Chapter 422 Want to kill her?
Lu Jingyao raised his leg and walked in, followed by a policeman behind him, and called away the two people who were interrogating Liu Zhengyuan, and shut down the video before leaving.
Suddenly there were only Lu Jingyao and Liu Zhengyuan in the entire interrogation room.
A depressive breath pervasive invasion.
Even if Liu Zhengyuan lost too much blood, his brain was dizzy and uncomfortable, but he still couldn't help but shrank into the chair because of the situation in front of him. The fear of going deep into his bones made him tremble slightly.
He pretended to be calm and raised his head: "I don't want to see you, the police, this is the Public Security Bureau..."
The more he talked, the more guilty he was: "You can't do anything to me!"
"is it."
Lu Jingyao's thin lips lightly opened, and a shadow of darkness passed under his eyes. He lifted his leg to light the table and kicked fiercely. The table made a sharp noise and hit Liu Zhengyuan's chest, and the pain hit him. Liu Zhengyuan Exhale in pain.
"You hit me! I want a lawyer to sue you!" His hands were **** in handcuffs, and his eyes flashed with guilty conscience, "Get out! I don't want to see you!"
Lu Jingyao ignored him. The huge aura enveloped his entire body made the entire interrogation room feel like a cold winter. He slowly walked to Liu Zhengyuan's side, his expression gloomy and a little bit cruel, and said each word: "I ask you. What did you do to Su Xia."
"..." Liu Zhengyuan paused, his uncontrollable fear shuddered abruptly, he shook his head, his eyes dodged, "I didn't do anything, I want to ask you, you are so worried about her, you and Su Xia are what relationship?"
The next second, there was a huge pain on his face, accompanied by the smell of blood and tingling, causing him to curl up in pain.
Lu Jingyao retracted his hand, the back of his hand was stained with traces of blood. He was like a beast hibernating in the night, and like Shura from hell. The creepy yin prey was completely suppressed by Liu Zhengyuan. Body.
"What did you do to Su Xia."
"I didn't do anything!" Liu Zhengyuan wailed in shock, "I didn't do anything."
Lu Jingyao's arm exerted force again, and the entire interrogation room was full of screams from Liu Zhengyuan.
The chair took him to the ground, and the hard floor knocked on his head. He immediately felt a warm liquid flowing down from his scalp.
The strong smell of rust and the overwhelming fear pressed every nerve in Liu Zhengyuan. He looked at Lu Jingyao's expressionless face as if looking at the dark eyes of a dead object, and let out a lingering sound.
"I said I said!"
Lu Jingyao's raised arm paused and looked at him condescendingly.
"I pinched her neck with my hand." Liu Zhengyuan said tremblingly, "Release whenever she is about to suffocate."
Lu Jingyao's eyelashes trembled, and the doctor's words rang in his ears.
"The murderer choked her before letting go. This was repeated five or six times."
Liu Zhengyuan shrank against the wall, his head was in cold sweat, and blood ran out from his lips: "Let’s see that she is almost exhausted, so she took the rope..."
Lu Jingyao pursed his mouth, his voice was cold and thin: "Want to kill her?"
"No, it's not." Liu Zhengyuan shook his head desperately, but his eyebrows were clearly guilty, "I didn't want to kill her, I really didn't want to."
The pain in the back of his head, his whole body was shaking uncontrollably, he gritted his teeth and continued: "I didn't want to do the murder."
(End of this chapter)