"Didn't I tell you early in the morning? She has a ghost in her heart, so she pointed to me and my sister and said that we were criminals, which has hindered my father and mother." Mu Suye said angrily, "Maybe she is the murderer herself. Everything she said is wrong. You should investigate her!"

"We are looking. But even if there is something wrong with what she said, there is no evidence to prove that she is telling a lie. Unless other evidence is found to prove that you or she is lying."

"After wandering around for a long time, you said nothing. Why did you call me?" Mu Suye asked, "And Isn't it your life to find a real murderer?"

"Mu Suye, you-" Shura curled his lips.

"Worry, my mom is here." Mu Suye lifted the quilt and covered it on his little head, pretending to close his eyes and go to sleep.

The child's bedroom did not open, and Chu Qingman seemed to have just stood at the door and turned around and left, probably because she was afraid of waking up the two sleeping children. "Your mom is going to take you away?" Shura asked again.

"Yes." Mu Suye touched his little nose, "My dad disappointed my mom."

Whoever is the worm in the belly of parents must be the child of parents.

"The problem is that when you leave, the charges will not be washed away, but the other party will find an excuse for you to escape." Shura said worriedly.

"My mommy is a person who is not afraid of anyone talking. Like my sister, I am not afraid of being told. We did not do anything bad, we are not afraid of being slanted by the shadows. They can't do anything to us."

"We understand what you said, but the police won't think so. I probably won't go smoothly when you go to the airport tomorrow. What I'm afraid of is that the police will not doubt the child, will they suspect your mommy?"

Mu Suye became even more angry: "This matter has nothing to do with my mother!"

"This is hard to say." Shura pondered what was inside.

"What did you say?" Mu Suye heard something in his words, and jumped up from the quilt again, furious, "Why do you suspect that my mommy is the murderer? My mommy is a great man in the world!"

"I'm not saying that your mom is the murderer, and whether it's the murderer needs evidence to prove it. However, I've met someone related to your mom before. The man successfully hypnotized me with music and made me walk to the place he designated without knowing it. Judging from the situation I've encountered, it's something that can be accomplished in minutes if he wants to use music to make someone commit suicide or fall off the stage."

"You, who are you talking about?" Mu Suye was shocked by his words. "I haven't heard you say before, don't make up. You know how good my mom is. The good she is to you, and she will make delicious fried rice for you."

"Because this is embarrassing, if it weren't for the current situation, I wouldn't want to tell others about it, Mu Suye." Shura touched his freckled nose in embarrassment, "That person, cherry bear, has been introduced, his name is Luo Yi."

Uncle Luo! Mu Suye's little butt fell into the quilt and shook his head: "Impossible, absolutely impossible."

Uncle Luo would definitely not be the murderer. For some reason, Mu Suye only had this idea in his mind. Obviously, he didn't seem to remember who this uncle was, but the feeling of worrying about Uncle Luo was so strong.

"He seems to be missing and missing. Before, I knew he had met with the koalas and your mom at your mom's house." Shura said.

"You mean to say that Uncle Luo is the murderer, and my mommy is the accomplice, and helped Uncle Luo escape?"

"I didn't say that. However, his disappearance was just a few days before Zhang Tingyu's accident." Shura said.

Mu Suye's little face suddenly became serious and said, "Shura, have you said these words to others? Have you said to the police?"

"My grandfather must know. The policeman probably didn't know." Shura said.

"Don't tell the police, I can trust you and your grandfather. My mommy and the Kyuub are good people, and Uncle Luo is of course good people when he is with them. You can doubt anyone, but you can't suspect that they are the murderers."

Shura scratched his eyebrows after hearing this, and undoubtedly was hit by his grandfather. The most difficult situation faced by being a detective was not that the person closest to him was hurt, but that the person he trusted was suspected of being a criminal.

"Mu Suye, I think the police will know what my grandfather and I know sooner or later. So, your mom would better not take you away at this time, as it will become a condition that is unfavorable to you."

"Call me, do your grandpa know?"

"My grandfather went out last night. He never told me what he did," Shura said.

"I want to talk to your grandpa before making a decision." Mu Suye said. How can a young detective be more experienced than an old detective? Like a doctor and lawyer, detectives rely on experience no matter how advanced their skills are.

"Wait--" Shura suddenly interrupted him.

Mu Suye was originally holding his cell phone and waiting for the other side to reply, but he was a little bored. Later, some movement was made from his cell phone, which made him prick up his ears to listen.

It seemed that someone came in, and the phone fell to the ground immediately.

"Shura? Shura?" Mu Suye held his breath and asked carefully.

No, no other sounds appeared on the other side of the phone.

Mu Suye's care suddenly cooled down, and it reached his toes.

Nuannuan, who was sleeping next to her brother, opened her sleepy eyes. As soon as her brother was talking, she could not sleep anymore.

"Brother?" Nuannuan's little hands rubbed her little eyes, opened her big eyes to look at her brother's face, and suddenly she was shocked and sat up, "Brother, what's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

My brother's face was so terrifying, green, without any blood.

Mu Suye seemed to have never come back to his senses.

The brother did not answer, Nuannuan jumped out of the bed, walked to her brother, and her little hand swayed into a wooden man-like brother, shouting: "Brother! Brother!!"

When Li Liyang in the living room heard the child in the room, he immediately lifted up the quilt and got up. He walked two steps and found that the door of the bedroom where his sister was sleeping was opened.

Chu Qingman opened the door of the child's room with a quick step.

"Mama." Nuannuan turned her head and said to her mother, "Brother is sick again."

When he heard his sister say he was sick, Mu Suye was shocked and woke up, and quickly shook his head: No, sister, don’t talk nonsense. My brother swears last time, don’t get sick again.

"What's wrong?" Chu Qingman squatted down and asked.
Chapter completed!