Chapter 391 The Child of Three Years Ago

The lockdown rushed through the door, and his eyes changed from nervous to indifferent.

I saw Zhang Tutu hugging Mu Qinghuan tightly and crying all the time.

Zhang Tutu's mood was very unstable, and he looked at Mu Qinghuan in the lockdown, "What?" ”

"I don't know, I'm afraid, she's just having a nightmare, right?" Mu Qinghuan shook his head puzzled.

"I'm afraid of ......" His lips and teeth trembled, Zhang Tutu tightened his wrists, holding Mu Qinghuan and refusing to let go.

"......" shrugged his shoulders, and Mu Qinghuan gave Feng Cheng a helpless look.

The lockdown is just standing dryly, after all, it is impossible for him to hug Zhang Tutu

It is impossible for him to smell other women's perfume on his body......

Soon, Zhang Tutu stabilized his mood and cried less exaggeratedly, but his tone was still full of choked voices, "Woo woo...... I dreamed that I was disfigured, and I was really scared of ......"

It turned out that she was just dreaming.

But whoever is changed will be afraid, after all, a woman's face is almost all of a woman.

If you ruin your face, you lose everything.

"It's safe here, you guys can rest first, I'll stay outside the door."

Seeing that the lockdown was leaving, Zhang Tutu immediately reached out and grabbed him, "I'm afraid...... What if, the murderer climbs in through the window? ”

"No, it won't." Feng Cheng shook his head, his tone was decisive, and he strode out.

Zhang Tutu is really scared, she is always suspicious, and feels that the murderer has been secretly paying attention to her all the time, and as long as there is a chance, he will ruin her face.

With trembling hands, Zhang Tutu stroked his face, and then pulled the quilt tightly and wrapped himself as tightly as possible.

"Are you alright?" Mu Qinghuan stared at Zhang Tutu's every move.

"I don't know......" Zhang Tutu was going crazy, crying lowly.

If it goes on like this, even if the murderer doesn't do anything, this Zhang Tutu will go crazy first.

Early the next morning, Mu Qinghuan changed into professional clothes and put on lipstick, and the whole person looked radiant.

As soon as she walked into the living room with her bag, she encountered the lockdown.

"Zhang Tutu is emotionally unstable, Officer Nangong will come over to look at her, I'll go to work first." Mu Qinghuan greeted him briefly.

Lockdown stretched out his hand and stopped her way, "Give me a glass of hot milk." “

Mu Qinghuan was depressed, "Although this is your home, I am not your servant." ”

"Obediently go make a cup of coffee...... Feng Cheng clasped his arms and blocked the door straight, not letting Mu Qinghuan go out.

Is he a scoundrel?

In fact, Mu Qinghuan also knew that the lockdown was waiting for her answer......

Mu Qinghuan, give me one last chance......

With this sentence in mind, Mu Qinghuan pulled his lips, and then walked to the kitchen to make him coffee.

hooked the corners of his mouth, closed the city and went to the bathroom.

He washed his face, wiped his face with paper, and was about to leave, when something flashed through his mind......

Stud earrings.

The earrings that Yang Chuchu wore before he was killed seemed to have ...... just now appeared on Mu Qinghuan's ears.

The heart was suffocated, and the lockdown quickly turned back to the living room.

"Breakfast is ready...... Mu Qinghuan not only made coffee, but also prepared a simple breakfast.

"I don't have much appetite...... Zhang Tutu took a sip of juice, his face was not very good.

"Eat more, don't be scared by the murderer, the murderer is also a human being, only one pair of hands, and she is not a ghost." Mu Qinghuan tried to comfort Zhang Tutu.

Zhang Tutu said nervously, "Perhaps, the murderer is a female ghost."

"How is that possible?" After Mu Qinghuan was stunned for a moment, she continued, "She is just hiding in the shadows, she has an identity that is not easy for people to discover, and if the police are there, she will definitely find out." ”

"Well, I won't think about such a complicated thing for now." Zhang Tutu said, and vigorously sandwiched food for the closure of the city, "I accidentally had a nightmare last night, I must have made a noise to you, right?" Eat more. ”

The lockdown has no appetite, staring at Mu Qinghuan's earrings.

Sensing this, Mu Qinghuan frowned slightly, looked at the closure of the city strangely, and then buried his head and took a small sip to drink soy milk.

