"Mu Sen, why do you have a different taste when you say it?" Mo Ziqi stood beside Mu Sen, looked at Mu Sen with a smile, and then continued: "Why do you want to turn me evil? If I am Satan, then you are Lucifer, you have me, I have you, you are me, I am you, you are me, I am you. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info So, you don't really benefit you if you say bad things about me. ”

With that, Mo Ziqi picked up the test tubes and filter paper on the table and walked out of the interrogation room. He had a lot to explain to forensics, at the very least, they needed to verify that the blood stains on the cello were macro, or...... Isn't it only macro-wave. In the case of Du Xiaoya, even if she has killed more than one person, it shouldn't be strange.

In the process of hearing Du Xiaoya's case, Mu Sen did not want to continue to participate. Although Du Xiaoya is the ultimate murderer, Mu Sen is still very sympathetic to her. Thinking about the occasional moment of sobriety must have made her miserable. If it weren't for such a mental illness, maybe she would have become a good cellist in the future.

Mu Sen came to Mo Zidi's office, wanting to reward this indispensable "doctor". It's already very hard to solve the case these days, and he still has to do an autopsy and analyze Du Xiaoya's psychological illness, so of course he will be more tired. So at this moment, Mu Sen sat down beside Mo Zitong with a sincere smile and asked, "Please have a good meal tonight!" ”

Mo Ziqi lazily raised his eyes and looked at Mu Sen and said, "Why do I think I've heard this sentence many times?" ”

"This time it's true!"

“……”

"No, it wasn't fake in the past, but it was always delayed for various reasons, wasn't it? Let's go for a big dinner today, what do you want to eat, how about it? Mu Sen pulled out an exaggerated smile and looked at Mo Zidi, waiting for a reply.

Mo Ziqi smiled helplessly and said, "I hope you have enough money to treat me to a good meal." ”

Originally, they wanted to bring Captain Wu with them, and they should relax together after fighting side by side for days. However, Captain Wu still has some trivial matters that need to be dealt with as soon as possible, so there is no way for them to eat this meal together.

Mo Zitong told Mu Sen to let him go to the restaurant by himself first, and then call when he got to the place. He hadn't changed his clothes much in the past two or three days, and for Mo Zidi, who was a little bit clean, it was simply torture. If you don't take a good shower and change your clothes, you will feel no appetite for anything.

As a good friend, Mu Sen knew about Mo Zitong's problem, so he decided at the moment that in order to show his sincerity, he went to find a "big meal" place by himself, and Mo Zitong went back to take a bath and change clothes. Wait until it's time to eat, and then they will contact and meet.

Driving alone on the bustling streets, Mu Sen suddenly had a feeling of waking up from a dream. It's as if everything that happened before was a nightmare, and now that he wakes up, it's all over. There is no l, there is no murderer, Guan Ting is still waiting for him at home, everything is still the same......

However, when Mussen held the steering wheel with his left hand and subconsciously put his right hand on his ribs, the scar that could be felt through his shirt reminded him...... The nightmare has long been a reality.

While searching for a restaurant, Mousson tried to keep himself as distracted as possible. Because he couldn't be alone and couldn't blend in with the traffic. Some bitter pain and hatred will come out at some point and devour his heart.

Mu Sen sat in the car and adjusted himself as much as he could, taking a deep breath while looking at the dazzling array of large and small restaurants on the roadside. He was struggling to figure out where to eat this feast.

Because he knows too well, Mo Zitong has too many problems with eating, he doesn't eat ginger, garlic, and everything that tastes weird or has a strong taste. He doesn't eat river fish and shrimp, he eats a lot of delicacies from the mountains and seas, and he doesn't like it so much. And he doesn't eat the meat of special animals, and if he sees a dog restaurant or a rabbit restaurant, it will affect his appetite for the day. Not every animal is meant to be eaten, he said. In fact, every animal should not be meant to be eaten.

So this led to a big problem for Mu Sen to choose a restaurant, and after thinking about it, he felt that maybe Western food was a good choice. Steak is a kind of meat, Mo Zitong should still be acceptable, potatoes and potatoes are not special animals, and there is no special taste, and the atmosphere of the Western restaurant is relatively quiet, Mo Zitong doesn't like to be too noisy.

Since it is a treat, of course, it is necessary to take into account the feelings of the person being invited. So Mu Sen finally decided to book two seats in this seemingly good Western restaurant in front of him. He and Mo Ziqi often eat together, but it is so formal and so costly for Mu Sen...... Or for the first time. Because in the past, the people who spent money on treats were all Mo Zitong......

After booking a seat, Mu Sen called Mo Ziqi and told him the name and location of the restaurant. When Mo Zitong arrived at dinner time, he couldn't help but be surprised, he didn't expect that a person like Mu Sen, who was used to "eating and drinking", would really treat people to a big meal.

The elegant environment is very suitable for Mo Zidi's demeanor. But as soon as he sat down, Mo Ziqi asked Mu Sen, "Have you done something wrong?" Or do you have something to ask me for? ”

Mu Sen replied with a cold face: "Isn't it a little too dark for this friend of yours?" I've said it all, and I'm really treating you. Eat with confidence, no traps. ”

Mo Zitong took the menu handed by the waiter and slowly flipped through it. Anyway, for Western food, Mu Sen is not particularly studied. So I simply asked Mo Zitong to order the food for me.

Just as Mo Zitong ordered the third dish, he suddenly looked up at the waiter. The waiter, who looked like an English gentleman, was slightly stunned, but still smiled at Mo Zitong elegantly and politely and asked, "Hello sir, is there anything you can do to help you?" ”

"Who got this from?" Mo Zitong shook the menu in his hand.

The waiter was a little surprised, but he still turned around and pointed to a table in the corner and explained to Mo Ziyan: "It was taken from that empty table, there was some small problem in the restaurant just now, and the menu was missing, so I could only bring the one from that table." Any questions, please? ”

"Is there anyone before the table?" Mo Ziqi asked again.

The waiter recalled for a moment and said, "I don't think so, I don't quite remember." ”

Mo Zidi was slightly stunned, then casually ordered a few more dishes, and let the waiter serve the dishes.

Mu Sen had been sitting opposite Mo Ziyan, and of course he could see that something was wrong with him. So when the waiter left, Mussen asked, "What?" Got something on the menu? ”

Mo Zitong lowered his head and handed a piece of paper in his hand to Mu Sen. On the pieces of paper, it was the printing font that they were so familiar that they couldn't be more familiar with it, and Mu Sen knew that the devil's game had begun again.