I regenerated a small bodyguard

Mu Jiashu slowly put down the notebook in his hand, looked at Wei Xun, since the red-faced character was already doing his part, so of course he had to cooperate.

"Don't be so excited."

He pretended to stop Wei Xun, and said slowly: "He Maolin, the surveillance camera beside the road has captured it. At around 22 o'clock in the evening on the [-]th, you ran into Pang Xing on Yiming Road, and they had a dispute soon. Take your mobile phone, you were pushed to the ground during the fight, and stabbed him in the chest with the flower shovel behind you. The case is basically clear now, do you have anything else to say?"

"...Young Master Mu." It seemed that he didn't hear Mu Jiashu's question clearly. It took a long while before He Maolin said such a sentence.In the dim light of the interrogation room, he slowly raised his head, his lips trembling, "You, you are not dead..."

Only then did Mu Jiashu realize that he wasn't playing dead just now, but was afraid.He and He Maolin were not familiar with each other, and they hadn't seen each other for many years. It was normal for the other party not to notice the change in him.

Wei Xun said on fire: "Fuck! Be careful what you say, you're fucking dead!"

He was really in a hurry this time, the ruffian energy brought out from the army immediately crushed He Maolin, and immediately retreated back and didn't make a sound.

Mu Jiashu smiled and kicked Wei Xun under the table, so Wei Xun backed away too.

Mu Jiashu did not answer He Maolin's question directly, but raised his eyebrows and asked back: "I really want to know, why are you so surprised to see me alive? Even if you heard some rumors about this, in broad daylight Seeing me, with Young Master Wei accompanying me, wouldn't it be enough?"

He leaned forward slightly: "What are you afraid of, huh?"

He Maolin's face was full of despair, and he murmured: "I never... never thought of killing people, and I don't know why things turned out like this... I didn't kill you ah!"

There is a lot of information in his words, Wei Xun tightened his hand under the table slightly, Mu Jiashu said: "It's not you, who is that?"

He Maolin shook his head, not knowing whether he didn't want to say it or didn't know.

"Well...then why did Pang Xing grab your mobile phone?"

"He, he may be short of money... I don't know either!"

Mu Jiashu casually picked up the evidence bag from the side and opened it directly. He didn't touch the discarded flower shovel used as the murder weapon, but took out another old-fashioned flip phone from it and looked at it repeatedly. With a layer of colorful protective film on it, he didn't need to ask to know that it must belong to He Maolin-it matched him very well.

Mu Jiashu was noncommittal to this apparently perfunctory answer, but just smiled: "He Maolin, are you afraid of death?"

This sentence was quietly asked by a person who was regarded as a dead person in his mind more than ten minutes ago. It was really chilling, and He Maolin shrank back involuntarily.

Mu Jiashu has already continued: "I was accidentally injured because of other prisoners fighting, died of illness in prison, and was shot to death trying to escape...These methods of death are not difficult. Wei Shao and I are not policemen, we can't decide The result of this interrogation, but we can decide your future."

He Maolin looked at him blankly, as if he had been frightened into a fool. Mu Jiashu was not in a hurry, and casually flipped through the phone, giving him time to react. With an invisible pressure, He Maolin's face became paler and paler.

"Okay. Even if you accidentally missed killing Pang Xing, then what was the purpose of you sending the photo of you and Wen Youlian to Young Master Mu?"

In the silence, Wei Xun suddenly asked such a sentence, the corners of Mu Jiashu's lips rose slightly, and He Maolin blurted out: "I didn't send that photo to Young Master Mu!"

Mu Jiashu said, "Oh? Who was it addressed to?"

He Maolin paused for a moment, and was confused by the two of them asking you and me. He really couldn't make up a reasonable lie, so he had to say: "It was sent to Mr. Mu."

Mu Jiashu quickly thought about the relationship between the two: "The reason?"

While asking this sentence, a strange voice suddenly came from his hand, as if someone was gasping for breath. Mu Jiashu looked down and found that he had accidentally clicked on a video in that phone .

His movements suddenly stopped

——In that picture is himself, the scene before his death.

Wei Xun leaned over strangely, just in time to see Mu Jiashu stretching out his hand a little bit in the screen, but the medicine bottle he was about to reach was kicked away.

The past that he had imagined countless times in his heart and could not let go of it, unexpectedly appeared in front of him at such an unsuspecting opportunity.

Wei Xun's head buzzed, his hands immediately became cold, his brain was congested, and his heart beat faster. It felt as if his last chance of life had been cut off.

