Era space: flirting with tens of billions of materials

The silence in the study was a bit depressing.

Mr. Shen cleared his throat with a serious expression: "It was not the Shen family who did it."

Lin Nianhe nodded: "It doesn't matter, I've wanted to kill him for a long time."

Mr. Shen: "Really not."

Lin Nianhe: "You don't have to worry about me being morally obsessive. I don't even have morals at a certain time."

"That's not true!"

"Yeah, as long as you're happy."

"..."

A pot fell from the sky and hit Mr. Shen almost to the point of losing his temper. He lived next door to Mr. Yang.

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

Among those who knew about Yang Jiawen's death, half thought it was the murder of the eldest and second eldest sons of the Yang family, while the other half thought it was the work of the Shen family.

And in a place where no one was paying attention, an exquisite figure stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the photo in his hand with a smile on his lips.

"Long time no see, dear friend."

……

Yang family.

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

"My son is dead, and your sons can't live either!"

Yang Jiajun's face turned purple from being pinched. He grabbed Yang Laosan's wrist in horror and tried to struggle away.

But how can one easily get rid of the pain of losing a child?

Yang Jiajun only felt that his hands and feet were numb and he was gradually losing strength.

Mr. Yang rushed forward and dragged Mr. Yang: "What are you doing? Are you crazy? Think about it with your brain! What good will killing Awen do to me?"

Yang Laosan didn't let go of his hand, but he didn't use any more force.

The second brother also came forward and grabbed Yang Laosan's other arm: "Brother, don't be impulsive. Wen Zai's death is not that simple!"

"Think about it, who is most willing to see us fighting among ourselves!"

"Who else said that they wanted to kill Wenzi!"

Yang Laosan's mixed thoughts gradually became clear.

After a while, he squeezed out a few words through his teeth:

"Lin Nianhe...and the Shen family."

……

"Lin Nianhe, we suspect that you are related to 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 expressionlessly.

Lin Nianhe: "Meow meow meow?"

Lin Nianhe was severely shocked.

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

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

Editor Zhu was the first to react, put down his chopsticks and stepped forward: "Hello, I am the head of the exchange group. If you have anything, you can tell me."

"What did I tell you?" The visitor was very rude, "I don't care if you are an exchange group or something else, this is a murder case, and I must take her back to investigate."

His attitude was particularly resolute.

Editor Zhu frowned and wanted to say something, but Lin Nianhe had already stood up and stopped him.

"Editor Zhu, don't worry, I am upright and not afraid of slanting shadows," Lin Nianhe winked at him vaguely, "Grandpa Ji asked me to come here to learn knowledge, I can't cause you any trouble."

Editor Zhu instantly understood what Lin Nianhe meant.

This is to let him get in touch with Mr. Ji as soon as possible!

but……

Could it be that someone’s death was due to...

Editor Zhu quickly controlled his thoughts and did not dare to think any more.

Seeing Lin Nianhe following those people, Editor Zhu quickly ran back to the room and called his boss.

Of course he doesn't know Mr. Ji's phone number, but someone can always find it.

Lin Nianhe got into the police car, looking a little curious.

It is true that I have never sat down.

Her mood was not very optimistic.

Xiangjiang at this time was not much different from the later movies, and life was even higher than art.

And she was summoned because of Yang Jiawen's death. The Yang family must have exerted great efforts behind the scenes. It’s a bit tricky.

She... won't get beaten, right?

It wouldn't be a big deal if he got beaten, but it would be really uncomfortable to sit on a cold chair with his hands tied behind his back.

"Name?"

"Lin Nianhe."

"Place of origin?"

"Capital."

"The purpose of coming to Xiangjiang?"

"Exchange and inspection."

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

Obviously, Lin Nianhe's family background has been found out. Asking these questions is on the one hand routine, and on the other hand, he probably 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 professional knowledge, but also broaden my horizons and actively accept and absorb information from the outside world. I have only one purpose in coming to Xiangjiang - to explore science!" "

police:"……"

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

Lin Nianhe felt something about it, and kept opening and closing his mouth: "I know that when I come here, you will definitely be suspicious, but I still come. Why? Because I can't give up on all mankind just because I am worried about my own safety! "

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

police:"……"

After a while, he lifted his chin from hitting the table, stood up, and went out.

"Captain, are you sure she is not unjust?"

The captain's breath was stagnant, and a more experienced policeman came in.

The old policeman asked: "Why did you shoot Yang Jiawen at nine o'clock a week ago?"

Lin Nianhe's eyes were full of innocence: "How are you sure it was me who shot him? Is there any evidence? Are there any fingerprints?"

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

"The witnesses may have been bribed. The Yang family is very wealthy. I don't dare to compare with them. I just want to know - is there any evidence?"

"..."

"Look, you yourself think that the words of the Yang family's Ma Zai cannot be trusted, right? So you have no way to prove that I was the one who shot."

"..."

"I have heard about Yang Jiawen being intimidated, but didn't he die that day? You didn't ask me to come because he died... Oh, yes, when did he die?"

"..."

"How about you bring someone else?"

"..."

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

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

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

"You use 'pretending to be crazy and acting stupid' to describe a young girl. Is this appropriate? Do you think I am crazy and stupid? How presumptuous of you."

A captain is a captain after all. He did not follow Lin Nianhe's tactics at all and went directly to the topic: "Where were you from 9 to 12 o'clock yesterday morning?"

Lin Nianhe recalled it and said: "Yesterday morning at about eight o'clock, I left the hotel 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. , we ate until about 12: before leaving."

"What friend?"

"I met so many people that I don't even remember them."

Lin Nianhe knew that they were absolutely not allowed to talk about the people they met.

The captain looked at her coldly: "Don't think that we can't find out if you refuse to admit it."

Lin Nianhe shrugged: "Then you check."

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

"Then shut it down."

Then, Lin Nianhe was locked up.

Looking at the iron bars, Lin Nianhe murmured to himself: "I would rather break the process than lock me up... He is so weird that he listened to the advice." (End of Chapter)