The arrival of sixteen is silent. Except for Muyang, neither mu Lingtian nor Shen Mochen got any news. How could the people of shashengprison sneak into Yongcheng so easily?

Mu Lingtian, who refused Shen Mo Chen's invitation, has nothing to do. Now he is in the police station.

The interrogation room here is much smaller than that above the cloud top. There are several fences on a narrow iron door, and there is a clear camera in the corner.

Mu Lingtian just glanced at the little red dot when he entered the door. The little policeman who was staring at the surveillance screen in the office broke out in a cold sweat. His shoulder suddenly became heavy. The little policeman who had been here for only two months almost jumped out of his heart.

"You go first. I'll watch you here." Li Mu is carrying an old-fashioned tea cup, and the dark green tea has been bubbled up and down in the water.

"Team Li..." the little police officer was even more frightened when he heard this voice. Today, it was his turn to stay and work overtime. I didn't expect that team Li hadn't left so late. When he was frustrated, team Li ran into him and his future was hopeless.

"It doesn't matter. It's all right now. I'll have a meeting later. By the way." Li Mu Shou has already sat down in the leather chair. "It's inevitable to work overtime in our business, but we can't forget that the body is the capital of the revolution. If we don't pay attention to it when we are young, we will be unable to do it when we are my age."

After drinking a mouthful of hot tea, Li Mu hammered his sore back and finally persuaded the young man to leave.

As a matter of fact, he is only in his early thirties. He is not much older than the college students who just graduated. Alas, I can't help it. When he was young, Biao is now sick?

Eyes fell on the surveillance screen, mu Lingtian walked to the man in handcuffs, "what do you have to say?"

There is no clue in this person's information. The traffic accident is not drunk driving, and there is no temporary fault. Just as the prisoner confessed, he intentionally killed people.

Li Mu has been a policeman for so many years, but he has never seen such a person. Even if he comes from the head of the police, he can still explain himself a few words. So he just comes up and pleads guilty. Besides, he doesn't explain anything. He is a hard nut to crack.

Mu Lingtian knows more about nature than Li Mu. He doesn't explain anything. Isn't he just waiting for him?

Sure enough, the man raised his head and looked at him carefully for a while, as if to confirm his identity.

"What, now Ken said?" Mu Lingtian is more and more sure of his guess. This man is not an ordinary citizen. I'm afraid he has something to do with the prison of killing. As for why he didn't hide after he got it

It's about asking what they want to do, leading the snake out of the hole? What do you want to lure them with a bait?

"I've been asked to give you a message." The man's voice made mu Lingtian a little surprised. He only looked at his face in his early 40s. There was no feature that people could remember at a glance. But his voice was surprisingly clear and moist, which was seriously inconsistent with his age. I'm afraid it's another mask, isn't it?

Mu Lingtian is not interested in exposing their true features. Who knows what's ugly under the mask?

He's thinking about something else, paying such a high price just to pass on a message to him?

"The three wastes are left by general manager mu. It's just that his skills are not as good as others. This time, it's just that he gave general manager Mu a gift. You're welcome." The man recalled the boss's words and conveyed them to Mu Lingtian intact. Before he finished his words, he realized that a cold wave was spreading around his body.

The man gritted his teeth and decided to get the rich reward after the success.

One life for their whole family, worth it!

Mu Lingtian, who has been paying attention to the man's expression, suddenly changes his face. He strides forward and pinches the man's chin. A trace of black blood line slips out of the corner of his mouth. Within a moment, the color of his lips has become abnormal black purple.

He's a little late. He's dead.

Li Mu, who has been observing the trend of the interrogation room, is also surprised to see here. He can't take care of the surveillance here and trots to the interrogation room.

"Mr. mu, the prisoner... Committed suicide?" Now, the name can be said to be reasonable. Although the conversation between mu Lingtian and the prisoner does not involve any sensitive issues, it can not be seen. Otherwise, the forces he raised alone are not easy to explain to the above.

Mu Ling's face was calm in the dark, and he thought clearly about the key. He didn't embarrass Li Mu. "The victim is seriously injured and has no capacity. I will deal with her affairs on her behalf." In a word, it is a legitimate reason for this visit to install the status of lawyer agent.

Two people out of the interrogation room, Li Mu hurried to say goodbye, and then go to deal with the aftermath, there is mu Lingtian pressure, this matter should not go wrong.

Outside the police station is another kind of temperature, the river is ice and fire situation, mu Lingtian expressionless to get on the car, "go."

Things are far more serious than they expected. That organization has penetrated into Yongcheng. Lin Zixiang and Muyang have become abandoned sons, which have little value to use. But it's hard to guarantee that this is the cover up they throw out, the purpose

After deeper thinking, mu Lingtian had a flash in his mind, "go to the hospital."

The driver who has been suffering from the low pressure of Mu Lingtian wiped the sweat from the palm of his hand and turned around to drive towards the hospital.

They ignore a very important person, Muyang, who only has a code name but no name. He doesn't have any value. There should be something else he didn't confess.

In the police station for some time, just staggered the evening peak, to the hospital is not dead at night, mu Lingtian wind walk in the night, alone into the quiet building.

There are only a few scattered figures in the hall. Mu Lingtian purses his lips and turns to the direction of the elevator. A sharp cold wind suddenly rubs against the tip of his nose. Mu Lingtian's consciousness frowns and a black figure passes by him quickly.

Mu Lingtian stood still and turned his head, but he only caught a figure who left in a hurry.

"Eight o'clock, the target is on target." Mu Lingtian confesses to his mobile phone. His intuition tells him that this person is not simple, but the urgent task now is to find Muyang and distinguish the priorities. Mu Lingtian doesn't hesitate any more.

At the other end of the phone, two men who were lying in the telephone booth by the side of the road were pulling their collars, and one of them followed the figure who had just walked out of the hospital building.

Half an hour later, in front of a remote alley, two people chagrined to Mu Lingtian to a message: people lost.

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