For the next two days, Mussen stayed in the hospital. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info occasionally went to see Mo Zidi, and occasionally listened to Captain Wu's complaints. But more often than not, he locked himself in the hospital room and quietly looked out the window. He was trying to sort out some doubts more clearly, and at the same time, he was also accompanying Mo Zidi, waiting for him to wake up.

Standing outside Mo Zitong's hospital room, Mu Sen felt very sorry for his best friend. This is the second time in a short period of time that he has looked at Mo Zidi in a coma. And these two times, Mo Zitong's life was in danger. Just a day ago, the doctor bluntly told Mu Sen that it was still unknown when Mo Zitong would wake up. Maybe a day, maybe longer. This is very familiar, when Mo Ziqi was poisoned, the doctor also said so. So, for Moussen, the blow was not very big. Because he believed that Mo Zitong would wake up in time like the last time.

Mu Sen also imagined that if Mo Zitong was L, how much willpower and confidence would he need to be able to kill himself again and again? Such a bitter meat trick seems to need to be 100% accurate, otherwise a few minutes late may kill you completely.

If the previous bet was that Mu Sen would save him in time, then what about this time? Mu Sen also fell, if he really l, he was so ruthless to himself, who was gambling to save him? Captain Wu? No way. Mo Zitong understands his current situation very well, except for Mu Sen, who absolutely believes in him, many people have doubts about him. What's more, Captain Wu is not in this city at all, and it is really unrealistic to expect him.

So after thinking about it, Mu Sen still felt that Mo Ziqi couldn't be L.

After another two days, the doctor finally informed Mu Sen that Mo Zitong had woken up, and he was in good condition and nothing serious.

Mussen didn't think much about it anymore. immediately limped and ran to Mo Zidi's ward.

Mo Zitong's condition was far more serious than Mu Sen thought at the time, in addition to the almost fatal electric shock injury, there were also many fighting injuries. It seems that he did have a fierce fight with Zhao Peng and Ding Chao.

When he saw Mo Zitong, he was still very weak. After all, he has been in a coma for several days, and that injury must be uncomfortable. But when he watched as Mussen came in on crutches. Still widening his eyes in surprise, he asked in a dumb voice, "You...... What's wrong with you? ”

"I'm fine, just a little car accident." Mu Sen said indifferently, and then looked at Mo Zidi's injury.

Mo Ziqi repeated suspiciously: "Small? ”

Mu Sen smiled and didn't answer, and then immediately asked, "Zi Di, what's going on?" Do you know what's going on? ”

Hearing Mu Sen's question, Mo Ziqi suddenly fell silent. There was a hint of panic in his eyes, a hint of panic. This did not escape Mu Sen's eyes, and he immediately asked, "You know that Ding Chao and they are dead." Right. ”

"I think so." Mo Zitong replied in a low voice.

"You see?" Mussen asked.

"Even if you don't see how they died, you should be able to think of it. Because...... Because I saw it......" Mo Zitong finished speaking, and looked up into Mu Sen's eyes.

Mu Sen was stunned for a moment. Because how many times he himself tried to recall what L looked like, but in vain! Now, Mo Ziqi actually said that he saw him.

Mo Zitong knew that Mu Sen was excited at the moment, and he said as tactfully as possible: "Mu Sen, I understand your feelings. But I have to tell you...... I didn't see him clearly. He attacked me from behind me, and I only saw him the moment I fell. It's too dark...... He was dressed in black. The height and body size are about the same as mine, and as for the face...... "I tried to think about what I saw that night. Mo Zitong began to have some headaches.

Seeing this, Mu Sen hurriedly helped him and said, "Okay, okay, don't think about it." What he looks like, I don't want to know anymore. ”

"Why?" Mo Ziqi endured a severe headache and looked at Mu Sen in surprise.

Mu Sen poured Mo Ziqi a glass of warm water and said, "Because I never intended to find him by portrait or wanted warrant." You know, L is good at disguise, he can easily become another person. It's hard to say whether that face is real or not. Even if we did, it would only add to the confusion. It's better not to know. For a person who is good at disguise, the most important thing to know is his heart and behavior, not his appearance. ”

Mo Ziyan took the water cup handed by Mu Sen, lowered his head, and said sadly: "I'm sorry." This time, I couldn't help you. ”

Mu Sen smiled: "If you can survive, you will already do me the greatest favor." That case is closed, and unfortunately, because of this case, it has left a scar on you. ”

Mo Ziqi tilted his head slightly, he knew that Mu Sen was talking about the electric spot. But when he turned his head again, he smiled unmindingly: "Mu Sen, are you indirectly making fun of me?" I'm not so narcissistic that I can't even accept a scar. ”

"There are a lot of things I thought you couldn't accept." Mussen was still joking.

However, Mo Zitong knew that this kind of Mu Sen was very abnormal, something must have happened, and Mu Sen was unwilling to tell him about it. That's why I didn't talk anything serious just now.

"Live ...... Is it just me and the corpse? Mo Zitong asked.

Mu Sen limped to the window and replied disappreciatively: "No, there is still me." ”

“……”

"When I went back to save you, it was really just you and the corpse. Later, I became one of you. But it doesn't matter, I've found evidence of the traces of the murder, we are the victims, there is no suspicion. Mussen said simply.

Mo Zitong didn't say anything more, but he knew that Mu Sen must have worked hard for this "no suspicion". So at this moment, he didn't want to say too much hypocritical words, so he just asked: "What are we going to do next?" ”

Mu Sen coldly hooked the corners of his mouth and said, "Keep hunting that devil, I must find him." Now, I don't care if he can deny his sin, I just want him to disappear from this world. ”

Looking at Mu Sen's cold expression, even Mo Zitong felt a little uncomfortable.

Then, Mussen continued: "When we go back, I believe it won't be long before he continues to give us new topics. One person is killed every eighteen hours in New York, and we won't be able to do that, but we're not far behind. It is not difficult for him to find a homicide, not to mention, he can create a homicide himself. Isn't it? ”

Mo Ziqi stared at Mu Sen fixedly, feeling the slightest psychological change in him. (To be continued.) )