"Please mourn ......" Taking a deep breath, Qian Hao took out his notebook from his pocket and prepared to ask.

The slender and slender left hand blocked in front of Qian Hao, and Xiao Ning raised his eyes confidently.

"Hello, when did your husband disappear?" With a nonchalant tone, his eyes scanned the huge room lightly, Xiao Ning's appearance made Qian Hao angry.

Fortunately, Meng Yajing was immersed in grief, and didn't seem to notice Xiao Ning's unreliability, she twisted her hands together, bit her lip tightly, and thought about it for a long time before she made a choked voice: "I don't know the specific time, I went to the set around seven o'clock last night, and I only came back this morning, and on the way back, I got the news of his death from you." ”

"Really?" The source of the voice changed positions, and even Meng Yajing couldn't help but look up.

Xiao Ning stood in front of the two-meter-tall wedding photo, turned his head and said with a smile: "Your husband is very good-looking." ”

"Huh?" couldn't help but let out a faint exclamation, Meng Ya was stunned and said, "Thank you, after all, he is also a TV worker." ”

"Huh?" Xiao Ning pretended to be surprised and let out an exclamation, scratching his head and saying, "Why am I not impressed? ”

"Xiao Ning, sit down." Li Ke frowned, reminded in a low voice, and then turned his head to Meng Yajing and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, his character is like this." ”

Shaking her head gently, Meng Yajing lowered her head slightly, as if recalling the good memories of the past, and said sadly: "This is also reasonable, after all, his work has just started......"

Before Meng Yajing finished speaking, Xiao Ning looked surprised again, and directly interrupted: "Liar, right?" How can you buy such a big house just starting out? And this photo," he pointed to the single photo in the corner of the wall, on which was Su Zhixuan in a straight suit, "This is in some large-scale show, right?" Do you have such good resources when you first debut? ”

"Xiao Ning!" It was Qian Hao who spoke this time.

"It's me," took another deep breath, Meng Yajing's good temper made Qian Hao feel more and more apologetic, she raised her head and showed a wistful smile, "Actually, everyone has known this for a long time, I am a few years older than him, and my career has stabilized, people say that he has climbed my high branches, but I know that he is actually very talented." ”

Speaking of this, Meng Yajing couldn't bear it anymore, and covered her haggard face and cried bitterly.

Sitting on the sofa again, Xiao Ning did not show any repentance and guilt, and continued to ask: "Then may I ask, does Mr. Su Zhixuan have any bad friends?" ”

"Fighting?" Repeating a sentence in confusion, Meng Yajing's pupils shrank, and she raised her head in a panic, her lips trembling slightly.

Her shoulders trembled slightly, Meng Yajing lowered her head again, and then the sobbing sound resounded throughout the empty room, making the listener sad.

"No, he has always been a gentle person," a bleak smile curled into the corners of his mouth, and Meng Yajing's fingers kept stroking over her jet-black hair, "He is very good to everyone, why?" Why? ”

"Oh," the deliberately long voice made people feel uncomfortable, Xiao Ning smiled again, and said, "Then may I ask Mr. Su Zhixuan whether he has suicidal tendencies?" ”

"This?" As if remembering something, Meng Yajing suddenly raised her head and ran quickly to the bedroom, the sound of chaotic rummaging was endless, and after a while, she hurried back again, holding a few medicine bottles in her hands.

"This is what I found out not long ago, he seems to have been taking these medicines, I went to the Internet to look it up, it seems to be a drug for depression." Scratching her messy hair in pain, Meng Yajing said to herself: "I should have found out earlier, he has endured too much alone, perhaps, I also gave him invisible pressure, right?" ”

"It's not invisible," picking up a medicine bottle casually, Xiao Ning casually flipped it, and said without even looking at it: "He relied on you to get so much, how can it be invisible?" ”

"Xiao Ning!" Qian Hao got up suddenly and said angrily: "If you do this again, go back." ”

Xiao Ning stared at Meng Yajing with a pair of clear and deep eyes as if he hadn't heard it, and said meaningfully: "In addition, it's a pity that your husband didn't commit suicide, and the so-called suicidal tendencies have completely lost their effect. ”

"What's going on?" Meng Yajing couldn't help but scream, her body shook unconsciously, and she asked bitterly, "Could it be that my husband was killed by someone?" ”

"Well," Xiao Ning didn't mean to hide it at all, "although he was run over by the train, Mr. Su already had a fatal wound on his chest. ”

"Could it be something on the wheels of the train?" Meng Yajing licked her dry lips, "For example, something like spokes was inserted into the chest first, and then the whole car ran over?" ”

"What's this?" Xiao Ning clasped his hands together, rubbed his lips with his two index fingers, and suddenly smiled: "We are not murderers after all, how can we know?" Miss Meng is really not comparable to ordinary people, and her remarks just now seem to be from the perspective of the murderer. ”

The trembling of her shoulders was a little bigger, but a touch of resoluteness appeared in Meng Yajing's eyes, and she put away her sad look, and she said coldly: "What are you talking about?" Enough, I'm tired. Glancing at the door, she added, "Please be sure to find the murderer and comfort my husband's spirit in heaven." ”

"We'll find out," Xiao Ning said expressionlessly, "The more you do, the more flaws you will reveal, but unfortunately, once some gears turn, even if you want to stop, there is no way to stop them." ”

After speaking, Xiao Ning got up and stretched, and showed a heartless smile to Li Ke, "I'm hungry, go eat steak." ”

Stepping into the entrance with slender legs, Xiao Ning suddenly turned his head and said casually: "Speaking of which, Miss Meng is really professional, even if she is acting in that kind of brainless Qing palace drama, she has rummaged through so much information." In addition, the wound on the neck is very realistic. ”

Looking at Xiao Ning, who walked out of the villa by himself after speaking, Li Ke sighed helplessly and followed quickly.

"What gear? Why can't I terminate it? ”

"The gears of society, well, maybe it should be called the exchange of courtesies?"

Listening to the brainless conversation outside the door, Qian Haowo was furious, got up and bowed, and he said in a deep voice: "I'm really sorry, please mourn and change, if there is any clue about the murderer, please contact us." ”

The last policeman disappeared into the high-end residential area, and Meng Yajing finally breathed a sigh of relief, her cold body collapsed weakly on the sofa, and her back was completely soaked with cold sweat.

Drip.

Like a coin falling in her head, Meng Yajing's face turned pale, and she walked quickly to the bedroom, turned on the computer, but quickly closed it.

The icy temperature hit from the deepest part of the body, and the white and tender neck seemed to be tightly held again, and the curtains were closed, and Meng Ya lay flat on the bed in silence.

The eccentric cop was right, once something starts, it can't be stopped, and there's no way back.