The police had no definite evidence, so Mo Nanjue took out his cell phone, pressed the play button and spread it open in his palm.

It's a video where Tong Minghai just spoke.

...

"I killed your doctor friend..."

"Yes, I pushed him downstairs..."

...

"You..." Tong Minghai widened his eyes, but he didn't expect Mo Nanjue to use this trick, "You are obviously forcing a confession!"

Mo Nanjue looked cold and handed his cell phone to the police.

The policeman looked at him, confirmed it and raised his hand, "Catch him up!"

"Not me! It's really not me!" Tong Minghai was so scared that he retreated backward. He had just treated his legs. How could he be caught like this? "You guys got it wrong, he wanted to harm me!"

Several policemen rushed up and pulled Su Lan away, "Please cooperate with our investigation!"

"No!" Tong Minghai struggled violently, "Let me go!" He turned his head, "Xiao Ran! I am your father! Go and tell him quickly, this has nothing to do with me!"

Tong Minghai looked at Luo Xiao. Seeing this, Luo Xiao stood up and frowned. He didn't expect that Mo Nanjue would call the police.

Didn’t he give in to Tong Ran everywhere? Why this time...

Tong Ran stood at the entrance of the stairs, and when he heard the shouting, he felt a pain like a knife cut. When he looked up at Mo Nanjue, he didn't look at her.

Tong Ran walked down step by step, Tong Minghai looked at her pale side face, "Xiao Ran, I am my biological father, how can you be so cruel? I am your father!"

dad……

Tong Ran bit her lower lip, and at this moment she finally knew what a cliff was to go further. She took a step back and hell. At this step, she knew that no matter how she walked, she would regret it.

She encountered another thing she could not solve.

She couldn't let go of Mo Nanjue, she loved him, but could she let go of her parents?

No matter how bad it is, it is her parents. Tong Ran cannot be as cruel and ruthless as Luo Xiao.

But, what can I do?

There were noisy figures around, and Tong Minghai was still struggling. After the police handcuffed him, they began to investigate the crime scene. Su Lan cried and shouted, but was temporarily controlled by the police.

Luo Xiao stood by the side, his eyes were always frozen on Tong Ran.

Tong Ran walked to Mo Nanjue and stood there.

The man didn't move for a moment, and he stood alone at the door. The bleak cold wind blew, and Tong Ran shrank down his shoulders, feeling the coldness was biting.

Mo Nanjue took off the bloody suit jacket and put it on her shoulders.

Tong Ran felt warm in her heart, and she looked up hopefully, "Mo Nanjue, this time it was my dad who was wrong, I..."

"No," Mo Nanjue's eyes fell on her little face, "It's my fault."

Tong Ran choked in his throat, trying to find out even a little emotion from his eyes, but nothing was there.

It was so cold that it was trembling.

Mo Nanjue raised his delicate chin slightly. He was also a dying person anyway, so why should he continue to get entangled with her?

Luo Xiao said nothing wrong. He said, Mo Nanjue, I think you are not far from death.

It was indeed not far away, Mo Nanjue narrowed his eyes. He thought, how long is it not far away? Ten days, twenty days, one month, two months?

Maybe, in short, it's not far away.

A relationship he loved deeply into his bones, like a hidden poison penetrated little by little until his limbs could not move.

Everything in the past is vivid in my mind, and a smile appeared on the corner of Mo Nanjue's mouth, at least, he had it before.
Chapter completed!