"Let go of me!" Liu Hong said with his hands tied behind the chair, looking at Huo Xiaofang.
Huo Xiaofang said to two police officers at the local police station: "It's getting late, you two will take him back to the police station. Remember to look around clearly and see if anyone is following or watching secretly!"
The two nodded.
Liu Hong looked at him with a bit of puzzlement: "I am not a murderer, why should I go to the police station?"
Huo Xiaofang: "You have a suspicion!"
Liu Hong: "But you clearly said before that the murderer was not me, and the original murderer was not me."
Huo Xiaofang looked at his expression, smiled, and said, "It wasn't you, who was that?"
Liu Hong's face changed slightly, and he immediately recovered: "I don't know!"
Huo Xiaofang: "Since you don't want to say it now, let's go back to the police station first! If you are not the murderer, then just go to the police station. It is not that easy for the murderer to do it. If you are, after we find the evidence, there will naturally be laws. To punish you."
Liu Hong shook his head and said, "You can't do this, knowing that I am not a murderer?" Even though he was forced to do this, Liu Hong only looked angry, but could not hear any anger in his voice. The decibels were flat and the volume was low.
This is not normal. Often a person who is wronged, at this time, must be based on force, under such circumstances, the voice will involuntarily follow the emotions and magnify, but Liu Hong, obviously emotional is very angry, but the volume is trying to maintain Normal, even a little quietly.
What is he hiding
At this time, the landline phone on the desk rang, and Liu Hong became nervous.
Huo Xiaofang and the other two immediately silenced and signaled Liu Hong to pick up.
Liu Hong looked at the three of them and picked up the phone: "Hey!"
"Dad!" A crying voice from Liu Hong's daughter Liu Tingting came over the phone.
"Hey, Tingting! Hey...hey...hey..." Liu Hong's hand on the phone trembled. Huo Xiaofang stared at him closely, "The murderer threatened you with your daughter?"
Liu Hong shook his head: "No, no, Tingting knows that everyone who survived half a year ago is dead, worry about me."
Huo Xiaofang stepped forward and picked up Liu Hong's collar with a loud voice: "Liu Hong, if someone really asks you for revenge, even if you do what he says, Liu Tingting may not be safe."
Liu Hong was still looking at the phone. After hearing Huo Xiaofang's words, he pulled the phone back and turned to look at him. Then tears kept streaming down, and he slowly knelt down.
"Police officer, save me Tingting!"
Huo Xiaofang: "Whether we can rescue her smoothly and in time, the most important thing is yourself. Let's just say, what happened back then? And where is the couple who died? What other relatives are there in the family?"
The hand of the wall clock on the wall of the hospital hall pointed at 11:35. Liu Hong came in from outside the gate, walked slowly up the third floor and walked into the wards of Shen Jiang and Xu Yue.
More than ten minutes later, the 303's call for help rang non-stop, and Liu Hong rushed out of the room and said, "Nurse, nurse and patient are not right!" He rushed to the nurse's station, shouting loudly.
The nurse on duty quickly ran into the ward and immediately contacted the attending doctor.
The door of the rescue room opened, and the nurse pushed two emergency carts covered with white cloth out. Liu Hong, who was sitting in the corridor, stood up with trembling legs.
"Nurse!..."
Nurse: "Notify their family members to take the body back, let's do the funeral!"
Liu Hong slapped back on the chair, looking at the nurse pushing the car towards the morgue, pinching the joints white with both hands.
(End of this chapter)