V2.Chapter 205

In the underground interrogation room, Wang Fan leans on the back of his chair and drinks mineral water. After drinking three bottles of mineral water in succession, he slightly feels that his body is conscious.

There were more than a dozen cigarette ends on the ground, which Wang Fan smoked one by one after he was released from the interrogation chair.

"Zhi"

The heavy iron door of the interrogation room was pushed open. Wang Fan, holding a mineral water bottle in his hand, looked towards the door.

The expressionless Wang Yue stood at the door, fanned the smoke in front of his face with his hand, and said to Wang Fan sitting on the chair: "are you not afraid to choke yourself?"

"Not bad." Wang Fan grinned at her and said happily.

An hour ago, when Wang Yue opened the handcuffs from Wang Fan's hands, the first thing she gave him was cigarettes.

When they were in the police academy, Wang Fan would always smoke secretly in violation of the regulations, and every time they were investigated by teachers or pickets, it was Wang Yue who secretly helped him hide his cigarettes.

About quitting smoking, Wang Yue didn't give Wang Fan less lessons, and even threatened Wang Fan. If Wang fan can't quit smoking when she graduated, she won't go to a police station with Wang Fan to let Wang Fan taste the taste of long-distance love.

However, Wang Fan did not give up smoking, and they did not work in a police station.

Walking to Wang Fan, Wang Yue reaches out her hand and touches Wang Fan's forehead. The cold feeling makes her eyebrows slightly wrinkle.

"Don't worry, it's nothing. I'm strong!" Looking at Wang Yue's frown, Wang Fan said with a smile.

"Don't be brave in front of me, I don't know you!" Wang Yue stares at Wang Fan, who is very weak, and takes back her hand on his head.

"Cousin, can I go now? Have you caught the man who framed me? " Wang Fan put out the cigarette in his hand and looked at Wang Yue with a smile.

"I'm not responsible for your murder." Wang Yue shook her head and answered.

"Ha ha, it's OK. I'm not afraid of the shadow. I'm confident. I'm very confident in the police of H city." Wang Fan said confidently, but a little more worried in his eyes.

Hearing what Wang Fan said, Wang Yue looked into his eyes and asked, "are you working for the police?"

Wang Yue's words made Wang Fan feel tight in his heart. The half cigarette that had been extinguished in his hand was crushed by his subconscious pinch.

Seeing that the cigarette in Wang Fan's hand was crushed, Wang Yue's eyebrows tightened more tightly. She bent down to get close to Wang Fan's face, looked into his eyes and asked, "you're making an informant for Han Chen, aren't you?"

"Why do you say that?" Wang Fan asked, pretending to be relaxed.

"Yes? Or not? " The tone of Wang Yue's speech was very cold, and she didn't want to explain at all.

Seeing the seriousness on Wang Yue's face, Wang Fan suddenly chuckled. He stretched out his hand and rubbed his short hair hard, but he was guessing the intention of Wang Yue's questioning.

Informant?

Undercover?

Working for Han Chen?

Working for the H city police?

These questions are all one answer, but Wang fan doesn't know how to say it, let alone whether to tell Wang Yue.

Wang Fan's struggle and hesitation didn't escape Wang Yue's eyes at all. Her fists were clenched more tightly, and there was a tingling feeling in her heart.

"I knew you wouldn't let yourself go." Wang Yue reaches out her hand again and grabs Wang Fan's hand.

Wang Fan, who lowers his head, feels the shaking from Wang Yue's hand. He slowly raises his head and looks into Wang Yue's eyes.

Wang Yue's eyes flashed wave after wave of light, which made Wang Fan ready to answer, and he quietly put it back in his stomach.

He didn't want this woman to worry about him, and he didn't want her to feel sorry for himself. He just wanted someone to take his place in her heart and complete the mission that should have been completed by him.

How many times in the dream of the scene, really happened in front of his eyes, Wang Fan did not dare to touch the feelings, more dare not and Wang Yue's eyes.

The light in her eyes is like the ripples on the lake. With the restlessness and agitation in her heart, she is beating Wang Fan's heart persistently.

"Is it because of me?" Wang Yue asked softly.

Awakened by Wang Yue's voice, Wang Fan's eyebrows drooped in an instant. With a long breath, he reached out and pushed Wang Yue away, holding his hand.

Wang Yue was surprised by Wang Fan's action. She looked at Wang Fan in front of her and asked in a trembling voice, "what do you mean?"

"Han Chen has been working for me, I want to be a big man, he wants to help me, the condition is that I help him pursue you!" Wang Fan raised his head and said to Wang Yue seriously.

"Wang Fan?" The light in Wang Yue's eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by a cold light, like a sharp knife shot at Wang Fan who looked at her.

"I'm sorry, I've been a gangster for too long. I really don't want to live like this again! I also want to see the scenery, I want to... "

"Pa"

Wang Fan's words did not finish, angry Wang Yue has waved his arm, in his face heavily hit a slap in the face.

Wang Fan, who was already a little weak, almost slipped off the chair because of Wang Yue's slap. He rubbed his hot face with his hand, tried to put his body back on the chair, and looked at Wang Yue standing in front of him with a smile.

"Wang Yue, I'm sorry. I shouldn't let Han Chen do things for me under your banner. I..."

"I didn't hit you for that!" Wang Yue interrupted Wang Fan with a cold face.

Hearing Wang Yue's words, Wang Fan was stunned at first, and then said to her, "you're not angry because of this. OK, I'll thank you again and again when I sit in the position of the gangster in H city!"

"Believe it or not, I'll give you another slap in the face?" Wang Yue, who is biting her teeth, stares at Wang Fan and asks fiercely.

Not daring to look at Wang Yue, Wang Fan lowered his head and reached out to take out a cigarette box from his pocket.

"Don't smoke!" Wang Yue pulled Wang Fan's hand out of his pocket and yelled at him.

The cigarette case and lighter in his pocket were taken out by Wang Fan's hand, fell on the edge of the interrogation chair, and then fell under his feet.

He scratched the short hair on his head with his hand. Wang Fan bent down without expression and reached out to pick up the cigarette box from his feet.

"Pa"

Black high-heeled shoes, heavily stepped on the cigarette box, Wang Yue coldly looked at Wang Fan who raised his head.

"Well, I won't smoke!" Wang Fan sat up straight with a bitter smile and said to Wang Yue pitifully.

"I'll give you a chance to go back to the past. Don't let me down!" Wang Yue stares at Wang Fan's eyes and says to him word by word.

"Ha ha! Ha ha

Rubbing his hair hard, Wang Fan tried to hide his inner pain with laughter. He didn't want Wang Yue to see or feel his guilt and helplessness for her.

"Have you ever heard of the high table club?" Wang Yue asked in a low voice.