Lin Lang looked back at them. The lights in the corridor shone down from her back. She couldn''t see her expression clearly. She could only hear her voice. She said, "I didn''t kill anyone."


    Click, the door closed, Fu Chuan relaxed: "do you think she will agree to give blood to Xiaowen?"


    "I hope she knows herself."


    "Do you think she killed the real Lin Lang?"


    "I''m not God. I don''t have God''s perspective. I don''t know."


    When Lin Lang returned home, the wine in the cupboard was ruined and smashed by her. The house was red, which looked startling and looked like blood on the ground.


    She sat by the window with the only bottle left, poured a little, and took a slow sip.


    "Wenjo, damn it. Wenjo, damn it."


    How could she have been in this situation without wenjo suddenly breaking her already balanced life?


    In the past five years, she worked hard and conscientiously, and finally got her dream movie queen. In the future, she should have a bright future.


    But now, it''s destroyed, everything is destroyed.


    She seems to have seen her future and everything she has will probably collapse.


    She skated on her mobile phone and sent a message out. Her life was ruined. She didn''t want wenjo to be happy. She had to pull a cushion.


    -


    in the Wenjia family, Wenqiao, who finished the final examination, ushered in the winter vacation again. She studied medicine with her brother-in-law every day, and she had plenty of time.


    One day she was reading a fantasy novel, in which a fox fairy coveted a rich lady''s life, so she took the place of the rich lady and lived her life.


    Wenqiao''s eyes suddenly brightened for a moment, and felt that the story was familiar.


    She thought of Lin Lang and what Du Weiyang said. Her cousin''s temperament changed completely, and she never changed back to the gentle and thoughtful cousin before.


    So it''s not personality split. It''s different from he xihuai''s symptoms.


    Should not, now Lin Lang, is not the original Lin Lang.


    Wenjo was shocked by the idea that it was a woman''s intuition, and once it had taken shape in her mind, it would never go away.


    She went to Zhonghuan group in a hurry, found Fu Nanli, and told him her conjecture.


    There was a moment of silence in the room, and wenjo patted his head: "am I thinking too complicated?"


    Fu Nanli was shocked. He asked Fu Chuan to investigate all aspects before he came to such a conclusion. Wenqiao only speculated on his own, which was so accurate.


    Does his Joel have the potential to be a detective?


    He took her by the hand and sat her on his lap.


    "How did you think of it?"


    Wenqiao said his reasoning again, and Fu Nanli raised his eyebrow: "it''s smart."


    "So my reasoning is right?"


    "Yes."


    "Call the police then."


    Fu Nanli stretched out his hand and pressed his brow: "to avoid extra troubles, wait for her to give you blood before calling the police."


    Wenqiao: do you think she killed Lin Lang? Then she was really cruel. She killed others and replaced others'' lives. No one knew that for five years. "


    To what extent does it have to be careful?


    "She said she didn''t kill Lin Lang


    Wenqiao whispered: "how can a murderer say he killed himself? But the real body of Lin Lang can''t be found. Even if we call the police, can''t we do anything about her? "