The silence of the study was a little depressing.

Shen Lao cleared his throat with a serious expression: "It's not the Shen family's hand." ”

Lin Nianhe nodded: "It's okay, I've wanted to kill him for a long time." ”

Shen Lao: "Not really. ”

Lin Nianhe: "You don't have to worry about me having a moral cleanliness, I don't even have morality at a certain time. ”

"Not really!"

"Mm-hmm, it's good if you're happy."

“……”

A pot fell from the sky, and Shen Lao almost turned his back on his back and lived next door to Yang Lao.

Although Lin Nianhe's words are very annoying, they are enough to represent the views of most people at the moment.

Among the people who knew about Yang Jiawen's death, half thought that it was the poisonous hand of the Yang family's big house and the second room, and the other half thought that it was the handiwork of the Shen family.

And in a place that no one had paid attention to, a delicate figure stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the photo in his hand, and the corners of his mouth were smiling.

"Long time no see, dear friend."

……

Yang.

At this moment, Yang Jiawen's father was pinching Yang Jiajun's neck, staring at the boss of the Yang family with scarlet eyes.

"My son is dead, and your son should not want to live!"

Yang Jiajun was pinched and his face turned purple, and he grabbed Yang Laosan's wrist in horror and tried to struggle away.

But how can the pain of losing a child be easily broken?

Yang Jiajun only felt that his hands and feet were numb, and he gradually lost his strength.

Boss Yang rushed forward and dragged Yang Laosan: "What are you doing?" Crazy! Think about it with your brain! What's in it for me to kill Arvin? ”

Yang Laosan's hand didn't let go, but he didn't continue to exert force.

The second child also stepped forward and grabbed Yang Laosan's other arm: "Little brother, don't be impulsive, Wen Zai's death is not so simple!" ”

"Think about it, who wants to see us fight the most!"

"Who said that he wanted to kill Wen Zai!"

Yang Laosan's mixed thoughts gradually cleared.

In the middle of the night, he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth:

Lin Nianhe...... There is also the Shen family. ”

……

"Lin Nianhe, we suspect that you have something to do with Yang Jiawen's death, come with us."

When Lin Nianhe was having breakfast in the hotel, several people from the police station suddenly came over and said to Lin Nianhe with an expressionless face.

Lin Nianhe: "Meow meow? ”

Lin Nianhe was shocked.

I was so shocked that I couldn't even speak.

The others were also extremely shocked and looked at Lin Nianhe in astonishment.

Editor-in-Chief Zhu was the first to react, put down his chopsticks and stepped forward: "Hello, I am the person in charge of the exchange group, what can you tell me." ”

"What shall I tell you?" The person who came was very polite, "I don't care if you are an exchange group or what, this is a murder case, I must take her back to investigate." ”

His attitude was extraordinarily resolute.

Editor-in-Chief Zhu frowned, and what else to say, Lin Nianhe had already stood up and stopped him.

"Editor-in-Chief Zhu, don't worry, I'm not afraid of shadows," Lin Nianhe glanced at him vaguely, "Grandpa Ji asked me to learn knowledge, I can't trouble you." ”

Editor-in-chief Zhu instantly understood Lin Nianhe's meaning.

This is for him to get in touch with Ji Lao as soon as possible!

But......

Could it be that someone's death, is it......

Editor-in-Chief Zhu hurriedly controlled his thoughts, but he didn't dare to think about it more.

Seeing that Lin Nianhe followed those people, Editor-in-Chief Zhu hurriedly ran back to the room and dialed the phone number of his leader.

Of course, he didn't know Ji Lao's phone, but someone could always find it.

Lin Nianhe sat in the police car, slightly curious.

I really haven't sat on it.

Her mood was not very optimistic.

At this time, Xiangjiang was not much different from later films, and life was even higher than art.

And she was summoned because of Yang Jiawen's death, and the Yang family must have made a lot of effort behind her back.

It's a little tricky.

She...... You won't get beaten, will you?

It's not enough to be beaten, but it's really sad to sit in a cold chair with your hands tied behind your back.

"Name?"

"Lin Nianhe."

"Origin?"

"The capital."

"The purpose of coming to Xiangjiang?"

"Exchange Visits."

"You're not a staff member of the publishing house, what are you here for?"

Obviously, Lin Nianhe's family history has been found out, asking these questions, routine is on the one hand, on the other hand, it is estimated that she also wants to find loopholes in her words to make a fuss.

Lin Nianhe blinked his eyes, and his expression gradually became firm: "As a student of Peking University, I must not only work hard to learn this professional knowledge, but also expand my horizons and actively accept and absorb information from the outside world. ”

Police: "......"

Without waiting for the other party to speak, Lin Nianhe continued: "You may think that my purpose of coming here is not pure, but in fact, the two of us decided to jointly reprint some books, isn't it just to strive and dedicate ourselves to the construction of human spiritual civilization?" ”

Lin Nianhe found some senses, and his mouth opened and closed without stopping: "I know that I will definitely make you suspicious when I come here, but I still came." Why? Because I can't give up on all mankind because I fear for my own safety! ”

"In the face of inheritance and development, it is worth sacrificing the ego!"

Police: "......"

In the middle of the night, he lifted his chin that had smashed on the table, got up, and went out.

"Captain, are you sure she wasn't wronged?"

The captain was breathless, and he was replaced by a more experienced old policeman who went in.

The old policeman opened his mouth and asked: "At nine o'clock in the evening a week ago, why did you shoot Yang Jiawen?" ”

Lin Nianhe's eyes were full of innocence: "How are you sure that I shot him?" Is there any evidence? Is there a fingerprint? ”

"There are witnesses, the ...... of the Yang family"

"The witnesses may be bought, the Yang family is rich, I don't dare to compare with them, I just want to know - is there any evidence?"

“……”

"You see, you yourself think that the Yang family's horse boy can't believe what he says, right? So you can't prove that I was the one who shot me. ”

“……”

"I've heard about Yang Jiawen being intimidated, but didn't he die that day? You didn't call me here to die for him...... Oh yes, when did he die? ”

“……”

"Why don't you come in another person?"

“……”

"Captain, you really can't do this job."

The captain rolled his eyes in anger, snatched the transcript, and walked into the interrogation room himself.

"Lin Nianhe, don't pretend to be crazy and sell stupid ......"

"Is it appropriate for you to use 'pretending to be crazy and stupid' to describe a young girl in the flower season? Do you think I'm crazy and stupid? How presumptuous you are. ”

The captain is the captain in the end, he didn't eat Lin Nianhe at all, and went directly to the topic: "From 9 o'clock to 12 o'clock yesterday morning, where were you?" ”

Lin Nianhe recalled, said: "Yesterday morning I left the hotel at about eight o'clock and went to the Shen family, after breakfast at the Shen family, the fourth uncle of the Shen family took me to the Regent Hotel to have dinner with his friends, and we ate until about half past 12 before leaving. ”

"What friend?"

"I saw so many people that I don't remember."

The people they see are absolutely impossible to say, Lin Nianhe knows it in his heart.

The captain looked at her coldly: "Don't think that if you don't admit it, we won't be able to find out." ”

Lin Nianhe shrugged his shoulders: "Then you check." ”

"Don't think that if you're from the capital, I won't dare to lock you up!"

"Then you close."

Then, Lin Nianhe was locked up.

Looking at the iron bar, Lin Nianhe muttered to himself: "I'd rather break the process than lock me up...... He also blamed him for listening to persuasion. (End of chapter)