When Ning Huanxin came downstairs and came to the lobby, she saw Jiang Liran sitting on the side chatting with Chi Hui, Chi Hui's expression being restrained.

After all, it was a rare thing to be able to see Jiang's Third Young Master in this small place.

"Captain Chi."

Ning Huan's eyes flashed and walked over quickly.

"Miss Ning!"

Seeing Ning Huanxin's figure, Chi Hui finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Captain Chi, did the trial last night go well?"

Ning Huanxin walked to Chi Hui and asked gently.

"Well, the interrogation went well, and we have brought the prisoner here."

The expression on Chi Hui's face is very relaxed. The case this time is really a big case that fell from the sky, and it was solved directly by someone else.

He has been a policeman for so long, and this is the first time he has encountered this situation. How does it feel like the plot in a detective novel?

"Can I see the transcript?"

Ning Huanxin looked at Chi Hui and asked lowly.

"Ok."

Chi Hui nodded, and took out a notebook from the bag he had brought.

Jiang Liran, who was sitting on the sidelines, immediately became angry when he saw his movements: "I said, I called you for a long time, and you didn't show it to me, why can she see it?"

"This one……"

Chi Hui wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and said embarrassedly: "Well, Miss Ning, she...has a special identity. Master Jiang, we are disciplined, I really can't show you!"

Special status?

Hearing Chi Hui's words, Jiang Liran couldn't help but look at Ning Huanxin a few more times. Does she have another identity? Is this woman so mysterious?

Frowning, Jiang Liran's eyes flickered. He wanted to say something, but finally he didn't speak.

At this time, Ning Huanxin was reading Liang Laoliu's confession. The confession he recorded at the police station was exactly the same as the one he said at the preserved egg's house. There was basically no omission.

The only thing is that the police asked him if he knew the identity of Li Guozheng and the whereabouts of his more than one million cash, but Liang Laoliu insisted that he did not know that he had never seen so much money—

"I dare to admit that I kill people. They are all gunshots. Why should I lie to you? That money may have been spent by Li Guozheng. When I buried the body in their house, I searched the house. There is nothing of value at all."

These are the original words of Liang Laoliu recorded on the confession.

Seeing these few lines, Ning Huan squinted his eyes subconsciously.

He thought that all three of Li Guozheng's family were dead, and no one knew the whereabouts of the money, but he didn't know that the ghost of the preserved egg was actually there all the time, and he told Ning Huanxin everything.

Li Guozheng's money was taken away by the village chief and the villagers, but what did the money do?

Judging from the appearance of Hongcun and the situation of Du Jiutian's family, it seems that they did not embezzle the money.

"Miss Ning, how is it? Is there anything else you missed?"

Seeing Ning Huanxin frowning and thinking, Chi Hui couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"Nothing, take me to see Liang Laoliu, did he identify the scene on the mountain?"

"Yes."

Chi Hui nodded, and was about to take Ning Huanxin out of the hotel. At this moment, Jiang Liran stood up suddenly and stopped Ning Huanxin.

"I want to see it too."

Jiang Liran seemed to be interested in this case.

"Three young masters, don't you need it?"

Suddenly, Ning Huanxin glanced at Jiang Liran not meaningfully.

Jiang Liran was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought that Ning Huanxin wanted to act with her.