The young man standing in the middle acted extremely calm, but did not act like the two old men, and instead asked Ye Feibai: "What crime did we commit?"

Before Ye Feibai could speak, Old He spoke first: "I arrest you in the name of the suspect in the serial murder case of Fanxing Huang Xilu. You have the right to remain silent, but every word you say will be used as a testimony for the court."

"TVb." Ye Feibai saw that Lao He was leaving the program, so he stopped replacing it, but asked the young man: "Do you have something to say?"

The young man was silent for a moment and replied, "Although I know you won't believe it, I still have to say that you have caught the wrong person and I did not kill anyone."

Old He Zheng was full of energy and did not hear such quibbling. He just tortured the man and dragged him into the car and took him back to the bureau.

But Ye Feibai just wanted to beat him to death, and he really didn't have to do anything to handle the case. He quickly called to stop and told Lao He that he wanted to chat with the man for a while.

Although Lao He was puzzled, he still made Ye Feibai satisfied. The man took Ye Feibai to the room upstairs, and Lao He and the others watched downstairs.

As soon as I entered the door, Ye Feibai was shocked. The ordinary house outside was a unique place in the room. The golden red combination, blankets and furniture all looked extremely luxurious. The most special thing was decorated with countless roses. The furniture and decorations about roses can be seen everywhere in the house. This man is an absolute rose enthusiast.

"You have a special love for so many roses." Ye Feibai was a little surprised.

"If for you, chasing beauty is an alternative hobby, then I think you are very special." The man sat on the purple-red sofa and poured himself a cup of rose tea.

"Ha, indeed, I am an alternative person." Ye Feibai mocked himself: "What's your name?"

"Blue Leaf Rose." The young man was gentle and didn't look angry.

"Blue Leaf Rose? I'm asking for the name." Ye Feibai confirmed it again.

The young man took out his ID card, and the name did say Blue Leaf Rose. Ye Feibai was also a little surprised: "Your dad really knows how to name a person."

The young man shook his head and looked very lonely: "It was not his choice, I asked for it to change myself. He opposed it. A man of such a big age, and a strange name is no different from a heretic in the eyes of people of their age."

"That downstairs?" Ye Feibai continued to ask. Seeing the young man nodding affirmatively, Ye Feibai stopped asking questions, but only got Lan Qing, the old man's name.

"Why do you want to give yourself such a name?" Ye Feibai secretly turned on the radio device because he felt that the next conversation might be at the critical point.

"I have cultivated flowers for more than ten years, and you have also seen them, are those roses beautiful?" The young man took a sip of tea.

"Well, it's very beautiful." Ye Feibai had to admit that this was the most beautiful flower he had ever seen.

"But no matter how beautiful the flowers are, they have come to an end. There is no one to care about what the green leaves below are like." Lan Ye was inexplicably excited, and his hands tightly grabbed the corner of his clothes.

"So you want to cultivate the roses of Blue Leaf?" Ye Feibai had guessed the meaning of the name of Blue Leaf.

"No, this is just a beautiful wish, that's enough." Lan Ye slowly relaxed himself from the tension.

"Okay, I'll only ask a few questions." Ye Feibai constructed his thoughts: "First, do you know He Xin?"

When Lan Ye heard this name, her body suddenly shook and her expression became a little unnatural.

"How? Meet?" Ye Feibai did not ask immediately, and slowly eroded the other party with words.

"Acknowledge it, know." Lan Ye knew that this thing could not be hidden, so he gritted his teeth.

"Why did you kill her?" Ye Feibai suddenly asked, speaking very quickly, and Lan Ye caught him off guard.

However, Lan Ye's reaction made Ye Feibai very confused. He was confused for a moment, and then slowly showed a look of shock: "Why should I kill her?"

This result was obviously not what Ye Feibai wanted, and Ye Feibai returned to his calm attitude: "Then tell me about your rose manor? Why do you use blood to irrigate the roses?"

"This may be the power of faith. Faith makes us understand what a miracle is?" Lan Ye looked at the scars on his arms and body, with a trace of pathological obsession: "This may be the poet's expression."

Ye Feibai felt very disgusting, but he didn't express it, but asked gently: "But you have AIDS, do you know?"

Lanye's hands trembled when she heard this. The soaked roses hit the wall of the cup one after another. Lanye looked restless.

"Do you know who infects you? Of course you know, otherwise how could you kill her? A lonely poet originally wanted to take his poems to the distance and meet a Miss Nightingale who exudes glory, but later Miss Nightingale is indeed a demon. Your distance was interrupted by her, so you were so angry that you killed her." Ye Feibai said quickly and said word by word, hitting Lan Ye's heart.

Lan Ye put the cup back on the table with trembling and said, "You are right, but the wrong thing is that I did not kill her. She did spread AIDS to me, but I am not stupid enough to kill someone for it."

"You deserve it. You raped her, right? That's the price you paid." Ye Feibai stood up and used the height difference to put Lan Ye psychological pressure on him.

"Yes, I deserve it, but I didn't kill anyone. Even if the poet suffers, he will not become a blind executioner." Lan Ye's face was very bad. I guess AIDS was also his lingering shadow.

However, all this seemed to Ye Feibai to resist in vain. This time, Ye Feibai calmed down. As long as he checked the soil in the rose garden and compared the blood DNA of Blue Leaf, everything would come out.

"Then I'll ask another question, Li Li and Xu Jiaying, why did you kill them?" Ye Feibai sat down again and asked calmly.

"Police officer, I think you should pay attention to evidence when doing things rather than relying on imagination to identify the murderer." Lan Ye was also a little angry, as if she had indeed been wronged.

Ye Feibai couldn't help himself, but then he thought about it and continued to ask, which could only strengthen his defense, so he changed the subject: "Where is your mother? Are you divorced?"

Lan Ye didn't understand what the police officer in front of him wanted to ask, but he could only answer angrily: "Run away, leave my dad and me, and run away with others."

"Yeah." Ye Feibai was about to continue asking, but a thick smoke floated in outside the window. Old He hurriedly ran up: "No, that old man burned the rose field."

"Fuck, this old man." Ye Feibai looked anxious. Ye Feibai seemed that this old man must know the inside story and was eager to protect his son.

Ye Feibai asked Lao He to stop Lan Ye, and he rushed down to see the fire, but as soon as Ye Feibai left, he did not see the extremely shocked expression on Lan Ye's face.
Chapter completed!