His words sounded quite explosive when they fell into Zhu Tao's ears.

The cold gaze fell on Zhu Tao's heart like a blade, and a chill slowly rose from his spine.

Zhu Tao was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes widened, "You dare!" You are a police officer who dares to bend the law for personal gain! ”

"I'm not really a police officer." Lu Zhaohe shrugged his shoulders, "Besides, even if you go out, who will believe what you say?" Besides, I have a thousand ways to gag your mouth so that you can't open your mouth again, what can you do with me? ”

He leaned forward, a hint of playfulness on his face.

Zhu Tao moved his lips, he felt that his head was as big as a cow, an inexplicable haze hovered over his head, and there was a buzzing sound in his head, as if there were dozens of mosquitoes flying in his ears.

He shook his legs, and his eyes still had a hint of stubbornness: "You fart, you think I don't know, there are cameras in the interrogation room?" If you do anything to know the law and break the law, you won't be able to eat and walk around! ”

As soon as the words fell, Lu Zhaohe seemed to have heard some big joke.

The corners of his mouth slowly opened a playful arc, but the indifference on his face became more and more visible.

"It's just a camera, I can turn it on, can't I let it malfunction suddenly?" He laughed lightly, as if mocking, "What's more-Zhu Tao, aren't you really a murderer?" ”

Lu Zhaohe's gaze staring at him became colder and colder, and a sharp light flashed at the bottom of his eyes.

The last syllable fell on Zhu Tao's ears like a drumbeat, his face turned pale, and in the interrogation room, which was obviously cold, his forehead was covered with a dense layer of cold sweat.

A dazed fear swept through his whole body, Zhu Tao's hands clenched inadvertently, and his eyes were not as firm as Fang Cai.

He looked away from Lu Zhaohe, bit his lower lip and didn't answer again.

Seeing that the time seemed to be ripe, Lu Zhaohe raised his head slightly, "So, I'll give you one last chance now, and it's up to you whether you open your mouth or not." ”

With that, Lu Zhaohe leaned on the table behind him with his hands on his chest.

Zhu Tao's breathing was obviously a little short.

He felt a pang of trepidation in his heart, his hands folded on his knees, his fingertips twisting together irritably.

When he raised his eyes again, he looked at Lu Zhaohe's eyes as if he wanted to devour the other party alive.

As the minutes ticked by, the air was so quiet that you could hear the sound of each other's breathing.

About two minutes or so, Lu Zhaohe's mobile phone in his pocket suddenly buzzed.

He looked away at Zhu Tao, glanced at the caller ID and picked it up.

"The results are in?"

"Are you sure he's right? Okay, got it. ”

Just a short question and answer made Zhu Tao break out in a cold sweat.

He looked at Lu Zhaohe again, and there was a little more entanglement in his eyes.

After putting down the phone, Lu Zhaohe pulled his lips lightly, "Congratulations, now the only chance is gone." ”

With that, he turned around without hesitation and strode towards the door.

"Wait!"

As soon as he took two steps, the person behind him suddenly shouted, "Wait a minute, I'll tell you!" ”

Lu Zhaohe stopped, but did not look back.

Zhu Tao moved forward, raised his shackled hands and grabbed the iron bar in front of him, "I'll tell you everything I know, I'm really not a murderer!" ”

Lu Zhaohe turned around lightly, "Oh? ”

Zhu Tao gasped and continued, "But I know who the murderer is. ”

You could tell he was trying his best to control his snort.

"Who?" Lu Zhaohe raised his eyebrows, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

Zhu Tao paused for a moment, "I don't know. ”

Lu Zhaohe's expression was instantly gloomy.

Seeing the change in his expression, Zhu Tao hurriedly explained, "I'm not playing with you, although I don't know who that person is, but I've seen his face, you find a painter to come over, I'll describe it, you let him draw it!" ”

Zhu Tao's facial features were almost screwed together.

Looking at Lu Zhaohe's scrutinizing gaze, Zhu Tao was a little anxious, "You don't believe me, do you?" ”

Lu Zhaohe stood still, "Why didn't you say it just now, how do I know if you're playing with me now?" ”

Zhu Tao raised his hands above his head, and made a gurgling sound as he pulled the shackles, "What's in it for me to lie if I lie?" I promise you're telling the truth! ”

His legs kept shaking, for fear that Lu Zhaohe would impulsively accuse him of a trumped-up crime.

left an ugly case record, and his life would be ruined.

Lu Zhaohe's gaze stayed on his face for a few seconds.

The other party repeatedly assured him that he was not lying, and even moved his grandmother out as a guarantee.

After a while, his thin lips opened lightly, "You wait here." ”

With that, Lu Zhaohe turned around neatly and left the interrogation room.

The moment the door closed, Liu Chenchen, who had been waiting at the door, couldn't wait to come up.

He held the mobile phone in his hand and shook it at Lu Zhaohe, "What's the matter, Brother Lu, I just called in time, right?" ”

There is no doubt that he made the phone call just now.

In fact, there is no fingerprint comparison at all, the traces at the scene are so messy, and the main clues have been almost erased, in fact, there are basically not many useful clues left.

Noticing Lu Zhaohe's gloomy face, he sighed helplessly, "I said it all, this kid is soft all over his body except for his mouth. ”

Lu Zhaohe pulled his lips, "Why is he hard-mouthed, you don't know in your heart?" ”

Seeing that there was a touch of certainty in his expression, Liu Chenchen came up with a smile, "I admit that I can't do it, so what did you cheat?" ”

With a hint of expectation in his eyes, he knew that as long as Lu Zhaohe came out, he would definitely not return in vain.

"Go find a painter." Lu Zhaohe frowned without a trace, raised his hand, and gave him the answer neatly, "He said he had seen the murderer." ”

As soon as these words came out, Liu Chenchen grew up in surprise.

This is not quite what he expected.

He kicked his phone into his pocket and glanced at the door of the interrogation room, "It's really not him?!" ”

Lu Zhaohe twisted his eyebrows, and there was a hint of impatience in his tone, "Okay, don't be poor here, hurry up and find a painter, he is unstable, and maybe there will be changes when he is late." ”

Of course, Liu Chenchen knew the urgency of the matter, he nodded hurriedly, turned around and went in the direction of the office.

Five minutes later, Liu Chenchen trotted all the way back, with a man with a ponytail behind him, "This is the soul painter in our bureau, Ah Fei." ”

The man called Ah Fei held a paintbrush and a sketch in his hand, and nodded politely to Lu Zhaohe.

Lu Zhao and his jaw were in response, "Has he explained the specific situation to you?" ”

Ah Fei just glanced at him lightly, and let out a "hmm" from his nose.

I didn't want to say a word, but the answer was really concise and powerful, and it can be seen that those who engage in art are more characterful.