Old Xu used the method of keeping a dog to fall in love

Hello everyone, my name is Jiang Liren.

I'm pretty lost right now, yes.My dad told me that without the help of Jinju, I thought God was going to kill me.

But in fact, the sky did not let me go.

I'm in Jinju now, when I came last time, I was in a small house, with amiable and amiable girls, serious guys who are serious but inner little princesses.You can also get the big white rabbit toffee from the pro-female.

What is given to me now is a house, and there is a fence between me and them, and I sit on a chair.Even if you move, you will feel flustered by the chair.

Opposite is also a serious man and a friendly woman, but the friendly woman looks at me now... laughing a little scary.

I said, "What are you going to do now? Are you going to ask something?" I was brought in out of nowhere, I just knew they were going to ask me about the case of the murder painting.

The friendly woman smiled blindly, laughing so hard that I felt hairy.The serious man was sitting on the side with his head down, not knowing what to write in the notebook.I took a sneak peek, but it was too far away.

Stretch your head over there, but you can't see it.

I spoke again: "Are you going to ask about the murder case? What kind of evidence have you obtained? I can be a witness."

The friendly girl still laughs, and the serious guy still writes and draws.

I continued talking, rambling on about everything that happened since I lost my memory.

The pro and the girl kept staring at me and laughing. When I talked about it, my mouth became dry and I almost finished talking about my recent relationship. They didn't change anything.

When I was thinking, maybe they were trying to trap me in the promotion bureau, the serious man spoke up.

"How do you prove that you have the bag of murder paintings?" The serious man said this in a flat tone, as if asking 'what did you eat this morning'.

However, this sentence completely stunned me.Because I can't justify the homicide painting.

The murder painting was given to me by Xu Xuexuan in the hospital, but it was wrapped in a coat at the time.That said, my mother and sister, Xu Xuexuan, can attest that I can get a bag.But they couldn't prove that the inside of the bag was a murder painting.

Only I have seen the murder painting, and now the murder painting has been washed down the sewer by me.

No one can prove that I ever owned a murder painting!

"Why did you show up in Wanlian Square during the heart-pounding case? Did you witness the murder scene, or did you kill someone?" The serious man continued to ask me.

I can't answer either.I lost my memory, why did I appear in Wanlian Square, did I witness the murder or... I was actually an accomplice of the owner of the murder painting, I don’t know.

"Haha, don't be nervous. It's just a general question, we don't have any definite evidence yet." The pro-friendly woman said with a smile: "We just know that you appeared in Wanlian Square, and then there was a heart attack on the same day; you After arguing with the two victims of the frying case, they also died one after another; after you beat the staff of Yinhai, he was also boiled."

"They are all related to you, and you also told the circumstances of each of the dead, and you also have a motive to kill them. So...do you really have amnesia or fake amnesia?" She twirled around her fingers.

"I..." I wanted to say something, to justify something, but I couldn't.

How should I explain it? Do I have to say: I don’t know why I appeared in Wanlian Square; did I cry and fall asleep after the dispute?

Suddenly, I asked: "The deceased in the cooking case had a fight with me? Why?"

What does the cooking case have to do with me?

The serious man squinted at me, and he said, "You want to use this method to prove that you have amnesia? Don't you think Jinju people are a bit of a fool? It seems that you need time to let you calm down?"

I made a request: "I want paper and pen." I need to sort out the information I have now and figure out what can be inferred.

After I finished speaking, the corners of their mouths twitched, probably because they didn't expect such a request from me.But fortunately, they did not refuse my request.

After getting the pen and paper, I started to write:

Important: I am not the master of homicide paintings.

Known: The owner of the homicide painting did a case of digging out the heart-cooking case-fried case-burning skin case.I know exactly how to kill.

Heart-breaking case: The time of death of the deceased corresponds to the time of my appearance.Lack of alibi and criminal motive.

Retort case: I fight the dead.There is an alibi.

Fry case: I feud with the dead.I have an alibi confirmed by my mother and elder sister.

Burning skin case: No connection, alibi, no motive.

Current situation: I am the most suspected, but the Jin Bureau should not have my substantive evidence and cannot arrest me.

After I finished writing, I raised my head and asked, "I really lost my memory. I'm thinking now. Who is the murderer? I want to ask about the cooking case."

The serious man and friendly woman looked at me strangely, probably they had never seen such a miraculous prisoner.

