"Mrs. Huo, we'd like you to come back to help investigate the death of the old lady."
"Please come here with me. Our colleagues have been waiting for us for a long time."
The policewoman made a gesture of invitation, and her attitude was very strong. She looked at mu Chudi with unfriendly eyes.
Mu Chu Di's eyes fell on the red mark on the female police officer's neck. She apologized and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it just now."
Her kindness, the female police officer did not accept, "Mrs. Huo, this way, please!"
The other side seems to think that she is deliberately delaying, and her tone is more urgent.
Other people do not appreciate, Mu Chu Di did not show goodwill.
She drew back her eyes and turned straight away from the room.
She wanted to see why the old lady's death had something to do with her?
What do those people want to do.
Under the leadership of the female police officer, Mu Chu Di turns a corner and goes to a confession room.
Not far away, she seemed to hear the noise.
Mu Chu Di is about to turn around and see what's going on. She seems to hear her name.
Someone is calling her name.
"Here we are, Mrs. Huo."
The policewoman didn't know what she heard. Her face sank slightly. She quickly opened the door and urged, "Mrs. Huo, please."
Mu Chu Di is urged by the female police officer to enter the room. In the room, there are two police officers who look very senior.
They were originally chatting. When they saw Mu Chu Di coming, they stopped consciously, as if they were worried about what Mu Chu Di would hear.
"Mrs. Huo, sit down!"
The officer's attitude was quite friendly.
The female police officer stepped forward quickly and put a few words in his ear.
The police officer's face changed slightly, from shock to worship, and finally to dignified, which can be called face changing, extremely fast.
The policewoman then left the room.
In the room, only mu Chudi and two police officers were left.
Mu Chu Di felt that the two police officers looked at her eyes changed and became more and more heavy.
"Mrs. Huo, this time you are only invited to assist in the investigation, but the forensic and forensic experts have made a report. Please answer our questions carefully."
One police officer is responsible for cross examination, and the other is to carefully observe the changes of Mu Chu Di's facial expression, as if to see through her heart from every expression on her face.
The police officer handed a forensic report to Mu Chudi, "Mrs. Huo, this is the autopsy report of the old lady, the fingerprints on her neck, is it yours?"
Mu Chu Di took a look, did not answer, but asked, "do you suspect that I killed people?"
"Because of this fingerprint?"
"The fingerprints are mine. It's just a misunderstanding. I didn't see the Chu people clearly at that time. I thought it was the person who arrested me, so I did it."
"I didn't kill anyone. She's my husband's grandmother. I can't kill her."
The police seemed to have expected that mu Chudi would not admit it. He continued, "this handprint is not a fatal wound. The fatal wound is a gunshot wound. Mrs. Huo, does this gunshot wound have nothing to do with you?"
Mu Chu Di looked at another report in front of her, her heart suddenly sank.
Although I have known for a long time that the old lady died of the gunshot wound, I still feel guilty when I see the forensic report with my own eyes.
If it wasn't for her, the old lady wouldn't have been shot.
The old lady in the photo, without the previous dignity, at this time, she is just a very ordinary corpse.
Mu Chu flute in the heart can't bear, eyes color slightly produced fluctuation.
This wave was caught by another policeman.