"But when everything settled, I told Xiao Mengqi that I turned around to leave, only to find a black shadow holding an object appearing on the wall, slowly approaching from behind me."

"And this shadow was produced by the moonlight, which just gave me a reference."

"I told Xiao Mengqi that I was frightened at the time. When I turned around, I found Zhao Xiaobin holding bricks and throwing them at me like crazy."

"I managed to dodge the blow, but Zhao Xiaobin didn't give up. He seemed to want to take advantage of the alcohol to get rid of me and get rid of me."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "So I started to fight back, and the two people struggled with each other. As a result, I missed and directly hit the brick on the back of Zhao Xiaobin's head.

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After the words fell, Zhao Junbo looked up at Gu Chen and the others, and said in frustration: "I can only make up such lies to try to calm Xiao Mengqi down and make her believe me."

"So she believed it, right?" Gu Chen asked.

"Yes, she believed it." Zhao Junbo also nodded slightly and proactively admitted:

"Because I have a good relationship with Xiao Mengqi, and my character has been affirmed by Xiao Mengqi."

"So Xiao Mengqi thinks that everything I said is true. After all, I don't look like a murderer."

"Especially when I was wearing a bandage on my head, it was obvious that I was the victim."

"Xiao Mengqi believed it, but she was very scared. After all, a life had already been caused."

"If it is discovered that Zhao Xiaobin was accidentally beaten to death by me, then I will definitely not be able to avoid prison, and it will be difficult for me to gain the trust of my godfather Zhao Changlin."

After saying this, Zhao Junbo was in pain and said in frustration: "I had no choice but to kneel in front of Xiao Mengqi and told her that I had no way out."

"If Xiao Mengqi doesn't want to lose me as a friend, then please don't tell her."

"In the end, Xiao Mengqi relented and agreed. Maybe she didn't know what she was doing at the time? She was shielding a murderer."

"You are really capable. It can be seen that you usually hide very deeply." Lu Weiwei also said angrily after hearing Zhao Junbo explain for herself.

But Zhao Junbo shook his head and said painfully: "I hide it very deeply? I am just a guy who pretends to be a grandson every day."

"In the European Imperial Furniture Factory, I started pretending to be a grandson from an apprenticeship. After so many years of pretending, I finally had my own moment of glory."

"But in the end, another obstacle appeared. It was like when I was adopted. Originally, everything was fine, but fate always couldn't deal with me."

"When I see hope, they always set up obstacles for me, causing my hope to be dashed. This is not the first time, and I don't want to continue like this."

"That's why I made a cruel decision to kill Zhao Xiaobin."

"Only in this way can I take the initiative and no longer be afraid of losing everything I have."

"Only in this way can I sleep well every day and no longer worry about anyone competing with you for favor."

"What about Xiao Mengqi? How did she help you later? How did you know that she was betraying you?" Gu Chen also followed Zhao Junbo's train of thought and continued to ask.

Zhao Junbo was silent for a few seconds, then moved his body and continued:

"Later, Xiao Mengqi actually agreed with my statement, but in fact, I knew clearly at that moment that she might still have some doubts in her heart."

"Of course, in this case, she can only believe what the living people say, because the dead cannot explain it."

"In this way, with the help of Xiao Mengqi, we hid Zhao Xiaobin's body in a secret corner, covered it with objects, and cleaned up traces of the scene."

"Later, Xiao Mengqi asked me what to do? I said I would find a way and she didn't need to worry about this."

"So, you planned the fire, right?" Gu Chen asked.

"Yeah." Zhao Junbo nodded slightly and sighed: "Originally, I didn't want to plan the fire, but for safety reasons, I had to do it."

"Did you kill that homeless artist?" Officer Wang asked.

Zhao Junbo nodded slightly: "Yes, that wandering artist doesn't seem to have a bright mind."

"During the day, he also came to our European Royal Furniture Factory to perform and play the erhu. I gave him some money and asked him some questions."

"At that time, I learned that this wandering artist had some mental problems. Because his family disliked him, he had no choice but to pick up his erhu and perform around for money to make a living."

"That's it, his income is okay, and at least he doesn't have to worry about food and drink, just because he can play the erhu."

"So, after I hid Zhao Xiaobin's body, I asked Xiao Mengqi to go home quickly and clean the dirty clothes. By the way, I also gave her my coat to clean."

"Although the real situation is that I killed Zhao Xiaobin on the spot when he was sleeping with his head covered, but it was inevitable that some corpse things and traces would be stuck on him."

"But I'm in the hospital, and I can't let others know about these things on me."

"So, I gave the coat to Xiao Mengqi and asked her to take it back for cleaning, so that I could explain it to others if they asked."

"What happened next?" Gu Chen asked again after hearing this.

"Later?" Zhao Junbo looked up at the moon in the sky, thought about it for a few seconds, and then said again:

"Later, I took advantage of the darkness and found the address mentioned by the wandering artist during the day. In fact, it was just an industrial ruin, but it was very close to our European furniture factory, which was the sponge factory next door, and across the street.

Standing in an abandoned building.”

"Because our European furniture factory often uses various types of sponges from the sponge factory next door, so we became familiar with the people in the sponge factory after going back and forth."

"I also know the internal situation of the sponge factory quite well, especially the sponge warehouse. In fact, when the warehouse is busy, there are often people picking up goods."

"But at that time, business was in a period of sluggishness, so it was always empty."