The serious man said: "The Jin Bureau found that you had a fight with the deceased in the cooking case three months ago. There were surveillance videos and witnesses at that time."

I asked: "Why?"

The serious man said: "During the interview, they said that it was because the deceased sent you to someone's room who wanted to take care of you. If you refused to follow, and then escaped, you would beat him when you returned." I heard After it was over, I was still in a daze for a long time.

Am I very beautiful?Why are they all planning to take care of me?

After I regained my senses, I sighed deeply.

"By the way, you are the biggest suspect now. Although we don't have substantial evidence to arrest you, please stay here for the next period of time. It's best to recall your memory quickly and help us solve the case "The friendly girl smiled and said, "It's better for everyone."

Now the biggest connection between the deceased is me, what should I do?

They keep looking at me and I don't know what to reply.

After a while, the friendly woman said to me, "Are you thirsty?"

I licked my lower lip. I haven't eaten for a long time since I entered Jinju, and I haven't eaten anything either.It is natural to be thirsty and hungry.

The friendly girl said softly, "Let me bring you a glass of water."

Soon, the friendly woman gave me a cup of hot water.A mug with a picture of a super cute girl filled it with hot water.

I froze for a moment and asked, "Why didn't you give me a paper cup?"

The friendly woman said: "Recently, environmental protection is promoted, so we don't use paper cups or plastic cups. Drink quickly, there is still time to boil."

I didn't think much about it, and gulped down a glass of water. After drinking it, I didn't feel so dry.

I asked: "Why do you trap me here? If I am a murderer, it is useless for you to lock me here; if I am not a murderer, then if you let me out, I can help you find clues."

The friendly woman shook her head, did not speak, but glanced at the surveillance camera imperceptibly.I see it and I understand it.

When the time was up, Qin He Nu hugged me outside the Jin Bureau and said, "I believe Jiang sir's children would not do these things, but it's really difficult to do now, so I can only treat you like this, I'm sorry."

I understand what she is saying is that this serial case has attracted the attention of the higher authorities, and she also needs to make some achievements.So bear with me, and ask me from time to time, so that it can be regarded as giving the higher authorities something to say.

This situation also requires mutual understanding, so I hugged her back to express my understanding.

The friendly girl sent me away with a smile.

I wanted to go home, but I saw Xu Wenhua and the flower girl across the road.

When the two of them saw me coming out, they waved to me.I stopped hailing a car on my phone and walked across the street to find them.

After crossing the road, the flower girl ran up and grabbed my hand and said, "Brother, did they bully you?" She had a worried expression on her face.

I shook my head and said, "No, there are delicious and delicious treats inside, it's just been boiled." I rubbed the flower girl's head.

Xu Wenhua said: "Food and drink to entertain? They are very nice."

After finishing speaking, he lifted the bag in his hand, and the flower girl immediately answered, "We made a small dessert. Teacher Xu taught me how to make a cake. I want to give it to my brother."

The flower girl took out a lunch box from the bag, and there were three cupcakes in it.She took one out and handed it to me, and I tasted it—it was too sweet.

I looked at the flower girl's eyes of "begging for praise", endured the discomfort, ate the whole cake in two or three bites, and said, "It's delicious."

The flower girl was going to give me another one, but Xu Wenhua stopped her and said, "Let Ah Ren take these two back and eat slowly, and we'll take you home." Xu Wenhua fastened the lunch box.

I took the bag and said, "I'll just go back by myself, so I don't need to bother you."

The flower girl immediately refused, she snorted coquettishly, and then said, "I want to give it away."

I frowned slightly, the behavior of the flower girl was very coquettish, just like the first time I saw her, I also felt a little savage.I can't bear such a temper, but I also admire Xu Wenhua in my heart for being able to restore the flower girl to her original temper.

"Big brother, I want to send you off. And I have passed Sister Jiang to know about you, so I want to help you!" The flower girl shook my hand.

The flower girl is almost ten years younger than me, and she is so cute at her age, it just makes me feel... cute girl!

"Then how are you going to help me?" I never thought that the flower girl could help me, so I asked with the idea of ​​teasing a child.

The flower girl rubbed her chin pretending to be old-fashioned, shook her head and said with an air of a master: "The mountain people have their own tricks."

I pinched her face in a funny way, and said, "Why are you so young, and what kind of tricks are you doing? If you don't tell me, how will I know if it's good or not?"