Huang Wei sat alone in the corner of the room, wondering if there was still a flaw in what he had done. Huang Wei may not know about the existence of Facelings, he just hopes to have a small world of his own in the entertainment industry, and he doesn't expect anything else.

As for money, he is not short at present, if it is just to make money, he can continue to work in Shangyuan Entertainment Company, the stars cultivated by Shangyuan are not one or two, but also one of the largest companies in the domestic entertainment industry, coupled with the boss's appreciation of him, it is not a problem to earn one or two million a year.

Therefore, what Huang Wei wants is fame and a stepping stone to enter the upper class, no matter how many resources he has, he is just a manager, except for small stars, those rich bosses don't bother to associate with him at all.

But Huang Wei is an arrogant person, the more things he can't do, the more he has to do it and try it, just like this time, deceiving Mrs. Yun is only the first step, the purpose is to attract the attention of Yun Yicheng, let him investigate this matter in depth, and pass the information to the police and Yun Yeyao.

Next, he is going to do something special to make himself disappear completely, disappear without a trace, and no one can find him. Why? At present, only Huang Wei knows in his heart that he does not intend to tell anyone at all.

This matter can only be started by him alone and ended by him alone, and any helper involved will make things go in the opposite direction, so Huang Wei must take it step by step and be cautious.

So entering the upper class, is it really the goal that Huang Wei must achieve? Or is that really the only thing he wants to achieve?

At present, we can't see that there is any necessary connection between deceiving Mrs. Yun and Huang Wei to want to enter high society? Mrs. Yun is just the wife of an old screenwriter, at most she can only be regarded as the wife of a well-known writer, what good is it for his promotion?

The doubts grew, and as the number of people killed increased, we were once again plunged into an unpredictable fog, and the demon always opened his night-colored mantle and blinded everyone's eyes, thinking that he could turn them all into his slaves.

But in fact, time and time again, detectives and detectives tore off the demon's mantle and exposed him to the sun, and whenever the darkness was at its deepest, the dawn full of light would never be far away.

At this moment, Huang Wei also holds this thought, but the difficulties in front of him are different from the darkness faced by detectives and criminal police, Huang Wei is falling into the quagmire of crime step by step, when the water of the mire is not above his head, he will face eternal darkness.

Chapter 707: The Pickup Truck Seaside Wine Barrel Murder Begins with Act 38

Looking back at the police station, Mo Haiyou temporarily put aside the work in the autopsy room, and was sitting in front of Wang Haicheng at the moment, staring at the sanitation worker in his 50s.

Wang Haicheng is indeed a very kind-looking person, he lowered his eyebrows and looked pleased, his expression could even be said to be a little wooden, Mo Haiyou was judging, from the other party's temperament and words, the forensic doctor could not feel a trace of sharpness.

"Wang Haicheng, I know that your mother's affairs are cruel to you, but we can't rule you out from suspicion because of this, unless you tell the truth honestly, do you understand?"

Mo Haiyou opened his mouth and said, after telling Wang Haicheng the news of his mother's death, the two of them had been silent in this interrogation room for a long time, but Wang Haicheng didn't mean to speak at all, which made Mo Haiyou a little puzzled.

Finally, the old voice sounded in the interrogation room again: "Forensic Doctor Mo, I don't know the truth, I only know that life has never smiled at me, so I have to think of some other ways to make life more comfortable." Perhaps it was this kind of thinking that made Wang Minglang and Wang Lili decide to use me, an inconspicuous old man. ”

"Everyone wants to live comfortably, and I think your so-called other methods are nothing more than making some extra money from the unit, which is just a trivial matter. As for Wang Minglang and Wang Lili, I think they themselves are also two people who are being used. ”

"This is like a praying mantis, a cicada and a yellow finch, in this case, you are only looking after your own cicada, Wang Minglang and Wang Lili are praying mantises, and behind them there are yellow finches that you can't see."

"Forensic Doctor Mo, I don't really understand what you mean, but when you say that, I can understand that you don't think I'm a murderer, right?" Wang Haicheng asked.

Mo Haiyou said: "You can say this, so, you can feel free to tell me what you want to say, as for whether it is useful for the case, I will judge this." ”

Wang Haicheng raised his head, the man in front of him looked exquisite, and he felt completely different from the daytime. During the day, when Wang Haicheng saw him for the first time, he was frightened by the cold temperament with rejection, so he didn't observe it carefully, but now, Wang Haicheng felt that this face had an inexplicable attraction.

Maybe it was the darkness that softened some of the features on Mo Hai's right face, or maybe it was Wang Haicheng's words that made him sympathetic, but no matter what, Wang Haicheng didn't feel fear at the moment, and he was eager to confide in the loneliness and sadness in his heart, so naturally, he began to open his heart.

The bits and pieces of life are unsatisfactory, buried for too long, and once the gap is opened, they will want to keep talking, as if they want to confide out the endless loneliness and emptiness.

And Mo Haiyou's biggest characteristic is patience, he listened to Wang Haicheng's babbling words, silently analyzed and judged in his heart, and occasionally asked one or two questions, completely like a qualified observer.

Wang Haicheng said: "My mother is a person who does not admit defeat, she has raised me for many years, and before I found a job, she has always raised me, no matter how old I am, no matter how much she complains, she has never given up." ”

When he said these words, Wang Haicheng's expression was flat, but there were obvious traces of wetness on his eyelashes, Mo Haiyou carefully observed his expression and movements, and felt that the sadness could not be faked, so the forensic doctor was already sure that Wang Haicheng was not a murderer.

"I don't say this because of how much I love her, since I was in my 20s, more precisely, since I was in my early 20s, the relationship between me and my mother has become very indifferent, not hate, not love, just a habit."

"But this bland habit makes me irritable, I always want to leave that home, but I can't say it, there are many times, many opportunities I can be separated from my mother and live my own life, but every time I am forced by her strong intervention and have to give up."

"I'm not an ungrateful villain, nor am I a wood with no feelings, it's just that a person has been under strong control, and no matter how warm my heart is, it will gradually cool down, and there will be no more waves."

"But I can't resist too violently, because it will make my mother desperate, she has been lonely for too long, from 28 to 86 years old, she has nothing but me."

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