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Gu Qiu helped the crying woman, comforting her: “Auntie, don't worry, from our conversation, I can see that Huang Ling has no motive to kill. We'll find out. Give her back a clean one! ”

People don't know Huang Ling. He does!

Huang Ling was a former Sung Li, she used to follow him around his ass when she was 13, then went to get married, car accident--

When she was bullied by Song Jinmei and Song Jiuyue and Lady Song, she didn't even think about killing them, let alone killing her own man's father, and fools wouldn't do that.

Gu Zheng glanced at the team leader: “Hold Huang Ling temporarily, do not prosecute, do not go to court, find the murderer! ”

Team Leader: “But on-site evidence...”

“Obviously, the killer set Huang Ling up on purpose!” Gu Qiu stared sharply at the team leader: “If you were the murderer, would you still leave the murder weapon next to the victim? Full search! ”

The president spoke. They're down there. Don't you dare disobey?

The team leader nodded: "Yes! ”

“Lock Huang Ling in a better room, three meals a day can not grieve! ”

The team leader nodded: "Yes. ”

Gu Zheng looked at the team leader: “Want to know who Huang Ling is? ”

The team leader shook his head and looked at Gu Xiao with confusion.

“My sister! ”

When did the president have a sister?

Gu looked coldly at the head of the Focus Unit: “She won't kill anyone! Get me the killer in a week! ”

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Song Liu Fengfeng, who died of crying, walked out of the building of the Serious Crimes Unit.

At the door, meet Mobson.

The pain of losing a father makes the whole of Mobson a lot worse.

He wasn't surprised to see Gu Xiao and Song Xiao, which he expected.

“You bastard!” When Liu Fengfeng saw Mobson, his emotions suddenly went out of control, disputed Song's worry-free hands, and jumped on Mobson, beating him again and scared him.

Mobson didn't stop her either, pushed her away, let her fist and punched him.

Deep eyes, a little hollow.

Tired, Liu Fengfeng cried and fell to the ground. “My poor daughter... why are you so bitter? I lost my father when I was a kid, and I'm a vegetable... and now I'm being framed... how can you be so pathetic...”

Liu Fengfeng raised her head and pointed at Mobson. “You bastard, you don't love Huang Ling, you can stay away from her. If you say to take her, you must keep your promise. How can you do this? How could you do this to her? ”

Mobson glanced deeply at Liu Fengfeng, his eyes overwhelmed with doubt, what did he do to her?

“Auntie, get up.” Song did not worry to come over and lift Liu Fengfeng up.

“Don't worry, Huang Ling's life is bitter.” Liu Fengfeng cried.

Song Feng held Liu Fengfeng in her arms without worries, consoling him: “You'll be fine, Auntie. ”

“Huang Ling doesn't kill people, you have to trust her... whoa...” Killing people is to pay for their lives, can Liu Fengfeng not cry?

Song Wuoxiao patted Liu Fengfeng's shoulder gently, constantly comforting her: “I believe her, Huang Ling will not kill, I know her. Don't be afraid, don't cry. ”

Song is also in a bad mood. Huang Ling is now in custody. He also knows that Mobson betrayed Huang Ling and is in a very bad mood.

Her eyes turned very clear and cold, looking at Mobson, "Mobson, how could you do this to Huang Ling? If you don't love her, why are you playing with her feelings like this? She meant it to you. Don't you feel it? ”