, "Xiaoqi," the director turned to look at the woman who suddenly rushed out from behind Jing Mohao, and frowned, "Sorry, we don't have a prisoner named Xiaoqi here."
"His name is Luo Qi, Luo is Luo from Luo Shen, and Qi is" Luo Xi explained eagerly.
Jing Mohao's expression was cold, and he pulled Luo Xi back behind him.
He ignored her excitement and continued to ask, "What has he said since he entered the situation?"
"He is very tough-mouthed and refuses to say anything."
"Take me in and take a look."
Jing Mohao said calmly.
"Okay, come with me."
The director extended his hand to guide him.
"Jing Mohao" Luo Xi grabbed Jing Mohao's sleeve, a little confused.
Why did he ask what Xiaoqi said and why he didn't tell them to release her immediately.
Jing Mohao didn't look back, just wrapped her up with one hand and walked up the steps.
The two followed the police into the interrogation room, and Luo Xi saw the young figure handcuffed on the stool at a glance.
I saw that there were red marks on his body from the whip, his head was hanging down, and there were water droplets on his hair.
I don't know whether it was sweat or being splashed on him.
They kept dripping down and fell to the ground, drying and getting wet.
"Xiaoqi" Luo Xi's pupils shrank and she shouted before rushing forward.
The young man's face had not completely transformed, his young black eyes cast a cold gaze that did not belong to him, and his lips covered with neat white teeth were stared at tightly by Luo Xi.
The long-awaited "sister" she had missed for so long failed to fall into her eardrums.
The young man looked at the woman at the door who spoke to him enthusiastically with an indifferent expression, filled with doubt.
"Xiao Qi, I'm Luo Xi, I'm my sister."
Luo Xi looked at his unfamiliar eyes and couldn't help but feel sore in her nose.
Does Xiaoqi no longer remember her?
Are the memories of them growing up together really just her memory book?
He is her only relative now.
The young man looked at him confusedly, then at the group of people around her, then lowered his head expressionlessly, returning to the way they saw him when they first came in.
Quiet and distressing.
Luo Xi held the table in front of her with both hands, which was a little hard to accept.
Jing Mohao looked up at the director, indicating that he could speak now.
The director nodded, "Young Master Mo, that's it.
The suspect Bing Xiao was arrested as the head of the Forbidden City Area.
Although the evidence is conclusive, from the arrest to the interrogation, the suspect refused to say a word, and neither did we.
There is no way to convict him, and we now suspect that he may be mute."
Before Jing Mohao could say anything, Luo Xi suddenly raised his head and shouted uncontrollably, "There is no way my brother is mute."
He was only sixteen years old, and he still had a long and bright life waiting for him.
How could he become mute?
"Luoxi, have you had enough trouble?"
Jing Mohao scolded her coldly.
Luo Xi stared at him with red eyes, biting her lower lip tightly, leaving a circle of red teeth marks.
Jing Mohao raised his eyes helplessly and pulled her into his arms.
The moment Luo Xi pressed her shirt against his, tears fell unsatisfactorily.
Even if they have no memories, they still have blood Regardless of whether Xiaoqi is deaf or mute, or whether he still remembers her, she must rescue him.
Jing Mohao's eyes were filled with endless undercurrents.
From the arrest to the interrogation, he didn't say a word, didn't resist or admit anything.
The only possibility is that this Luo Qi is not the real culprit behind the scenes at all, but just a scapegoat who was pushed out and convicted.
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