Quick travel strategy: crushing male god 36 styles

Chapter 319 Warm Mr. Lin (48)

Fu Mei did not intend to insult Lin Chaomu, although the truth has not been found out, but from all the signs in the interrogation room, Lin Chaomu is definitely sick.

"Senior can't find out the case, so there's no need to say that about Chaomu."

It was completely different from the loli outfit on her body. After hearing Fu Ming's question on the first day of the junior high school, she leaned against the door frame with a disdainful smile in the corner of her eyes.

Is everyone now hypochondriac?If you can't handle your own case well, you push all the impossible guesses onto others?
Lin Chaomu was wronged too much.

The face that was seen by Chu Chu was slightly red, and Fu Mei's earlobes were a little red. He coughed dryly and remained silent for a long time before opening his mouth.

"I know whether it is true or not, I have to use evidence to speak, but I didn't come here for this today," Fu Mei took out the search warrant from his mouth, spread it out in front of the first day of the junior high school, and shook it off by the way. Twice.

"Is that why you came here?"

After seeing the search warrant, Chuyi didn't panic in the slightest, she turned sideways to make room for Fu Ming to come in.

There was no tension in his calm appearance.

"Except for the kitchen, I haven't touched anything in the villa. Please do as you please, senior."

On the first day of the lunar new year, she took out a glass of orange juice from the refrigerator and poured it into her mouth. Then she came to the sofa again, raised her legs and looked at Fu Ming standing in front of her.

On the coffee table was a ceramic cup of a white rabbit, which still contained the freshly poured orange juice on the first day of the new year, and there was no portion for Fu Yu.

Fu Mei wasn't embarrassed either. His purpose for coming this time was very clear, which was the basement that he hadn't entered last time.

The door lock was turned, and with a 'click', the door to the basement was easily opened.

On the first day of the junior high school, he didn't look back, but just looked at the cup in front of him with nervousness in his eyes.

She has never been to the basement, who knows what will be inside, if there is any evidence, even the Immortal Da Luo will not be able to save Lin Chaomu.

The stairwell leading to the basement was very dark. Fu Mei squinted his eyes and looked at the bottomless basement, then took out his cell phone from his pocket and turned on the flashlight.

The small beam of light from the flashlight could only reach three or two steps under Zhao Liang's feet, and Fu Mei's sneakers stepped on the steps, making muffled sounds.

The surroundings were very quiet, so quiet that he could even hear his breathing clearly, Fu Mei held on to the cold wooden handrail to wake up his muddy head.

Glancing at the time on his phone, Fu Mei, who hadn't thought about the number of steps at all, was surprised. Even if it was a basement, it was a bit too underground. He had been walking for 5 minutes since just now.

Finally, a flat land appeared in front of him, and the surroundings became even darker. The blackness in front of him was like a beast, with its mouth wide open, trying to swallow him alive.

The mobile phone turned with Fu Ming's movements. He wanted to see the surrounding scene, but found that there was no space around him. Except for the two walls and the stairs behind him, only one door was closed.

come here now!
Here are the answers you want to know, come on!

The blackness in front of him was undoubtedly the biggest temptation for Fu Mei, he didn't see the black switch on the wall, and let the small light beam hit the ground.

Come on, right here, open the door, you can find everything, open it quickly.

'crunch—'

The unlocked iron door was pushed open, and no dust fell, which shows that people often come here.

Who is the one?Is it Lin Chaomu?

Lifting his foot and crossing the threshold, Fu Mei raised the mobile phone in his hand, the light of the flashlight did not shine directly on the road ahead, but fell on a haggard face.

(End of this chapter)