"Snapped!"

Before he could continue to see clearly, Mu Jiashu had already closed the phone cover, and Wei Xun subconsciously pressed the back of his hand, as if wanting to stop it.

Mu Jiashu pushed his hand away, put the phone directly into his pocket, and said casually to He Maolin: "No wonder you are so scared when you see me."

He patted Wei Xun lightly under the table, and Wei Xun immediately turned around and held his hand tightly.At this time, He Maolin understood what the two of them saw, and said in a panic: "Young Master Mu, I really didn't harm you. This video was recorded by Pang Xing! After he finished recording, he sent it to Youlian's mother's mobile phone. I sent it from her mobile phone via bluetooth!"

Wei Xun said bluntly: "She let Pang Xing harm someone?"

"I don't know...that's all I know..." He Maolin murmured, "I didn't know that Youlian's family was a gangster at first, but she accidentally brought it up once. , I just found out that her mother is Wenhui, I was scared to death! Later, I was really scared after thinking about it, so I broke up with Youlian, but I owed a lot of money at that time, so I wanted to use those photos to blackmail a sum of money, I didn't dare to send it to them to be gangsters, so I changed someone..."

Then why are you sending it to my dad?

This sentence made Mu Jiashu's heart spin, but He Maolin had deliberately avoided this question before. Seeing that He Maolin had finally opened his mouth, he didn't want to interrupt him, so he still didn't ask.

He Maolin continued: "Young Master Mu, but I really didn't want to harm you! I don't know why something happened to you after the photo was sent, and I didn't ask for money. I really don't know!"

Wei Xun let out a sigh of relief and asked, "Did you only send photos? Didn't you send any blackmail letters?"

He Maolin said: "Yes."

But no one has seen the fabled blackmail letter.Wei Xun and Mu Jiashu looked at each other, and He Maolin had already continued:

"After we broke up, Youlian was not reconciled. She always looked for me. One day, she asked someone to take me to their house. Before she could say a few words, her mother came back. When she saw me, she was very angry and took Youlian I took it to the room to talk, and left me alone in the hall of their house..."

He Maolin sat alone in the hall of Wen's house, feeling uneasy, and no one came out after waiting for a long time.Although he felt that the mother and daughter should not know about the photos he sent, he thought of many episodes on TV, and almost worried that if Wen Youlian insisted on being with him, Wen Hui would find someone to kill him.

Just as he was thinking wildly, a slight vibrating sound came. He Maolin turned his head and found that beside him was the handbag that Wenhui had dropped on the sofa just now. The zipper was ajar. flashing.

No one answered the phone and hung up quickly, followed by another beep, indicating that someone had sent a video file.

He Maolin left by accident.

He and Mu Jiashu are alumni of the same school at different levels. Although Mu Jiashu probably doesn't have a deep impression of him, it's impossible for him not to know this young master who hugs him every time he leaves the classroom door. He also heard about Mu Jiashu's death a while ago, but he never thought that it would have anything to do with him in reality.

At that moment, He Maolin was so frightened that his hands were cold. He stared straight at the screen, almost feeling that Mu Jiashu, who was moving towards the medicine bottle, would suddenly come out and pounce on him.

The video ended soon. Fortunately, Wen's mother and daughter did not go out during this period.

Under the extreme tension, his mind was much clearer than usual, and he quickly realized that this could be a way to protect himself.He Maolin carefully looked around, lowered his head in a panic, moved his fingers quickly, and forwarded this video to himself using Bluetooth, and then cleared the transmission traces.

He checked the name of the person who posted the video and found that it said "Pang Xing".

Hearing this, Wei Xun couldn't help thinking of other things: "Did you know Pang Xing before this?"

If they don't know each other, even if they have this kind of relationship, it will be difficult to argue when they meet again.Now it is obvious that He Maolin used this video to intimidate Pang Xing, causing Pang Xing to come up to snatch the phone, and he killed him by mistake in desperation.

Wei Xun's words were fine, but his tone was urgent and rushed, as if he was suppressing some emotion, which might explode at any time.

He played the picture he had imagined repeatedly in his mind. On the one hand, Mu Jiashu was struggling to survive, and on the other hand, Pang Xing was condescending, complacent, contemptuous, and even took the video with fun.

Wei Xun was about to bite his teeth into pieces, he only hated Pang Xing for his early death.

He Maolin was taken aback by him, and replied without hesitation: "He was the one who took me to Wen's house."