Mobson said softly: "My dad's still in the morgue, don't tell me about love now. ”

Gu Zheng came up and looked at him coldly: "You can not talk to Huang Ling about love, but believe her, she did not kill anyone. ”

Mobson's lips were tight, his face was faint, his eyes were deep, and he couldn't see what he was thinking when he heard his words.

“I just talked to her, you can watch the surveillance footage, it might help you.” At least knowing that Huang Ling is not the murderer will make his heart feel better.

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After Gu Yiu and Song Wen left, Mobson stood outside the Serious Crimes building and looked inside.

He came here to see her.

He knew Gu Xiao was here and wanted to hear what she had to say to Gu Xiao.

I don't know why, now, he doesn't want to go in and see her.

Her sad eyes and her hateful eyes made him heartbroken.

Liu Fengfeng... why did she call him an animal?

'Cause he shouldn't have let Huang Ling stay inside?

Huang Ling is now locked in, safer than outside activities--

At this time, the head of the Serious Crimes Unit was coming out with a group of people. When he saw Mobson, he hurried forward: “Mr. Mo, are you meeting with Huang Ling? ”

Mobson shook his head, tightened his thin lips, and did not say anything.

“We're going to investigate the 9/24 murder carefully, and the president suspects that the killer was not Huang Ling," the team leader said. ”

Mobson just looked at the captain lightly.

The captain looked at him and asked carefully, "Mr. Mo, you're a family member of the deceased. You're not suing Huang Ling, are you? ”

Mobson squeezed his lips: "A month, a month. If I don't find anything new, I'll sue. ”

That just happened to be heard by Huang Ling, who was escorted out of Serious Crimes.

Prosecution?

Is this a lawsuit?

Knowing that Huang Ling was Gu Xiao's sister, she was escorted back to the detention facility and was afraid to use handcuffs.

It was guarded by four policemen.

Huang Ling stood one meter inside the door and looked lightly at Mobson.

Mobson also looked inside through the team leader, looking at them, looking at them.

Seeing Huang Ling, who was not an adult, Mobson grabbed her hard.

Huang Ling's heart, too, hurts.

She was more certain that if he wanted to have Aina, he wouldn't love himself anymore.

If he loved himself, he wouldn't sue himself...

Prosecute, if you don't find the real killer, you'll find her a killer and convict her...

He could be sentenced to death. He doesn't care if she dies. Will he still love her?

Huang Ling's heart hurts so much...

Turns out the love he gave her was so cheap.

She knows he's in pain for losing his father, but she can't do this to her, she doesn't care about her life...

Huang Ling suddenly hated herself, not Mobson.

When I hate myself for falling in love, why do I always have to be wholehearted--

Once they lose each other, they get hurt badly.

Huang Ling stopped and walked out.

At the door, there was a bulletproof police car, and she finally got in without even looking at Mobson.

The car left, Mobson turned around, gazed, followed the car.

He tightened his thin lips and his lips were straightened out.

Deep five officials, stiff, eyes, deep as a pond.

Huang Ling... hates herself very much.

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His new house was rigorously guarded by the police.

Except for the police, he can't even get close to himself.

There were several policemen at the scene.

He booked a room at the hotel.

Back at the hotel, fucking Mibrenda and Grandpa Ross, both of them.