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"We need to learn some more things from your wife, especially before the incident."

Seeing that he couldn't find a breakthrough here, the police had to shift their target.

Thinking of Meng Chu's current symptoms, Mu Yanzheng refused without thinking, "She lost her voice, I'm afraid you won't be able to ask anything."

"It's okay, we ask, she just writes it down."

The police didn't give up.

Seeing this, Xu Xiangnan hurriedly went to Mu Yanzheng's side and advised in a low voice: "They also want to solve the case as soon as possible. You have the ability, but you don't have the time."

Mu Yanzheng had to agree after a short consideration.

When the group returned to Mengchu's ward, she was staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Hearing the sound, he propped himself up on the bed with difficulty, and slowly sat up and leaned against the head of the bed.

The policeman watched and immediately handed her the notebook.

They had already written down the questions they wanted to ask in their notes in advance, and they just waited for Meng Chu to answer below.

——What were you doing before the incident?Did you find anything unusual?
Meng Chu looked at it, trying to recall, and tremblingly wrote a line under the question: After dinner, not long after returning to the bedroom, I heard the sound of going upstairs from the stairs outside.I hid in bed because of fear.

Seeing the answers that had been written for a long time, everyone present fell silent.

Only Mu Yanzheng's face turned green and pale.

He was sitting next to Meng Chu, protecting her back with one arm.

But seeing the answer now, his eyes were red and he was full of self-blame.

The police noticed his abnormality and asked quickly: "Mr. Mu, where are you at this point and what are you doing?"

That night, their chief of police also arrived at the scene.

Even though they all knew the inside story, they still had to go through the process according to the usual practice.

Of course, Mu Yanzheng responded obediently: "Participate in the dinner, at Ningxiang Pavilion on Fenghua Road."

"I have to bring a female companion with me that day, why do you..."

When one policeman asked, the other immediately touched him with his arm.

Without saying a word, the atmosphere suddenly dropped.

Meng Chu's hand holding the pen tightened slightly, and his fingertips turned white.

She lowered her eyebrows, no one could see what she was feeling at the moment.

They called her to go, but she insisted on going home because she was tired.

"Madam doesn't like crowded places, so I went home first."

Mu Yanzheng still answered the question calmly, the policeman looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.

The next question was still for Meng Chu, and the policeman wrote another line on it:

—How long did that sound last?What about the servants at home?

Seeing the question, Meng Chu frowned.

She looked up, shaking her head at the policeman.

At that time, she was so frightened that she didn't even bother to check the time.

As for the servants, Mu Yanzheng can also answer this question.

Mu Yanzheng's hand caressed her back, and said to the policeman: "The servant is on holiday that day, my mother and my son are both at the beach, and there is... no one at home."

After hearing this, the policeman hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Mr. Mu, we still need to ask your servants something."

"Let Chen An take you there in a while."

The policeman didn't speak any more, and continued to write the third question:

——Since when did you find out that there was a fire downstairs?Why didn't you choose to seek help from the outside world?Or try to save yourself and escape?

When Mu Yanzheng saw the problem, his heart suddenly picked up.

After hesitating, Meng Chu wrote down the answer truthfully:

The rattling of the stairs outside stopped, and I got off the bed and smelled a burning smell, so when I opened the window, I saw that the sky outside was a little red.At the beginning of the period, I didn't know that the downstairs was on fire. I called my husband but couldn't get through, so I thought about going outside to have a look.As soon as I opened the bedroom door, I found that the hallway was full of smoke...

"sorry."

Looking at what Meng Chu wrote, Mu Yanzheng let out a sad voice, his scarlet eyes were full of remorse.

The police did not continue to question, but Meng Chu mentioned Cheng Feng, so he was naturally the one they wanted to question.

After sending them away, the ward returned to tranquility.

Meng Chu was very depressed when the incident of the day was uncovered.

She really wanted to hold grudges against this man for the rest of her life, but she just couldn't bear it.

"Don't worry, the murderer will be found."

After helping her to lie down, Mu Yanzheng sat down beside the bed.

Meng Chu ignored his existence, closed his eyes and fell asleep slowly.

They stayed in the hospital all the time, but they didn't know that all the relatives of the Mu family outside were blown up.

The nearly hundred-year-old house was set on fire just like that, which dealt a heavy blow to them.

No, everyone gathered around Mu Yunzhang, the boss of the Mu family.

"What's the matter with Ah Zheng? He didn't come forward to solve such a big problem at home."

"Ah Chu was injured, Ruihe and I went over to have a look, but the bodyguards stopped him, saying that no one could disturb him without Mr. Mu's instructions."

"Why don't you let the past see it? If someone is injured, relatives should take care of it. Is there something wrong?"

"Ah Zheng is protecting his weaknesses. He is afraid that if something happens at home, it will cause harm to Ah Chu."

"Ruihe, what do you mean? I'm his third aunt, and I can still eat Ah Chu."

"I'm just guessing, don't think too much about it."

"Don't even guess, Lan Ying doesn't care about things now, all I can do is look at A Zheng. His actions are a bit extreme."

Several women from the Mu family chattered, making the men in the living room frown.

"Okay, stop arguing, my brain is buzzing."

Among them, the fourth grandpa, who was slightly older, uttered a voice to stop them.

Third Aunt Mu shut up angrily.

Mu Yunzhang couldn't sit still, and went outside with a cigarette.

Mu Yunting watched and got up too.

Because it is November, the weather is very gloomy.

The cold wind was blowing, and the face hurt from the cold.

Mu Yunzhang was in the yard, lighting a cigarette, and just took a puff when Mu Yunting's unhurried voice came.

"The fire, did you set it off?"

Mu Yunzhang was shocked and turned his head abruptly.

Thin and sunken eye sockets stared straight at the man staring at him with arms around him not far behind.

"Don't talk nonsense."

"Am I talking nonsense?"

Mu Yunzhang strongly opposed it, but Mu Yunting always had a half-smile, seeing through everything.

Perhaps because he was afraid that others would hear him, he took a few steps closer to the tense Mu Yunzhang, and said in a low voice, "Huang Juan has gone in, you have nothing to use? Tell me, attack the old house, let Dad How can the old man feel at ease under the Nine Springs?"

"you shut up!"

Mu Yunzhang's face was ferocious, and his anger seemed to erupt at any time.

Mu Yunting looked gentle, with an inexplicable smile floating on the corner of his mouth, "Our brother has been oppressed for so many years, and he always thought we were sick cats with no ability. I also know that you are wronged, guarding your dilapidated tea house all day long , and can’t make much money.”

"That's my hobby, I'm not interested in money."

Mu Yunzhang's mouth was so stiff that Mu Yunting almost tensed up, turned his head and covered his face, trying to hold back a smile.

After a while, he turned back again, "It's okay, if you don't tell me, we don't know. Anyway, it's burned down, and from now on, this Mu's Group, we each have our own abilities, and we can't let him Mu Yanzheng A junior has been occupying."

"I'm not interested, don't pull me!"

Mu Yunting looked determined to win, which made Mu Yunzhang grit his teeth.

"What are you doing? If you have any questions, go to the room and talk."

In the stalemate, the door was pushed open from the inside.