Chapter 45
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Yan Qingchi and Jiang Mochen didn't chat for long before they were called away by the director to audition for the scene. Then, they started filming.
In the quiet room, Yan Qingchi had already entered the role of Meng Luo. He sat on the sofa and looked at the man in front of him. He asked, "Do you want some water?"
Jiang Mochen, no, it should be He Yu, stared at him seriously and said calmly, "No need."
Meng Luo only poured himself a glass of water.
They sat down across the coffee table. Meng Luo's expression was relaxed and his voice was pleasant. "Why are you looking for me?"
In contrast, He Yu looked serious. "Where were you on the night of September 30th?"
"I was with my classmates."
"Singing?"
"Yes."
"Hongguang Road?"
"Yes."
"Why did you choose that time to sing at the KTV on Hongguang Road?"
"Because it was the holidays, and everyone wanted to relax. We went there because the KTV was the cheapest."
He Yu raised the corner of his lips. His tone was gentle, but his words were firm. His gaze was sharp, and his expression was cold. He said, "You're lying."
Meng Luo looked at him in shock and innocence, as if he didn't understand why he said that.
His gaze was very clear. In He Yu's eyes, it was like a spring. He Yu could only sigh in his heart when he saw Meng Luo's innocent and pure gaze. He's so young, but his thoughts are so deep.
He said in a low voice, "You chose that place because you wanted to get close to Xu Jiao."
Xu Jiao was the third victim.
He looked at Meng Luo and slowly laid out the evidence he had collected.
Meng Luo's expression didn't change when he heard that. He just lowered his head and drank some water. He said calmly, "This is just your guess."
He was too calm and collected. However, this kind of calmness was abnormal.
"Before Xu Jiao died, there were fragments of the murderer's skin under her fingernails. You can go back to the station with me and see if it's the same."
Meng Luo glanced at him and drank another mouthful of water. His tone was still calm. "What can the same prove?"
"What do you think? Meng Luo. "
Meng Luo smiled. His gentle look was very attractive. He put down the glass in his hand and said in a clear voice, "He Yu, you're very smart. You're smarter than anyone else I've met."
Jiang Mochen clearly felt that Yan Qingchi's temperament had changed.
He looked at him. "You're not going to pretend anymore?"
Meng Luo was still chuckling. "It's meaningless to keep pretending, isn't it?"
He leaned back slightly and looked directly at He Yu, his eyes full of contempt and pride.
It was a different Meng Luo that He Yu had never seen before.
He said, "You're right. I killed her. I killed them."
"You used Zhou Fang as your chess piece to help you kill people. At the same time, he became your cover. You hid yourself behind the truth and watched everything quietly. It's a pity that Zhou Fang still thinks that you're just an ignorant and unguarded student. "
"Yes, that's why he's stupid. If I don't make use of him, I'll be letting down the heavens for sending him to me."
"Why?" He Yu asked him. "Why did you kill your father? Isn't he your biological father?"
Meng Luo was silent for a moment and didn't say anything. His expression was very quiet. He lowered his head and his long eyelashes slowly lowered, covering him with a layer of loneliness and melancholy. He sat in a daze for a while and slowly stood up. His face was expressionless, but it made people feel that he was cold and arrogant. He looked at He Yu, then reached out and slowly unbuttoned his shirt.
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