"You just have to answer my words, recognize it or not, you know my methods, don't test my patience. ”

Song Zhuohai finally warned.

As a younger sister, Song Zhuolan naturally knows how powerful her big brother's methods are.

It is precisely because she knows that when she brought the landscape painting back then, she was terrified and did not sleep well for more than half a month.

Song Zhuolan smiled reluctantly, trying to make herself look natural, "Big brother, there are some things I recognize, but except for the violet that I sent, the others are not sent by me!"

I've only seen it, after all, I often go back to Song's house to visit our father, and it's not strange to see it, isn't it?

However, I have never seen this black thing, and I don't know what it came from. ”

The brush among the four things, but her son gave it to Old Man Song, if she doesn't recognize it, it will be a little unreasonable.

As for the jade dragon carved by jade, she also arranged for someone to send it to Song Zhuohai.

If Song Zhuohai investigated carefully, she would still be able to investigate, so she admitted it first, which is always right.

As for the black block of the doll, she buried it in the soil of the flower garden with her own hands, if she said that she had seen it, wouldn't she not confess herself?

Song Zhuolan had a good idea in her heart, and she answered cautiously, for fear that Song Zhuohai would notice any flaws.

However, even though she was cautious and spoke without leakage, she still failed to win the slightest trust from Song Zhuohai.

"I only do what I am sure of, and since I have people arrest you, it is already certain that you will do it.

Do you think that if you don't admit it and quibble, I don't know how many good things you've done?"

Song Zhuohai picked up the violet on the coffee table and smashed it directly on Song Zhuolan.

"This plate of violet, the soil is full of your blood DNA, how do you explain this!"

Song Zhuolan reflexively caught what hit her, but the next moment she let go of her hand in a panic and took several steps back.

It's like that pot of violets, some kind of dirty thing.

"Smack-"

The violet slammed to the ground, the flower pot shattered instantly, and the dark red soil sprinkled all over the ground.

Seeing the dark red soil, Song Zhuolan's pupils constricted, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

This violet, Master Li asked her to use her own blood to raise it for a month before it succeeded.

On the night of the incident, she seemed to see something dirty on the violet, and she was so frightened that she never dared to touch it again.

Even if he brought it to the Song family and gave it to Fang Yueqiu, he would let the maid take it along the way.

"I, I ......"

Sensing that her reaction was too much, Song Zhuolan had a bad heart, and hurriedly wanted to get over.

It's a pity that Song Zhuohai didn't give her this opportunity at all.

"There is also this thing, the blood detected on it is Zixuan's, and the birth date on it is also Zixuan's!"

Song Zhuohai threw the thing on Song Zhuolan again, and grabbed another handful of jade fragments.

"This jade jade dragon was the one you worked hard to get people to transfer to me.

There is also a rune paper in it, which writes my birth date and Ye Mingyang's birth date.

You want to transfer my luck to Ye Mingyang, so that he can rise step by step, and let me die!"

As Song Zhuohai spoke, Song Zhuolan's eyes widened and widened, and her eyes were full of horror.

It seems that Song Zhuolan didn't even know the role of rune paper.

Song Zhuolan's face turned white, her lips trembled, and she wanted to defend herself, but she found that she couldn't say anything.

Song Zhuohai seemed to know what she wanted to say, and said with a gloomy face, "You don't have to argue, I have already sent someone to investigate, and suddenly regretted the company that cooperated with the Song family, and turned around to cooperate with the Ye family."

One can be said to be a coincidence, two or three, but it is not as simple as a coincidence. ”

As the words fell, Song Zhuohai threw the jade fragments in his hand onto Song Zhuolan.

Song Zhuolan wanted to hide, but she didn't know when her body became a little stiff, so she couldn't move.

"And this brush, which was given by your good son to the old man. ”

Song Zhuohai was extremely angry, his body trembled slightly, and his eyes as sharp as knives stared at Ye Nanbo.

ps: Whoa~ I'm here to ask for tickets again~~ I need tickets every day, and I need the love of babies every day~ I love you [blushing~] Hahaha~