Mo Bei shook off the bath towel, wrapped Zhao Yuanyuan around his shoulder, opened the door and walked out.

Tang Song's black car was parked downstairs in the dormitory, and the police car was too eye-catching, so he got out of the car outside the school.

He looked at the door of the dormitory, and no one came out for a long time, but the dormitory manager turned her head frequently and looked at him vigilantly.

Mo Bei's voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "You drive forward and go down to the shade of the tree." ”

There was no figure of Mo Bei around, he hummed, got into the car and drove forward to a place where there were no people.

After waiting for a few minutes, the car window was gently knocked twice, and Mo Bei stood outside the car with Zhao Yuanyuan's waist around her, she deliberately blocked her vision with her body, looking like a little couple who hugged each other stickily.

Tang Song got out of the car, opened the back seat door, and stuffed Zhao Yuanyuan in.

"You ......" The words of thanks sounded too polite and rusty, he didn't know what to say for a while, his eyes moved down, and he saw the wrapped finger, "What's wrong with the hand?" ”

"It's fine." Mo Bei put his hand in his trouser pocket and raised his chin towards Zhao Yuanyuan in the car, "If you give it to you, I'll go back." ”

He followed the vibe: "Thank you, I have time to invite you to dinner." ”

Mo Bei smiled at him, his eyes slightly sharpened.

She is not as cold as she seems, she laughs a lot, and when she doesn't, she looks completely different, like a lonely eagle on a cliff who landed in the mortal world and became a docile and beautiful swallow.

It's just that the swallow will eventually turn around and fly into the sky, about to return to the smokeless, fireless, and untouched mountains.

He suddenly felt an irrepressible panic, and the ghost stopped her: "The third person has been found, do you want to go and see?" ”

Mo Bei looked at him suspiciously: "Can you see it?" Is it appropriate? ”

After ten o'clock, the temperature rises, but within the high walls, all contact with the outside world is isolated from the mud and rocks.

The interrogation room was dimly lit, with only an incandescent lamp hanging from the table, and the light was cold and white, and the corners were dark, reflecting a cold look. The coating on the walls is smooth and delicate, keeping out the heat flow from the outdoors.

Mo Bei stood outside the large window and could see the whole picture of the interrogation room.

A man in his forties, also in his forties, with a sturdy physique, hair cut close to the scalp, dark and shiny skin, wearing a gray vest, two thick arms resting on the table, playing with his fingers in pairs.

"I said it all, she jumped off by herself, why did you tell me to kill her?"

Yang Zhiming didn't know what unreliable legal science he had watched, and he was extremely uncooperative and arrogant.

"It's just fun, and we're not going to do anything to her? Who knew that she suddenly rushed into the river like crazy......" Yang Zhiming tilted his head and suddenly shouted, "Is she sick?" Eh, I'm going to the hospital, I'm going to get it checked. ”

"Quiet!" The interrogating policeman shouted, "Now I ask you, how did you know Zhao Yuanyuan?" Why are the four of you together? What is your relationship with Liu Qingming and Li Xin? ”

Yang Zhiming snorted, his chest shook exaggeratedly, and he leaned back in the chair: "You ask so many questions, which one do I have to answer?" ”

"Let's talk about Zhao Yuanyuan first."

"She? I met in a bar, a woman dressed in fancy clothes and drinking outside in the middle of the night, what kind of serious person could be. He pouted disdainfully, "I asked her if she wanted to have a supper together, and she went, asking if she could call two friends, and she didn't refuse." The stinky shameless one has erected a torii when he arrives at the place......"

Zhao Yuanyuan didn't know what kind of supper she was eating, and she felt bad when she was taken to the river by Yang Zhiming.

Yang Zhiming remembered that the woman knelt on the ground and begged: "It's too dirty here...... It was so dirty, we went to the hotel...... Went to the hotel, I paid, I could pay for the ......"

She did everything she could to make a living for herself.

"It's dirty! Bah......" he tilted his head and took a sip, "Shouldn't it be cool......

The policeman who asked him held back the fire, gritted his teeth, and said in an obscure tone: "What is your relationship with Li Xin and Liu Qingming?" ”

"Liu Qingming, he's a bastard!" He seemed to be very unaccustomed to Liu Qingming, and snorted sarcastically, "We are fellow countrymen, he relied on his wife and father-in-law to make a fortune, and he listened to his wife for everything, so he didn't dare to go home at eight o'clock for a minute longer." I thought he was afraid of his wife......"

