In the interrogation room, the atmosphere was very serious.

Two policemen, a man and a woman, sat opposite Qiao Weiwei.

"There is news from the hospital that Qiao Moli is dead. She is your sister. Don't you think you are a bit too cruel?" The female policeman looked at Qiao Weiwei and said coldly.

"I was just defending myself. I was sleeping well, but she came with a gun and wanted to kill me. At that time, she was about to pull the trigger. If I didn't do it, I would be the one who died." No matter how calm I pretended to be calm, the handcuffed hands on her legs betrayed her.

I really calmed down, and she thought of the scenes just now, and when she remembered what she did, she was a little scared.

Before, the child died because of Qiao Moli, and she really wanted to kill her with her own hands.

However, when she really did this, she regretted it.

"You are sisters, why did she come to kill you? Or did you do anything to her before?" The female policeman looked at Qiao Weiwei's pale face and asked.

The male policeman on the side carefully recorded Qiao Weiwei's confession with his laptop.

The sound of fingers flying on the keyboard constantly circling and echoing in the narrow and dull space.

"I also want to know why she killed me..." Qiao Weiwei sneered powerlessly.

The grudges of the previous generation and the entanglements between them mean that she and Qiao Moli will never be close sisters.

"Click..." The door of the interrogation room slowly opened.

"Master Bo, Mr. Ou, this is here..." The police chief took the lead in the door, nodding and bowing to Ou Xiangbei with a cold face outside the door.

"Director..." When the two policemen saw the director, they immediately stood up respectfully and saluted.

The director ignored them and still looked at Liang Bo and Ou Xiangbei with his flattering eyes.

Liang Bo glanced at the director coldly and walked to Qiao Weiwei with Ou Xiangbei.

Opposite the policeman looked at the cold and thin, his eyes shining.

Liang Bo saw the tension in her heart, bent down and picked her up horizontally, automatically ignored everything, walked out directly, and said as he walked: "Woman, let's go back."

"Master Bo...Master Bo...there are reporters outside now. If I leave now, how can I explain to the public?Master Bo..." The director stretched out his hand, wiped the sweat from his body, and followed Liang Bo quickly, saying like a pug.

"This is your business, it has nothing to do with me. My women must not stay in such a place..."

Qiao Weiwei looked up, looked at his face that was close to her, and listened to his domineering words, but her heart felt warm.

Seeing this, Ou Xiangbei threw a charming look at the female policeman opposite and followed quickly...

"Master Bo, why don't you go through the back door...Master Bo, please come with me." The director quickly stepped forward to lead the way.

Liang Bo did not refuse, turned his head and looked at Ou Xiangbei Road beside him: "Driving the car to the back door..."

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The dazzling Land Rover drove away from the police station in a low key position and rushed into the dazzling traffic flow as bright as the galaxy.

In the back seat of the car, Qiao Weiwei leaned on Liang Bo's shoulder expressionlessly. This distance made her heart no longer panic like before.

The silver-white handcuffs flashed with a dazzling cold light in the carriage with alternating light and darkness.

"Another Qiao Moli died in my hands. Now that I die, I will definitely go to hell. Am I a little too cruel?" Qiao Weiwei took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled, closed her eyes, and had a false sleeping look. Her heart was mixed.

Liang Bo stretched out his hand, gently stroked her soft and fragrant hair, turned his face and pressed against her eyebrows, looked at the prosperity that flashed out of the window, and said, "No, she deserves to die. You have to be cruel, be good, don't think so much, whether you go to hell or to heaven, I will accompany you."

Hearing Liang Bo's words so affectionately, Ou Xiangbei, who was driving quietly, glanced at the back seat through the car's endoscope, and gently curled the corners of his mouth.

After Mu Fan, Liang Bo, his best brother in his life, was able to find someone who could open his heart for him again. He was very happy for him.

"..." Qiao Weiwei didn't say anything, leaned against her body and breathed calmly.

She is so tired, there are so many things that have happened to her recently.

The Land Rover slowly parked downstairs of the apartment.

At this moment, Qiao Weiwei was sleeping heavily, her face filled with fatigue that could not be dissolved.

Ou Xiangbei got off the car first and opened the door for Liang Bo.

The cold wind gushed into the car, causing Qiao Weiwei, who was sleeping, to shivered gently.

Ou Xiangbei bent down and carefully carried Qiao Weiwei out of the car. After Liang Bo got out of the car, the two walked shoulder to shoulder into the brightly lit building.

"Looking north, public opinion still wants you..."

"I know if you don't say it, okay... I'll put Vivi down later and I'll go and do my business. Don't thank me too much. When I get married, you'll just have a big red envelope. I like money." In the elevator, Ou Xiangbei looked at the beating floor numbers and said jokingly.

“…”

Liang Bo stopped talking.

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After Ou Xiangbei left, the bedroom returned to peace again.

Liang Bo stood by the bed silently, looking at Qiao Weiwei who was sleeping, and her heart seemed to be cut off by a knife.

When his eyes moved to the handcuffs with cold light on her hand, he stretched out his hand, pinched his frown brows, walked quickly to the dressing table, opened the drawer, found a thin black hairpin, took a look, and then walked to the edge of the bed again.

He sat quickly beside her, and the soft big bed was deeply sunk as he sat down.

He bent down, and the thin hairpin in his hand was deeply inserted into the key hole of the handcuffs. With a slight sound of "po...", the handcuffs immediately opened slowly.

He reached out his hand and threw the handcuffs at the floor in disgust.

"Well..." As the handcuffs fell to the ground, Qiao Weiwei slowly opened her eyes. She looked at the face of Qingcheng that had been enlarged several times on her head, smiled slightly, and then changed to sit up.

"Did I wake you up?" He stretched out his hand and scraped her nose.

Qiao Weiwei didn't say anything, silently hooked her hands on his neck, rubbed her body at him, and her cold and soft lips pressed against his lips...
Chapter completed!