"Don't understand?" Captain Li straightened up, "Okay, let's be more straightforward." He took out his phone from his pocket, operated it a few times, then turned the phone and pointed the screen at Sang Xin, "This text message was sent by you. Right?"
Sang Xin leaned over and looked carefully, only to see the text message he sent to "Mr. Lu" displayed on the screen.
At that moment, Sang Xin felt like he was struck by lightning. He never expected that what he was most worried about would happen so soon.
After the initial surprise, he took two breaths, rolled his eyes, and immediately excused himself.
"This... this is fake, this is a rumor, this is... someone slandered me, this is not true, if you don't believe me, analyze it carefully, I don't have this condition on my phone at all, this must be PS... artificial fraud, they just want to You framed me. Everything can be faked now. What can a photo like this mean? If you don’t believe me, give me your computer and I will make an exact one for you..."
Behind him, the door was slowly opened. Sang Xin didn't pay attention and just continued to defend himself loudly.
"... Come to think of it, who can prove that... this was posted by me?!"
"I!"
Behind him, a pleasant baritone voice was wrapped in a smile.
That voice sounded a bit familiar.
Sang Xin slowly turned his face and looked in the direction of the door. He saw a young man in a casual suit sitting in a wheelchair being pushed in by an old man with extraordinary temperament.
He was also familiar with this young man. He had met him at a cocktail party before, and had heard many people mention Lu Li, the disabled son of the richest man in Asia who was "born with a silver spoon in his mouth."
Sang Xin stood up from the chair little by little, almost unable to believe his eyes.
Land from
Land from!
Could it be... that he is Mr. Lu
Didn't everyone say that this Lu Li was a perverted playboy who only used tools to play with women? How could it be him? !
Observing the changes in Sang Xin's eyes from surprise to confusion to disbelief, Lu Li gently raised his sexy thin lips, revealing a smile in the wheelchair that was enough to charm a pregnant girl to death, but made Sang Xin break into a cold sweat.
"Assistant Sang, we meet again!"
…
"Don't worry, we'll meet soon!"
…
The content of the text message flashed through his mind again, and Sang Xin finally connected the "Mr. Lu" who had been sending him money with the crippled young man in front of him who was said to only play with women and spend money.
"You...are you Mr. Lu?"
"That's right, Lu Li is my name. Haven't you heard of it?" Lu Li replied with a smile.
Of course I have heard of it, but how could anyone still use his real name when using conspiracy? How could it be possible for Sang Xin, who had been stunned by the money bait he threw over and over again? The "Mr. Lu" that comes to mind is Lu Li.
"You... you don't believe him. He is talking nonsense. These are all traps between him and Mu Tianye..." Sang Xin shouted excitedly, "Captain Li, you must believe me, I am innocent!"
Captain Li raised his chin lightly, and the assistant police officer immediately came down and grabbed his hands, cuffing a pair of silver handcuffs to his wrists.
"Stop yelling. When you get to the police station, you will have your say!"
Sang Xin's legs suddenly became weak. As soon as the police officer let go, his body went limp and he fell to the ground next to Lu Li's wheelchair.
Lu Li squinted his eyes and bent down, looking closer at his wrist.