Chapter 329： 17 victims

Chapter 329 17 victims

"Concentrate."

Not waiting for Zhou Shengbei Qian’s evaluation, Bo Siqing reminded them.

After watching the cloud painting for two or three minutes, Ouyang Mu said with a smile: "It is easy to make me confess, I just want to talk to you, don't lie to me, I can hear it."

Cloud paintings licked the lips, no snoring.

Bo Siqing frowned, and he said directly to the earphone: "No matter what he said, don't bother!"

The cloud painting in the ward heard the sound of Bo Siqing in the earphones, and her expression did not change.

Ouyang Mu has already spoken again: "Are you really only 15 years old?"

"Otherwise?" Cloud painting's eyes are very light. "I just had my 14th birthday, and 15 is a virtual age."

Ouyang Mu stared at her for a while and smiled softly: "Yes, your body development looks really a teenager. But I am really curious, why is your psychological age at least 10 years older than the physiological age? No, in my opinion, your mental age is more than 30 years old..."

Cloud painting looked at him, not snoring.

Ouyang Mu’s eyes are faint. “The increase in psychological age is at the expense of experience and frustration, and what is your price?”

"This is not fair, it is worse than this. You ask me a question, I have to ask you a question. You come to me, this is fair." Cloud painting said.

"Yes." Ouyang Mu smiled.

Cloud painting nodded: "The price you want to ask refers to the misfortune that I have suffered in my life. Nothing can't be said, my parents are divorced, my dad is derailed when my mother is pregnant, let another A woman is also pregnant. What is even more ridiculous is that the woman deliberately knew my mother as a single mother and became my mother's girlfriend. My dad liked the woman and her daughter, and didn't like my mom and me at all. Now that they are divorced, they are all happy."

"Well, now you should answer my question: How many people have you killed in total?" asked Yun.

"Your answer can't make me satisfied, but it doesn't matter, I can always get a satisfactory answer." Ouyang Mu smiled and looked at the cloud painting, "17."

17!

The eyes of the cloud painting were slightly enlarged, and Lingnan, who was behind him, also clenched his fist.

"Come to me." Ouyang Mu smiled. "How do you feel about your life, happy?"

this problem……

The cloud painting frowned.

"Very good, I like life very much. My loved ones, friends and classmates, all I want, I am very happy, this is the life I dreamed of." Cloud painting answered, and asked, "Other victims What about the body? Where is it?"

"Hey, you have 17 questions, not a question." Ouyang Mu said with a smile. "The first woman, she is Bai He, I know her at the bar. She said that she is a student of the music school and her family is poor. So come to the bar to work to earn tuition... She is very similar to the goodness of the past, I like her very much, she is also my first work... I put her in her favorite music school, so she will Can always be with her favorite music..."

The brow of the cloud painting wrinkled.

At this time, Lingnan, who was in front of the monitor, immediately notified his own person to investigate this white Wo!

Zhou Shengbei Qian’s gaze has always stayed on the cloud painting, and even one look is too lazy to give Ouyang Mu.

After Ouyang Mu finished, he once again looked at the cloud painting. "What is the most reluctant thing in this world, is that you would rather endure this purgatory world and don't want to give up?"

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(End of this chapter)