Chapter 167

I'm really miserable. After being taken to the police station by the police, they cross examined me as a homicide suspect. Don't ask me too carefully.

Mingming process only three or five minutes, Leng is described by me as a soul stirring suspense movie.

I looked at the police comrades with tears in their eyes: "that fruit knife is really Sheng Yan's, it has nothing to do with me."

"Don't mention it. You can have a guess." I shook his arm, and he drove around on the road.

"It's all in your face. What else can I say?" He drives without expression.

I also plan to sell a pass: "what do you think the test results are?"

I thought he was going to Sheng Yanyan's ward, but he accompanied me to bandage, took the medicine and took me out of the hospital. I forgot to tell him the test results.

I've been injured a lot. I've never been so intensive in half my life before.

So I got another tetanus shot on my ass and limped out of the doctor's office.

The surgeon took it apart and cleaned it for me again. The doctor said that Sheng Yanyan's fruit knife was rusty and not clean. If it was not handled in time, it would be inflamed and possibly tetanus.

I don't know what I'm saying. I just know that my arm hurts a lot.

Sang Qi said that I am a native. He said that rock is not to listen to its rhythm, but to listen to what he expressed in the music.

I can't appreciate it. I can't hear it clearly.

Sang Qi is not interested in pop songs. He prefers to listen to heavy metals.

"Ha, you're talking about the title of a song. Have you ever heard of it? Wang Fei sang it. At that time, Wang Fei was also called Wang Jingwen. "

"You're the most vulnerable woman I've ever seen."

"You see," I said to him happily, pointing to the red paper, "God has taken my disaster away, so it's OK."

When we walked out of the parking lot, the wind outside blew down the red paper on the eyelids of Sang Qi and floated away with the wind.

I smile on my face, but I know that love can really make one person become another person. What I don't believe at all will become suspicious. Then I will accept it and do anything for the good of the other person.

He took my hand and walked on, ignoring me.

I pointed to his eyes: "don't you believe it?"

Then I opened the door and got off with a smile. When he came around to me, I found that the red paper on his eyelids magically changed back.

"Nerves He gave me a white look.

"You don't know! The eyelid jumps pastes a piece of red paper to be able to eliminate the disaster to solve the difficulty

He was so funny. He blinked and let the red paper fall down: "why?"

I happened to have a red paper bag in my bag. I tore off a corner of it and dipped it in saliva to stick it on his eyelids.

"What?" I almost did not hear clearly, funny to his face in front of him again flattered: you are so superstitious? Right eyelid jump what do you think happened to me? That's good... "

Then he hummed again in a very low voice, "I'm jumping on my right eyelid this morning."

He just touched me with his forehead

This dialogue is very similar to the dialogue of the hero in Qiongyao's book that I have seen before. I struggle out of his arms, holding his face in both hands: why do I tremble? It's just a little thing. "

"I received a call from the driver, and the whole person was shaking. At the summer solstice, don't create this kind of accident next time. Will you scare me?"

He held me for a long time and didn't speak. I was about to struggle, and his voice rang softly in my ear.

He untied his seat belt and helped me to untie it. After untiing it, he suddenly put his arms around my shoulders and held me in his arms.

When the car arrived at the hospital, I was sulking with my elbow.

I was really speechless. At this time, I felt the pain of the wound on my arm. I was angry all my life. He snorted and turned his head out of the window to ignore him.

"You deserve it. You're usually very smart, and you're taken away by the police."

Whether he praised me or not, I held my cheek to stare at him and sighed: "I am the wounded, you still treat me like this."

"Sheng Yanyan can do a lot of terrible things when she is crazy. She is different from your madness. You only hurt yourself and don't hurt others."

"I showed her the identification report."

He continued to criticize me, driving fast: "you know Sheng Yanyan is now in a semi crazy state, what do you want to meet her alone?"

But what he said seems to be right. I'm not sure.

I am tongue tied. I expect him to comfort me. Who knows that he is so vicious to me.

I was about to say something to him, who knows that he scolded me as soon as he opened his mouth: "when are you so weak that even Sheng Yanyan can hurt you? WellHe jammed me into the car, strapped me in and started the car.

That should be the lawyer outside to help me bail, sang Qi just took me out.

"The lawyer is already outside, and he will deal with the follow-up."

So the policeman immediately shut up.

Although I didn't see sangqi's eyes, I knew that his anger was quite frightening.

Two policemen quickly stopped him: "Hello, sir, now the summer solstice is a suspect, she is suspected..." Before the police finished, sang Qi glared at him.

He helped me up. I saw that he didn't mean to say hello to the police at all, so he helped me out.

"How about a simple bandage?"

I nodded: "a simple bandage."

"Has the wound been treated?" He asked me.

Soon sang Qi arrived. Some policemen didn't know who he was. They wanted to stop him, but he came up to me and looked at my arm. He frowned and looked gloomy. He was about to rain.

I said dry mouth, and then simply did not say, dedicated to waiting for sang Qi to come to rescue me.

Who let me grow a face that is not a weak person, and get less than others.

Yes, Sheng Yanyan looks like the victim, and her sad appearance is also very pitiful.

In a word, they just think of me as a big villain.

"That's not necessarily. Maybe I'm not proficient in business. I'm not sure if I didn't hurt others or myself."

"Which murderer have you ever seen? He's all right. He's hurt himself?"

"Don't rush to shirk your responsibility. Colleagues in the technology department have already taken away the fruit knife. Wait until the fingerprints are extracted."

"Well, I guess." He was so obsessed with me that he frowned and said, "it's not mine."

I clapped my hands and said, "Wow, it's so smart. How did you guess that?"

He turned away and continued to drive with a smile and a smile.