Cheng Feiyang said seriously, "Yes, the police have already interrogated him before, but he was crazy and couldn't ask anything. I thought, if possible, you can visit him in the name of his family, and I will go with you. "

In any case, Song Rou's death could not be separated from him.

In this case, he must help her find the murderer and bring the murderer to justice!

During this period of time, Cheng Feiyang has been indulging in his own guilty thoughts. Fortunately, the psychologist later gave him advice that since he felt ashamed of this incident, he should make up for it.

So he found his family relationship, went to the police station to hang up as an assistant police officer, and ran this case with the police all day long. Until now, the clue was broken by Qu Shouquan, and he was going to the prison hospital to face it. Qu Shouquan, continue this clue!

Qu Yan wanted to know the answer herself, so she simply said, "Okay, I promise you."

"How much do you want for money?" He suddenly asked again.

"Let's talk about it when I meet, I don't have a bottom in my heart now."

"Okay, let's talk about it when we meet."

As soon as his voice fell, the phone disconnected.

Qu Yan returned the phone to Du Ruo, but was facing her somewhat lost eyes.

"What's the matter?" Qu Yan couldn't help asking more.

Du Ruo smiled awkwardly, "It's nothing, don't you still want to investigate the case, then go."

What more Qu Yan wanted to ask, but there were indeed too many things during this time, and she couldn't take a moment to ask Du Ruo why his expression was wrong.

"Then... I'll come to see you another day."

"Okay, you go ahead." Du Ruo smiled and watched Qu Yan leave.

But when Qu Yan's figure disappeared in her eyes, the smile on her face slowly disappeared-in fact, she was lost for nothing, but felt that Cheng Feiyang followed the police around the world to solve the case, but there was a little detail. He didn't disclose it to her, and now that Qu Yan came, he had said everything that should be said.

When they were chatting, she couldn't get in a word.

To put it bluntly, in his world, she seems to always be the dispensable person.

...

In the afternoon of the next day, Qu Yan saw Cheng Feiyang again.

He was wearing a camel jacket, low-key and restrained, long clothes and trousers wrapped his slender body, slightly concealing his sharpness, only his handsome face is still conspicuous, but the frivolous smile on his face has also disappeared. No, even so calm.

After not seeing him for a while, he seemed to be a lot more mature than before, and at a glance, he became two people with him.

"Cheng Shao." Qu Yan said hello and greeted him.

Cheng Feiyang looked at her and smiled lightly, "Long time no see, Xiao Yan is pretty again."

The words are clearly the same as what he said before, but he still feels that the speaker's mood is very different from before.

Qu Yan smiled, "Thank you for the praise, let's go in."

Somehow, as soon as the words were spoken, she always felt a little strange in it.

It seems that the scene where two people danced together in a hug will never happen again.

Fortunately, he didn't mind, he just said "OK" and took a long leg and entered the prison visit area.

Not long after, they saw Qu Shouquan.

At this time Qu Shouquan was too old to make Qu Yan look like he was a little bit thinner, his head was a lot bald, he had a Mediterranean shape, and his once-red face was completely blank, and his skin deteriorated. A lot, and the forehead lines have also deepened.

He just shrank in the chair, thin, and even felt a little pitiful and helpless.