The sight that had been frozen in front of me was cut off by one hand. Nuo Yan took back her thoughts and looked at Ling Moqi next to her inexplicably, "What did you say just now?"
Ling Moqi raised his eyebrows lightly and said with a slightly heavy tone, "I'll ask you, why do you kill someone?"
"Do you have to talk about the reason for the murder?" Nuo Yan asked casually.
Ling Moqi nodded resolutely, "Yes, everything has its cause and effect. No matter what a person does, there must be her reason."
Nuoyan bit her lips tightly, "They have been bullying me all the time, why can't I kill them? Why do I have to endure bullying all the time!"
"Because they bullied you, you killed them?" Ling Moqi stared at Nuo Yan's eyes, she wanted to see if she was lying.
Nuoyan just nodded, and then said nothing, and her eyes were still focused on the wall in front of her.
Nuoyan intentionally refused to look at Ling Moqi's eyes, wondering if it was because she was afraid that she would be lying.
Ling Moqi could only continue to try to ask: "Nuoyan, if you are the murderer, then tell me, how did Cai Feiyi die? How did you kill her?"
"Cai Feiyi? She deserves to die!" Nuo Yan sneered and gritted her teeth, "I didn't want to kill her, it was her aggressive and bullying too much! We were originally not a good person, but she always came to find me for trouble.
, bullied me everywhere, I didn't want to be bullied by her again, so I killed her."
"Then how did you kill her?" The murder process is the most important, and it is what Ling Moqi wants to know the most now.
Nuoyan hesitated for a moment before saying, "We had an argument that day. She said that if I don't listen to her in the future, she can kick me out of Shengxin High School at any time. My parents spent so much hard-earned money to get me here.
How could I let her do this? Later, there was a dispute between us. During the pulling process, I accidentally killed her. At that time, I was very scared. I didn't want to be known to me, actually I was the murderer.
I tried my best to forge the illusion of suicide.”
"Why do you need to use a red rope?" The red rope appeared at the scene of the murder three times. Is it a coincidence or a mysterious thing?
"Red rope?" Nuo Yan was slightly stunned for a moment, and then quickly replied: "Because there happened to be a red rope!"
"This pink and purple button was picked up at the Cai Feiyi case site. Do you still remember?" Ling Moqi shook the pink and purple button in the evidence bag in front of Nuo Yan.
"I recognize it, of course," Nuo Yan said in surprise: "No wonder I couldn't find this button after that day. It turned out that I accidentally fell there."
"Where is that dress? What about the clothes with such buttons?" Ling Moqi asked again.
"Do you think I will keep it?" Nuo Yan snorted softly: "It has been burned by me. I don't want to leave any evidence that is not good for me, so it burned."
"Is that true?" Ling Moqi simply placed the evidence bag directly on the table in front of Nuo Yan. "This pink and purple button is very special. Can you tell me about its origin?"
"Course? What is the origin of a small button?" Nuo Yan just glanced at the button in the evidence bag and quickly turned around.
"For example, who gave it to you." Ling Moqi reminded intentionally.
As if someone touched his nerves, Nuo Yan suddenly said nervously: "No one gave me it, it was originally found on my own clothes!"
"It's already there? But I don't think it's similar. This button seems to be a novel button designed by a person who is interested." Ling Moqi frowned slightly, obviously not believing Nuo Yan's words.
"The world is so great that there are all kinds of strange things. Buttons you have never seen may not exist. These buttons are actually very ordinary." After saying this, Nuo Yan quickly turned her head away.
Nuo Yan was too panicked, and Ling Moqi saw her incoherently. Ling Moqi tightly held the button in the evidence bag on the table and couldn't help but say, "There is something that I think is strange."
Why are you so nervous when I mention this button? What are you afraid of? Or what do you want to hide?"