Only when I got to the police station did I know that Qin Jiameng disappeared after meeting me in the afternoon. The search team searched for her for several hours and found her unconscious and seriously injured at the foot of the mountain at more than 10 p.m.

She was judged to have rolled down the mountain.

I was found because I had a call record with her last night and her last message was sent to me before she disappeared.

Jiaqi, I have arrived. Where are you? 】

when I heard this, I immediately argued, "how can I have a call record with her? Are you kidding me? I never get in touch with her, and I haven't been in touch with her for months! "

Although I denied it, the police directly took out Qin Jiameng's call records in the last month.

It shows that she and I talk on the phone every few days.

The police concluded from this frequency that I had a good relationship with her.

"It's fake!" I deny it.

"This is our police call from the telecommunication company. Do you think the telecommunication company makes a fake, or the police make a fake?" The police questioned.

I'm stupid.

After I finished recording my confession, Ji Qingxuan came as soon as I was locked up by the police.

The man went straight into the guard room.

It was getting late and there was no light in the guard room, but I could still feel the horror of men.

"I didn't do it. I don't know how..."

"Shut up"

before I finished, Ji Qingxuan interrupted me. He reached for my collar and pulled me to his side. "Qin Jiaqi, I really underestimated you. Yesterday, Xiao Meng said that she was going to pray on the mountain. I asked her who she was going with, and she said that the opposite side told her to keep a secret!"

"No! She did me harm! I haven't contacted her at all I tried my best to explain to Ji Qingxuan.

But he couldn't listen at all. He just put me on the cold wall and asked me, "Qin Jiaqi, what do you think when you push her down the mountain? She should have held you and asked for help, right

The icy moonlight came through the cracks of the iron windows and shone on the man's face.

I can see his deep eyes full of hate.

My hand protection in his belly, powerless explanation, "I did not touch her, that phone information is false! I never called her! "

In my opinion, a phone message alone can't prove that I am the murderer!

However, Ji Qingxuan would only grasp me more tightly after listening to me, and the smile in his mouth would be colder, "the dandruff extracted from Qin Jiameng's nails is yours after DNA identification! And there were eyewitnesses at that time, proving that you went to the mountain! "

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