Chapter 742：

Chapter 742

Qiao was even more angry when he heard this, and gave him a little push, but didn't dare to exert any force.

Her tone: "Did you listen to me, what hug?"

Qiao Er was yelled at by Qiao Yi immediately, his eyes widened, his mouth was slightly open, and he was no longer close to Qiao Yi. It was just that his expression, how pitiful it looked, was a bit like a scared rabbit.

Qiao has no immunity to creatures like the little milk dog, and Qiao Er's heart instantly softened.

Reached out and took the person into his arms.

"Just give it a hug, next time I dare not care about my body, I will break my leg and sit in a wheelchair for the rest of my life."

Seeing that his brother was willing to hug him, Qiao Er was very happy, his hands were on his brother's neck, and suddenly his shoulder sank, and the whole person was pulled into another embrace.

"Your brother can't help you, I'll do it."

Qiao Er looked behind when he heard the sound, and was shocked, "Uncle, why are you?"

The next second, Joe felt that the temperature in the rehabilitation room had dropped by at least 10 degrees. The cold wind blew suddenly.

He looked at Qiao Er, held back for a long time, and said, "Actually, I am not much bigger than you."

Qiao Er had a childish mind, and followed his words, "I just passed my 17th birthday, how old are you, uncle?"

A sharp sword pierced his chest, and He Yunting felt that he should not speak today.

Qiao Yi laughed and burst into tears, and he didn't dare to speak out. At 12, he was older than Qiao Er for a whole round. People called him uncle. There was really no problem at all.

Why is so funny, why so funny, hahahaha, hahahaha...

He Yunting had a black face all the time, but he did not allow Qiao Yi to get too close to her brother.

Zou Shuang explained his intentions and wanted to take Qiao Er to a quiet place and record his confession separately.

He Yunting, a big boss, was present, and the dean accompanied him throughout the process and gave up his office.

When Qiao recorded the second confession, as soon as Qiao could not enter, he waited outside with He Yunting, and by the way told He Yunting the clues Zou Shuang had found.

"You mean, you suspect that your aunt was bought by your cousin for murder?"

Qiao shook his head, "It’s not that I suspect it, but the evidence shows it like this. But I think it’s not that simple. Some things don’t make sense. My mother is getting in her way. She doesn’t need it.

Killing Alas, when people die, they will not disappear out of thin air. There will always be evidence. What did she do to kill my mother?

Back then, Qiao’s ancestral house was robbed by her father. My mother had no conflict of interest for her. "

Speaking of this, Joe Yi fell into a long contemplation.

He Yunting didn't bother her, his eyes were deep and he didn't know what she was thinking.

Until, after Qiao's second confession was recorded in the room, Zou Shuang asked Qiao Yi to go in, and asked the brothers about some things at the same time.

After He Yunting watched her into the office, he turned and walked outside the nursing home.

After Qiao Yi and Qiao Er finished recording their confession together, He Yunting was no longer seen.

Song Bai said that He Yunting had something to deal with temporarily and left first. Let him take charge of bringing Joe home.

Qiao didn't think about it. Since He Yunting was not there, she naturally had to accompany her younger brother. She waited until the younger brother fell asleep, then stepped into the night and hurried back to Xinghaiwan.

Very unexpectedly, He Yunting has not come back.

Qiao Yi was a little puzzled now, why did He Yunting go this afternoon.

I haven't contacted her even after a phone call for such a long time.

After taking a shower, the phone she threw on the bed suddenly rang like a reminder.

Qiao went to pick her up with joy. He thought it was He Yunting who called her, but it was Zou Shuang.

"Qiao Da, can you come to the police station now, something has happened."

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