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Chapter 870 Song Jiang

Yuan Muye first observed Le Chen's expression, then placed a photo of the bronze mask in front of him and said, "Master Le Chen, I wonder if you still have an impression of this mask?"

The moment when I saw Chen looking up at the photo, a trace of fear suddenly flashed in his eyes. Although it was fleeting, Yuan Muye was still seen in his eyes. It seemed that no matter how extraordinary Le Chen was, he still could not forget the incident from that time.

After a while, Le Chen sighed, "This thing is the inner demon of my monk. I haven't seen it for more than 20 years. I think I have let it go, and I never thought of seeing you again and was still frightened..."

Yuan Muye said seriously after hearing this, "Master, the only way to let go of the inner demon is to face it bravely. Escape can never solve any problem. We are here to find you today just want to know what is scary about this bronze mask, which can make a normal person become a madman in an instant?!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as Yuan Muye finished speaking, Le Chen suddenly looked up at him and said, "Because it can infinitely amplify people's inner desires! Everyone has something to ask for, or this or that... more of them are some unrealistic pursuits. The bronze mask can infinitely amplify the little greed and darkness in people's hearts, making people completely fall into a demon!"

"Did you take the mask for yourself when your desire was to lose your mind and kill Li Muke?" Xu Li asked in a deep voice.

"Amitabha... the big mistake has been made. I can only pray for Donor Li every day, hoping that he will reach the Pure Land soon." Le Chen said expressionlessly.

On the way back, Xu Li said with emotion, "It seems that the new professor has some skills? Among the three people who came into contact with the bronze mask, one died and the other went crazy. Only he is better, and now he is successful."

Yuan Muye frowned after hearing this, but did not take care of Xu Li's words. He seemed to be thinking about something in his mind. When Xu Li saw it, he continued to say to himself, "tmd, after checking it, I still returned to the starting point. I don't know who stole the mask back then, and I don't know which crazy man it fell into now."

Xu Li was just talking when his cell phone suddenly rang. After answering, Xiao Liu's voice came from it and said, "Boss, there was a major discovery on the scene! Guess what we found?!"

"If you have any farts, please let it go!" Xu Li said angrily.

Xiao Liu laughed as soon as he heard this, "We found a notebook nearby, which contains many live records of Dou Chu's live broadcasts before, but the owner of this notebook is not Dou Chu, but a little brat named Song Jiang! We have brought the person back, and we are waiting for you to come back for review!"

After hearing this, Xu Li immediately stepped on the accelerator and accelerated. Yuan Muye, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was so shocked that he grabbed the handrail next to him and said, "Drive slowly, the speed limit on this road!!"

When Yuan Muye and Xu Li rushed back in a hurry, they saw a white and clean boy sitting in the interrogation room with a nervous look on his face. He looked like a high school student... I guess he was scared by Xiao Liu and the others in advance, so when they saw Xu Li walking in with a gloomy face, they immediately felt nervous and didn't know where to put his hands.

Xu Li threw the notebook he had found at the crime scene before and said coldly, "Tell me, how did your notebook fall on the crime scene!"

The "high school student" was so scared by the sudden sound that he was shocked. He opened his mouth for a long time and didn't say a word.

Seeing this, Yuan Muye pushed the door and walked in. After sitting down, he said with a smile, "You don't have to be too nervous. As long as you cooperate with the police's investigation and make the matter clear, we can let you go."

"High school student" saw that Yuan Muye should be a good talker and must be much stronger than Xu Li, the black-faced god, so he nodded tremblingly and said, "Okay... I, I understand."

"Name?"

"Song Jiang..."

"age?"

“25…”

When Yuan Muye heard this, he took a special look at the copy of his ID card on the table and said, "25? Did I think you were a high school student?"

After hearing this, Song Jiang smiled a little embarrassedly and said, "I've already started working."

Only then did Yuan Muye carefully look at the young man named Song Jiang in front of him and found that he was thin and his hair was slightly curly. The reason why he looked like a high school student was entirely because his little face was white and clean, and he also had a pair of puppy eyes that were very popular nowadays.

Seeing this, Yuan Muye couldn't help but sigh in his heart that this child should really thank him for his mother, giving him such beautiful eyes. He said that during the years he worked as a policeman, he rarely judged people by his appearance, but Song Jiang's appearance made it difficult for Yuan Muye to associate him with criminals...

"Is this book yours?" Xu Li, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly spoke.

After hearing this, Song Jiang couldn't help but tremble and said, "It's mine..."

"Why did you fall at the scene of the crime? What's your relationship with Dou Chu? Why are the addresses recorded in the notebook where he went when he was broadcasting before?" Xu Li asked a lot of questions like a cannon, which scared Song Jiang so much that he didn't know which one should answer for a while.

Yuan Muye smiled helplessly when he saw this, "You should talk about your profession first? You can't be an anchor, right?"

When Song Jiang heard this, he shook his head and said, "No, no, no, I am a supernatural novel. When I have no inspiration, I will go to the old monster of Black Cat... It's Dou Chu, go to the haunted holy place where he does live broadcasts, find some inspiration..."

After hearing this, Xu Li sang a whisper, "I really didn't see it. You guy is quite brave! But how did you know that Dou Chu would do live broadcasts in that place?"

"I guess..." Song Jiang whispered.

When Xu Li heard a "slap" sound, he slapped the table and said, "Then why don't you help me guess who killed Dou Chu?!"

Xu Li's shot was a bit sudden. Not to mention Song Jiang, even Yuan Muye, who was sitting next to him, was shocked...

Yuan Muye saw that this was not a solution. Don’t be scared by Song Jiang, but he was scared to have a heart attack first, so he went out to pour a glass of water for Song Jiang, and then said to him calmly, “You went with Dou Chu, right?”

Song Jiang was stunned when he heard this, looking at his expression as if he had been told, but he did not answer Yuan Muye's question immediately, but turned his eyes elsewhere and did not dare to look directly into Yuan Muye's eyes...

Seeing this, Xu Li sneered, "Why don't you tell me that we can do nothing about you? This is a murder case. Do you want to take the blame for the murderer? Or do you want to cover up the murderer?!"
Chapter completed!
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