After the Female Supporting Character Who Lost Favor Logged off, Her Ten Older Brothers Went Crazy

No matter who hurt the third brother and for what purpose, in the end it was all for her. After thinking for a moment, Murong Qiao sent a message to Jiang Chi, asking him to help her check something.

Murong Chuan, who had not yet worn off the effects of the anesthetic, was sleeping inside with his eyes closed. Murong Qiao stared at him for a long time before finally looking away, pulling Huo Yichen to leave.

The two walked through the hospital's sterile-smelling corridor, then went out to the sunny garden outside.

The old people sat comfortably playing chess or chatting next to them, while a few children ran around very lively.

This was a scene that would make people feel happy and happy, but now Murong Qiao didn't have the slightest intention to appreciate it.

She took a deep breath and spoke slowly. "Before you came, I was really afraid for a moment that Third Brother would..."

Murong Qiao didn't say the next words, maybe because she thought it was too cruel, or because it aroused her fear of death.

"It's okay. He's resting well inside now." Huo Yichen touched her long, silky hair and comforted her softly.

But what if Huo Yichen didn't arrive?

Murong Qiao was thinking about such a question in her mind, and after thinking about it for a long time, she still couldn't get the answer.

A slightly bitter smile suddenly appeared on Murong Qiao's cold face, as if some emotion was emerging from his heart.

"I'm going to the police station, what about you?" She looked up at Huo Yichen.

The sooner this matter was settled, the better Murong Qiao felt.

Huo Yichen didn't speak, but just shook the car key in his hand to make a gesture.

At around two o'clock in the afternoon, even the guard at the police station door was a little sleepy. A black car slowly stopped at the police station door, and then a pair of very eye-catching men and women got out.

Murong Qiao explained the situation to the people at the door, and also contacted the female police officer who had taken notes for her to testify, so they successfully got the opportunity to enter the police station.

"You came just in time, we were planning to contact you." The person who received her was still the female police officer who took the notes.

Perhaps it was because the two were already familiar with each other, which made Murong Qiao relax a lot.

They casually came to a reception room, and then the female police officer turned around and went out. After a few minutes, she took the information, then came in and put it in front of Murong Qiao.

"This is the information we have temporarily investigated. You can take a look at it first." The female police officer pointed to the information and explained. "We have found out this person's identity and name, but since we brought him back from the mall, he has been sitting in the interrogation room without saying a word and saying nothing."

After the man was brought to the chair in the interrogation room like a piece of wood, he seemed to be integrated with the chair, like a silent sculpture. He sat there and allowed the police to exert pressure, say anything, or threaten him. Threatened and completely unwavering in silence.

If everyone hadn't been able to see him breathing and turning his eyes, they might have thought he was a dead person.

Murong Qiao looked at Huo Yichen who was sitting next to him, then reached out and opened the information that the female police officer put in front of him.

The information was surprisingly thin and simple, with only one piece of A4 paper, and more than half of it was blank.

His name is Li Yao, he is twenty-eight years old and lives in a single apartment.

Apart from that, there is nothing.

Murong Qiao raised and frowned, then turned his gaze from the almost blank paper to the female policeman next to him.

The look in his eyes was silent and filled with unspeakable doubts, as if he was telling people that you have been investigating for so long and this is the only result.

The policewoman seemed to know that the results they produced were really unsatisfactory, so she coughed sheepishly and took the initiative to explain.

"This man has never had any social contacts or friends. We went to his house and asked people around him, and they said that no one knew him. He is always elusive and no one knows what he does."

The police station has its own set of procedures for investigation, so after they visited the man's surroundings and neighbors, they got unsatisfactory results.

Forget it, it's better than nothing.

Murong Qiao directly took a photo of this information and sent it to Jiang Chi, hoping that it would have some effect.

But she didn't expect that the police station's investigation alone would produce results and make the matter come to light.

Murong Qiao put the information aside, then looked at it and made his request to the policewoman.

"Can we please take a look at the surveillance of the mall at that time?" His purpose was clear.

If there are many things in shopping malls, surveillance is definitely one of them. In order to prevent various disputes and cases, there are a lot of surveillances, which are set up in every corner that no one knows about.

At least from the surveillance, we can tell when the other party started following us, or maybe we can get more effective information.

"We have already copied it and put it next door. Come with me." Seeing Murong Qiao say this, the female police officer got up and walked ahead to lead the way.

When they arrived at the scene after the incident, the police obtained communication from the mall and made a complete copy of all the surveillance videos from that day and brought them to the police station for study.

When Murong Qiao and Huo Yichen went there, the surveillance camera was playing at the beginning. The angle of view was always looking at the main entrance of the boiled meat shop, so they could see the flow of people coming and going and everyone's relatively clear faces. .

The surveillance was long and boring, so Murong Qiao simply turned on the double speed to search for the person he wanted.

There were not many people who were dressed in black from head to toe, so Murong Qiao found the other party without any effort and secretly followed him and his third brother into the shop together.

What follows is a scene where he pretends to be a waiter and orders food, then gets attacked and fights, and finally the third brother is carried away.

The surveillance camera recorded everything from the perspective of the door looking into the store.

"Wait a minute." Murong Qiao suddenly said.

She quickly pressed the pause button, and then the screen froze at a certain moment.

Murong Qiao blinked his eyes and moved closer to the screen. When he saw that he could not see clearly, he moved forward for two seconds.

Then a slim and very conspicuous figure mingled among the crowd, and Murong Qiao recognized this person's identity just by looking at him.

"...Jiang Weiyang?"

She whispered the other person's name.

On the screen was a scene of Murong Chuan, covered in injuries, being carried out on a stretcher.

The position of the stretcher was right at the door, and the onlookers made way for passage. It was precisely because of this that Murong Qiao suddenly caught such a familiar figure and could identify the other person's identity.

Huo Yichen and Murong Qiao watched together. When he saw Jiang Weiyang appearing at the scene, he also frowned a little.

The female police officer stood aside to see this reaction, and then looked at the screen again, keenly aware of it.

"Do you know anyone?" she asked.

It looked like there was something going on, and seeing the reactions of the two people, the female police officer immediately cheered up.

If someone can appear at the scene and watch without helping, just remove the relationship as a friend. Moreover, they are acquaintances, so it is difficult not to think too much.

Murong Qiao remained silent, his eyes fixed on the screen, which was obviously Jiang Weiyang's back.

Is it a coincidence that she appears here...?