The scenery is infinitely good, Mao Xiaoyu couldn't help but quietly take a few photos.
Fortunately, the trip was not delayed, so the police did not stop or urge.
Luo Bo reminded in a low voice: "It's not too late to come back and shoot again." ” "Oh."
Putting away her mobile phone, Mao Xiaoyu looked at the river at the bottom of the slope, and suddenly remembered Xiang Mei.
At that time, she stood on the mountainside with short sleeves and long pants, smiling detachedly, and there was a sense of relief between her eyebrows, and the smile did not reach the bottom of her eyes.
"Boss, do you have the contact information of Jiang Shaofeng and Dai He?"
Luo Bo shook his head: "No."
Dai He said to let me leave my phone number, but I didn't give it.
How?
Are you in a hurry with them?
” Mao Xiaoyu opened his mouth in surprise first: Dai He actually asked him for his phone number?
But it quickly turned to the topic: "Hmm.
I suddenly wanted to know earlier that Dai He and Sister Xiang were really exchanging WeChat accounts at that time?
” "Can there be fake?
The two of them had a good chat.
Even if it is confirmed that it is not a fellow countryman, it is not strange for women to add WeChat accounts to each other, right?
” "Boss, I was saying it was weird.
Because Xiang Mei has always been so unsociable, it feels strange to suddenly become intimate with Dai He. ” "Hmm.
You mentioned it, I know.
Luo Bo nodded, glanced at the policeman walking in front of him, and whispered: "Your feeling is right."
So, can you feel where Xiang Mei is again?
” "How do I know this?
She said that when she came to the village, maybe she would stop in the village?
” "You have too many questions, and they all have something to do with her.
If you want to solve your doubts, you can only find her.
So don't you ask me, I'm not her, I can't solve your problem?
” Mao Xiaoyu took off her glasses and was awe-inspiring: "Then I'll look at it again." ” "Come on."
Luo Bo clenched his fists and smiled.
Of course, it is impossible to look around, so you can only look straight ahead.
"Huh?"
Mao Xiaoyu immediately had a harvest: "It's not far ahead, it seems that there is a familiar number of qi?"
” Luo Bo was suspicious, and pulled her to jump over the police: "Let go, let go." ” The police were inexplicable: "What are you doing?"
No need to crowd, the road is very narrow, be careful to fall into the river......"
"I'm sorry.
The stakes are high, so bear with me.
Mao Xiaoyu trotted all the way forward.
The number of qi will all belong to Xiang Mei.
She thought there would be an accident, and she wanted to protect herself at that time.
It seems that yes.
Xiang Mei is likely to have an accident.
At the end of the road, there is a wooden bridge, neither long nor wide.
Less than twenty meters, two people can be side by side.
The bridge head is a little dilapidated, and the deep traces left by the wind and rain can still be seen.
"Sister Xiang?"
Mao Xiaoyu stared at the familiar figure on the bridge in surprise.
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Xiang Mei looked at the bending river under the bridge, stunned.
The police and Luo Bo arrived later, and they both shouted, "Is she here?"
” "Sister Xiang."
Mao Xiaoyu prepares to go to the bridge. 、 "Don't come here."
Xiang Mei turned her head with a vicious expression: "One step closer, I'll jump down from here." ” Mao Xiaoyu shrank her feet in fright, busy: "Don't be impulsive." ” The police didn't dare to act rashly, but showed their documents: "Xiang Mei, right?"
We are the police.
There is a case in which you could please go back and cooperate with our investigation. ” Xiang Mei smiled compassionately: "It's so fast!"
” This smile was too crazy, Mao Xiaoyu bared her teeth and looked at her in horror.
"There's nothing to check, I killed Li Tang."
Xiang Mei was amazing.
Everyone was shocked at the same time and asked, "Why?"
” What is the motive that deserves to kill the killer who seems to be quiet?
Xiang Mei turned his head, continued to look away, and said quietly: "He deserves to die." ” "Sister Xiang, do you have an old enmity with him?"
