Everyone in the house looked at the door, and the visitor was stepping on a pair of muddy buruti shoes that were very inconsistent with his identity.
"Sir, we are on business. Please...".
"Shut up!"
Before the little policeman finished his words, he immediately followed the man who thought he had a big belly and scolded the policeman angrily.
Then he bowed and greeted Fu xishen: "these police officers are new. Don't be surprised. Please come here..."
Fu xishen turned a deaf ear to the director's words, and his dark and deep eyes fell firmly on Zhao Qiqing sitting on the chair.
"Are you hurt?"
Zhao Qiqing knew that Fu xishen was asking her. She shook her head and looked at Fu xishen quietly at the same time. Finally, she confirmed that her clothes were just messy.
Then he put down his heart and answered Fu xishen's words, shaking his head: "no, just caught some rain."
"Where's peace?"
What Anning has done makes Fu xishen deeply think that he is still too soft on her. This time, he will make Anning pay the price he deserves.
Fu xishen's fierce spirit made the people in the room tremble unconsciously, and also made Zhao Qiqing, who was already weak, shrink.
"Fu xishen, calm down first. I'm fine..."
"Yes, Mr. Fu, Miss Zhao is not hurt... #@ $& amp;
Assistant Wei also helped. He knew too well what Fu xishen looked like in his anger.
Even in the police station, it can't be stopped
"I'm asking, where's peace?" Fu xishen said word by word, every word with terrible anger.
Directly let assistant Wei, who still wanted to speak again, keep silent, and Shanshan stood aside.
The director was embarrassed and followed Fu xishen. The invisible pressure almost crushed him& amp; (&
"Mr. Fu, Anning is being treated in the hospital because of serious facial injury. He will be interrogated when the situation is stable."
This can be regarded as losing the face of the police station, but if the object is Fu xishen, it is different.
The director smiled flatteringly and raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead.
If it weren't for this ancestor coming, he wouldn't have come to the police station in the middle of the night in the rain!
However, the director of this house only dares to make complaints about it in his heart. He is very pleased with his face. He moved forward to move a chair. "Laughton, the Fu boat, is better to sit down and rest, and we will deliberate slowly."
"No need." Fu xishen waved his hand and the air pressure around him dissipated.
Then, in full view of the public, he held Zhao Qiqing in his arms.
"Well... Fu xishen, what are you doing? Put me down quickly!"
Zhao Qiqing was suddenly picked up. First, she was shaken by the cold breath on Fu xishen, followed by unbearable shame.
She beat her hands on Fu Xi's deep and cold chest, and her cheeks flushed slightly because of anger. She always looked less pale.
Fu xishen grabbed Zhao Qiqing's hand and said in a low tone, "I'll take you home."
"Oh, that's not good. She's suspected and motivated to kill now. You..." a policeman opened his mouth and stood up with his notebook, a little anxious.
The director was almost angry and patted the policeman on the hand, "shut up!"
Can Fu xishen be provoked by him? He always wants to give the Fu family some face before he really confirms who the murderer is.
Fortunately, Zhao Qiqing is more delicate than Fu xishen, which doesn't make them difficult.
His eyes indicated that Fu xishen had something to say, and then pushed it hard on his chest.
Although Fu xishen's eyes were still dark, he finally obeyed Zhao Qiqing's wishes and gently put the man down.
Zhao Qiqing landed with her feet. In order to maintain her balance, she grabbed Fu xishen's arm.
Then he apologized to the two police officers and the director: "sorry, I can't continue to accept the record now, but I dare to guarantee with my own life and personality that the deaths of those three people have nothing to do with me."
"As for what clues you want me to provide later, you can come to me directly."
This can be said to give the police officers enough face, but also show their attitude.
Now they have nothing to say. After all, Zhao Qiqing can't take notes for a long time in her current state.
A group of people came out of the police station. It was still raining outside, and even the situation was getting worse and worse.
Secretary Wang hurried out with two umbrellas and wanted to hold an umbrella for others.
However, Fu xishen just took a hand, opened it, took Zhao Qiqing's shoulder and stepped into the huge rain curtain.
"I have a raincoat on me..."
Zhao Qiqing's mumbling words were covered up by the rain, leaving Du xiatong, assistant to Secretary Wang Wei, looking at each other and silently following behind.
There was silence in the car. Fu xishen didn't speak all the way, and others didn't dare to speak.
In fact, there's nothing to say. Everyone's body and mind are a little tired.
Because of the heavy rain, there were few vehicles on the road. They arrived at the Fu residence almost half an hour in advance.
Zhao Qiqing was taken off by Fu xishen. Fortunately, although others were cold, they were not impersonal. They didn't let assistant Wei drive back in the heavy rain.
"Elder brother? Zhao Qiqing? What happened to you? Why are you all so embarrassed?"
After playing the last game, Fu Xiaofeng was just ready to go to bed when he heard a sound outside.
As soon as I went downstairs, I saw Fu xishen and them.
I saw several people with mud and scattered hair, as if they had just returned from the wilderness to survive.
"Tell the kitchen to prepare some ginger soup and make some food."
Fu xishen didn't even look at Fu Xiaofeng. He passed him directly and reported Zhao Qiqing upstairs.
Although Fu Xiaofeng is unreliable at ordinary times, he still has some responsibility of the Fu family at the critical time.
He soon calmed down and went downstairs to wake up the cook.
The remaining few people also quickly went to the room they got.
"Yes, Fu xishen, you can put me down."
Zhao Qiqing's face turned red and stopped Fu xishen from putting her on the bed in time.
"Why? Don't you like me holding you like this?" The man's voice is hoarse and his eyes are burning on Zhao Qiqing, which makes people unable to see his emotions.
Zhao Qiqing pointed to her raincoat: "in this way, you can't go to bed."
Fu xishen's eyes flashed. Instead of listening to Zhao Qiqing's words, he put them down here directly, but took people to the bathroom.
In Zhao Qiqing's exclamation, she was temporarily put on the toilet.
Then, in Zhao Qiqing's surprised eyes, Fu xishen turned on the shower head in the bathroom and filled up the water himself.
"It's my negligence. You take a bath first. Ginger soup will come right away. In addition, the bath towels here are new. You can rest assured."