"How do you tell me to believe you?" Ma Wu stared at Song Bo with both eyes. It seemed like he was saying, 'You kid is the murderer, just confess your guilt.'

"It doesn't matter if you believe me or not. But you have to come up with something useful. For example, do you have direct evidence? For example, the weapon on the scene? For example, whether I left any evidence when I instruct you! For example..."[]

"Don't say anything. If I want to have these, why do I come to you? I came to you to ask if Boss Song has any certainty, it's not your evidence. But obviously, you don't. OK, I hope you won't leave. I'll come to find you." Ma Wu stood up and wanted to leave.

"Ma Banteou wait. I have something to ask." Song Bo stopped Ma Banteou in time.

"What's the matter? I'm very busy and I don't have any extra time. These days, it's hard to do errands in Wannian County."

Song Bo was stunned at the time. Is this the majestic and upright Ma Wu leader he had seen? He actually blatantly wanted to ask for bribes by himself. He was so shameless. Could it be that he looked so much like a fat sheep? Or did this guy pretend to be like everything before?

"I don't know what Ma Bantou knows." Song Bo said, stuffing a piece of gold in his hand into Ma Wu's hand.

"Is this? I don't know much. The main reason is that there is no evidence."

"Well. Actually, I don't want to know any secrets. I just want to know who died last night."

"Ah, the person who died last night. This stumped me. In fact, I don't know who died yesterday. I haven't found out who committed the crime until now. I just know that someone died."

"No, right? Ma Bantu, Ma Constable, are you crazy? Do you say you don't know the basic situation of the dead person and just run away to tell me that this matter has something to do with me? Who are you lying? Return the gold to me." Song Bo stretched out his hand.

"Okay. Let you see it? I'll give you the money. But your request can really satisfy you." Ma Wu asked Song Bo for money before, which was Hongguoguo's fishing. He wanted to speculate whether this matter had anything to do with Song Bo through Song Bo's reaction or question. But Song Bo disappointed him. He didn't say serious things at the beginning, the key was that he knew what the other party wanted to do. After Ma Wu found that his intention was discovered, there was no trace of ink. Instead, he directly returned the gold nugget to Song Bo.

"You can tell now. Who is that guy?"

"That guy is an unknown person. After I looked at the body, I didn't think that this matter had anything to do with the previous two murder cases. However, the knife scar told me that the first murder case and the third murder case were done by the same knife. Only the second murder case is a difficult thing to judge. Because the dead body in the second incident has no head, it seems that the knife scar is different from those two times. I think the second murder case is more like a dagger. But it is difficult to judge."

"I just want to know the situation of the guy who died yesterday. You don't need to say that. I won't give you any situation." Song Bo looked at the other party teasingly. It was obvious that the other party's tentative behavior was noticed by Song Bo.

"You are really merciless. Yes, that guy's face was destroyed. I can't tell who it is."

"You can't see your face? What about other things? For example, age, or anything else?" Song Bo never believed that a policeman didn't know how to pay attention to these things.

"Ah. I should be younger. I feel only twenty years old. Well, I should be twenty years old. And I am definitely a scholar. Because the calluses on the belly of the thumb, index finger, middle finger, finger, finger, finger, and finger are much thicker than ordinary people. I wear white clothes and my face is cut open. It is obvious that I don't want people to know."

"That means that this person is not in any information about your government? I've framed him."

"Who framed you? Anyway, we don't know. Who knows who to look for? Well, I'm really leaving. Boss Song doesn't need to send him off." Ma Wuxiao turned around and left casually. He was afraid that Song Bo would hold him and ask.

'Who will be fine to frame me? Damn it. I'm very low-key.' Song Bo was obviously meditating.


Chapter completed!