The Boss is Very Busy

The mobile phone provided by Xunwei is an important piece of evidence, and there is a repairer to crack the mobile phone.

It is estimated that important information will be available soon.

On the second day, Mowen was invited to the police station to drink tea. The phone was turned on, and the chat history with Mo Wen was found in the social software of the deceased Chen Yu, and his tone was ambiguous and intimate.

Qi Chen opened the door, and he glanced inside.

Mo Wen sat opposite, his expression calm, the water in the teacup had not yet cooled, and it was faintly steaming. No matter who interrogated him, he was still calm, unlike a normal person, and seemed extremely gentle, not allowing people to grab a bit of a horse.

Seeing Qi Chen, Mo Wen raised his eyelashes, stared at him, and suddenly smiled: "Officer Qi, I don't know what you have to ask, but I answered them all. I have to go back to class."

As he said, he shrugged: "The college entrance examination is about to go, and students can't afford to lose their time."

"No hurry." The police officer's eyelashes were long and the low mood in his eyes was incredibly calm. His snow-white fingertips lightly covered the chair. He slowly opened the stool, and in the slightly dimly lit interrogation room, there was a sudden sound. Qi Chen sat down in a leisurely and quiet posture. He took a cigarette in his mouth, then raised his delicate eyebrows, "Tell me, how did you kill Hu Qi and Chen Yu?"

Morwen frowned: "Police officer, I can't answer this question because I didn't kill people."

Qi Chen's long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly. He lit the tobacco, and the smoke filled his vision, blurring his vision. The eyes behind Mowen's lenses looked even more blurred, and the police officer tapped his white and slender fingers on the table.

"Huh? Isn't it pretty good at pretending? Tell me, how did you let those girls deceive others."

The arc of Mo Wen's mouth was slightly stiff, and his mood was obviously unhappy.

"Officer Qi, I can make it clear that I didn't lie to anyone."

Qi Chen casually took out a mobile phone in the evidence bag and put it on the table.

"Do you know this thing?"

Mo Wen glanced, and he was silent for two seconds. He did not deny this time, but nodded: "I know."

"Teacher?" The police officer's face was cold, his pale lips bit the cigarette holder, his fingers were holding tobacco, and he casually exhaled smoke. "That's how the teacher lied to the little girl?"

"I don't understand what you are talking about, I didn't lie to her." Mo Wen looked neither humble nor humble.

Qi Chen sneered: "I didn't lie, I just got in love with her, then stayed with her, and warned the little girl not to speak out?"

"This girl has expressed affection for me." Mo Wen looked down: "She is going to take the college entrance examination, and I can't influence her, so there is no explicit rejection. I wanted to wait for her after the college entrance examination, and then tell her clearly. of."

The police officer's fingertips were as white as jade, and he turned on the phone: "So, you just reply to her ambiguous text messages?"

He glanced at him, and smiled casually: "Is there a nickname?"

"..."

Mo Wen glanced at him, the opponent's eyes were deep and calm, he couldn't help but pause, and quickly looked away.

"Anyway, I did it out of good intentions and didn't kill anyone."

"Okay." Qi Chen nodded: "Then go talk to the girl's parents."

When the words fell, Qi Chen stood up, opened the door and walked out.

It’s just that text messages can’t directly prove that Mo Wen was the murderer. Qi Chen looked thoughtful. He stared at the phone with the black screen and raised his eyes: “Apply, I want to interrogate Li Yong.”

Li Yong was also the person who kidnapped MuMian in the toilet.