Chapter 1214： Huang Ling, don't be afraid!

Mobson looked at Huang Ling for a long time, then got up and said to the two policemen: "Good questioning."

"Don't interrogate, just hold me in custody." Huang Ling suddenly said.

Mobson stepped in the footsteps, frowning, and looked at Huang Ling coldly.

Huang Ling didn't look at him very much, but looked at the two policemen in front and said: "Ask me to ask, you all think that people are killing me. I said that no matter how much. Even if I asked my ancestors." In the 18th generation, you still think that I am the murderer, or I am going to be detained."

Huang Ling looked contemptuously: "It is no wonder that you can't really solve the case. Your time is not used to check the murderer, but to torture. I don't know if I will be beaten in the end. I will use the punishment to force the prisoner to draw and admit. All the crimes you have given him."

When the two policemen heard it, their faces changed slightly.

The policewoman slammed the table and screamed.

Huang Ling is coveted and does not look at them.

The policewoman stared at Huang Ling very impolitely: "It is best to be polite during your interrogation!"

Huang Ling took a deep breath and slowly looked up.

Her gaze is not to look at the policewoman, but to look at Mobson.

At this moment, she stopped the tears of madness.

Wet eyes, with a hint of indifference, and a trace of hatred, looked at Mobson.

Mobson touched her eyes like this, and the heart screamed and then stunned.

He grinned and snorted.

Did not say anything at the end, turned and left.

At the moment he closed the door, Huang Ling’s heart was like sinking into the sea.

At the heart of my heart, there was a long and painful period of pain.

The interrogation continued, and Mobson stepped out of the squad office building.

His face is very gloomy.

When he got home, he found that his father, Mo, was looking up and leaning on the sofa.

The blood flowing from his throat was stained with his clothes and the sofa he was sitting on -

Mo Jingkai is a soldier, his ability to respond is more sensitive than the average person, and his awareness is higher than the average person.

But in the face of the assassination of his killer, he did not have time to resist... the other is a master!

People like Mo Jingkai, who want to kill, only Li Zhongjin -

Mobosen certainly knows that Huang Ling is not the murderer. The silly woman, without this courage, can not have this ability, take a man's life with one knife.

But at the moment, he is still investigating...

The police, in the current evidence, can only be found that Huang Ling is the murderer and detained her.

He is cold to her because of -

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In the afternoon, Gu Yu and Song Wu worry, and Liu Fengfeng came to A City.

Huang Ling, who was detained in the detention center, was taken back to the interrogation room.

This time, Gu Yu and Song Wu worry personally "interrogated" Huang Ling.

In the detention center, Huang Ling has been sitting on the ground crying, tears dry, and her eyes are red and swollen.

Seeing her like this, Song Wuxi is very distressed!

Her first sentence is to comfort her: "Huang Ling, don't be afraid! We believe in you, you are so kind, will not kill!"

Huang Ling, who was crying after tears, is now distressed and crying.

She doesn't cry or laugh, so she calmly faces Gu Yu and Song Wushou.

Gu Yu looked at Huang Ling and asked: "Do you hate Mo Jingkai?"

Huang Ling shook her head, pale and faintly said: "I don't hate it, although he doesn't like me to associate with his son, but I don't hate him because he is the father of Mobson."