Chapter 1295 She said she didn't kill

Lin Lang looked back at them. The lights in the corridor were shining from behind her. He couldn't see her expression clearly. He could only hear her voice, which was very low and depressed: "I didn't kill."

Click, the door closed, Fu Chuan breathed a sigh of relief: "Do you think she will agree to donate blood to Xiaowen?"

"I hope she knows herself."

"Then do you think she killed the real Lin Lang?"

Fu Nanli picked up the glass and took a sip of whiskey: "I am not God, I don't know if there is no perspective from God."

When Lin Lang returned home, the cabinet full of wine was smashed and shattered by her. The house was red in color, it looked shocking, it was like bleeding from the ground.

She sat by the window, took the only bottle of wine left, poured a little, and took a slow sip.

"Wen Qiao damn, Wen Qiao is really damn."

If Wen Qiao hadn't suddenly broken her balanced life, how could she have fallen into such a situation?

In the past five years, she has worked hard and conscientiously. Finally, she has worked hard in her career. After getting the coveted actress, she should have a bright future in the future.

But now, ruined, everything is ruined.

The building will fall, she seems to have seen her future, and everything she has is about to collapse.

She slid her mobile phone and sent a message out, her life was ruined, and she didn't want to make Wen Qiao happy, so she had to put her back.

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Wen's family, Wen Qiao, who has finished her final exam, ushered in the winter vacation again. She is learning medicine from her brother-in-law every day, and she has plenty of time.

She was reading a strange novel that day, and it said that a fox fairy coveted the life of a rich lady, so she replaced the rich lady and lived her life.

Wen Qiao's eyes suddenly lit up, and inexplicably felt that this story was familiar.

She thought of Lin Lang and what Du Weiyang said. Her cousin's temperament has completely changed, and she has never changed back to the gentle and thoughtful cousin before.

So it's not a split personality, the symptoms are different from He Xihuai's.

Wouldn't it, the Lin Lang now is not the Lin Lang it used to be.

Wen Qiao was shocked by his own thought. This is a woman's intuition. Once this intuition is formed in her mind, it will never go away.

She hurried to the Zhonghuan Group, found Fu Nanli, and told him her guess.

There was silence in the room for a while, and Wen Qiao patted his head: "Am I thinking too complicated?"

Fu Nanli was shocked. He asked Fu Chuan to investigate in all aspects before he came to such a conclusion, but Wen Qiao only speculated on his own, and it was so accurate.

Does his Qiaoer have the potential to be a detective?

He took her hand and let her sit on his lap.

"How did you think of it?"

Wen Qiao repeated his reasoning, and Fu Nanli raised an eyebrow: "It's clever."

"So my reasoning is correct?"

"Yes."

"Then call the police."

Fu Nanli stretched out her hand and pressed her eyebrows: "So as not to sprawl, wait until she has donated blood to you before calling the police."

Wen Qiao: "Did you say that she killed Lin Lang? Then she was really cruel. She killed others and replaced others' lives. No one knew it for five years."

How meticulous is this mind?

"She said she didn't kill Lin Lang."

Wen Qiao said softly: "How can a murderer say that he killed someone? But the real Lin Lang corpse can't be found. Even if we call the police, is there no way to take her?"

(End of this chapter)