Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Very abrupt knock on the door.

Under everyone's eyes, they realized that they had turned around.

Grandma Xu sat on the stool at this moment, holding tea.

When she had a backer, she raised her eyebrows and exhaled, looked at Qin Ran with their eyes squinted, and turned her head when she heard the voice.

I saw the young police officer at a glance.

"Who is Miss Qin Ran?" The police officer glanced among the crowd, and finally focused on the girl wearing the school uniform of Hengchuan No. 1 Middle School.

The girl looked at her side, but she could still see the beautiful outline of her side.

The skin is very white, the school uniform is well-dressed, it is open, the white shirt inside is stained with a few drops of blood, and the flexible and slender lines are outlined.

There were so many people in the audience, this one was the most eye-catching, and the police officer's eyes fell subconsciously on her face.

When the girl raised her eyes slightly and looked at her questioningly, the police officer responded that she was Qin Ran.

"Miss Qin, Director Jiang invites you to go to the lounge." The police officer leaned slightly, "Please come here."

Qin Ran paused, with one hand still in her pocket. She turned her head slightly, squinting slightly, and began to wonder who was looking for her?

She is familiar with... It seems that there is no surname Jiang?

Lin Jinxuan looked at her questioningly, Qin Ran raised his chin, and said casually, "It's okay, I'll take a look."

She went outside.

Jiang Hui was "exiled" from the capital, placed in ancient times, and it was properly appointed as a minister, equivalent to a special envoy.

Directly represent the highest leadership here.

Deputy Commissioner Shen certainly knew, but he did not know whether the "Director Jiang" in the mouth of the police officer was the same person as Jiang Hui he knew.

Seeing this police officer let Qin Ran pass by, he went directly to the restroom.

Deputy Director Shen was very surprised. He could not help but glance at Qin Ran, who went out and asked the police officer very politely, "This Director Jiang is..."

The police officer glanced at him, turned away and left without speaking.

In the rest room, Jiang returned to his forty years, and his maintenance is as good as his early 30s.

Years left no trace on him.

He sat in a chair, reached out and poured two cups of tea, glanced at the slender figure standing by the door, and grinned, "Sit for a while and drink tea, it has been asked to check, see you so anxious, I thought something happened."

This man's business can't be delayed.

Who knows to hurry up, it is just a entanglement between high school students.

Cheng Mu sat aside and nodded madly.

Isn't it right? It's something that can be done with a single phone call. If you have to get Jianghui back, how much will it delay?

Put aside the ancients, their family Jun Ye duo properly.

Lu Zhaoying touched her earrings and leaned her head, "Uncle Jiang, hasn't anyone come yet?"

"What is anxious." Jiang was curious now, but which little girl could make these two so anxious?

Two figures can be seen coming out of the window.

Jiang Hui picked up the tea cup and said calmly: "Look, isn't this coming?"

After talking, his eyes did not change.

Cheng Jun's expression was very faint, a pair of peach eyes narrowed, his hands clasped his chest, leaning lazily against the door frame, and his figure was slender.

The familiar figure appeared in the eyes.

Cheng Jun stood up subconsciously, his eyes falling on her.

The little girl followed the police officer, lowered her head slightly, and slowly walked over. The school uniform jacket was quite loose, and she looked thinner and thinner on her.

Open the coat to reveal the white shirt inside.

There is blood.

Cheng Jun's five senses are sensitive, and before anyone comes, he smells a very strong bloody smell.

Cheng Jun leaned against the door and stared at her for a few seconds with a cold expression. "Right hand."

Qin Ran looked up and saw Cheng Jun standing at the door looking at her.

She glanced at her with her lips, and then slowly pulled out her hand in her pocket.

With so many people coming and going, it seems that few people found her hand problem.

Lu Zhaoying saw Qin Ran coming well, and was slightly relieved, but the next second, he saw Qin Ran's fingers come out of his pocket.

The little girl's hands are white and her nails are clean and smooth.

Lu Zhaoying told Cheng Jun more than once that it was the hands of a pair of pianists.

This hand was stained with scarlet blood.

Some are dry, some are still dripping.

Cheng Jun lowered his head, lowered his head, and gently broke her finger with her hand. There were two wounds inside, crossing the palm of her hand, and the blade was very narrow.

Cheng Jun is a doctor, how can he not know how deep the wound is?

He glanced at the hand for a while, his eyes light and shadow floating, "Cheng Mu, drive the car over."

The wound looked terrible, and Cheng Mu glanced at it. There was no expression on the face of the wood, but his lips were purged inadvertently.

Drive in silence.

Lu Zhaoying recovered, he stared at the shocking wound and stood up suddenly, "What's the matter?"

Jiang Hui had been walking with these two people, and now he looked at Cheng Jun's expression, saying that for so many years, he really didn't see much fire in the process, and he couldn't help looking at him now.

Can't help but sit up straight and glanced at the secretary standing on the side, the teacup knocked on the table.

There was a bang.

As soon as the director came home, the stool under the buttocks was not hot enough, so he was called by a police officer.

Director Jiang came to inspect their bureau!

He didn't know Cheng Jun and Lu Zhaoying, but he knew Jiang Hui. When Jiang Hui was so polite to Cheng Jun, he fell into a teacup again, and he suddenly mentioned his throat.

"What's going on? Are you still lynching?!" He immediately turned his head and asked the police officer.

The police officer handed the confession that he brought to Jiang Hui, and repeated the learned retribution.

The lounge was very quiet. No one spoke except for his voice. The police officer said that the voice was getting smaller and smaller.

Cheng Mu went to pick up the car and did not come back. Lu Zhaoying was used to domineering in the capital. Qin Ran was drawn into his circle by him.

"laugh--"

With a chuckle.

The police officer felt pimples.

He looked up carefully.

"If you're private, please give them over again. Gee," Lu Zhaoying pulled the collar off, the earrings glowed with cold light, walked outside the door, leaned his head, and lifted his chin towards the police officer, "They Where are people?"

No one in Dianjiu City dared to say this in front of Master Cheng!

Digression

Two more, thank you very much for supporting the humble flower, this time k saw the dawn, more than I drop the dogs (039e`)