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Miao Zhishun smiled, "The police always have to make all assumptions and eliminate all impossible things, then the remaining assumption is the truth!"

"Haha!" Wu Siyuan sneered.

"But I feel like it's not you!" Miao Zhishun suddenly said again.

"Oh, your colleague Azu is very suspicious of me. I am very suspicious!" Wu Siyuan looked sarcastic.

"Feeling! A Xing, you don't know if you feel it, but you are very different from three years ago."

"Three years ago, you gave me the impression that you were autistic. You closed yourself in a circle and didn't want or need to go out to communicate with others."

"But three years later, although your attitude still seems very cold, the feeling that you are rejecting people thousands of miles away from your bones is gone."

"A Xing, you have changed!" Miao Zhishun said.

"Haha, are you finished?" Wu Siyuan just sneered at this.

"No." Miao Zhishun was not angry, but said with a playful smile.

"And another thing is, ever since you came in here, you have been acting very confident!"

"Not the kind of confidence that criminals have that the police can't find evidence of their crimes, but the kind of calm confidence."

"It's this feeling of confidence that makes me feel that you are not the murderer!" Miao Zhishun concluded.

Wu Siyuan looked at Miao Zhishun and said, "Since you think I'm not the murderer, why did you come back to me?"

"You have to visit old friends." Miao Zhishun said with a smile, "Besides, you have been in this circle for so long, maybe I can get some useful information from you and find the murderer!"

"It's obvious that Yang Zhengxiang paid for the murder in this case. If you want to know, couldn't you just ask him?" Wu Siyuan also learned about the murder from several police officers and the plot of the movie. The whole story.

"Yes, so we also invited him back for coffee. Hong Kong law stipulates that we can invite him to drink coffee for 48 hours. Do you want to meet him?" Miao Zhishun asked.

"Why do you want to see him?" Wu Siyuan asked.

"Didn't you once help him modify his gun?" Miao Zhishun said.

That was what happened before Wu Siyuan traveled through time. Yang Zhengxiang asked someone to find Peng Yixing and help him modify a pistol with strong firepower and fast firing rate. However, it was easy to misfire if it was not controlled well.

Yang Zhengxiang was very satisfied and even used animal carcasses to test the target. When Yang Zhengxiang wanted to use live livestock to test the target, Peng Yixing stopped him. He said that the gun he modified would not see blood.

Peng Yixing took away the gun he modified and said he would return the money to Yang Zhengxiang, and the two people no longer had contact.

"Have you found out all this?" Wu Siyuan said.

"The police cannot let go of any small details." Miao Zhishun shrugged.

"Gone!" Wu Siyuan was in no mood.

"Since I'm here, let's meet him by the way." Miao Zhishun was very interested.

At this time, a policeman opened the door, and a slightly arrogant voice came in.

"Where are you taking me again? Let me tell you, Hong Kong has human rights laws. Be careful and I will sue you!"

"Let's go. Stop talking so much nonsense." It was Azu's voice.

Then, Wu Siyuan saw Yang Zhengxiang, who had thin hair and was wearing a high-end suit, being pushed into the interrogation room by A Zu.

As soon as he entered the interrogation room, Yang Zhengxiang saw Wu Siyuan and said in a somewhat surprised tone, "Hey, it's you, A Xing. It's been a long time since I last saw you. Why are you being arrested too?"

"Thank you for your gift." Wu Siyuan said calmly.

"Haha...A Xing, are you kidding me?" Yang Zhengxiang said with a smile.

"No kidding! The police want to know which professional killer you hired? Let me come over and ask you!"

"Don't spit blood! I don't even know what you are talking about! Where are the police? Is this how you wrongly accuse people?" Yang Zhengxiang was furious and furious.

Wu Siyuan was not moved at all, and said to Miao Zhishun, "Look, I can't help you!"

"Can I go?"

"You can leave at any time!" Miao Zhishun said with a solemn face and a slight nod.

Wu Siyuan left the interrogation room without saying a word.

Yang Zhengxiang couldn't help but got angry when he saw it, "Sir, go catch the fugitives when you have time! Why are you detaining innocent citizens like me! When can I leave?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yang! There are still some things I haven't asked yet, and I have to keep you here to continue drinking coffee. Don't worry, our police will be very strict with the law. We agreed to 48 hours and won't keep you for another minute. ." The person who said this was not Miao Zhishun, but Ah Jin as the representative of G4.

Miao Zhishun and Azu had also left the interrogation room and were walking in the corridor of the police station.

"Do you really think that Peng Yixing has nothing to do with this case?" Azu couldn't help but ask Miao Zhishun.

"Yeah." Miao Zhishun looked thoughtful and hummed softly when he heard the words.

"Could they be acting?" Azu still didn't give up. He had a deep prejudice against Peng Yixing.

"Impossible! Peng Yixing is a very proud person at heart. He disdains it! If he really did it, he would hint at us instead of such an obvious denial." Miao Zhishun said with certainty.

"I hope you won't make mistakes." Azu said helplessly.

"The focus of the next work is to investigate the people around Yang Zhengxiang and see how he contacted the professional killers."

"Judging from the traces at the scene, there are two A's and two B's. This professional killer must have had a background in actual shooting leagues. You can start from this aspect!" Miao Zhishun ordered.

"Okay." Azu took the order and went back to work.

On the other side, as soon as Wu Siyuan walked to the lobby of the police station, he saw Guo Liyi guarding there with a person who looked like a lawyer.

Seeing Wu Siyuan coming out, Guo Liyi immediately pounced on him.

Wu Siyuan patted Guo Liyi on the back and comforted her, "I'm fine!"

"Don't leave me! Ah Xing, don't leave me!" Guo Liyi said slightly crying in his arms.

"Okay!" Wu Siyuan suddenly felt that his "ok" was particularly heavy.

Peng Yixing really has a girlfriend who loves him very much.