"Besides, with my current health, I'm allergic to all pollen and hair. I can't even go to the beach. I get sick from time to time. What else can I do?"
"You keep making it up! Keep making it up!"
He Meishu shook his hand off, took out a piece of paper from her pocket and threw it at him, full of anger: "How long are you going to lie to me?"
If he did nothing, who could have found the bloody dead cat next to the trash can
She began to suspect when she heard from her teammates that an old lady had a heart attack because she was scared by her cat.
But she secretly checked and found that her brother had not been to the area of the old house during that period, so her doubts were dispelled.
But now it seems that he has never stopped at all.
"What did I lie to you about? It's really incomprehensible."
He Taisheng frowned, bent down and picked up the paper from the ground.
When he read one of the lines of words above, his expression paused, but soon subsided and his performance became natural again.
He Meishu was in a rage. She pointed at his hand with hatred and listened to the test report:
"Do you know what this is? This is a test report of one of the blood samples taken from the knife that killed Azhi."
"RH negative blood, only 0.3% of the country's population has this rare blood type, there are only a few in the entire city, and there was no one else who could have appeared in Qilitun that afternoon except you!"
"Look at the wound on the back of your hand. Even an outsider can tell at a glance that it was a knife scratch. Do you still dare to say that you didn't go to the old house that day? Do you still dare to say that the blood on the tip of the knife is not yours?"
He Taisheng no longer tried to hide it, and sneered, "So what if the blood on the tip of the knife is mine?"
"I didn't do anything. I just ran into a lunatic who was chasing me and I was accidentally scratched by him. I'm still the victim. What's the big deal?"
He Meishu roared: "What madman? That man is called Li Jingtai. He is not a madman at all, but a writer with quick thinking and a very smart mind."
Li Jingtai's blood type... seems to be RH negative...
Could it be that the blood on it is his
After all, the knife belonged to Li Jingtai, so it was possible that he left bloodstains on it.
He Meishu suddenly remembered the information about Li Jingtai that she had just found.
The mood became calmer, not as excited as before.
"Brother, tell me honestly why Li Jingtai chased you that day."
There is no way Li Jingtai would do such a thing without any reason, unless he is really crazy.
But the fact is, Li Jingtai is not crazy at all. Not only is he not crazy, he is also very smart and has a high IQ.
"How should I know? I don't know him."
"Maybe he recognized the wrong person, or maybe he made a mistake!"
He Taisheng was a little annoyed.
Looking at her sister's face, she felt disgusted again.
But his mind once again told him that he could do nothing.
This is his biological sister, his only relative.
Another similar face appeared in his mind, and He Taisheng felt a little calmer.
He Meishu had no idea that she was always on the verge of life and death. She snatched the report from his hand and warned him coldly, "You'd better not hide anything from me, otherwise even I can't save you."
"Don't worry, I'm not such a tactless person."
He Taisheng suppressed some impulsive thoughts, secretly exhaled, and then smiled and said:
"You are my only relative. Even for you, I will not do anything illegal."