Lin Lang looked back at them, the light in the corridor shone down from behind her, she couldn't see her expression clearly, she could only hear her voice, very low and depressed: "I didn't kill anyone." ”

Click, the door closed, Fu Chuan breathed a sigh of relief: "Do you think she will agree to donate blood to Xiao Wen?" ”

"I hope she's self-aware."

"Then do you think she killed the real Lin Lang?"

Fu Nanli picked up his glass and took a sip of whiskey: "I'm not God, I don't have God's perspective, I don't know." ”

When Lin Lang returned home, the cabinet full of wine had suffered and was smashed by her, and the house was red, looking shocking, like blood had been shed all over the place.

She sat by the window, took the only remaining bottle of wine, poured a little, and took a slow sip.

"Wen Qiao should be damned, Wen Qiao is really damned."

If it weren't for Wincho suddenly breaking her already balanced life, how could she be in such a situation?

In the past five years, she has worked hard and conscientiously, and finally fought hard in her career, and got the coveted actress, and she should have a bright future in the future.

But now, ruined, everything is ruined.

The edifice is about to collapse, and she seems to have seen her future, and everything she has is about to collapse.

She slid her phone and sent a message out, her life was ruined, she didn't want Wen Qiao to be happy, she had to pull a cushion anyway.

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Wen family, Wen Qiao, who has finished the final exam, has ushered in the winter vacation again, and she is learning medical skills with her brother-in-law every day, so she has a lot of time.

On this day, she was reading a strange story, which said that a fox fairy coveted the life of a rich lady, so she replaced the rich lady and lived her life.

Wen Qiao's eyes suddenly lit up, and he inexplicably felt that this story was very familiar.

She thought of Lin Lang, and then remembered what Du Weiyang said, her cousin's temperament had completely changed, and she never changed back to the gentle and thoughtful cousin she used to be.

So it's not a split personality, it's not the same as He Xihuai's symptoms.

Could it be, the current Lin Lang is no longer the original Lin Lang.

Wen Qiao was shocked by this idea of his own, it was a woman's intuition, and once this intuition took shape in his mind, it could never linger again.

She hurriedly went to Zhonghuan Group, found Fu Nanli, and told him her conjectures.

There was silence in the room for a while, and Wen Qiao patted his head: "Am I thinking too complicated?" ”

Fu Nanli was shocked, he asked Fu Chuan to investigate in all aspects before he came to such a conclusion, and Wen Qiao just speculated on his own, and it was so accurate.

Does his Joel still have the potential to be a detective?

He took her hand and made her sit on his lap.

"How did you come up with that?"

Wen Qiao said his reasoning, and Fu Nanli raised his eyebrows: "It's clever." ”

"So I'm right in my reasoning?"

"Yes."

"Then call the police."

Fu Nanli stretched out his hand and pressed his eyebrows: "So as not to cause extraneous branches, wait until she finishes donating blood to you and then call the police." ”

Wen Qiao: "Did you say she killed Lin Lang?" Then she is really cruel, killing others, replacing other people's lives, and no one knows about it for five years. ”

How careful is this thinking?

"She said she didn't kill Lin Lang."

Wen Qiao snorted lightly: "How can a murderer say that he killed someone?" However, the real Lin Lang's body can't be found, even if we call the police, is there nothing we can do about her? ”