Chapter 17: The Witness.

On Tuesday, August 23, the light rain turned cloudy, 10:07.

City of C Radio Academy.The teaching room.

The teachers were very happy to leave.

Cui Bo sat in the chair, hands crossed his chest.I don't care about the narration and Cao Qing.

Murong Yuchuan made several phone calls to Lu Xiaotang one morning, and the answer was "the user has been shut down."

What is she really famous about?

Did you really give up the case and go all over the food?

Murong Yuchuan was puzzled, and Cao Qing was also a monk.He really did not understand the way of handling the case of Murong Yuchuan, a broomstick in the east.Think of a professional police academy student, actually follow an unreliable guy everywhere, is not a little silly?

Ten minutes later, Zhang Jun, the chief lawyer of Huadong Law Firm, hired by Cuibo's family, arrived full of sweat.

“The last time he took people in three words.”Cao Qing is very prescient with this 40-year-old bald-haired man.

“Take people’s money and take care of them.”Murong Yuchuan seemed disapproving.

Zhang Jun sat next to Cui Bo, his hands pressed the table hard, and put out a full bull fight.

In an unmistakable tone, he said, “Comrade, we have only ten minutes to explain everything clearly, and my client will have to attend classes.”

Cao Qing was not very good at the negotiations, and Murong Yuchuan had to temporarily impersonate the police.The army doesn’t know him anyway.

Murong Yuchuan said in the tone of the landing of Xiaotang: "If your client does not cooperate with us, we will have to spend another ten minutes."

The army has no confrontation.He said nothing first to Murong Yuchuan and Cao Qing, and the corners of his mouth were full of disdain.

Murong Yuchuan did not intend to turn sharply with his brain, he single-handedly entered.“We just want to ask him a few questions.If he answers well enough.We may consider exempting him from prosecution for his alleged use and carrying of drugs.”

“Don’t be bullshit,” Cui Bo said."I always told you that the pants were not mine, and the ice in the dormitory closet was not mine, and someone deliberately framed me."Do you know how many people play this on campus?”

“Mr. Cui Bo, we don’t have time to talk to you about this now.If you want, we can hand it directly to the prosecutor's office, and you can reason with them when you arraign them."

Cui Bo blinked his eyes and thought.“What question do you want to ask me?”

Zhang Jun coughed, dissatisfied glanced at Cuibo, he was already ready to defend his possession of drugs, but his client bit the hook thrown by Murong Yuchuan.

Murong Yuchuan said: “What I want to ask is about Li Shuzhen’s murder and Chen Mengyao being raped...”

His words obviously shocked the army.Cui Bo did not tell him about the relationship between himself and the victim Chen Mengyao.

He began to study the expression of Murong Yuchuan, and wanted to learn more from it.However, Murong Yuchuan had a face and no expression.

Zhang Jun lay in the client’s ear and whispered, “How much do you know about this thing you said to him?”

Cao Qing's ears were very sharp, and he answered for Cui Bo."He was the last person to see Chen Mengyao before he was kidnapped.He's still her boyfriend."

Cui Bo seemed to be touched by the nerves and shouted.“I told you, it’s not my pants.Don't fucking bother me!"

Murong Yuchuan sank his face and stared at him coldly.

Silence is a clever negotiation skill.