After my soul traveled through time and space, I became the male protagonist Bai Yueguang

The interrogation room was extremely quiet. Even Lu Wei, who had been sitting inside for several hours, had not moved at all. He just sat stiffly in the chair, with only the cup of hot tea on the table emitting wisps of white smoke.

Lu Wei's life was investigated very thoroughly, almost all of his ancestors were checked. If the roots were rotten, the seedlings would naturally not be much better.

Although Lu Wei's father was a mechanic, he was no worse than Lu Wei when he was young. He also committed the crime of injury and was sentenced to several years in prison, so the police were not very polite to Lu Wei.

But Lu Wei seemed to turn a blind eye, or it could be said that the police's attitude was not that important to him. He was in his thirties, but his face was covered with dark spots, and it was obvious that he was seriously ill.

The criminal police didn't waste any time talking to him and asked him how he did it.

In the monitoring room, Situ Rui looked at Mu Yanchen nervously, fearing that he would not be able to control himself and do something irreversible when he heard some details. After all, the person in the interrogation room was the murderer who directly caused Sheng Baiyi's death.

Mu Yanchen turned his head to look at Situ Rui, his eyes gloomy, "Do you think I will do anything extreme?"

Situ Rui almost nodded under Mu Yanchen's pressure, but when he wanted to reply, Mu Yanchen had already turned his head away, his eyes were heavy, and his narrow and long phoenix eyes were as cold as an ice-cold knife ready to be unsheathed, staring closely at the murderer with a calm face.

Lu Wei opened his dim eyes. It was obvious that the light inside had disappeared. His eyeballs were no longer clear, but turbid with patches of yellow-brown spots. He seemed to have become dull. The detective asked for a long time before he slowly turned to him, his eyes fixed on the detective. His voice was unusually calm, and no emotion could be heard from him. "Are you asking me how I sank that woman into the pond?"

His expression was dull, and he looked at the light on the ceiling of the interrogation room. "Ah, I remember."

The camera was facing Lu Wei, emitting a cold light.

The criminal policeman was taking notes with a pen. He looked up at Lu Wei but did not urge him.

"I remember that I was hiding in that car, and suddenly it started." He was obviously thinking for a moment, and his head began to shake. "After about fifteen minutes, I climbed out, and saw that the woman was almost unconscious. I used a handkerchief to knock her out, and then stopped the car on the side of the road, and I switched places with her."

"I drove all the way to the village, where there was a car that had been prepared long ago. I dragged her into the car and sat in the driving seat."

"We kept driving until we reached the reservoir. I got out of the car and put the woman in the driver's seat. Then I put her foot on the gas pedal and pulled up the brake. With a thud, I closed the door and watched the car slowly slide into the water."

Lu Wei seemed to have thought of something, his expression suddenly changed, and sparks seemed to appear in his eyes.

He suddenly stood up and the expression on his face suddenly became excited. The criminal police was also startled by him, but before he could react, he was grabbed by the arm by Lu Wei, who shook the criminal police violently.

He stared at the detective's face with bloodshot eyes, "Do you know? She, along with the car, rushed into the reservoir a hundred meters below. What a huge splash! She must have been smashed to pieces, eh? But I put a safety belt on her, maybe she didn't die like that! Maybe she woke up and was drowned alive!"

His face began to twist into a horrible state, his pupils were filled with bloodshot and his eyes were dark, as if he had been suffering from insomnia for many days. He tightly grasped the detective's arms, his nails almost digging into the flesh. The detective stared at him while enduring the pain to prevent him from taking any further excessive actions.

But Lu Wei didn't, he just kept shouting: "Don't come to me! Don't come to me! Every wrong has its perpetrator and every debt has its creditor!"

Seeing his condition, another criminal policeman rushed in from outside the door, and the two of them worked together to restrain Lu Wei on the chair.

When Lu Wei sat on the chair again, he suddenly became quiet again, but he was no longer in the same mental state as before. He seemed to be in fear all the time.

He murmured, "No, it's not me. Don't mess with my son... He is innocent... Or find me... Find me!"

As he spoke, Lu Wei held his head up with a look of fear on his face.

The two detectives looked at each other and nodded. One of them wrote a sentence on the record, "The suspect is mentally ill. The interrogation will be suspended until the results of the mental assessment come out."

Just a few words determined that everything Lu Wei had just said could not be used as valid evidence. The chandelier in the interrogation room was shaking, and a criminal police officer took Lu Wei away.

When the director saw Lu Wei being taken into custody, he carefully glanced at the silent man sitting in the wheelchair next to him. It is said that the dawn before the storm is the quietest.

He did not give Mu Yanchen a chance, and bent over and said, "Mr. Mu, look, this Lu Wei," he pointed his finger at his head and shook his head, "It won't work here, so we have to wait for the doctor to make a judgment first. What he said before may not be true, so don't mind it too much."

Mu Yanchen turned his head away. Although his position was much lower than that of the director, when he was stared at by his dark phoenix eyes, he would feel an inexplicable chill down his spine, and his aura would weaken.

The director was like this at the moment, he almost bent down to apologize to Mu Yanchen.

Mu Yanchen stared at him for a while and then retracted his gaze. He said calmly, "There may be something wrong with his body. Send your most trusted doctor to treat him. I will find a specialist to treat his mental condition." He glanced at the director, "You don't mind, do you?"

"I don't mind, I don't mind..."

The director wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He just wanted to send this Buddha away as soon as possible. Who could tell him why this famous Mr. Mu would actually ask about such an unimportant case?

"And more." Mu Yanchen continued.

The director sat upright, looking at Mu Yanchen eagerly, afraid that he had missed any instructions, "You say...you say."

"During this period of time, no one irrelevant to him can be allowed to get close to Lu Wei. If he dies, then the clues will be cut off."

The director heard these cold words as unquestionable and must be carried out.

"Yes! I will assign more people to keep a close watch on it as you ordered!"

"Also, I want to meet with Lu Wei, please arrange it."

"How difficult is that? Just do it tonight!"

The interrogation came to an end, and Situ Rui pushed Mu Yanchen out of the side door. The cold winter wind was chilly, scraping on the skin like a sharp knife, leaving shallow marks. Mu Yanchen looked up at the dark clouds in the sky, and he stretched out his hand to catch a freshly fallen ice crystal.

"It's snowing."