Chapter 1600 Lu Qingxin, Blood Debt Paid in Blood.

The little fat man's mother looked at Lu Qingxin, her brows slightly raised, and there was a cold smile on her lips.

She walked to the camera and stood up, facing the camera, smiling sweetly.

For some people, seeing blood on their hands is a murder.

But for the little fat man's mother, although Lu Qingxin's hands were not stained with the little fat man's blood, she was also the main culprit who caused her son's death.

The small red light in front of the camera lens flickered slightly.

Those flashing red dots looked like the color of fresh blood.

"Next, I will lead everyone to witness a fair trial."

An hour later, Lu Qingxin woke up in a whirl.

She looked at the woman in Chanel in front of her, with fear in her eyes.

Because, after waking up, she realized that her hands were tied to the armrests of the tiger chair.

She couldn't move.

The fingertips of both hands were glowing white.

In an instant, the blood on Lu Qingxin's face completely disappeared instantly.

"You... what do you want to do?"

Lu Qing asked tremblingly.

what do you want to do?

What is your purpose in doing this?

Why are you doing this?

do you know...

There were countless questions in Lu Qingxin's voice. She had faintly felt that something was wrong with this woman before, but she couldn't find the reason why it was wrong...

It wasn't until now that she realized that maybe the woman in front of her was not a reporter from Strawberry Daily at all.

It's a neurosis.

"What do I want to do?"

The little fat man's mother smiled sweetly. She took out a needle tube from her bag, and slowly stabbed the liquid in the needle tube into Lu Qingxin's arm.

"You should have a taste of it, too, like the elephant in the garden."

Elephant garden?

When a person is in a crisis, his thinking reaction is several decibels higher than before.

Lu Qingxin guessed the true identity of the woman in front of her in an instant.

She screamed in fright, "No, that's not the case. The death of the little fat man has nothing to do with me. I didn't kill people, I really didn't kill people..."

Lu Qingxin's voice was sharp and high-pitched.

She hoped that with her voice, other people could be alerted.

"Miss Lu, you don't have to be so loud. Talking loudly is bad for your throat."

The little fat man's mother walked up to Lu Qingxin, and she pointed at the camera lens with her finger.

"Besides, you are really not decent at all. Have you seen this camera? Now, countless netizens are watching your performance through a live broadcast software. Don't let me down .”

"You lunatic!!"

Lu Qingxin screamed, crazy, crazy, really crazy.

Not only was the little fat man's mother not angry, but she smiled slightly.

"You are right, I am indeed the lunatic you call me."

"What do you want?"

Lu Qingxin's voice was very soft and soft.

She thought, if this was really a live broadcast, maybe someone saw that she was trapped and wanted to call the police to rescue her.

"eye for eye."

These four characters are gloomy and gloomy.

Lu Qingxin's appearance at this time, in Gu Yancheng's view, seemed to be an extremely amazing world-class performance.

He took several screenshots and saved them on the computer's hard drive, and then delivered them to Ye Tianxin who was far away in the imperial capital.