"Mu Qinghuan, I have something to tell you." Unlike usual, the face of the lockdown is extremely serious.

"Huh?" Mu Qinghuan looked at the lockdown in confusion.

"Just ask a question." After a few sips of coffee, Lockdown stood in front of the windowsill of the living room.

The bright sunlight poured in through the clean glass windows, and when the city was closed, he raised his eyes, only to see Nangong Ling driving over.

"I'll take her to the police station for questioning first." Nangong Ling didn't stay long, and directly picked up Zhang Tutu.

As soon as Nangong Ling left, Feng Cheng turned around from the windowsill, "How did you get your earrings?" ”

"What do you mean?" Mu Qinghuan looked calm, reached out to touch his earrings, and didn't feel that there was anything wrong.

"You don't know?" Lockdown asked.

"I don't know ......" As he spoke, Mu Qinghuan took out a small mirror and looked at it, suddenly shocked, and his eyes widened for a moment.

This kind of broken diamond stud earrings usually look small and not very eye-catching, but when worn with a dress under the light, it will look sparkling and set off the temperament.

"Why are you here?" The lockdown rubbed at her earlobes and murmured lowly.

"Do you want to send me? But I don't need it" Mu Qinghuan thought that she was bought for her by the lockdown.

"It seems that you really don't know anything...... "After a pause, the lockdown reminded, "This stud earring was lost after Yang Chuchu was disfigured, to be precise, such evidence may have been accidentally dropped by Yang Chuchu when he was struggling with the murderer...... Well, it can only be in the hands of the murderer......"

Mu Qinghuan was extremely surprised, her heart was pounding, she didn't want to behave abnormally, she just held back the panic in her heart, and kept forcing herself to calm down.

Lockdown suspects her of being a murderer?

If he really thinks so, there will be no so-called last chance

He didn't believe in her character, thinking that she was a pervert, so it was better to avoid her from afar

"Your reasoning...... It's really exciting......" As he spoke, Mu Qinghuan shook his wrist and took off the earrings and threw them on the table in a huff.

She just turned around to leave, but the lockdown hugged her thin waist and continued to analyze word by word, "Or, the earrings were found by witnesses, and then picked up, and they were not lost in the hands of the murderer......"

Hearing this, Mu Qinghuan was slightly satisfied.

"After Yang Chuchu's accident, you were also in the underground garage, do you remember what was wrong at the beginning?" Feng Cheng held Mu Qinghuan's shoulders and asked.

Something is wrong...... Of course

Studs, car keys......

Yang Chuchu's personal belongings appeared on her Mu Qinghuan the same

No one felt more terrible than Mu Qinghuan

"I don't remember...... I just don't remember, don't ask me again" A panic, Mu Qinghuan glanced at the stud again.

"I believe in you." No one trusts Mu Qinghuan more than the lockdown.

If she likes him, he can take the initiative to send it to the door, and he doesn't have to use such perverted means at all......

Morning.

Mu Qinghuan and Zhang Tutu originally slept in the same room, but in the middle of the night, Mu Qinghuan put on his clothes and walked out alone.

The lockdown has been guarding the door, and when he saw Mu Qinghuan suddenly going out, he followed.

Mu Qinghuan drove to the underground garage of Yang Chuchu's house......

After standing for a while, Mu Qinghuan went to Yang Chuchu's apartment.

To be precise, she went to the top floor of Yang Chuchu's apartment.

On the top floor, there is an open space.

When the city was closed and chased to the top floor, from a distance, I saw Mu Qinghuan standing on the rooftop.

"Mu, Qing, Huan" closed the city and shouted.

Mu Qinghuan didn't react.

She looked very unusual......

"Mu Qinghuan, tell me, what's wrong with you?" hugged Mu Qinghuan from behind, and Feng Cheng only felt that his heart was aching for her.

Finding that Mu Qinghuan was in a trance, holding two car keys in his hands, the lockdown suddenly realized that Mu Qinghuan had serious sleepwalking.

If you hadn't lived together, you wouldn't have been able to find out about the lockdown.

"Lockdown?" Her body was shaken for a while, Mu Qinghuan's eyes, with deep fear, she threw herself into his arms, "It's all my fault, I was careless, let the child die in the stomach......"