Chapter 1417 The Devil Is a Girl (18)

However, as long as the suspect is correct, the result is correct.

The process is here in Xia Ling, where artistic processing can be performed.

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"Bai Yanyan, wait for me outside, I'll take her to the interrogation room to take notes."

Xia Ling made up her mind that when she brought Zhang Li into the interrogation room, she would immediately do something to Zhang Li and ask her to confess what happened...

However, Xia Ling didn't expect it.

Zhang Li had just followed him into the Public Security Bureau, Xia Ling had no time to speak to the policemen on duty who were staying behind, when the pale woman suddenly yelled.

"Comrade police, help me arrange it quickly, I want to surrender myself!"

Xia Ling: ...

Bewitched?

Several policemen from the Public Security Bureau looked at each other in blank dismay. Under Xia Ling's arrangement, they hurriedly brought their transcripts into the interrogation room.

In the interrogation room.

Zhang Li cheated on her and Zhang Wanjuan's husband, but was broken by Zhang Wanjuan. She accidentally killed Zhang Wanjuan, but put the hoe into Zhang Wanjuan's husband's arms, and fled in a hurry.

People rushed into the yard, and all they saw was Zhang Wanjuan's husband standing there with a bloody hoe.

Later, when people reported the case and the police came to record their statements, probably because there were too many people who identified the scene, everyone believed that Zhang Wanjuan was killed by her husband, and Zhang Li stayed at home all the time, but nothing happened.

Zhang Li accidentally killed someone, and her parents knew about it.

I just heard that someone has been secretly investigating this matter recently. Zhang Li went back to her mother's house to discuss countermeasures. In the end, she couldn't bear the psychological pressure and decided to surrender herself.

...

Xia Ling was sitting behind the desk in the interrogation room, while another policeman was taking notes.

Looking at Zhang Li, Xia Ling looked haggard and defeated, but Zhang Li's overall mental state still seemed normal.

She wanted to do it but she didn't do it yet.

Zhang Li still wanted to play tricks in the car, but she actively cooperated when she arrived at the police station. Her attitude changed so quickly that Xia Ling had to be suspicious.

Someone... Did he think of it together?

The line of sight looks out from the glass window of the interrogation room.

In the corridor, Bai Yanyan rarely sat obediently in the corridor, she seemed to be playing with her mobile phone, hiding her achievements and fame.

Xia Ling withdrew his gaze and did not ask Hei Hei, as he was sure of the truth of the matter.

There were only three people in the car.

Himself, Bai Yanyan and Zhang Li.

Zhang Li is like this now, leaving aside the supernatural events, there is only one possibility.

Bai Yanyan seems to have a golden finger in control, she can control other people's thinking...

Xia Ling guessed in his heart that Zhang Li's confession here was recorded very quickly because she was very cooperative.

"Brother Zhao, did you catch that one too? I'll bring it in for you to make a statement." The colleague patted Xia Ling on the shoulder and said while looking at Bai Yanyan.

Xia Ling followed the line of sight of her colleagues and saw the silhouette of Bai Yanyan who was playing with her mobile phone with her head down.

Yellow hair, killer hairstyle and hole pants.

All of Bai Yanyan's looks seem to be like this.

The profile of the girl does look like a brawler, an unscrupulous girl who was arrested in the Public Security Bureau.

Xia Ling: "No, she is my neighbor's daughter. She came to help me when there was no class."

The colleague was silent for a while.

"Sorry, sorry, Brother Zhao, I made a mistake, so I'm sorry."

Bai Yanyan stared sharply, even if her colleague apologized, she still didn't show any forgiveness.

"It's okay." Xia Ling responded with a smile for Bai Yanyan.

As Bai Yanyan thought before in the car, Xia Ling couldn't help but also want to rub Bai Yanyan's head, like looking at a small animal with fur.

He raised his hand and rubbed Bai Yanyan's exploding Shamate yellow hair.

stiff.

Hairspray in the palm of your hand...