A Good Girl and Her Protective Billionaire Husband

You can search for "Mrs. Shen, a little sweet! Search Novels (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!There is a road outside the dormitory building. Drunks often roar in the middle of the night.In short, she didn't sleep well.

Roommates got up one after another, the dormitory was smelling of the smell of cooking noodles in electric pots secretly purchased online. The notebook was playing the morning news. Gu Shuangshuang had bowls of noodles, and suddenly he heard the news: A male publicist was caught in the city recently In the terrible case of killing, the police revealed that the deceased was a man in his thirties with a very good appearance and the top spot in the nightclub...

Gu Shuangshuang dropped a pair of chopsticks to the ground!

A male publicist in his thirties, he looks very good, the top spot in the nightclub...

Uncle Top Brand!!!

Gu Shuangshuang ran over with a pale face, but the news in the notebook was played to the next one.

Open Baidu News to search for keywords, but the morning news is live, and the network synchronization update is not so fast.

Looking at the messy web page, her eyes were dazed.

died?Uncle Top... was killed?This series of words was horrified in her eyes.

No wonder he suddenly stopped teaching, no wonder he disappeared...

After all this, Gu Shuangshuang is even more certain that he was killed!

All day long, she held the computer stupidly and kept refreshing the web page.

Until the evening, news about the murdered male publicist finally appeared on the page!

She found the police station in charge of the case, searched for the address of the station, copied it down, and looked up confusedly, only to realize that the day had passed.

I washed up and went to bed early, but it was a nightmare. In my dreams, all kinds of adaptations of the top killers...

I left early the next morning and took a long bus to the Public Security Bureau according to the address.

She shrank across the road, for most of the afternoon, she was afraid to enter.

Turns around and wanted to leave countless times, but when I think of the top uncle who was killed, I feel sad.

He is very pitiful. He has never heard of his relatives. Those who do this business have been abandoned by the family, right?Now that he is dying, he may not even have a family member to claim.

In any case, he is also her first man. He has been her teacher for a few days, kissed and hugged him, so let's see him for the last time.

Thinking about it this way, rushed into the police station as if you were willing to go!

But the matter was far from as simple as she thought. She entered the office lobby of the police station and explained the cause. After that, she was taken to a separate room by the police from the Criminal Investigation Unit!

Gu Shuangshuang was frightened, his face pale and dare not breathe.

"Take out the ID card."

Gu Shuangshuang honestly followed.

After registering, the police looked up and asked her seriously: "What is your relationship with the deceased?"

"I glanced over..." Gu Shuangshuang was shocked and immediately covered his mouth!Bite your tongue.

"I, I am his friend."

"What kind of friend?"

"It's an ordinary friend, I just want to see him, can I talk to him separately?"

"You are not a family member of the deceased, so you can't see you casually!"

Gu Shuangshuang came after thinking about it, and changed his mind, "Actually I am his fiancée. Can I meet this way?"

The police stared at her infiltratingly for a while, pulled her up, and said, "Yes, the cause of death of the deceased has not been ascertained. You are a close person in front of the deceased. You must stay and unconditionally cooperate with our investigation of the case and go to the interrogation room."

"Interrogation?" Gu Shuangshuang was so scared that tears fell: "I didn't break the law, why should I go to the interrogation room?! Don't drag me..."

On the fifty-fifth floor of the Group Building, there was a rush of turbulent footsteps in the President's Office.

Then the president's office was pushed aside from the outside.

The man leaning on the sofa, looking pale and coughing while looking at the documents, raised his head displeased, with a strong nasal voice: "Is this the toilet?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Shen!" Zhang Qing looked anxious, "It's urgent! Mr. Shen, something happened to his wife!" 62 novels www.62xs.com

The man paused, and threw aside the document with his slender fingers. He couldn't control his temper and pulled his tie. His voice was cold and helpless: "What's the matter with her again?"

"My wife was detained by the police!"

The man's icy face turned black, his hands that had been sweating because of illness became colder and whiter, and his thin lips pressed into a straight line.

Is it the police station again?Addicted to every two days?

Damn girl, your husband is not easy at work, and now he has a bad cold. Can you save me a little bit?!

Shen Mocheng stood up with his forehead, the man's clean white shirt was slightly soaked with sweat from the fever.

The man took his suit jacket in his arms with his big hands, and walked out quickly with his slender body.

As the elevator descended for dozens of seconds, Zhang Qing explained the general situation. The man listened silently, only to see that the already gloomy facial features were brushed with ink on top of each other, so charcoal black!

Treat him as a male publicist and bear it.

What is it now?Treat him as dead?!

Why did you marry such a second man...

Doing little trouble for him all day long!Spend 200 million to marry an idiot who made a special trip to piss him off...

The thought of being lying in the morgue by someone as a dead person, so unlucky!The man with a tight complexion was so angry that he could hardly stand still.

Zhang Qinghan stretched out his hand to help: "Mr Shen..."

"Called the soul? Still not dead!"

"..."

The entrance of the police station.

In the Bentley, an extremely tall figure of a man, in a suit and leather shoes, frowned, and a chill.

Zhang Qing and Zuo Hao followed and got out of the car, and a group of people walked in quickly.

At the entrance of the office hall, the man had a long leg, and his face was somber that he did not forget to confess: "If I have a cerebral hemorrhage later, call 120 in time."

Zhang Qing Zuo Hao: My wife is mighty!~

After entering, Shen Mocheng only said a few words.

"It is my wife who is detained. This is a marriage certificate."

"This is my wife's lawyer. Please negotiate everything with him. Now, where is my wife?"

People from the serious crime team immediately came over and led the expensive man named Shen in City A to the forensic appraisal building.

At the entrance of the temporary morgue on the second floor, the man frowned and pushed open the door, and he heard a slender cry.

Gu Shuangshuang stood trembling, with the police standing beside him on one side, and the dead man covered by a white cloth lying on the other side.

The tears flowed first when he didn't say anything. He thought that he was not close to him and would not cause mood swings. It seems that he still cared about this old man.

Wiping away tears, he said with a small voice, "Uncle Top Brand! Uuuuu... I didn't expect you to die like this."

Man at the door: "..."

"Twenty days ago, you were still a big living person. You kicked me out of the class for two to eight hundred thousand dollars, and you were idle all day long. You know when you hurt me to abuse me, why are you lying here now? Lost God killed you? Is there a bald old man who wants to trade you forcibly?"

The man who was about to have a cerebral hemorrhage at the door: "..."

"(Thousands of words are omitted here. Sad condolences)...In short, I still can't accept that you are dead. Well, let's say goodbye to here, you will not be alone over there, I will always think of your dignity. Um, in the end I want to say...that's it, can we make a negotiation with the top brand uncle? You see you are no longer there, then I owe you the 48,650 yuan, don't you need to..."

The man with a cerebral hemorrhage at the door: "..."

Winding and winding finally reached the point!I want to owe debts, bully a dead person and have trouble conscience, forcing you to come and discuss it, you little bastard?!

The girl lowered her head and was still wandering: "Mainly, I'm really poor. Uncle No.1, why don't you burn fifty thousand coins for you, so that you will be a tyrant in the underworld, and you won't have to sell your body for lack of money!"

"I am missing a woman in the underworld to have sex, and burn you to me?"