Mao Xiaoyu asked in a low voice.
Xiang Mei didn't look at them either, nodding slightly.
"That's the case, Xiang Mei, please go back to the police station with us and turn yourself in."
The police persuaded with kind words: "There is an appropriate sentencing ...... in law for voluntary surrender" "Don't talk to me about the law."
Xiang Mei turned her head angrily, and glared at the police fiercely: "If the law is useful, Li Tang will not go unpunished." ” The crowd was silent.
"So, Sister Xiang, what are you going to do next?
It's impossible to escape.
You are reluctant to turn yourself in,......"
Mao Xiaoyu asked bravely.
Xiang Mei looked down at the river under the bridge with a gentle expression, and the corners of her mouth hooked slightly: "If I don't escape, why should I escape?"
I did the right thing, why should I run away?
” "Then you ......" the policeman was puzzled.
"I'm going to spend time with my good daughter."
Xiang Mei took a step forward, closer to the bridge.
"Hey, don't jump, calm down!"
Mao Xiaoyu and others at the head of the bridge panicked.
"Sister Xiang, be calm?
Don't be presumptuous?
In fact, according to the current law, murder does not have to pay for life.
Just hire a good lawyer.
Mao Xiaoyu persuaded in front of the police. provoked the two policemen to look at her sideways.
"Sister Xiang, you said you have a good daughter.
Then you jumped, what did she do?
Think about your family and children, and don't do stupid things. ” Xiang Mei smiled at her, and the smile was very strange.
"Sister Xiang......"
Mao Xiaoyu's goosebumps rose.
Luo Bo saw the opportunity and hurriedly persuaded: "Sister Xiang, didn't you say that Li Tang deserves to die?"
He is dead, then you should be happy, why pay for the life of the damned?
He's not a match, isn't he?
” "I appreciate your kindness."
Xiang Mei's mood calmed down and smiled bitterly: "But things are not what you think." ” "Sister Xiang, what's going on?
You wouldn't mind telling us about it, would you?
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Mao Xiaoyu took the opportunity to ask.
Xiang Mei sighed, looking at the deep mountains and jungles, infinitely sad.
"Sister Xiang, say it, it won't be uncomfortable to say it."
Stuffy in the heart, it is easy to drill the tip of the horns.
Pour out your heart, maybe you want to open it, don't go to extremes.
Both the police and Luo Bo gently persuaded Mei to calm down.
She didn't walk to the bridge, but lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, pointing to Mao Xiaoyu: "You come here." ” "Me?"
Mao Xiaoyu panicked a little, and did not hesitate: "Okay." ” "Four-eyed?"
Luo Bo stepped forward to stop her, making her look at her and telling her not to go.
"Boss, don't worry, I believe Sister Xiang won't hurt me.
She is not a murderous person.
Mao Xiaoyu took a deep breath and gently pushed him away and stepped onto the wooden bridge.
The wooden bridge has been around for some years, and it creaks when you step on it.
Xiang Mei stood in the middle of the bridge.
When she got closer, Mao Xiaoyu noticed that there was a little burnt paper money at her feet that had not been blown away by the wind.
"Sister Xiang, I'm here."
Mao Xiaoyu was less than two meters away from her, standing still and smiling.
"Come on."
Beckoning to May.
With a little apprehension in her heart, Mao Xiaoyu still kept smiling closer.
"Rest assured.
I won't hurt you.
Xiang Mei smiled and spread his hands: "My tools for committing the crime have been thrown away, and I may not be your opponent with my bare hands." ” Mao Xiaoyu smiled lightly: "I know."
Sister Xiang is a good person. ” "I killed someone."
"It must have been forced self-defense."
Xiang Mei smiled comfortably: "It's revenge." ” Mao Xiaoyu was surprised: "Yes, what kind of hatred?"
” The revenge of killing a husband or the revenge of taking money?
These two people don't listen to the same accent, aren't they?
If you are not in the same province, can you still have a deep grudge?
"It's a long story."
Xiang Meimei's eyebrows were full of sadness.