Chapter 64 The truth of the past

At this time, in the next ward,

the violent criminal was handcuffed to the bed, with bandages all over his body, and it was difficult for him to speak.

According to his confession,

he was originally an unemployed vagrant, and someone paid him a high price to break Mu Wan's strings and splash sulfuric acid on her on stage.

Mu Jianhua was furious.

He didn't expect that before the sulfuric acid, Mu Wan had suffered other grievances.

At first, the police interrogated him about the murderer behind the scenes, but he refused to say anything. Mu Jianhua thought of Qin Qingquan, who was detained by him, and tricked him out with just one sentence.

"How much money did Qin give you?"

"Two hundred thousand——"

Mu Jianhua got the answer, and didn't waste time on this gangster, and went directly to the room where Qin Qingquan was detained.

"What do you want to do?"

"Why did you bring me here?"

"I'm going to call the police. I'm going to sue you for violating my personal freedom."

Qin Qingquan didn't know that the truth about the gangster Wang Xin had been deceived. He knew that Wang Xin owed a large gambling debt. If he wanted to get the balance, he would not give him up.

Mu Jianhua walked into the room, threw a stack of information on the table, and spoke with a firm tone.

"Are you the brother of Qin Yao who said that my daughter's championship was a conspiracy and committed suicide by cutting her wrists with a guitar string a year ago?"

Qin Qingquan's eyes were full of coldness, and he did not deny it.

"So what?"

Mu Jianhua: "So you hired Wang Xin to ruin my daughter's game and let him throw sulfuric acid on my daughter?"

Qin Qingquan: "I don't know what you are talking about-"

Bang!

A brutal fist landed on his face.

"Since I dare to say so, it means I have certain evidence."

"Your sister was not strong enough to afford the defeat, so she committed suicide, which caused my daughter to suffer from endless rumors."

"If she didn't want me to interfere in this matter, do you think you and your sister can still stand here safely?"

"As a result, I let you go, but you became more and more aggressive."

His eyes flashed with cold light. As a person who had actually been on the battlefield, his aura alone was enough to make Qin Qingquan breathe.

He swallowed and sneered for a while: "Stop talking so high-soundingly. You powerful people don't care about the life and death of others just to gild your daughter."

"My sister put in so much sweat and effort for that violin competition, but she was treated so unfairly. She was forced into a corner by you, so she had to commit suicide in protest."

"My sister's hand was destroyed by you."

Mu Jianhua is in his fifties. He has been cultivating himself since he retired from the front line, but he is no longer able to cultivate himself now, and he said angrily.

"Your sister has put in a lot of sweat and effort. My Wanwan has been learning piano since she was six years old. She has never stopped practicing in the hottest days of summer and the coldest days of winter. Why can't she win the championship based on her own strength?"

He rolled up his sleeves and pretended to hit him again. The police officer next to him quickly stopped him.

"Commander, don't be impulsive. It will be bad if our abuse of lynching gets out."

"Let's hand him over to the law for punishment!"

Mu Jianhua was so angry that he didn't care about being civilized.

"I'm afraid that if it gets out, these bastards will throw sulfuric acid on my daughter."

"Calm down, calm down, don't get angry and hurt yourself."

In the end, Mu Jianhua was persuaded to leave by everyone. Before leaving, he warned the police officer who came to handle the case that this case must be investigated and handled strictly.

The police officer said that even if you don't say anything, we have to deal with it seriously.

That's concentrated sulfuric acid, which can be fatal in severe cases.

S City is an international metropolis, and the nature of this case is so bad that Qin Qingquan will have to stay in prison for at least ten years.

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Even after being taken to the police station, Qin Qingquan still insisted that he was right.

Until that night, he received a courier from outside, which contained a videotape.

With the help of the police officer, he was able to see the contents inside. It turned out to be

the video of his sister's Stern violin performance that he had always wanted to find but couldn't find.

After watching it.

He was silent.

He always thought he did nothing wrong.

But as the first violinist, how could he not see that his sister made mistakes in that performance? Mu Wan's championship was well deserved.

At the end of the video, there was a line of small words like this.

[At first, Wanwan didn't know that your sister's hand could not be cured.]

[She had the videotape destroyed because she was afraid that your sister would have a hard time.]

[But she is very good, but you don't deserve her kindness.]

Qin Qingquan fell to the ground, tears streaming down his eyes. How could things be like this...

——Kuangye

's hand was injured, which shocked all the ST players.

The manager and coach took the team's doctors to conduct a comprehensive examination of him that day.

