Through the extremely rich perfume smell of the long car, the smell of blood wafted out.

The police opened the long car and saw Wang Du's serene face and blood stains on his neck.

Fu Xin's pupils shrank, he took a step back, stumbled under his feet, and almost fell.

Fan Yi's eyes were quick and his hands almost half supported her waist.

Everything that followed went so naturally that Fan Yi provided the police with all the evidence that Zhou Chuan had assigned Wang Du to kill his father, and in view of the appearance of the corpse, the police cordoned off the entire building, and not a single fly could fly out.

Zhou Chuan originally wanted to jump out of the window and climb down, but found that the police had surrounded every corner of the entire building - he was certain to die.

In the quiet office, the head of the criminal investigation team had eagle-like eyes and asked someone to handcuff him.

Zhou Chuan broke free of the handcuffs, of course, he couldn't compare to those practitioners, and he was restrained in three or two clicks.

A hint of anger appeared on his always greasy face: "What do you mean?!" ”

He saw Fan Yi leaning against the door, and saw his indifferent and intact legs

The captain raised his eyebrows, spoke sharply, and asked, "We found Wang Du's blood on your table, what else do you want to justify?" ”

Zhou Chuan sneered: "If you find bloodstains, it proves that I killed it?" What about the evidence? ”

"It can't be proved that you killed Wang Du yet, but there is already evidence that you killed Fan Jing."

As he spoke, the sound of the recording came out of Fan Yi's mobile phone, and Wang Du's voice was extremely clear, explaining every detail of Zhou Chuan's crime clearly, even the witnesses who could give evidence in the middle.

Zhou Chuan's face became paler and paler, his eyes gradually became cloudy, and he stared at Fan Yi viciously.

Fan Yi was fearless, looking back at his gaze, with a sneering smile on his face, cold and ruthless.

The police escorted Zhou Chuan, searched every corner of this room in a carpet manner, and finally found a bloody knife in the safe, and after examination, the blood stains on it belonged to Wang Du, but there were Zhou Chuan's fingerprints.

There was nothing to cover up, and Zhou Chuan didn't even have time to cover it up, so he went to prison and waited for the trial of the law.

Seeing Zhou Chuan being escorted away, Fan Yi's vision was a little dazed, and the stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

At the moment when he walked out of the door, Fan Yi's figure staggered, and in the next second, he closed his eyes and fell to the ground!

Fu Xin immediately clasped his shoulders and barely helped him up, and the policeman on the side also came over to help her up when he saw this, and hurriedly sent her to the nearest hospital, but it turned out that it was low blood sugar, just go back and take some medicine to rest.

Fan Yi went back in a motion sickness, and along the way, he only felt that his body was hollowed out and he was too weak to do it.

He could only vaguely open his eyes and see Fu Xin frowning slightly next to him, looking at her holding the medicine in her hand.

Fu Xin's eyes kept staring at the manual, what how many times a day and what amount, etc., she read it out to herself, so that she could remember it in her heart.

Fan Yi put his hand on her hand, gently pushed open the medicine box, squinted at the small font, and reluctantly said: "Don't look at it in the car, it hurts your eyes." ”

"Okay."

Fu Xin put away the medicine box very obediently, but seeing that Fan Yi didn't mean to take her hand away, she couldn't push it away, so she simply gave him a ride, thinking that he was dizzy now, and it might be more secure for him to be able to touch things.

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