It can only be said that Mao Xiaohua's performance gap was too big. It is reasonable for the flat-headed police to have such a reaction. It was obvious that Mao Xiaohua was still submissive when facing the police, nervously unable to even say a complete sentence.

Although I gradually adapted and talked more and more, this was the first time I showed such a tough attitude.

After realizing that his attitude just now was a bit inappropriate, Mao Xiaohua immediately apologized to the flat-headed policeman.

"I didn't mean that. I just wanted to say that this matter had nothing to do with Yan Feiyang." Mao Xiaohua's voice became smaller and smaller, and the last few words were almost lost.

The flat-headed policeman paused and asked again: "Why are you so sure?"

"Because, because..." Mao Xiaohua calmed down his nervousness and continued: "Because Brother Yan was not in the dormitory all day and he had not come back when we went back, so it was impossible for him to have something to do with this."

After Mao Xiaohua finished speaking in one breath, he seemed to have lost half his life. He couldn't help but admire himself for being able to say so many words in front of the police at once, and refute with confidence.

The flat-headed policeman was also a little surprised. Unexpectedly, the timid Mao Xiaohua would even speak for others, and his attitude was a bit tough.

He seemed to not only admire Yan Feiyang, but also trusted him very much, and even helped Yan Feiyang with an attitude that he had never used to defend himself.

The flat-headed policeman couldn't help but be more curious about Yan Feiyang. Who is so charming?

When Mao Xiaohua saw the policeman opposite him not speaking, he thought his words were not working, so he couldn't help but add: "What I said is true. Besides, he is in poor health and he doesn't have the strength even if he wants to do anything."

Mao Xiaohua thought the police had begun to suspect Yan Feiyang, which made him very anxious. Naturally, he had to do something. Even if he could not help dispel the police's doubts, he could at least testify for Yan Feiyang.

He didn't expect that he had just said something to help Yan Feiyang casually, but it had a new meaning in the police's ears.

The flat-headed policeman frowned and asked as Mao Xiaohua said: "I'm not in good health? How do you say this?"

Mao Xiaohua didn't think much about it. Since the police had asked, he just said it.

"Brother Yan has a cold. It's been a week since he was getting worse and worse. There is no sign of good luck." Mao Xiaohua paused, as if he was afraid that the police would not believe it, and said, "Until this morning when he went out, Cheng Ce and I helped him walk from the dormitory building to the school gate."

"So weak?" the flat-headed policeman asked casually.

Mao Xiaohua didn't doubt him, and nodded after hearing this, "That's right. What I said is true. We asked him to see a doctor first, but he seemed to be in a hurry and wanted to take it over."

When he said this, he seemed to remember Yan Feiyang's weak appearance in the morning, and a worried look appeared on his face.

"Is that?" the flat-headed policeman pondered for a moment and said again: "Then according to you, he really has no time and ability to commit crimes."

Mao Xiaohua nodded vigorously and said, "Brother Yan must be innocent, and all three of us are innocent!"

The flat-headed policeman did not answer Mao Xiaohua's words, but asked again: "Do you know when he will come back?"

Mao Xiaohua shook his head and said that he didn't know, but he immediately followed up and said, "He will definitely come back, he rarely misses classes."

The flat-headed policeman wanted to laugh when he heard this reason, but when he saw Mao Xiaohua's serious look, he pressed down the corner of his raised mouth again.

After coughing twice, the flat-headed policeman said, "Okay, the question is almost done. You can wait here for a while. If there is no big problem, you should be able to leave today."

The last sentence of the flat-headed policeman was to give Mao Xiaohua a reassurance. He didn't need to say such a thing, but if he didn't say it, Mao Xiaohua's personality might collapse.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, the flat-headed policeman said something extra.

Sure enough, Mao Xiaohua breathed a long sigh after hearing the police say the last few words.

If the flat-headed policeman did not say this kindly, he would not be able to ask even if he gave Mao Xiaohua ten courage. It was obviously such a simple question.

He didn't want to cause trouble for himself. But now, the other party told him that he would be able to leave the place soon.

This made Mao Xiaohua very happy. He felt that he had nothing to do with Li Ming's death, and no matter how many times he checked, the same result would be.

So there will be no problem, he will be able to leave soon.

After having hope, Mao Xiaohua felt relieved. He had been sitting in a straight position and finally relaxed his body. It felt much more comfortable to lean on the back of the chair.

After the flat-headed policeman left, Mao Xiaohua boldly stretched.

After having leisure, Mao Xiaohua remembered Cheng Ce. He didn't know where the other party was now, and what questions he was asked again.

Cheng Ce is next to Mao Xiaohua, and he ends up earlier than Mao Xiaohua. After all, he doesn't talk much and is not as good as Mao Xiaohua.

Moreover, Cheng Ce always warned himself in his heart that he would never say anything that shouldn’t be said, and would say whatever the other party asked, actively cooperate, but stop until it’s time.

He and Mao Xiaohua happened to think that Cheng Ce's method was the safest. Without talking much, you would avoid the possibility of being caught in loopholes. Otherwise, if you cannot make up for it or be consistent, it will cause greater trouble.

Cheng Ce’s background is much more complicated than Mao Xiaohua, so the more things he has to worry about, and he cannot say whatever he wants like Mao Xiaohua.

Although Cheng Ce knew that he had nothing to do with Li Ming's death, no matter how long it took, he would be allowed to leave sooner or later. But Cheng Ce was worried about his other identity besides a student.

He is Yan Qi's inner-level response in this school, and his task is to monitor Yan Feiyang's every move. This matter is even more important than his studies.

Once his secret is revealed, he can no longer attend classes in school, let alone his mother's medical expenses.

These are all exchanged in equivalent ways, and Cheng Ce has no way out.

The moment he stepped into the police station, Cheng Ce had already made a decision to withstand the pressure with his own strength and never reveal his other identity.

Cheng Ce was much calmer than Mao Xiaohua. Because of his cooperation, the police who asked the question were also very satisfied and completed the news without any turmoil.

When the police left, Cheng Ce also secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

His body relaxed a little, but there was no obvious change from his appearance. He still sat in his position with a serious look on his face, and even his seating posture did not change. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!