Chapter 12: He's Afraid

I stopped and looked at him quietly.

I knew very well in my heart that I didn't know this person at all.

Well, the only explanation is that he is acting.

But how did he know about me as a person, and how did he disguise the fear in his eyes to be so realistic.

"Who are you? Why did you kill Pan Youming? I said coldly.

The man's mood calmed down a little, his lips opened and closed slightly, and a sound came out of his hoarse voice, as if repeating something,

I leaned in a little closer,

At this time, I heard the words that he had been repeating in his mouth was,

"It's really you, it's really you, it's really you......"

I was about to move closer to him, but I saw the look of fear on his face intensify, and his hands waved wildly.

"Don't come, don't come......"

This man is really strange, obviously he asked to see me, and now he is afraid of this, and he told me not to come.

I was anxious to know the identity of this person and the purpose of his killing of Pan Youming, and I couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

However, just as I walked up to the man and tried to continue questioning him, I saw the man's body jerk, and then the whole person collapsed on the interrogation chair.

A bad feeling suddenly rose in my mind.

Before I could reach out to test it, Cheng Qihao had already brought someone in.

Cheng Qihao asked the man to take the man to the autopsy department,

The autopsy department gave the result that the man's cause of death was a heart attack caused by emotional turmoil.

The cause of death really surprised me.

And why did that man have such a big mood swing when he saw me? Does he know me? But even if you know me, you don't have to.

What the hell is going on?

Because of the death accident involving two people, Cheng Qihao detained me in the police station for a whole day.

It wasn't until Chen Mo came to ask Cheng Qihao for someone that he agreed to let me out.

In Chen Mo's office, he slowly lit a cigarette.

Throwing the mobile phone that was turned out of Liu Ju's house on the table in front of me, "Tell me, why did you call Liu Ju the night before yesterday, and what did you say on the phone?" ”

It seems that Chen Mo has already found someone to fix Liu Ju's phone, so he knows that I made the last phone call last night, that is, before Liu Ju's death, but he doesn't know what the specific content of the phone call between us is.

Since the time of my phone call with Liu Ju was very close to the time of Liu Ju's death, he thought that Liu Ju's death was related to that phone call.

So it's going to find out about me.

I reached out and touched Liu Ju's mobile phone,

Just yesterday, we were still communicating on the phone, and in the blink of an eye, the person who could speak was gone.

"Mr. Chen, don't work me, I don't know what you're looking for, but I'm pretty sure I'm not the person you're looking for." I withdrew my hand from Liu Ju's phone and spoke lightly.

Chen Mo took a hard puff of his cigarette and sprayed all the smoke rings on my face.

Suddenly, in front of my eyes, there was a cloud of mist, and I couldn't see anything clearly.

"So sure?" In a blur, I heard Chen Mo's voice coming from the other end of the cloud.

I choked and coughed twice,

"Ahem......"

"Shouldn't I be sure of my own identity?"

Chen Mo sneered, "I don't think so, otherwise, why in the police station, the murderer of Pan Youming will have mood swings to death when he sees you, but you don't even remember who he is?" ”

Hearing Chen Mo's words, I raised my head, and this is where I was confused.