The police also had no definite evidence, so Monanjue took out his mobile phone, pressed the play button and spread it out in the palm of his hand.

It is a video that shows the scene of Tong Minghai just speaking.

……

"Your doctor friend was killed by me......

"yes, I pushed him down the stairs......"

……

"You ......" Tong Minghai's eyes widened, he didn't expect Mo Nanjue to come to this trick, "You are obviously forcing a confession!"

Mo Nanjue looked cold and handed the phone to the police.

The policeman looked at him, confirmed it, and raised his hand, "Arrest him for me!"

"It's not me! It's really not me!" Tong Minghai was so frightened that he stepped back, he had just treated his leg, how could he be arrested like this, "You guys are mistaken, it's him who wants to hurt me!"

Several policemen rushed up and pulled Su Lan away, "Please cooperate with our investigation!"

"No!" Tong Minghai struggled violently, "Let go of me!" He turned his head, "Xiao Ran! I'm your father! Go and tell him, this has nothing to do with me at all!"

Tong Minghai looked at Luo Xiao, Luo Xiao stood up when he saw this, he wrinkled his eyebrows, and he didn't expect Mo Nanjue to call the police.

Didn't he let Tong dye everywhere? Why did he ...... this time?

Tong Ran stood at the top of the stairs, hearing the screams, his heart hurt like a knife, and when he looked up at Mo Nanjue, he didn't look at her.

Tong Ran walked down step by step, Tong Minghai looked at her pale side face, "Xiao Ran, I am my biological father, how can you be so ruthless? I am your father!"

Father......

Tong Ran bit her lower lip, at this time she finally knew what it meant to be a further cliff, take a step back from hell, this step, she knew that no matter how she walked, she would regret it.

She had another thing that she couldn't solve.

She can't let go of Mo Nanjue, she loves him, but can she let go of her parents?

No matter how bad it is, it is also her parents, Tong Ran can't be so ruthless as Luo Xiao.

But what can be done?

There were noisy figures all around, Tong Minghai was still struggling, the police handcuffed him and began to investigate the scene of the crime, Su Lan cried and shouted, and was also temporarily charged by the police.

Luo Xiao stood on the side, his gaze always fixed on Tong Ran.

Tong Ran walked up to Monan Jue and stood still.

The man didn't move, he stood alone at the door, the cold wind blew in gusts, Tong Ran shrank his shoulders, and only felt cold and biting.

Monam Jue took off his blood-stained blazer and draped it over her shoulders.

Tong Ran's heart warmed, and she raised her head hopefully, "Mo Nanjue, this time it's my dad who is wrong, I ......"

"No," Monanjue's gaze fell on her little face, "it's my fault. ”

Tong Ran choked in his throat, trying to find even a little emotion in his eyes, but he didn't.

It's cold and shivering.

Mo Nanjue raised his delicate chin slightly, anyway, he was also a dying person, so why should he continue to entangle with her?

Luo Xiao is not wrong in one sentence, he said, Mo Nanjue, I see that you are not far from death.

It's really not far away, Mo Nanjue narrowed his eyes, he thought, how long is it not far away? Ten days, twenty days, one month, two months?

Perhaps, in short, it's not far off.

A relationship, he loves deeply to the bone marrow, like a vague poison penetrating little by little, until he can't move his limbs.

The past is vivid, and the corners of Mo Nanjue's mouth outline a light smile, at least, he once had.

Even if it's just a short minute and a second, he has it, and he can have a thought for the rest of the days.