After confirming that there was no broken bone, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Coach Yang An angrily scolded: "You are a professional, can you protect your precious hands?"

Shen Le pleaded: "Coach, don't be angry, the captain is also to protect Sister Wanwan, otherwise the sulfuric acid will splash on Sister Wanwan."

Jiang Yu: "Yes, Sister Wanwan's hands are also precious when she plays the violin."

Yang An slapped him.

"Is that what I meant? I told him not to be so impulsive."

Kuang Ye knew that he was concerned about himself, so he quickly went along with him.

"Coach, I know what you mean, I will definitely protect these hands in the future."

"Don't touch cold water, don't hold chopsticks except for the keyboard and mouse, okay?"

Yang An then slapped him too.

"You idiot, if you fail in the autumn season because of this, you will see how people will scold you online."

Kuei-ye said confidently: "Don't worry, coach. Who am I? I am hw Ye-shen, a man favored by Canyon Heroes. My hands can be insured for tens of millions. There is no way I can fail."

Zhang Xiangnan glared at him when he heard this.

This little bastard is talking nonsense here just because Old Yang doesn't know the condition of his hands!

"Okay, okay, since there is nothing wrong, let's go and go back to training."

-

After everyone left the meeting room, Zhang Xiangnan looked at Kuei-ye.

"Your hand is like this, what will you do in the next game? Can you still play?"

Kuei-ye untied the bandage and took a look at the not serious injury.

"Let the second team take over first. The team will know about my affairs sooner or later, so let's just use this matter to get through it."

Zhang Xiangnan's face was grim: "Have you decided to retire this year?"

Kuang Ye did not answer, but asked: "How is Ou Lan doing in the youth training camp?"

Zhang Xiangnan's tone was a little aggressive: "Very good, it should not be long before he can replace Ye Shen and become the next pillar."

Kuang Ye's tone was serious, and he looked up at Zhang Xiangnan.

"He has talent, but he has not had systematic learning, so his control of timing is a little poor."

"But the strength of the second team is still a little behind the first team. Let's see if we can train him up!"

"Don't worry, I won't leave until ST has a new jungler."

There are gains and losses, and the current life is already a happiness that he dared not even dream of.

Sugarcane cannot be sweet at both ends.

And his hands are indeed...

I can't let Wanwan marry a cripple!

——When

Kuangye returned to the apartment, Mu Wan was cooking, and the air was filled with a rich aroma.

"Wanwan, what are you doing, it smells so good."

He walked to the kitchen and saw a clay pot on the stove, which was not covered at this time, and milky white bubbles were bubbling inside.

Mu Wan: "Pig trotter soup, I learned it from the tutorial, it's good for your hand recovery."

Kuangye:? ? Compensating for shape with shape?

But looking at the apron Mu Wan was wearing, he frowned and stepped forward to untie her.

"Wanwan, you don't have to do these, I'll ask an aunt to come to the apartment to cook tomorrow."

Mu Wan is the little princess who grew up in the palm of the Mu family's hand, and she doesn't need to condescend to wash her hands and cook soup for him.

She deserves all the good things he can imagine.

Mu Wan really doesn't like to cook. Before, it was always Kueye who cooked, or brought it back directly from the base.

She made a request: "I want delicious Cantonese cuisine and local dishes."

Kueye laughed: "Okay, I will follow the little princess's instructions."

Mu Wan complained: "Why do you have another nickname?"

Kueye was shameless: "What nickname? This is a nickname."

Mu Wan looked at him unhappily and scooped a spoonful of soup from the pot with a spoon.

"Then little prince, blow on it and taste it to see if the little princess's soup tastes right?"

Kueye blew it to cool it down and took a sip. He looked intoxicated as if he had drunk some fine wine, and then commented.

"Sweet."

Mu Wan was puzzled.

"Sweet?"

"Did I add salt instead of sugar?"

She shouldn't be able to do such a stupid thing!

Just as she was about to taste it herself, the man's kiss landed on the corner of her lips unexpectedly.

"Sister, I'm not saying the soup is sweet, I'm saying you are sweet."

Mu Wan's calm face suddenly flushed, and she scolded in a low voice .

"Can you be serious?" Even

tasting the soup can be flirting.

But Kuei Ye pretended not to hear.

The hand without the gauze wrapped around Mu Wan's waist.

With his head resting on her shoulder, he was openly showing off.

"Sister~"

"My hand is injured, and it's terrible to sleep on the sofa."

"Can I apply for a bed?" ×