Who is it?

Who is behind the scenes!

Meng Lulu died of potassium cyanide, who did this little reporter who changed his confession twice in a row, and who did he suffer from?

Why was he poisoned?

"Miss, don't worry, our side has made full preparations for Meng Lulu's case, and we promise not to let this matter involve you in the slightest. As for the death of this reporter, Miss Nuan Xia means that you should be mentally prepared, maybe the police station will have to interrogate you......"

No one expected that on the day of Meng Lulu's case, the reporter who had done an exclusive interview with Bo Jinghan would die.

Moreover, the cause of death was the same as Meng Lulu's.

It's all potassium cyanide overdose!

"I don't care about the summons, it's just ...... Brother Xiaolin, don't you think it's too strange? Who is this murderer, as if he can kill people invisibly. Meng Lulu's death will not be pursued for the time being, but this reporter's death is a little strange. ”

According to the text, the journalist died in the office.

And the people in the office, as well as the surveillance cameras in their offices, can prove that no one has harmed her.

As usual, she was working in front of the computer.

A second before he died, he was even talking to his friend at the desk next door.

But such a living person, but after just a few minutes, he became a dead soul.

This is also ......

"Miss Bo, look down."

A little open, a few pages down, Lin Moxun pointed to the Coke bottle with a label on the screen: "Potassium cyanide is in this, but the bottle is intact, and there are no suspicious traces." Interestingly, though, the bottle of Coke was brought into the office by the journalist himself. And according to her friend, she unscrewed the Coke bottle with her own hands. ”

"Suicide?"

Raising his eyebrows, Bo Jinghan looked at Lin Moxun with some amusement, but he said with a friendly smile: "In her account, a large amount of money has just entered, and I heard that she is preparing to resign." Do you say that in this case, is it possible for her to commit suicide? ”

There is no such possibility.

So......

"Is it a capillary phenomenon?!"

Bo Jinghan suddenly realized, looking at the bottle of Coke on the screen, his eyes were even hotter, but the corners of his straight mouth hooked up a playful smile at this time.

Fingertips gently buttoned the screen, and listened to her unhurried instructions: "The people behind the scenes are all secrets." He killed the journalist and gave us a chance. Brother Xiaolin, you immediately ask Aze to track down the remittance in the reporter's account, and then check if she has any travel arrangements in the near future. As for the people she has been in contact with recently, I don't think we need to investigate, and when the results of the police interrogation come out, we will check their loopholes! ”

"Yes, I'll do it."

Turning off the screen, Lin Moxun's gaze fell on Bo Jinghan's hand pressing his temples again.

Looking at the red mark on her forehead, a sigh unconsciously overflowed from her lips, and her eyes with a faint concern followed her eyes.

After hesitating for a moment, Lin Moxun still opened his mouth: "Miss Bo, if you are very tired, go back and rest early!" If you do this, Mr. Bo will be worried. ”

Lose sleep over something?

Bo Junchen's worries are probably only on the word "interests"!

Exhaling, Bo Jinghan didn't look at him, but cast his gaze on the small ornaments hanging on the opposite wall.

stared deeply for a moment, and the corners of his mouth curled up with a subtlety: "My business, don't need him to ask!" ”

After hesitating for a moment, Lin Moxun still opened his mouth: "Miss Bo, if you are very tired, go back and rest early!" If you do this, Mr. Bo will be worried. ”

Lose sleep over something?

Bo Junchen's worries are probably only on the word "interests"!

Exhaling, Bo Jinghan didn't look at him, but cast his gaze on the small ornaments hanging on the opposite wall.

stared deeply for a moment, and the corners of his mouth curled up with a subtlety: "My business, don't need him to ask!" ”