Xiao Hong was introduced by Dazhen Martial Arts School, and so was Xiao Lei.
Long Qian put the letters of introduction from the three people together. The signatures were exactly the same and the handwriting was the same.
But Xiao Hong still acted like she didn't know the deceased at all tonight. What's going on?
"Knock knock..." Suddenly, someone knocked on the door of the wooden house.
Feiyun, who had been standing not far away, looked at the two people inside, turned around, and opened the door.
A tall figure stood outside the door. He glanced inside, composed himself, and walked in.
Feiyun could not feel the murderous intention of the visitor and did not stop him.
"Xiao Lei, what are you doing here?" Yuan Feijing looked at Xiao Lei with a bit of hostility.
"Deputy Yuan." Xiao Lei cupped his hands towards Yuan Feijing and his eyes fell on Long Qian.
"Speak directly if you have anything to say, just pretend I don't exist." Long Qian pursed her lips and looked directly into his eyes.
Xiao Lei nodded and looked at Yuan Feijing: "Deputy Yuan, I know Mu Youlin."
Mu Youlin, the deceased today.
"Keep talking." Yuan Feijing was not surprised at all by his words.
"Yeah." Xiao Lei nodded again, "Actually, we don't know each other, we have worked together before."
"He and I were once entrusted by Dazhen Martial Arts School to send escorts to someone."
"He died unexpectedly today. I want to know what happened?"
"So you are not from Dazhen Martial Arts School?" Long Qian lowered his head and looked at the letter on the table.
Xiao Lei followed her gaze downwards and shook his head: "I'm not. I don't know if he is."
Soon, his eyes darkened.
"The cause of Mu Youlin's death is suspicious? Do you suspect that I, who was also introduced by Dazhen Martial Arts School, mean this?"
He finally understood why, as soon as he entered the door, Deputy Yuan and Xiao Qian looked at him differently than usual.
Xiao Lei looked away from Long Qian and looked at Yuan Feijing.
"If that's the case, you can lock me up and I won't resist."
It's definitely a big deal if someone dies for no reason at King Ling's base.
Xiao Lei originally came here to understand the situation. After all, they had met each other, but he didn't expect that this was what happened.
"If you can cooperate, I won't be polite." Yuan Feijing waved to Xiao Lei.
Xiao Lei didn't have any objection and walked towards her.
Long Qian didn't understand the meaning of being rude at first, but he didn't expect it to be like this.
Xiao Lei took the shackles from Yuan Feijing, sat on a chair and cuffed himself, raised his palms, and threw the key to Yuan Feijing.
"Here you come, handcuffs." He raised his hands in front of his chest, his expression not displeased at all.
Instead, after Yuan Feijing handcuffed him, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Now, can you tell me what's going on?"
"Mu Youlin is a meticulous worker. Someone saw him meeting the man in black tonight and discussing with him the attack on the base." Yuan Feijing sat down not far away.
Long Qian didn't see her, but subconsciously she still wanted to protect Princess Ling.
"Is he a craftsman?" Xiao Lei frowned and knelt down with his legs bent.
"Vice Captain Yuan, please believe that Xiaohong and I will never do anything to disgrace King Ling."
"The matter has not been investigated clearly, and it is too early to say anything now." Yuan Feijing looked down at him, her eyes downcast.
"Think carefully, what else do you know?"
Long Qian, who was still browsing the information, suddenly paused.
She pinched the letter that felt familiar, and her eyes unconsciously fell on Xiao Lei.
Xiao Lei seemed to have thought of something and stood up suddenly: "I remember that one of the people who escorted us with us came to the base."