He remembered something and suddenly smiled: "I thought he was afraid of his wife, but it turned out that he couldn't, and he was so bold that he would use cigarette butts...... Maybe the cigarette butts are bigger than him. ”

"What about Li Xin?"

"Li Xin? In the past, on a construction site, he was more interesting than Liu Qingming and could play, but unfortunately he was sick......"

The interrogation room was filled with the anger of the onlookers and the disdain of the people involved, and the dust filled the air, dry and fine, making it impossible to breathe.

Mo Bei took a few steps back, opened the door and went out.

There is a window at the corner of the corridor, and you can see the Fengjiang River in the distance.

Tang Song followed out and stood silently behind her for a long time: "What are you thinking?" ”

Think of Zhao Yuanyuan.

Zhao Yuanyuan is desperate for revenge.

Zhao Yuanyuan was pressed to the ground by her wrist.

"Why-" Zhao Yuanyuan couldn't break free, the black fog surging all over the house was waiting for reckless action, she was desperate and helpless.

Mo Bei found that the teeth in her mouth were no longer intact, and they had been pried out by some people's selfish desires. The broken nails of the crushed hands kept clutching the ground and making a screeching sound.

"Why? Why? Zhao Yuanyuan kept repeating, screaming heartbreakingly, telling about the injustice she had suffered.

She shouldn't have suffered this, a young woman with a bright future, but it came to an abrupt end for reasons she didn't understand.

Why are innocent people being harmed?

Why are innocent people dying?

Why are those who do evil being protected?

Why should she, as a weak person and a victim, be suppressed?

She asked one after another, and Mo Bei listened silently, feeling the anger and despair in the air.

After a long time, Mo Bei spoke: "I don't know either." ”

Zhao Yuanyuan quieted down, her eyes rolling, and she stared at her closely.

"I don't know why...... Mo Bei didn't know how to appease the restless soul below, so he could only make his voice very soft and kind, "Anyway, it's all over." ”

"Ha......" Zhao Yuanyuan made a sound, she really couldn't laugh, her stiff face made her unable to make superfluous expressions, and the dead tear glands could no longer secrete fluid.

She raised her head, and Mo Bei didn't feel her relief.

But she raised her head.

A thin thread like spider silk was wrapped around her neck, tightly tucked into her flesh.

"Let me go......"

Mo Bei didn't know what it was, she reached out and touched it, and when her fingertips touched the cold skin, she heard a slight sound of her hair breaking in her ears.

The thin thread was gone, and the tip of Mo Bei's index finger was cut, and blood was surging.

Zhao Yuanyuan lay quietly on the ground, her eyes between her hair facing the ceiling, and finally left with pain.

She looked back at Tang Song and said softly: "No wonder Liu Qingming always said that it wasn't him, it turned out that Zhao Yuanyuan was jumping into the river by herself......"

He leaned against the opposite wall and stared at her, "That's all you thought?" ”

"What do you think I'm going to think?" She raised her eyebrows and said lightly something very personal and emotional, "For example, if they do evil, they should correct the Fa on the spot?" Should I support Zhao Yuanyuan for a tooth? If I subdue Zhao Yuanyuan later, the scum inside will be retributed in a short time, and now it's too cheap for him? ”

She said these words, but she always acted like a bystander, calm and sensible, and did not say anything about her emotions.

"No," he shook his head, "you're not that kind of person, I'm just worried about you." ”

Mo Bei was silent and did not answer.

She felt uncomfortable and not worth it, but she wasn't that uncomfortable.

She could tell very clearly, those emotions that overwhelmed her did not belong to her, and she could not produce such lush emotions.

She knew what Tang Song wanted to say, this person can always guess a lot of things, but he stops at the point, hangs people up and down, and can't fall to the ground, which makes people panic, and he won't feel offended.

made Mo Bei always want to pour all his thoughts to him, but he was blocked back by his fluttering change of topic.

"Hungry or not? Do you want to go to dinner? Tang Song interrupted her thoughts.

"Hungry," she nodded, "you have time to eat?" ”

"I don't have time," Tang Song smiled, "but I still have to eat." ”