Chapter 308

Condense people's voice together and send it to a specific direction, which is called condensing sound into line.

Chen Ziwen learned this skill when he was a gas refining monk.

What Li Xingwen hears now is the result of Zhou Ming's use of condensing sound to form lines.

Fang Zhengqing's face was strange. Zhou Minggang just wriggled his lips, as if he was talking. But strangely, his mouth didn't make any sound.

Zhou Ming didn't care what Fang Zhengqing thought. Seeing Li Xingwen in a daze, he said, "brother, can you tell me the whole story of this matter?"

Li Xingwen's eyes changed when he looked at Zhou Ming, but he still grabbed his hair and said bitterly: "I don't know, I don't know anything! I killed my daughter myself

Zhou Ming's lips gently touched up and down again. In order to prevent Fang Zhengqing from reading his lips, he specially changed his mouth shape.

"Today, I met your wife Huang Xiujuan in Huadu Hotel. He was with another man. Did your wife cheat? If you don't want your daughter to die in vain, just answer me. I can help you with anything. Yes, just shake your head. No, just nod your head. "

Zhou Ming's voice echoed in Li Xingwen's ear again. After listening to the voice, Li Xingwen's eyes flashed a look of loneliness and doubt. It seemed that he was asking Zhou Ming if he was telling the truth?

Zhou Ming coughed twice and said, "brother, I'm Zhou Ming's friend. Can't you believe me?"

From the conversation between Li Xingqing and Li Xingming, we can see what's wrong with them.

"No, I can't believe you, but that's the truth. I killed my daughter myself."

Li Xingwen's eyes dimmed and choked.

"Did you really kill your daughter?"

Zhou Ming put out his tongue and licked his lips. He asked Li Xingwen again with the sound of condensation.

Li Xingwen thinks of what Zhou Minggang just said and shakes his head slowly.

Zhou Ming stares at Li Xingwen, who is helpless and sad. He can see what he saw in Li Xingwen's home. Is Li Xingwen responsible for the damage?

Zhou Ming turned his water pen and attracted Fang Zhengqing's attention. He opened his lips faintly.

"You had a conflict with your wife?"

Li Xingwen did not speak and nodded.

Fang Zhengqing's attention was attracted by Zhou Ming, but he didn't see Li Xingwen nodding at all.

In his perspective, Zhou Ming is thinking, while Li Xingwen is keeping silent.

"Brother, why did you kill your daughter?"

This time, Zhou Ming made a voice and asked.

"My wife, she's cheating, and I suspect that the child isn't mine."

Li Xingwen said with great chagrin.

Fang Zhengqing sighed. He asked Li Xingwen several times, which was the result. However, he always felt that Li Xingwen's expression was a bit unnatural when he pleaded guilty. He could not tell that feeling himself.

Seeing Fang Zhengqing's ecstasy, Zhou Ming's lips trembled again. "Your expression betrayed you. If the child wasn't born to you, why were you so sad just now? Tell me, did you throw your daughter off the balcony? Or is there another killer? Just answer my next question. "

Li Xingwen sighed, nodded and shook his head.

Huh?

When Zhou Ming saw Li Xingwen nodding and shaking his head, he quickly moved his lips again. "Is it hard, someone forced you to do this?"

Li Xingwen shook his head.

Zhou Ming's water pen fell onto the table. He asked Li Xingwen again, but Fang Zhengqing opened the door and said to Zhou Ming, "it seems you can't ask anything. Let's go."

Seeing Fang Zhengqing going out, Zhou Ming followed him, turned around, and finally said in a voice: "who is it?"

At this time, Li Xingwen did not answer Zhou Ming again. It seemed that he recalled some kind of pain, and his body trembled slightly. When Zhou Ming walked out of the interrogation room, he looked up with tears in his eyes, but there was a trace in his eyes fear.

When the door of the interrogation room is closed, Zhou Ming's mood surges. At that last glance, Li Xingwen is telling himself that he has met some terrible person?

Does anyone want to harm Li Xingwen?

No, if this man wants to harm him, he can just get rid of Li Xingwen soon. Why let Li Xingwen kill his daughter himself?

Does the murderer want to torture Li Xingwen from the spiritual level?

If so, why didn't Li Xingwen confess the murderer?

He was troubled by many doubts.

"What did you say to Li Xingwen just now?"

Before arriving at the police hall, Fang Zhengqing turned around and stared at Zhou Ming with a serious face.

"Well? Didn't you hear all I said just now? "In Zhou Ming's eyes, he was puzzled and looked at Fang Zhengqing.

"Zhou Ming, I know you are very smart, but I remind you that no matter what your goal today is, you'd better tell the truth."

Fang Zhengqing's face suddenly became severe, and his words were also a bit of questioning.

Zhou Ming suddenly laughed and said, "director Fang, you should pay attention to evidence in everything. Didn't you hear what I said just now? And you took me to the interrogation room and asked me to help you interrogate Li Xingwen. Today, Li Xingming and I came to see each other for the purpose of understanding the situation. Nothing else is in my plan

"You

Fang Zhengqing wanted to find a reason to refute Zhou Ming, but after thinking about it, he still couldn't argue with Zhou Ming. He snorted, pointed to the distant door and said, "you can go."

"Ha ha, OK, I'll go now. Today, I really thank director Fang for opening the back door for me. "

Zhou Ming touched his nose, and with a smile, he walked towards the gate of the police station.

When Fang Zhengqing returned to the office and recalled the details just now, he always felt that he had been fooled by Zhou Ming.

This young man named Zhou Ming ..

he frowned tightly and saw the computer beside him inputting the word Zhou Ming into the national citizenship information database

Magic City Center, international city, a club.

In a box full of cold atmosphere, a man and a woman are entangled. A skinny old man is sitting on the soft leather sofa, holding a cup of thick blood like drink, gently shaking, enjoying the "living spring palace" in front of him.

"Master, how about it? Is that a woman

A bald middle-aged man, while doing indescribable movements, cast a flattering look at the old man.

"It's OK. You can work harder and take out all the Yin elements in her body."

The old man grinned and showed a row of black teeth. He took a sip of the thick thing on his hand and reached for the head of a little girl sitting beside him.

The little girl's face was pale. There was no whiteness in her eyes. It was dark. There are many bloodstains on her body, like ferocious patterns, printed on her skin.