Now that the girl is relieved, her purpose has been achieved.

Song Mo paused, his lips hooked, "Cooperation? ”

"But you'll have to let me in and see what is going on first." The girl insisted, "I can't even see the teacher for the last time, right?" ”

"If you want to see someone, it is recommended to turn left to the funeral home, there is nothing to see in this house." Song Mo put his hands in his pockets, "That is, some traces of fighting, and I don't know who left them." ”

"It must be the one surnamed Liang!" The girl screamed.

"Speak slowly, little sister."

"My name is Ren Chunxia, and I'm a sophomore in high school." The girl's rebellious heart rose again, "You look about the same age as me, whose sister are you called?" ”

Song Mo sweated soybeans.

No matter how young she is, she is also a college student who has been in her shoes for two and a half months, how can she be younger than a high school student?

This little sister is really not cute, she will blow up her hair at any word.

She breathed a sigh of relief and took out the attitude of a big sister, "Who is the surname Liang you are talking about?" ”

"It's called Liang Xiaoyi, and I'm always looking for trouble. He had fought with the teacher several times, and he was very fierce. Ren Chunxia played with his hair.

"How?"

The girl was a little nervous, "Just a few days ago, he quarreled with the teacher, and I saw him hit the teacher with a stool, and the legs of the stool were broken." ”

At that time, the argument between the two was very fierce, and she watched from behind, a little scared.

The warriors moved their hands, their fists and palms intersected, and the sound of the wind alone was terrifying.

"Did they say anything when they got into a fight?"

"Did he say anything like that he shouldn't die well...... Then, he really ...... with the teacher" Speaking of this, Ren Chunxia suddenly became uneasy.

She looked like an ordinary girl who had never experienced such a tragic scene, and she was full of fear.

"Don't be afraid, my sister is here." Song Mo touched her hair.

"You guess you're not as old as me, what's your name, sister?"

Song Mo sweated soybeans.

Yes, does this girl have to have some herbal pig's heart soup to replenish her heart and eyes?

"Well, but I won't go with you to find that old man Liang, he talks too much, I don't dare to see him again." Ren Chunxia blinked, "Be careful when you go to him." ”

The girl dangled her braids and ran away.

Leaving Ren Chunxia's contact information, Song Mo decided to go find this Liang Xiaoyi to see the situation.

She shook the jade gourd on her wrist, thinking that no matter how she spoke, she wouldn't be afraid.

Liang Xiaoyi lives not far away.

The place is smaller, it is also dilapidated, there are no women around him, he doesn't take care of himself much, he works as a security guard in a certain company, and he has a big black face, which has scared off many people.

It was just when he got off work when he saw a young girl with clear eyebrows waiting in front of his door, and he thought it was strange.

"What are you doing with a pestle in front of Lao Tzu's house?" Liang Xiaoyi's eyes were a little unkind.

There was a nice eaves in front of his house suitable for sheltering from the rain, but now that it was not raining, he would not take people in to hide here.

"Waiting for you." Song Mo straightened his hair, "There are some things I want to ask." ”

"Alright," he said, pulling out the key from his belt and opening the door, "come in, and leave when you're done." ”

He was very upset, when he went to work, a well-dressed little white face came to ask questions, and now after work, another chick came to ask questions.

"I heard that you had a fight with He Qingquan, smashed him with a stool, and broke the stool leg." She asked about the situation.

As soon as he talked about He Qingquan, Liang Xiaoyi suddenly became irritable, "That's that stupid person who should be beaten, his brain can't be opened without a few hits, and it's as hard as an elm pimple-"

Liang Xiaoyi spoke endlessly, while Song Mo listened patiently.

Lao Liang is a murderer, at least he is a rectum, and there are not so many twists and turns.

"When did you fight him?"

"I don't remember exactly, it rained after the fight anyway, and I didn't want to spend the night with this stupid man, so I went back."

"Coming back in the rain?" Song Mo was curious.

"It's going to rain so much, and Lao Tzu didn't mean to look for rain, of course he took the wooden head!"

Song Mo: "......"

She swept around the room, "Where's the umbrella, have you returned it?" ”

"No, the one on the windowsill, the yellow of the girls chirping." Lao Liang pointed in the direction.

On the windowsill was a creamy umbrella of an abrupt color, like a little girl had landed here.

"You haven't been out since?" She continued.

"What are you doing out in such a heavy rain?"

Song Mo smiled awkwardly and moved on to the next question.

"When you were arguing with your uncle, did you see other people, for example, high school girls?" She observed Liang Xiaoyi's expression.

Lao Liang pondered for a while and remembered the situation that day, "Ren Chunxia? You can't believe her nonsense and want to wrong me, do you? ”

"Huh? I didn't. Song Mo wondered, "What happened that night?" ”

She was about to ask the point, Liang Xiaoyi was suddenly a little annoyed, "Go out, go out, go out, are you annoyed to ask so much?" ”

He had a lot of strength, directly pushed Song Mo away, pushed the person out of the door, slammed the door, and locked it.

"Uncle! Uncle Liang? Song Mo knocked on the door twice, and when he saw that people ignored him, he knew that he had eaten the closed door.

She was kicked out and didn't know what to say.

Thinking back to the question just now, Lao Liang exploded as soon as he was asked about what happened that night, and it was obvious that what happened that night was very suspicious.

As for Ren Chunxia, a high school student, no matter how cunning she is, she can't slip her head anywhere, what does Lao Liang bother her?

And Liang Xiaoyi, he doesn't look like a scheming person, if he has scheming to behave like a rectum, it is very suspicious.

This matter should involve more than just these two people, there should be other clues.

A district prison in Dijing.

The young man cut his hair, handed over the documents, and after the review was completed, someone naturally took him to the reception room.

There was already a man sitting in the reception room, a very young woman, with no light in her eyes, and she was completely blind.

She heard footsteps and turned her head in the direction of Fang Xing, the iron cuff on her wrist making a slight noise.

Fang Xing sat down in his seat, picked up the phone next to him, and put it to his ear.

The woman stretched out her hand to the side to find her own answering port, but she didn't touch it, Fang Xing knocked on the glass and signaled her direction.

The two began to communicate.

"Hello, Ms. Yuan."

"Hello." Yuan Mandong's voice was very calm.

"I'm here to tell you that your friend and Kiyoizumi have passed away." Fang Xing talked about the situation while watching her reaction.

The woman's hands trembled slightly, and even her wrists made a metal crashing sound.

"Ah He went?" She couldn't believe it.

Fang Xing repeated the facts, "Yes, he was stripped of his heart and died, do you have any clues here?" ”

The woman's eyelashes twitched slightly, and finally she shook her head in confusion.