Chapter 1117 Are You Sure

"She did all these things in the past just to mislead us and divert attention?" Mu Zi asked him, "Did Mu Zening send her here?"

"It's not necessarily misleading." Murong Cheng thought for a while and said, "Maybe the person she wants to kill is always the two of us."

But... If you want to take Mu Zi's life, you must get rid of Murong Cheng first, otherwise, with Murong Cheng protecting him, there is no way to do it.

Therefore, no matter who he wants to kill, the first target is Murong Cheng!

"She looks exactly like you, and she came here at night again. The bodyguards at home thought it was you who came back, so they didn't stop her. When I saw her, I was also taken aback." Murong Cheng said.

Mu Zi felt chills in her heart when she heard it.

"How did you recognize it?" she asked.

Murong Cheng laughed lowly and patted her head, "Did you forget? I installed a camera at the hotel to watch you fall asleep, and you showed up at home in a blink of an eye. Of course I would feel strange."

Mu Zi lowered her head and hugged him even harder.

In the past, she was always disgusted, but at this moment she was suddenly glad that Murong had accepted these trivial bad tastes, if not, she would have been taken advantage of, and now she would end up in the same fate as Zhai Nan.

Mu Zi was indescribably afraid!

She didn't dare to imagine the consequences, what would losing Murong Cheng mean to her?

Murong Cheng said: "She was so fast that she didn't look like a human being. She ran away immediately when she missed a hit. She was very decisive. There were only three or four bodyguards left at home, and none of them were her opponents. Later, I shot her in the head. That's the end."

After finishing speaking, he lowered his head and kissed the top of Mu Zi's hair, "Okay, now sleep peacefully...with me here."

Mu Zi raised her head, rubbed against his lips and muttered: "Kiss me again."

Murong Cheng smiled: "You little goblin..."

Bowing his head and kissing, his lips and teeth leaning together... Murong Cheng understood her anxiety, so he kissed her very deeply, lips to lips, tongue to tongue, the sweet and greasy suffocation made people dizzy.

After it was over, Mu Zijiao was out of breath.

Murong Cheng sucked her lips hard, the soft and tender taste was unstoppable, he said hoarsely, "Can you sleep now?"

Don't sleep anymore, I will simply sleep with sex tonight.

Mu Zi was so dazed by the kiss, she didn't respond, curled up in Murong Cheng's arms and quickly fell asleep.

Murong Cheng heard the slow and long breathing of the person in his arms, and closed his eyes himself.

...

At nine o'clock the next morning, the Jingling City Police Department's public press conference was broadcast on the news, saying that the Black Rose case had been officially solved, the prisoner had been shot dead last night, and the person who received the rose had gone home by himself this morning.

As for the identity of the prisoner, he did not make a clear statement, only responding that it was a young woman about 20 years old, and the cause of the murder is still under investigation.

In any case, the murderer was dead, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The morning sun was not too strong, Murong Cheng accompanied Mu Zi for a walk by the lake, it was cool and pleasant under the shade of trees, occasionally the wind blew across the lake, the air was fresh and moist.

There is the sound of cars approaching in the distance.

For the sake of safety and quietness, Murong Cheng bought all the nearby villas at high prices, so they had no neighbors, and if a car drove over, it must be looking for them.

From a distance, it was a police car.

"It should be Police Officer He. He came to find out what happened last night." Murong Cheng said, "I'll go and entertain them. You can stay here."

After things are over, there are always some tedious finishing touches.

Mu Zi nodded, and continued to walk slowly along the lake, several bodyguards followed her side by step.

Over there, the police car had already stopped in front of the courtyard, and Murong Cheng brought the police officer to the living room.

The police officer who came had a dignified look, and he hesitated to ask: "Mr. Mu, may I ask... are you sure you hit the prisoner in the head?"

Murong Cheng raised his eyebrows slightly, "Why do you ask that?"