419: C419 Face to Face

C419 Face to Face

"What, there are witnesses?!" Wang Ziyue turned pale with fright. "How is this possible?!"

Han Zhiyu's face turned completely pale. She felt as if someone had poured a basin of cold water over her from head to toe in winter. All the blood in her body seemed to freeze.

Chen Tian took a look at Han Zhiyu's condition and his voice eased up a little. "Young Madame, I will go and deal with the company first. You may need to go to the police station to understand the specific situation. Is that okay?"

Han Zhiyu was still immersed in the shock brought by the news just now. Wang Ziyue who was at the side came over and held her shoulder. "You go first. I will accompany Zhiyu later. "

After giving Wang Ziyue a deep look, Chen Tian turned around and left quickly.

"Zhiyu, are you alright?" Wang Ziyue looked at Han Zhiyu's bloodless lips and worriedly suggested, "Otherwise, you can stay at home first. It will be fine if I go alone. "

But just as she finished speaking, she felt her wrist being fiercely grabbed and her tentacles turned cold.

That strength was like a drowning person grabbing onto the last hope of survival and then she heard her hoarse but firm voice beside her ear. "No, I want to be with you. "

Wang Ziyue looked into those black pupils. Endless pain was suppressed within and she could only sigh and nod her head.

In less than an hour's drive, the two of them were already standing outside the police station.

At this moment, there was a group of reporters surrounding the door. They were like a wave pouncing on a man who had just walked out.

"Hello, are you the one who reported Lu Yiran?"

"When the crime happened, you saw Lu Yiran. Did you see him kill someone?"

"Can you tell us what happened in detail?"

. . .

One question after another, like cannonballs, were thrown at the man in the crowd.

The man was not tall, his skin was dark, and his clothes were plain.

It was probably the first time he had experienced such a scene. He looked at the reporters around him in a daze, and his eyes were a little evasive.

"I, I already told the police. "

The man said haltingly and lowered his head, wanting to escape from the crowd.

But before he took a few steps, a pair of black leather boots appeared in front of him. He looked up blankly and met Wang Ziyue's fierce eyes. "Stop, you are the informant?"

The man was stunned and then nodded blankly.

"You saw Lu Yiran kill someone?"

The one who spoke was Han Zhiyu. Her eyes were fixed on the man. Her hands, which were hanging by her side, were clenched into fists.

The man looked up at her timidly and opened his mouth to say: "I saw Lu Yiran go into room 618 with my own eyes. He came out of the room with an unhappy expression. Then someone made a ward round in the morning and saw the woman die. Who else could it be?"

Although the man's voice was soft, his tone was very certain.

"You are talking nonsense. It has been so long since he left, and there might be other people," Wang Ziyue scolded him angrily.

Because out of the corner of her eye, she saw that the blood color on Han Zhiyu's face had disappeared. Her entire person was so fragile that it was like snow under the warm sun, so fragile that it was about to dissipate.

The man raised his head and stubbornly denied, "No, no, he killed someone. I saw it with my own eyes. I saw it with my own eyes. "

The man's change in attitude made Wang Ziyue frown unhappily and sternly berated, "Did you see it or not? You have to know that you are now at the police station's entrance. If you use fake evidence, you can be arrested at any time. "

The surrounding reporters immediately quieted down, leaving only the sound of the shutter.1

Because of Wang Ziyue's words, the man's body clearly trembled. His fingers hanging by his side twisted his pants. He swallowed his saliva and seemed to have made up his mind. He said again, "I am not lying. I saw it. That night at 10 o'clock, I went to the corridor on the top floor of the VIP room to patrol. I passed by No. 618. The door of the room was closed, and there were some strange sounds inside. I curiously looked inside and found a woman lying on the bed covered in blood. Lu Yiran, he is standing by the bed. "

"Standing by the bed, what is he doing?" Wang Ziyue's face was ugly as she asked.

"I don't know. " The man shook his head in fear. He twisted his fingers so hard that they turned white. "I was scared to death at that time. I was afraid that Lu Yiran would kill me after he found me, so I turned around and ran away. "

The man seemed to have recalled some bad memories. The color of blood on his face faded away.

His body trembled slightly, and his lips moved because of fear. He looked miserable.

If there was a passerby who did not know Lu Yiran, he was afraid that he would really believe these words.

Wang Ziyue only sneered and looked at him with ridicule. "Since you have already escaped, logically, you should have called the police last night. Why not?"

This question hit the nail on the head. The surrounding reporters also turned the microphone to the man at the right time.

"I, I was afraid. "The man shrunk a little and said nervously again, "Lu Yiran is the president of Langkun Group. I am just a small citizen. If I go to the police without any evidence, what if they think I am framing Lu Yiran?"

" When the sun rises, I am still feeling uneasy. It was only when I saw the news in the afternoon that I found out that Lu Yiran was arrested. It was only at that moment that I felt relieved that Lu Yiran did not collude with the police and cooperated with the investigation. "

The man's words were reasonable and reasonable, and it made the reporters present quickly record it down.

"You're talking nonsense. Lu Yiran can't kill people!" Wang Ziyue's face was livid as she denied it once again.

"You, do you have proof?" The man pursed his lips and mustered his courage to slightly raise his voice and reply, "Prove that Lu Yiran did not kill anyone last night?"

Wang Ziyue was stunned for a second but quickly recovered her expression. She frowned and counterattacked. "Then you saw Lu Yiran attack?"

"I have proof that he went into the room of the deceased. He was the only one. I ran into my colleagues in the elevator when I was running away last night. He can testify for me. "

The man's words were very accurate at this moment, and the surrounding reporters couldn't help but whisper to each other.

Wang Ziyue was so angry that she wanted to step forward and continue to argue but was stopped by Han Zhiyu.

At this moment, Han Zhiyu's face was pale as she lifted her foot and walked in front of the man with one step and two steps.

The surroundings quietened down. Only her firm footsteps pounded on everyone's heart again and again.

Standing in front of the man, she opened and closed her bloodless lips. Her eyes locked onto him as she said word by word: "You really witnessed Lu Yiran kill someone?"

The man looked over. The slender woman in front of him had a beautiful face. There was not much emotion on her face, but her black pupils were like a thick fog that could not be dispersed. They became thicker and thicker, like a beast lurking in the forest in the dark. One look at it would make one feel frightened.

The man avoided her gaze in a panic. His voice trembled and stuttered, "No. . . That's right. I saw it with my own eyes. "

As soon as he finished speaking, before he could raise his head to look at the other party's expression, he heard a gentle and firm voice beside his ear: "Alright, I understand. Ziyue, let's go!"

At this moment, the surrounding reporters would not let go of the opportunity to make the headlines. They swarmed forward and surrounded the two people who were planning to leave.

"Mrs Lu, may I ask if you believe that Mr. Lu killed people?"

"This morning, the police went to your apartment to arrest Mr. Lu. What did you think at that time?"

"If Mr. Lu really killed someone, would you get a divorce?"

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