Chapter 392 The Slave Game

Twenty-year-old granddaughter...

Mu Zi remembered what Zhuang Jia said, it was not a little girl who handed them water, but a twenty-year-old woman.

But why would she look like an eight or nine-year-old girl?

I can't figure it out, and I don't have time to think about it right now.

"Have you made an appointment with Cheng Jiaren?" Mu Zi asked.

Cheng Jiaren is one of the two surviving female students, the other is still in the hospital for mental rehabilitation.

Qu Mingjun replied: "It's an appointment. The family members of the deceased have been accusing her. She wished for a lawyer to intervene in the investigation. Now that she is working in a coffee shop during the winter vacation, let's meet there."

Mu Zi nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

The two left the law firm and drove to the cafe where Cheng Jiaren worked.

Qu Mingjun was driving, and remembered something on the road, "By the way, the procedure of the last case has been completed. Qin Jun was sentenced to death for intentional homicide, and his execution is estimated to be at the end of the year."

Qin Jun was the criminal who killed the female model Wu Xinhan and planted it on Gu Ershao.

Mu Zi was a little surprised. Nowadays, this society is more and more pursuing human rights. Many countries are abolishing the death penalty one after another. Although the death penalty still exists in Huaya country, it is rarely carried out. No matter how serious the crime is, it is no more than life imprisonment.

After thinking about it again, Tan Jun's case was bad in nature, and he offended the Gu family, so it's not surprising that he was sentenced to death.

"Did you find out his motive for killing?" Mu Zi asked.

When this was mentioned, Qu Mingjun's expression became subtle.

"Do you know the game of master and slave?" he asked.

Mu Zi frowned, and asked in confusion, "You mean...role-playing?"

Qu Mingjun said: "Well, once the contract is concluded, the master can do whatever he wants to the slave. It's a form of... S·M, right? There is such a private club, and Gu Ershao is one of them." Senior member, his slave happens to be Qin Jun's younger brother."

The corner of Mu Zi's mouth twitched, feeling unimaginable, "How in this world... would anyone be willing to be a slave?"

"S and M both enjoy this kind of relationship, especially M, once caught in it, he can't extricate himself, but Gu Ershao has a flirtatious nature, and after playing for a while, he gets bored. He has a new girlfriend who is Wu Xinhan." Qu Ming Jun said, "Tan Jun's younger brother loved his master deeply, and couldn't accept being abandoned. He ran to find Second Young Master Gu, but was ridiculed by Wu Xinhan, and hanged himself after returning home."

Qu Mingjun sighed, and said, "The leather rope used to hang himself is the prop he used to play SM with Gu Ershao before. Qin Jun wanted to take revenge on Gu Ershao and Wu Xinhan, so he planned all this."

Gu Ershao who abandoned his younger brother was certainly wrong, but Wu Xinhan's insult was even more hateful. The seemingly harmless sarcasm was the last straw that broke the camel's back.

There was a long silence in the car.

Both Qu Mingjun and Mu Zi remained silent and did not speak any more.

Half an hour later, they came to the coffee shop where Cheng Jiaren worked.

Cheng Jiaren had seen Qu Mingjun on the news, so when she saw the two walking into the coffee shop, she recognized them with joy on her face.

Cheng Jiaren went to speak nicely to the owner of the coffee shop, saying that her friend had come, and it happened that there were no customers at the moment, so the boss let her go to entertain friends.

"Hello, Lawyer Qu!" She walked over quickly, brushing her hair from her temples behind her ears, her posture was very moving.

"Are you... Cheng Jiaren?" Qu Mingjun shook hands with her, "Hello, hello, thank you very much for taking the time to help us understand the case."

Qu Mingjun introduced to Cheng Jiaren: "This is Mu Zi, my assistant, she will ask you some questions, don't be nervous, answer what you know, the more details the better."