Mu Huanyu could no longer listen to what the police officer said afterwards. There was only one name in his mind.
"Guan Simiao...is he also a police officer in the bureau? Why didn't I see him?" Mu Huanyu asked in a very steady voice with an expression that showed no hint of saltiness or indifference on his face.
"He is a painter who just came here recently. Come to think of it, maybe it was because I was the first one to greet him that day, and he had a good impression of me, so he invited me to dinner."
"Invited you to dinner? You mean Guan Simiao invited you to dinner at noon, so you went out to eat with him."
"Yes, otherwise it would not be worth it for me to go so far for this meal, but the food in that restaurant is really good..."
Mu Huanyu couldn't hear a word the police officer said. He suppressed his emotions and forced a smile: "Excuse me, where is his office?"
"Do you have anything to do with him?"
"Well... I want to take a look at the drawing of the victim he drew earlier." Mu Huanyu made up an excuse.
Of course he was lucky, as Guan Simiao happened to paint one.
"Oh, then come with me."
......
Interrogation room.
"I'm going back first. I don't think we can get anything out of the interrogation. The seller's identity is completely fabricated."
"I still have to go back and clean up the rental house, so I'll leave first."
Du Zhirou said this and left.
Du Xing looked at Du Zhirou's back, with a hint of bitterness on his face: "You are such a heartless little girl."
“I don’t know who I learned this from.”
"Be careful on the road."
"Got it, damn dad."
Du Zhirou's somewhat lazy voice came from outside the door.
"This child..."
Du Xing showed a trace of helplessness.
Just as Du Zhirou left.
Mu Huanyu, led by the young police officer, walked into Guan Simiao's office.
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