"So, in the next few days, after I determined where the homeless artist slept every night, I came to him one night, pretended to invite him to rest in the sponge factory, and dealt with him smoothly."

"You bastard!" After hearing this, Officer Wang couldn't hide his inner anger, and he couldn't hide his anger: "This is also a human life. You have already killed Zhao Xiaobin, and you actually killed a homeless artist you never knew?

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This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Haha." Listening to Officer Wang's roar, Zhao Junbo seemed unusually calm and replied calmly: "Officer Wang, I know, I am with you now

In his eyes, he is just a scumbag and a scoundrel."

"I also admit that I don't want to whitewash myself. As of now, I am just a scumbag and a scoundrel."

After a pause, Zhao Junbo continued: "Since I killed Zhao Xiaobin, I found that in order to cover up the fact that I killed Zhao Xiaobin, I had to use another cruel method to cover up."

"Anyway, that wandering artist is quite old and has some mental problems."

"When I talk to people, my speech is a bit vague and I can't explain clearly. For such an insignificant person, no one should notice if he dies outside."

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Junbo added: "So, I decided to use a grafting method to complete this seemingly reasonable operation."

"Because I firmly believe that dead people cannot speak. Only dead people can shut up."

"As long as all these troubles are solved, I can return to my normal life."

After he finished speaking, when he saw Gu Chen still looking at him with sharp eyes, Zhao Junbo suddenly felt a little scared and quickly changed his direction.

He didn't dare to look directly into Gu Chen's eyes.

Gu Chen said coldly: "What happened next?"

"Later...then?" Zhao Junbo glanced at Gu Chen secretly and said in retrospect: "Later, I killed the wandering artist and hid him in a secret place that is not easy to find."

"Then, I took away the wandering artist's clothes and his erhu, secretly put them on Zhao Xiaobin's body during the night, and then hid him in the warehouse of the sponge factory."

"In this way, I have completed the preliminary preparations."

"You did all this by yourself?" Lu Weiwei felt incredible after hearing this.

But Zhao Junbo nodded firmly, confirmed and said: "Yes, I did this all by myself from beginning to end."

"Xiao Mengqi didn't participate in the later work?" Yuan Shasha asked.

"No." Zhao Junbo shook his head in denial.

He frowned in concern and continued to ask: "So, you later set a fire in the sponge factory warehouse and burned Zhao Xiaobin's body to a charred corpse, right?"

"Yes." Zhao Junbo nodded fiercely and couldn't help but said: "Moreover, in order to prevent the fire from being not big enough, I also got some flammable items on site and stuck them on the sponge."

"In this way, once the fire ignites, it will be difficult to put it out."

"In this way, the fire burned all night, and even the fire brigade that rushed to the scene later was unable to do anything. After all, the fire-fighting measures in this sponge factory were not good or standardized."

"Therefore, the fire broke out and directly burned the sponge factory warehouse to rubble, and also burned down the entire sponge factory."

Looking up at the people around him, Zhao Junbo added: "You must also know what happened next, that is, everyone found the burnt body at the fire scene."

"At that time, Zhao Xiaobin, as I imagined, had been completely burned into a charred corpse."

"Because Zhao Xiaobin and the wandering artist have very similar body shapes, plus the burnt erhu, everyone concluded that he was a wandering artist."

"After all, who would sleep in the sponge factory warehouse at night? Only this homeless artist."

Hearing this, Officer Wang couldn't help but shake his head and sighed: "What a pity, just like this, two lives, two lives were lost by you? You said you..."

At the end of his speech, Officer Wang pointed at Zhao Junbo, wishing he could go up and scratch his ears.

Lu Weiwei also said angrily: "So, in the end, Xiao Mengqi knew all this?"

"Yeah." Zhao Junbo didn't defend himself, just nodded slightly and said, "Xiao Mengqi didn't know the specific situation before."

"But later, she slowly woke up and realized something was wrong."

"She once asked me how to deal with Zhao Xiaobin's body? I told her that everything had been taken care of and asked her to leave it alone."

"Besides, it's best to keep this matter quiet, but Xiao Mengqi always felt that something was wrong, so one day, she followed me secretly, and finally discovered that I had secretly buried the body of the wandering artist in a wasteland."

After saying this, Zhao Junbo couldn't help but shake his head, and said with grief and anger: "I feel that Xiao Mengqi is my nemesis. She will find me every time I handle a corpse."

"The first time I handled Zhao Xiaobin's body, I bumped into her when I went out."

"And the second time, I was disposing of the body of a homeless artist, and she was secretly following me and discovered me."

"So, Xiao Mengqi still didn't call the police?" Hearing this, Gu Chen found it hard to accept this fact.

But Zhao Junbo just nodded slightly and confirmed: "Yes, Xiao Mengqi did not call the police in the end."

"However, she already knew that, in fact, I was using a trick to imitate the situation. Moreover, in order to cover up Zhao Xiaobin's body, I actually murdered a poor wandering artist."

"So from that time on, Xiao Mengqi began to be afraid of me, and she gradually began to realize that in fact, everything I told her that night might be false."

"Explain it to Zhao Xiaobin clearly. In the end, he was attacked by Zhao Xiaobin, and then I counterattacked. Maybe it was all lies made up by me."

"So at that time, Xiao Mengqi was very scared. She was afraid that if she knew the truth, I would kill her and silence her."
To be continued...