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2002.Chapter 2001 I always feel sorry for him

Chapter 2001 I always feel that I'm sorry for him

"No, I don't think so," Mo Nanjue shook his head, "It doesn't make sense. If it were chasing her two men in black, why didn't you shoot her directly?"

"Afraid of exposure?"

"Are you fucking kidding me? The code name F is obviously unable to bear it before taking action. At that time, Tong Ran was just running alone. Since he had taken such a big risk to take action, he should have killed Tong Ran and left directly. There is no fear of being exposed."

"So, the code name F may have run away after three dead soldiers were beaten to death by Koran."

"It's Tong Ran."

“…”

Mo Nanjue narrowed his eyes, and the doubts between his eyebrows had not yet been stretched. "It's still wrong, why didn't the code name F chase him out and kill Tong Ran?"

"There is only one possibility..." Luo Xiao looked at him, and the two of them spoke at the same time, and the words they said were exactly the same, "He was afraid of being captured alive."

Mo Nanjue clenched his hand into a fist and pressed it against his lips, "Why are you afraid of capturing it alive?"

"If you are captured alive, you will definitely be caught in front of you," Luo Xiao curled his lips slightly, "that proves that the person doesn't want to be seen by you."

Mo Nanjue had a calm face and didn't say anything.

He fell into deep thought...

If all this is combined, all the evidence will point to...

A trembling direction.

Mo Nanjue closed his eyes and felt layers of coldness gathering around him.

Luo Xiao looked at his delicate side face, "Who are you doubting?"

"I went down just now," Mo Nanjue took out a cigarette, he lit it and held it in his hand, "Li Qin woke up. He said that when he was in the alley, there were four people in total."

Luo Xiao was surprised, "Four?"

"Yes, he said that including the three dead Miaojiang soldiers, there were a total of four people."

Mo Nanjue took a sip of cigarette, and his thin lips vented smoke. Luo Xiao reached out to snatch his cigarette and threw it into the trash can, "The hospital cannot smoke."

Mo Nanjue's face sank, and Luo Xiao's eyelids jumped down, "You keep talking."

"He said that the three dead men were killed by him and three other dead men in black. The remaining man heard the footsteps and injured him and ran away."

Mo Nanjue rolled down his throat and took out two X-rays from his pocket.

Luo Xiao reached out to take it.

It is a dialysis film of the bone, which was taken very clearly, including the wound angle and depth analysis.

"You may not know that long-range shooting and close-range wounds are different. Chen An submitted a report on this very early and was adopted by the International Medical Association. I have read that report," Mo Nanjue turned his face, "This is Li Qin's wound analysis, it is obvious that ultra-close shooting."

“Extremely close?”

"It's equivalent to," Mo Nanjue stretched out his hand and pressed it on his chest. His voice was very low and heavy, "I'll shoot myself."

“…”

Luo Xiao tightened the X-ray in his hand, "Do you suspect Li Qin?"

Mo Nanjue took a sip of cigarette, "I don't want to," he raised his head, his eyes slightly painful, "But I shot him four times for Tong Ran. This is an indisputable fact. If he didn't hate..."

Luo Xiao felt unbelievable. Li Qin had followed Mo Nanjue and him. He didn't think Li Qin would be such a person. "He wants to... kill Xiaoran?"

"He thought about it very early. You saved Tong Ran in the Jinhai Sea at that time. I gave him four shots." Mo Nanjue lowered his hand, and the ashes shook off and drifted at his feet. "Actually, I always felt that I was sorry for him."
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