Chapter 328

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Yu's steps are very fast. When he raises his eyes, he sees Lu Yan coming to her. Her steps pause slightly. Lu Yan sees Jiang Zhoumo, and the light in his eyes is as sharp as a sword.

The shadow in Jiang Zhoumo's eyes was a little heavier. He slowly raised his feet and walked towards the landing, with evil spirit.

Jiang Zhoumo's muscles seem to be full of strength. He moves freely on Yu's shoulder and looks at Lu Yan with Yu. He smiles: "Yan Yan, why don't you ask Lu Yan now, how did Cheng Yan die?"

Yan Yu was stunned. Her restlessness had already accumulated. Now, she reached a peak. Her palm didn't know when, it had already soaked a large area, and it had already become a ball unconsciously.

Lu Yan is very calm, at least his expression did not change much, is still so cold, he seems to Jiang Zhoumo's appearance, and Jiang Zhoumo's words are not surprised.

Jiang Zhoumo said: "you dare not say it, don't you, Lu Yan, because you shot Cheng Ci, and Cheng CI died under your gun."

Lu Yan didn't say anything. His Adam's Apple moved up and down in silence. He still walked to Yanyu and gently held her in his arms under Yanyu's open eyes.

Jiang Zhoumo's lips were even colder: "Yan Yan, Lu Yan is the murderer who killed Cheng CI. Are you sure you want to betray Cheng CI? With his killer? "

The amber pupil of the metaphor kept shrinking. Her head was blank. She didn't know how to react. She could only subconsciously look at Lu Yan. She didn't know what she wanted to hear from Lu Yan.

Killer?

Did Lu Yan kill Cheng CI?

One day today, she received too much information. Lu Yan and Cheng CI didn't communicate with each other, but they had too close contact with each other in disgust. She was so obsessed with the truth that she was told that the death of Cheng CI had something to do with Lu Yan

More importantly, why didn't Lu Yan tell her anything, why did he hide these things from her? Why didn't Lu Yan mention a word after they had been together for so long?

Compared with Jiang Zhoumo, Lu Yan seems more calm. He avoids Jiang Zhoumo's question and says to Yanyu, "Yanyan, I'll explain it to you when I go back."

When Yu Yu heard this, he felt that there was a place in his heart that collapsed and his heart was too painful to breathe.

Her eyes were a little hot, but even so, her fingers clenched tightly, restraining herself: "OK."

This is between her and Lu Yan. She won't make trouble in front of Jiang Zhou.

What else does Jiang Zhoumo have to say? The words interrupted him, and his tone was calm: "thank you for telling me this, Jiang Zhoumo. However, I'm a lawyer who advocates and who provides evidence. I only look at the evidence, and the confession can't be used as evidence. You should also understand."

Her tone is strange, like a cold knife, cut into Jiang Zhoumo's heart.

The simile continued: "if everyone's confession can be used as evidence, Jiang Zhoumo, do you know that after you were drunk, you told me that you were sorry for Cheng Ci, but you killed him."

Jiang Zhoumo clenches his teeth, dilates his pupils and stares at the metaphor.

Without saying anything, he drags Lu Yan out of the cemetery.

It seems that the weather in London is getting darker and darker. Originally, it was just a floating rain and fog, but it became thick again. After standing in the rain for a while, her hair had already been soaked. Her bare skin, because of the slight cold, had a whole piece of small pimples.

On the way down the mountain, she subconsciously opened Lu Yan's hand. Lu Yan's hand slightly froze and lowered her eyelashes.

On the way, there was no conversation between them.

All the way to the car, Yu sat in the co driver's seat, her eyes fixed on the front, digesting the just information.

Lu Yan didn't drive. He rubbed the steering wheel with one hand, and the veins on the back of his hand were undulating.

It was getting dark outside, and Lu Yan moved. He leaned over and took some pieces of paper to wipe the water vapor from Yu's shoulder.

He turned on the ceiling light and looked at the side face of the metaphor.

When his hand touched Yu Yu's shoulder, Yu Yu suddenly turned his head and looked at him: "Lu Yan, I want to hear from you that I don't believe Jiang Zhoumo's words. I just want to hear the details about this from you."

Metaphor is not a fool, she will not be easily rhythmic, Lu Yan's performance for so many years, it is clear that he is not familiar with Cheng Ci, or even should not see process words.

If this is not true, it can only be said that Lu Yan can be the film king.

She stares at Lu Yan for a moment.

Lu Yan's eyes were fixed and his voice was difficult. He said slowly, "Yan Yan, I know this matter, not earlier than you. I never know how to mention it to you."

"I don't have this paragraph in my memory, and I don't have any memory of getting along with Cheng CI. However, in the information I found, I have a lot of contacts with Cheng CI. According to the information, I did appear on the day of Cheng Ci's death."

"I don't remember. The doctor said I selectively forgot part of my memory.""Let's go back first. After we go back, I'll show you all the information."

He took a deep breath. He clearly wanted to ask her, if he really killed Cheng Ci, what kind of choice would she make? But he couldn't ask, because he didn't dare, because he subconsciously thought that metaphor would choose Cheng CI.

The brain of metaphor is blank. She takes back her sight and doesn't want to see Lu Yan's eyes. She shakes her hands and puts on her seat belt, as if she has lost all her strength.

Although Lu Yan is not a good person to kill, she is not a good person.

But on the one hand, she felt that if Lu Yan really killed Cheng Ci, only Lu Yan would not be investigated by the Cheng family, and only in this way would the matter become the past.

Lu Yan drives steadily. When he arrives at Cheng's house, he gets out of the car and embraces Yu.

Yu Yu's heart suddenly had fear, she suddenly broke away from his hand, she pursed her lips, did not speak.

In the house, they meet housekeeper Cheng.

Chamberlain Cheng sensitively discovers the strangeness between them. He has a smile on his lips and a trace of madness. He just hopes that the estrangement between the two is deeper and deeper, and they are not worthy of being together. They are sorry to say goodbye when they are together.

Lu Yan's Mou Guang glances at the housekeeper coldly and goes up to the second floor with Yu.

He calls up the computer, opens the email and shows it to Yu Yu. The curtain of the study is closed tightly, silent and silent. Only the sound of mouse click is left. The words and expressions are very slow. After reading, she purses her lips tightly.