this question, he raised his eyebrows without a trace.

This question seemed to Qiao Dong to be better answered than the previous one, and he gave the answer without thinking: "Because he killed my wife and my baby, I want to kill him." ”

This answer was nothing special, and it was completely consistent with his previous statement.

Mu Qingcheng's frequency of knocking on the table began to slowly increase: "How do you know that he killed your family?"

There was a hint of confusion in Qiao Dong's expression.

Mu Qingcheng didn't let him go: "Did you see it with your own eyes? No, you weren't at home at the time." So how do you know? Somebody told you that, right?"

These few words were like a chain of words, leading him step by step towards the point he had planned.

Qiao Dong seemed to be very confused, these questions seemed to drain his brain cells, making him have a headache: "No...... I do not know. “

"You know," Mu Qingcheng was now approaching Qiao Dong step by step like an executioner with a knife, "Who is this person?"

And Qiao Dong had obviously been forced into a corner, he suddenly flicked up, but was restrained by the chair, slammed into the shelf, made a loud 'bang', and then pointed at Xiao Yan in the corner like crazy: "It's her! She told me! It's Xiao Yan!"