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Chapter 8:Skeleton - Female Corpse in the Bathroom 3

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The interrogation room.

There is only one lamp.Two people.

There were no windows, so the light bulbs looked particularly glaring.

Wu Biao's fingers beat the table with rhythm.Across the table sat a man of about twenty, slightly fat.He was wearing a school uniform and still going to school.He lowered his head, his legs trembling under the table.

Maybe it’s habit, maybe it’s nervous.

“What did you do to that girl?”When he spoke, he looked down on his eyes as if he were absent-minded.

The man looked up at him and lowered his head.“What do I do?We're just in normal contact."

Wu Biao sneered."After dark, it is normal to associate with your girlfriend to a secluded alley?"

“Where am I?”We met on our mobile phone at the door of Xiyuanqiao Park, very close to her school.I arrived early.She didn't see anyone for two hours, and didn't answer her phone."

“When was the last time you called?”

"On the way to Xiyuan Bridge, she also left school and said that she could come in ten minutes..."

“And then what?”

"Then she said, and she didn't squeak."

“Oh, oh?”

"I thought she was making little sex, and she hung up... After a while, I dialed over again, and no one answered."

“Then.”

“I’ll wait for her, call her phone, no one picks her, wait...”

“Then.”

“Then I’ll go home.”

“Going home?”

“Hmm.”

“You didn’t have any doubts about what happened to your little girl?”

"I thought about it, but I thought, maybe... maybe it's not possible."

“Maybe not likely?”

The man’s head was buried lower.

“Did you call her home to make sure she was home?”

“No.”

Wu Biao laughed.

The man immediately defended.“Her parents have always been against our relationship.I don't know how to call her home, lest I get scolded."

“Didn’t you call the police?”

“No.”

“Why not call the police?”

“...”

He answered for the man.Because you are weak, because you know what is going on.Because you were in that alley—”

The man changed his face and shouted, “No, not what you said... I, me, I didn’t kill her.”I love her, how could I kill her?"In the end, the sound is exhausted.

Wu Biao laughed."Do you love her! because love and hate are not a good motive for killing?"She wants to break up with you, you don't agree, you're going to talk about her, and if there's no possibility of compounding, you're going to kill her in anger."

He held a picture in front of the man and almost pressed it to his face.

The man rolled his eyes and looked at the girl in the blood in the picture.Familiar face, flesh-and-blood blurred knife...

He broke down, knocked out a picture of Wu Biao's hand, and grabbed his hair and howled.

Wu Biao slapped him in the face, and the man screamed and fell.He curled up like a shrimp rice, tears flowers out, "I didn't know if Song Jia had anything wrong or something else."If nothing happens, I call the police, and her parents will know that they will no longer let us have a relationship.If something happens, I can’t do anything alone.”

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