Chapter 807： Sister Nian: It's me?

Chapter 807 Sister Nian: Is it me?

"Got it." Ye Wangchuan's eyes were slightly cold, with a sharp cold light, his tone was light, and he couldn't hear the emotions: "I'll go over immediately."

Cai Gang did not dare to neglect, and immediately said: "Ye Shao, I will rush over as soon as possible. Don't worry, Miss Qiao, I have already greeted the police station, they will not be embarrassed."

"Ok."

Ye Wangchuan hung up the phone.

Before putting down the phone, the man on the co-pilot asked him impatiently, "Master, how is it, is Nian Nian okay?"

"The person is in the police station, the specific situation is not known yet." Ye Wangchuan put his mobile phone aside, his words caught fire.

"Damn, how did you get to the police station?" Jiang Li irritably scratched his hair, his eyes were scarlet, and he said to himself: "It shouldn't be hurt anymore."

Ye Wangchuan did not speak, tilted his head back and leaned on the seat, his eyes closed slightly, as if he was resting, but his left hand was resting on the Buddhist bead on his wrist, and he flicked the bead very quickly.

People who are familiar with him know that this is a situation that occurs when he is extremely unstable and in a very bad mood. It took a long time before he said: "Gu San, drive faster."

"Okay." Gu San was also anxious. He didn't say anything. He almost stepped on the accelerator under his foot. The black Phaeton was like an arrow from the string, regardless of the traffic lights on the road, he drove to the police station...

*

In the police station.

The girl was sitting in the hallway outside, and a coat was randomly placed on the bench next to her. The coat was stained with dust, and it looked like she couldn't wear it anymore.

But she didn't seem to care. She took out a black old mobile phone from her jacket pocket. The phone case had no brand logo and no phone case. It looked very ordinary, similar to the miscellaneous brands that can be bought for hundreds of dollars on the Internet. It makes no difference.

Qiao Nian turned on the phone and saw seven or eight missed call notifications as soon as he turned it on.

It was all from Chen Yuan.

In addition to missed calls, Chen Yuan also sent her a lot of messages.

From WeChat to SMS, and QQ, but any software that can contact her has searched for her again and again.

[Sister Nian, why can't you get through on the phone? ]

[When you see the message, call me back. ]

[How to shut down, don't scare me. ]

"Hmm." Qiao Nian half-squinted her eyes and looked down at the message from Chen Yuan. Her fingers were slender and white. She tapped the edge of the phone and tapped patiently, seeming to be thinking. Within a moment, she called Chen Yuan back.

"Hello? Read sister." As soon as the call got through, Chen Yuan's voice was like a gunfire, and his tone was quick and anxious: "You finally returned my call. Are you okay? Where are you now? I'll look for you!"

Qiao Nian raised his head and looked at the policemen coming in and out of the police station. He slightly raised the corners of his mouth and said wildly: "Well, I'm fine. Tell Aunt Chen for me, I may not be able to go at night, and I will go to dinner another day."

"What do you care about eating now, where are you? I'm going to find you!" Chen Yuan was impatient.

Qiao Nian watched a film policeman walking towards her with a notebook, raised his eyes, and did not answer his question: "If you don't use it, I'm really fine."

"But..."

In a blink of an eye, the film policeman walked up to her. Qiao Nian held the phone and said in an unhurried tone: "Remember to talk to Aunt Chen for me. Also, don't talk nonsense, lest she worry."

"If you don't tell me this, I know, I won't tell her..."

Chen Yuan wanted to say something else, Qiao Nianyan said concisely: “That’s it, I’ll hang up first, and I’ll talk to you later.”

"Sister, I..."

Qiao Nian hung up the phone, put the phone down, looked up at the policewoman who came to her, and said calmly: "Is it here?"

The policewoman who was in charge of the transcript for her:...

(End of this chapter)