Stepping into the house, empty wine bottles of different sizes were piled up on the ground.
She walked in slowly, did not close the door, let the door open a little, showing a little light, will be some dark room more light, white light on the people sitting on the floor in front of the bed.
The war maniac was dressed in black, and his handsome face was filled with a look of sadness. His eyes were full of emptiness and emptiness. He sat there quietly like a wisp of air, which would disappear at any time.
This is the first time that Jiang Xiaobai has seen him.
Wei Xueqin's death hit him so hard that he almost collapsed.
If he didn't want to find out why Wei Xueqin really died, he might not have been so decadent or lived alone.
Therefore, finding out the real culprit is the only reason for him to live.
Hearing the voice, the battle maniac sitting on the ground moved slightly on his pathetic face. He raised his eyes to look at her. When he saw that it was her, he didn't seem to be curious at all.
"Coming?" He spoke indifferently, but his movements didn't change. He kept a lazy sitting posture, raised his hand's wine pot, raised his head and took another sip, and there were several unopened wine bottles beside him.
Feng Mo Chen also leaned against him to sit on the ground and picked up the wine pot on the ground. She twisted it open and said, "I'll drink with you." Then he raised his head and took a sip: "it's really good wine. I didn't get such a good wine in the palace?"
"You're kidding. The wine here is better than the wine in the palace." Zhan Kuang chuckles, turns his eyes and looks at Feng Mo Chen who drinks and wipes his mouth. His eyebrows are bent up and he laughs sarcastically. "Since his highness is OK, why do you come to me? I'm not afraid that I will kill you in anger."
"If you want to kill me, you have already killed me. Will you wait until now?" Feng Mo Chen smiles indifferently. She smiles brightly. She says, "I came here to tell you something about yesterday. I'm sorry. It's my people who are eager to save me. Then they find someone to confess their guilt. Of course, you didn't investigate the truth of this matter. Let it blow like the wind, and don't take any trace away. I also know that you are fishing for a long time to bring out the real murderer. "
Listen to Feng black minister's words, war crazy Mou color slightly a deep, "so what, all clues are broken, the murderer now don't know where happy?"
"I don't give up so easily. Uncle Huang, you will be on my side, right?" Phoenix Mo minister Mou son twinkles, a face asks him seriously.
"What do you want me to do?"
"I want to reexamine Wei Xueqin's bones. Although her body was burned, I want to see her bones. I want to prove that my idea is right." Feng Mo Chen Dao.
The war maniac slowly narrowed his Phoenix eyes. His face became dignified and his thoughts became complicated. He said, "I can let you check, but there is one thing you must promise me."
"What's the matter?" Feng Mo Chen was surprised.
"You must find out this matter within a month, otherwise, I will still kill you. I will never allow her to die like this." The war crazy congeals her, word by word, in the eye is showing indifference and unfeeling.
More is a more persistent.
The words are so dead that there is no room for change.
In fact, before he came here, Feng Mochen had already guessed that the war maniac would not give up so easily. He must still bear a grudge against her. The kind of heart that wants to kill her is always so sure and persistent.
Although he was so restrained, she also felt the killing intention in his eyes was so strong.
"Fa, in a month, if I can't find out the real murderer within a month, my life is up to you. Is that ok?" Feng Mo Chen promised, looking at his cold, sad face, she answered very sincerely, seriously, not like lying.
At this point, she had no other choice.
After all, she is also a persistent person.
"I'll take you to see her." Hearing her words, the fierce fire in the war maniac's eyes faded slowly. His eyes were a little deep, and he stood up.