Fatal temptation

"No trouble, no trouble. Can Jiang Dajiang talk about it now? You were alone in the studio that day. What happened?"

"..." Jiang Yiran was obviously stunned by Chen Qiao's single-handed approach for a moment, and then said after a while, "I don't know, it's just a sudden headache, and many images flashed in my mind. You know, being a painter takes time A lot of mind, sometimes unable to distinguish between reality and fantasy, probably caused by nervous decline."

"Oh...that's it. You need to rest more. But the great artist doesn't think that the timing of your headache is too coincidental?"

"..." Jiang Yiran's face turned completely cold. He didn't expect this policeman to be so difficult and annoying, but he couldn't show his disgust, so he could only say as gently as possible: "Officer Chen means that Jiang deliberately To avoid interrogation. What motive do I have for doing this?"

"Don't get me wrong, I don't mean that at all, I'm just curious."

"Officer Chen, Yu Ming died, I was also very surprised." He relaxed his body, leaning back on the pillow, his brows drooping, and he didn't need to act deliberately, people could feel the sadness and uneasiness around him.

This is really a very gentle person, exuding a peaceful temperament from the inside out, making people unconsciously want to get close.

Could such a person be a treacherous and evil person?

"Don't be sad..." Chen Qiao was about to say something to comfort him.

I heard him continue in a very low voice, "I, Amu, Yaohu and Yu Ming grew up together, born in the same compound, this time when I returned to China, I wanted to have a good get-together, who would have thought It’s going to happen one after another.”

"Besides the four of you, is there anyone else?"

"what?"

"I mean, who else grew up with you? I heard that your small group of eight was very famous in the entire high school."

"...It seems that Police Officer Chen has indeed done a lot of homework." Jiang Yiran sighed, "The eight of us were indeed together all the time."

"Look, are these eight?" Chen Qiao took out the old photo Cheng Simu gave him.

Jiang Yiran only took one look, then closed his eyes, then opened them again, "Yes."

"Then," Chen Qiao's finger moved across the photo, "Who is this?"

"Zhao Yu."

"Then what about this?"

"Zhou Yuanyuan. They were a couple back then."

"The man died in a car accident, right?"

"Yes. At that time, Yuanyuan was very sad and went abroad."

"So she went abroad by herself instead of being sent out?"

"No one sent Yuanyuan abroad. She wanted to go out by herself. At that time, it was a big mess, and Uncle Zhou is still sad. If Officer Chen doesn't believe it, you can go..."

"A racing club on the outskirts of town."

"It seems that Officer Chen really came prepared. Then, how can I cooperate with you?"

"So what did you see that night?"

"Blood, car accident."

"what?"

"..." Jiang Yiran thought to himself, who would have thought that the policeman would repeat the previous question so unexpectedly.I was caught unprepared, and there is still a possibility of saving it.

Chen Qiao was still aggressive, "What car accident?"

Jiang Yiran immediately adjusted his expression and recalled in a dazed manner, "I saw the car accident. Yaohu was lying on the ground with a lot of blood."