Criminal investigation crime night stealth

Through the cat's eyes, she saw that the person coming was a man, as if she had sensed that she was looking out, the man raised his head at this moment, revealing that face.

Lu Yao was startled, Mologa?that doctor?

What is he doing here at this point in time?
"What's the matter with you?" She didn't open the door.

Mologa took off his hat and showed a face full of vicissitudes. He almost begged and said, "Yaoyao, can we talk?"

Yaoyao?

Why is everyone calling her Yaoyao?
Are people so familiar nowadays?
Originally, her senses towards this person were mediocre, but now that she heard this sentence, she just felt disgusted.

Nevertheless, Lu Yao replied calmly: "I'm sorry, Doctor Mo, it's too late, tomorrow"

"Don't you want to know why your teacher and teacher's wife were killed?"

Just a few words, like a bolt from the blue, hit Lu Yao hard, she trembled, and slowly opened the door, "What do you mean by what you just said?"

Mologa looked at her deeply.

Lu Yao couldn't tell what kind of eyes it was.

Take a souvenir.

reluctant.

There is even relief.

She closed the door and was about to ask, when she lowered her head and saw a black plastic bag in the man's hand, and a faint smell of blood gradually spread in the room.

She subconsciously took a step back.

Mologa smiled at her, with infinite despair in that smile.

Her hand rests imperceptibly on the doorknob.

As long as Mologa acts rashly, she can rush out immediately.

"What did you mean by what you just said?"

Mologa turned around and sat down on the sofa, casually put the plastic bag on the coffee table, poured himself a cup of tea, glanced at the tablets of the two old men in front of him, and drank the tea in one gulp.

"Sometimes I wonder if I'm doing something wrong."

What did you say out of nowhere?
He pulled another tissue and wiped his hands slowly, "If we hadn't shown up, you should have lived happily ever after."

"What do you mean?" Lu Yao let go of his hand and approached him suspiciously.

The man's cold voice told the story gently, "Sometimes when you think about it, it's good to forget, at least you won't live this life with hatred."

He has no malice.

She sat aside, keeping her eyes on the black plastic bag, "What the hell are you trying to say?"

"Do you still remember the corpse that hit you?" Holding the teacup in both hands, he slowly raised his head.

Lu Yao paused, and subconsciously took out his mobile phone to record. Mologa noticed her movement and just smiled, "There are twelve children in the orphanage, so far, only the four of us are still alive."

twelve.
Only four are left alive.

Is it what she thought?
Before Lu Yao could utter the question, Mologa took out his mobile phone, and on the screen of the mobile phone was an old yellowed photo.

Twelve children and four adults.

"Thinking about it now, although those days were difficult, we still survived." He laughed at himself: "It's not like now, where everyone lives a decent life, but they can't make it to the end."

He is a child of an orphanage.

Lu Yao confirmed this matter immediately.

Thinking carefully about what happened that day, she was taken aback, she should have thought of it long ago.

No one will care about others for no reason, and no one will always meet you by chance, some are just careful calculations.

All the coincidences seem to be coincidences, but they are actually carefully planned by people with a heart.

There seemed to be something flickering in his eye socket.

For some reason, seeing Mologa's appearance, she unconsciously looked away, panicking in her heart, but she couldn't explain why.

When her eyes fell on that photo, she carefully observed the people inside, and there were several familiar faces among them. When her eyes touched the boy in the middle, her heart twitched violently.

Pain spreads all over the body.

This child is.
Mo Bei?
A little girl stood next to Mo Bei. The girl held the boy's hand and smiled like a flower.

Gradually looking over, she was surprised to find that there was the dead child in the dream, Mo Qi, and Mologa in front of her in the photo.

The four adults sitting in front were the school teacher Su Jiyue, the deceased Chen Changwei, Chen Changwei's wife, and a man.

Seeing the man's face clearly, her expression changed suddenly.

This person's face was exactly the same as that of the corpse that fell from the sky, she looked up in surprise, "This is?"

Mologa looked at her quietly, "The first time we met was in the hospital. You were hit by this corpse. I was your receiving doctor. Later, when you were injured during a mission, I was the receiving doctor."

Lu Yao was shocked.

How could she not remember these things?

"Later, Mo Bei came and he didn't let me get in touch with you, so I changed my job. I thought it would be like this, but Mo Bei has gone crazy, and he won't let any of us go."

"Professor Sun didn't have to die, but Mo Bei couldn't see you happy." Mologa's face gradually became cold.

Lu Yao was startled, and immediately grasped the point, "What do you mean by that? Explain clearly!"

Her heart was beating wildly.

If the murderer was Mo Bei, what had she done during this time?
Having been with the murderer who killed the teacher for so long, and even felt compassion for the murderer?
As if he had expected Lu Yao's reaction in this way, Mologa continued: "The two children didn't want to kill people. The girl was consulted in Mo Bei's psychological clinic. They killed someone overnight. And successfully brought you into Mobei's carefully woven net."

Lu Yao clenched his fists tightly, even breathing carefully.

She didn't dare to interrupt, for fear that Mologa would not want to continue talking.

The truth is right in front of her eyes, and she must not give up.

"The homeless man was a handyman in the orphanage at that time, and this was his first step." Mologa suddenly poured some water on the table.

"Kill Su Jiyue at the graduation ceremony, this is the second step"

"His target is Su Jiyue, why did he kill my teacher?" Lu Yao forcibly restrained his emotions.

Mologa stared into her eyes and said word by word, "Because you are doing well."

Lu Yao laughed, "What kind of bullshit reason is this?"

Just because she is doing so well, she wants to kill the teacher?

What kind of bullshit logic is this?

"The people who survived this orphanage, except you, everyone is living in pain. From the day Mobei found us, he said that it is only fair that everyone is in pain. You forget all the pain, which is not good for everyone. fair."

The gentle voice uttered the cruelest words, and when Lu Yao heard it, she felt that a blade was gouging out her heart.

It turned out to be because of her.

It turned out that it was because of her that she died.

Her eyes were red and her voice was choked up, "Then what about the teacher's wife, why did you attack the teacher's wife?"

Mologa put one hand on the table and reached for the plastic bag with the other, "You're about to find him, and"

He paused, his eyes fixed on Lu Yao's face, "He said that he didn't want to see you and Shen Zhinan appearing in the same scene, since you ignored the warning, then give me some practical advice."

"Your teacher's wife had a heart attack, she was sent to the doctor in time, and she can still be saved, but..."

He stopped.

Lu Yao gritted his teeth, "But what, say it!"

"I am the doctor on duty that day."

"Mologa!" Lu Yao stood up suddenly, and picked up the vase at the side, "Believe it or not, I will kill you!"