Meng Yanqing nodded slightly.

Seeing that the small notebook that Chen Mu carried with him was full of words, he couldn't help but ask curiously:

"Does Mu Xianger's case have a clue?"

Because her son is a constable, she also knows something about the Mu Xianger case.

When I learned that Mu Xianger was killed because of her uncle, I was shocked for a long time, but I didn't expect that there would be such a beast in the world.

At the same time, I admire Chen Mu's case handling ability to be extremely aware of him.

"I have a clue. Mu Xianger's family did die because of his killing." Chen Mu took a deep breath, and a bitterness appeared on the corner of his lips.

"Who has the wrongdoing?"

Meng Yanqing asked.

Chen Mu did not answer, but stared at the woman's charming face and asked, "Who do you think is the most pitiful?"

Meng Yanqing was stunned, thought for a while and said:

"Of course it's Mu Xiang'er. She should have a bright future, but Xiang Yu died because of her uncle. Now her family has been killed, and there is not even a person to worship her in the future."

"Yes, she is indeed pitiful, she is really... very pitiful."

Chen Mu sighed.

Meng Yanqing raised his eyebrows and felt that there was something in the other person's words.

Chen Mu picked up the stack of transcripts and said lightly:

"Mu Dahe and his son are gangsters. They usually steal around the county town or go to the gambling house to mess around. But...

On the first day of June, the two men did not appear in the town.

No one has seen them in gambling houses, docks, poor streets, etc., including the second and third days of June.

So from this point, we can conclude that the father and son did not die in the fire on the fourth day of June, but died on the first day of June!

Or maybe they had lost their personal freedom at that time.

I tend to the latter!”

Meng Yanqing widened her eyes: "I died on the first day of June? Where is Mu Xianger's mother? Did she also die on the first day of June?"

"No, she might have died one day early."

Chen Mu said.

Meng Yanqing was a little confused when he heard this.

Suddenly she remembered something and looked at the other person: "No, if they died on the first day of June, what about Mu Xiang'er? She left home on the second day of June."

"Don't you understand yet?"

Chen Mu turned the charcoal pen, and the smile on his lips was bitter.

"What do you understand?"

Meng Yanqing looked confused.

Gradually, a cold feeling crawled up along her back, and her face changed from rosy to pale.

"you mean……"

"That's right!"
Chapter completed!