I just broke up with my boyfriend and then I transmigrated into the world of "The Lost Tomb&quo

Xie Yuhua decided to ask the child how much he knew about the matter first. After all, he couldn't pin the blame on the child just because of a phone call from the police. The police hadn't said anything about the psychologist, had they?

He reached out to open the door, but it was locked from the inside. He had no choice but to ask Cheng Yu to open it. When Cheng Yu arrived, his face was covered in notes. Wu Xie and Fatty also had a lot of notes on their faces, but Xiao Ge's face was clean.

Cheng Yu quickly took the key and opened the door. The group pushed the door open and saw Ling Xiao sitting naked in front of the dressing table mirror, combing his hair.

His hair was scattered on both sides and covered his entire back, and his legs were crossed, making it impossible to see his appearance clearly.

Wu Xie was startled. Ling Xiao's current appearance was exactly the same as the Forbidden Woman he had seen before... He turned his head and saw Cheng Yu's face covered with paper strips, which made him take two steps back in fright.

Jieyuhua quickly pulled a sheet from the bed and draped it over the child. The movement was quite large, but Lingxiao was still in a daze.

After a long while, Ling Xiao turned his head very slowly and said with a strange smile, "Scared, weren't you!"

Wu Xie then realized they had been tricked and angrily said, "What do you mean you were scared? You almost scared me to death! This joke wasn't funny at all. Do you know how scared I was?!"

Who would be so kind as to stay up all night, combing their hair naked in front of the mirror?

The room was unusually quiet. Apart from Wu Xie speaking, no one else spoke. Xie Yuhua stared at the mirror, seemingly deep in thought. Xiao Ge's face was also unusually pale. Even Hei Xiazi was unusually quiet and didn't make any jokes. Fatty seemed very hesitant, while Cheng Yu stood there motionless like a zombie with a talisman stuck to him.

Ling Xiao looked at Xie Yuhua holding a cell phone, while the blanket that should have been Xie Yuhua's was being held by Hei Xiazi. He raised an eyebrow and asked, "Is it a call from the police station, or is it Hua Ye's intelligence?"

"Police station." Ling Xiao looked at Xie Yuhua's lips in the mirror, then smoothed his eyebrows and said, "What? You're not going to confess, are you?"

Xie Yuhua sighed. Before he even spoke, the child knew it was the police station. It seemed the child had really done something...

"No, they just called to ask us to give a statement. It sounds like the case is still under investigation and there shouldn't be any evidence yet. Just tell the police you don't know anything..."

"Of course there's no evidence. All the medical records from the past ten days have been destroyed. The only security camera in the entire mental health hospital is at the main entrance. The doctor you found for me is definitely not bad. In ten days, even a slightly well-known doctor would have seen dozens of patients. Even if he's the director, he would still have to see one or two..."

Okay, I'm not teasing you anymore. Look at your face. Don't worry, this really has nothing to do with me. I'll just destroy the medical records completely, find a few people to spread rumors, vaguely saying things like there's no evidence, and say a few bad things. The enemies will naturally come knocking. Famous people naturally have no shortage of enemies, and there are always some who don't think things through. One day is a bit short, but no one can guarantee that some people aren't prepared at any moment.

Perhaps, he was killed by more than one person? Ling Xiao looked at Xie Yuhua through the mirror.

"This is ultimately my fault. Put on your clothes and come with me to the police station to give a statement." Xie Yuhua found a few pieces of children's clothes and then threw them into his arms. His feelings were extremely complicated. If he hadn't insisted on taking the child to see a psychologist, a life wouldn't have been lost in vain.

"What do you want me to say? That I orchestrated all of this? Or..."