Chatper 611 (1/2)

"Sheng Zhenguo was pushed down by Song Weiyi, and the back of his head hit the threshold, and died on the spot. Everyone saw it. Now Song Weiyi is arrested by the police station as a criminal suspect. If you don't believe me, go to the police station to see her."

Fu Qishan stood up, raised her chin, and said to Pei Yibai with a sneer.

The tension and worry on his face hurt Fu Qishan's eyes.

Why did Song Weiyi have such a good life, let Pei Yibai, a young man of the empire, hang around her?

Fortunately, starting today, Song's only fate will end here.

"Criminal suspect?" Pei Yibai repeated these five words, looking at them coldly.

His eyes were like blades, as if he wanted to execute them to death.

Fu Qishan was naturally scared, she swallowed, and soon regained her senses.

"Naturally."

"Very good!" Pei Yibai laughed back angrily, but in the blink of an eye, Song Weiyi became a criminal suspect.

This assumption, in any case, will not hold.

No wonder he believed their nonsense.

"You'd better pray, you didn't do anything about this matter, otherwise..." The brothers and sisters of the Fu family were so unprepared that when Pei Yibai's footsteps flew by like lightning, and they grabbed Fu Qishan's neck, they were completely Did not turn around.

Pei Yibai's hands were big, and he easily grabbed Fu Qishan's slender neck.

His strength was even stronger, Fu Qishan was out of breath immediately, remembering the last time, she did the same thing, and was almost pinched to death by Pei Yibai.

Fu Xiuyan's eyes widened, and he slammed his fist at Pei Yibai: "Pei Yibai, are you crazy? Let go of Shanshan!"

He was trembling with anger from Pei Yibai's actions, but in front of him, Pei Yibai dared to be so presumptuous!

Pei Yibai dodged for a while, and Fu Xiuyan's fist was empty, and he waved it in the air.

He sneered, and pushed Fu Qishan away fiercely: "I don't have time to waste with you now, I'd better pray that Song Weiyi is okay, otherwise I will let you all be buried with her."

"It's none of our business if she kills people? Pei Yibai, don't be too arrogant!" Fu Xiuyan was furious and snapped.

He was pissed off by Pei Yibai's actions, so when he yelled these words, it was only instinctively.

"Why don't I just be arrogant? Today, you'd better not forget a single word. If something happens to Song Weiyi, none of you will live."

Pei Yibai didn't have the heart to settle accounts with them at this time, because someone more important than the two of them was still waiting for him at the police station.

Throwing this sentence, he left directly.

The back is icy, getting further and further away until it disappears.

Fu Qishan was pushed to the ground, panting like a dying dog.

At the police station, Song Weiyi was locked up, and not long after, a policeman came to interrogate her.

Song Weiyi's hair was a bit disheveled, and her spirit was extremely tense, and she didn't dare to relax at all.

Sitting opposite was a forty or fifty-year-old police officer with a foul-smelling and fierce face. He looked into Song Weiyi's eyes as if he wanted to kill her.

"Song Weiyi, did you kill Sheng Zhenguo? You drugged him, and then took the opportunity to push him away, intending to take revenge? Is that so?"

Accompanied by his words, the policeman "Peng" slapped the table, stood up with his back bent, and stared at Song Weiyi.

In the small room, there was a loud echo, and his voice was harsh and harsh.