Chapter 1218

Maupassant said calmly: "My daddy is still in the morgue, don't talk to me about love now."

Gu Yanhao came forward and looked at him coldly: "You don't have to talk about love with Huang Ling, but you have to believe her. She didn't kill anyone."

Maupassant pursed his thin lips tightly, his expression was indifferent, his eyes were deep and unpredictable, and Gu Yanhao couldn't tell what he was thinking after hearing his words.

"I just had a talk with her. You can watch the surveillance video. It may help you." At least he would feel better knowing that Huang Ling was not the murderer.

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After Gu Yanhao and Song Wuyou left, Maupassant stood outside the crime team building and looked inside.

He came here because he wanted to see her.

He knew Gu Yanhao was coming and wanted to hear what she told Gu Yanhao.

He didn't know why, but now, he didn't want to go in and see her.

Her sad eyes, with a hint of hatred, made him heartache.

Liu Fengfeng...why did she call him a beast?

Because shouldn't he let Huang Ling be locked up inside?

Huang Ling is safer inside now than moving outside——

At this time, the leader of the serious crime team was coming out with a group of people. When he saw Maupassant, the leader hurried forward: "Mr. Mo, do you want to see Huang Ling?"

Maupassant shook his head, pursed his thin lips tightly, and said nothing.

The team leader said: "We need to carefully investigate the 9.24 murder case. The president suspects that the murderer is not Huang Ling."

Maupassant just looked at the team leader indifferently.

The team leader looked at him and asked cautiously: "Mr. Mo, you are a family member of the deceased. You will not sue Huang Ling, right?"

Maupassant pursed his lips and said, "If there is no new discovery in a month, I will sue."

These words happened to be heard by Huang Ling, who was being escorted out of the serious crime team.

Prosecution?

Is it a lawsuit?

Because they knew Huang Ling was Gu Yanhao's sister, they didn't dare to use handcuffs when escorting her back to the detention center.

Instead, they were closely guarded by four police officers.

Huang Ling stood one meter inside the door and looked at Maupassant calmly.

Maupassant also looked inside through the team leader, and their eyes were staring at each other.

Seeing the haggard Huang Ling, Maupassant's heart was pinched hard.

Huang Ling's heart also ached.

She was even more sure that if he had Aina, he would no longer love her.

If he loved himself, he wouldn't sue himself——

Prosecution, if the real murderer cannot be found, they will convict her as a killer and then convict her——

He might be sentenced to death, and he doesn't even care about her life or death. Will he still love her?

Huang Ling's heart hurts so much——

It turned out that the love he gave her was so cheap.

She knew it was painful for him to lose his father, but he couldn't treat her like this and not care about her life or death...

Huang Ling suddenly felt very hateful, not against Maupassant, but against herself.

When I hate myself for falling in love, why do I always have to give myself wholeheartedly and leave no way out for myself——

Once you lose the other person, you will be seriously hurt.

Huang Ling walked out without staying any longer.

There was a bulletproof police car parked at the door. She finally got in the car without even looking at Maupassant.

As the car left, Maupassant turned around and followed the car with his eyes.

He pressed his thin lips tightly, and their lips were pressed into a straight line.

The deep facial features were stiff, and the eyes were as deep as a pool.

Huang Ling... hates herself very much.

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His new house was strictly cordoned off by the police.

Except for the police, even he himself was not allowed to approach.

Several police officers were guarding the scene.

He made a reservation at the hotel.

When he returned to the hotel, his mother Brenda and grandpa Los and Aina were there.