The wicked man struggled to get up, thinking of snatching the door out, he knew that if he got out of this door, he would be able to live! Otherwise, his life would be over.

Until this time, his wine also sobered up a little, and he regretted it very much, and he just wanted to leave quickly.

The wicked man used the fastest speed in his life, and one hand was even on the door frame, and just when he thought he was about to escape from the ascension, he felt that the back collar was suddenly tugged, and then his center of gravity was unstable, and he fell backwards at once.

The wicked man wanted to stabilize his body, but he couldn't do it at all, he only felt that his neck was smashed hard, and the whole person's eyes went black, and he instantly lost consciousness and fell to the ground.

Qian Yuan's screams almost blurted out, but she desperately held back. Her face was full of horror, and looking at Song Yiran's gaze was both grateful and awe-inspiring, which was very complicated.

"People have fainted, and they won't do anything to you. ”

Qian Yuan nodded, "Thank you, thank you." He hurriedly tidied up his clothes.

"Let's tie people up first!" Song Yiran didn't find the rope, and after obtaining Qian Yuan's consent, he tore an old sheet into strips and tied up the wicked man who almost violated Qian Yuan.

That grandson is bullying Qian Yuan is a weak woman, in fact, he is nothing at all, he fell to the ground and didn't get up for half a day, and he looked like a straw bag.

Song Yiran smelled the smell of alcohol on his body, and it seemed that he had drunk two taels of cat urine, so he was afraid and didn't think of himself as a person.

Fortunately, it was the time for lunch break, so the movement on their side did not attract people to see the excitement.

The men were tied up, and the door was shut.

Qian Yuan shrank in the corner of the bed, and the whole person was dumbfounded.

"Do you know this man?"

Qian Yuan shook her head, "I don't know him, I came back to pick up something, but when the door was closed, this person squeezed in, and covered my mouth as soon as he could, and it was too late to call someone." ”

"Looks like he came in with you!

"I don't know, I don't really know him. ”

"What do you want to do now?" Song Yiran raised his wrist and looked at the time, "I don't have much time, I can't be with you all the time, I still have to go to work in the afternoon." ”

Qian Yuan completely lost her previous invincible appearance at this moment, looking particularly helpless and pitiful, "I don't know." ”

The best way to do this kind of thing is to send the person to the security department and directly notify the case-handling personnel to collect the person. But in terms of reputation, it will definitely be affected. Qian Yuan was originally a topic of conversation, and when people in the county hospital mentioned her, they all looked like a snake and scorpion. The aesthetics of this era are all subtle, Qian Yuan lives a warm and flamboyant life, but she is single in her forties, and she is unmarried, which makes people think that she is arrogant.

Why do others live in the short middle of the family every day, they have to endure the anger of their mother-in-law, and they have to take care of four or five children, and they live tightly every day, and they are only forty years old, and they live like a dry bud rice pulp.

And what about her, Qian Yuan, who lives a chic and free life, without the constraints of family, she can do whatever she wants? Why is she so free?

The attitude of the people around her towards her is not only rejection, but also hatred and criticism~judgment.

"Send it to the Security Bureau! Report it directly to the Case Bureau!" Song Yiran understood her scruples, "You don't look like a person who will be affected by worldly eyes and gossip." ”

Qian Yuan laughed embarrassedly, "Thank you, can you help me call someone?"

Song Yiran glanced at her and didn't speak.

Qian Yuan felt that her eyes seemed to be able to see through everything, which made people feel frightened.

"You'd better come with me, I'm also a witness, and I can prove your innocence. If I go on the front foot and someone comes on the back foot, how do you explain that? Or do you have other plans?"

Qian Yuan subconsciously avoided Song Yiran's gaze, she did have other plans, but she didn't expect to be seen through by others at a glance.

She is actually far less careless than others think, her heart will hurt, and she will also care about other people's eyes and opinions, but ......

Qian Yuan sighed, forget it, she is so old, how many years can she be said?

"Okay, you wait for me, I'll go with you. But you can't send it to the security department, just report it to the case bureau!" she got up and tidied up the clothes on her body, recombed her hair, and then stood in front of Song Yiran, "Okay, how do you bring this person?"

Song Yiran pulled the end of the sheet rope and dragged the person out of the house directly.

Qian Yuan hurriedly locked the door and followed behind Song Yiran. She can be regarded as having seen Song Yiran's methods, this little girl is not very old, her ability is not small, and she is really ruthless! Fighting a wicked person is as easy as cutting melons and vegetables, and when she went down the stairs, the person was dragged down the stairs step by step, knocking the person to stagger, his head was broken and bleeding, and he felt that he was not far from death.

Song Yiran couldn't bear to see Qian Yuan's face, and couldn't help but say, "You can't be sympathizing with him, right?"

"No, it's just ......" Qian Yuan was a little embarrassed, "I feel like you're a child, and it's quite surprising that you are so ruthless." ”

Song Yiran didn't speak again, and walked out of the back door of the hospital with Qian Yuan. When he got to the street, Song Yiran directly mentioned the wicked man and walked in front with a brisk walk. Qian Yuan was hit again, and looked at a little girl who was thinner than herself, carrying a man much heavier than her, as if she was carrying a chick......

Song Yiran and Qian Yuan arrived at the case handling bureau smoothly, "Comrade, we have to (report) for the record!"

The clerk who received them was a middle-aged man in his forties, with some thinning hair and a Mediterranean haircut. Seeing Song Yiran's strange combination of three people, he was also stunned.

"Do you want to file for the record?" he looked at Song Yiran, then at the dying wicked, and couldn't help asking, "What's the situation?"

Hearing that the man who was tied up had bad intentions and attempted murder, and then was caught and sent over, the face of the case-handling personnel also showed an incredible look, "Are you saying that he intends to mistreat you?" He stretched out his hand and pointed at Qian Yuan, and then pointed at Song Yiran, and said, "Then you rushed in to save her and arrest him?"

Song Yiran nodded.

The case-handling officer had an incredible look on his face, "No, it's unlikely, right?" That look, as if to say, you are as thin as a chicken, and you also have this ability?

"We're here for the record, do you think what we're saying isn't the truth and unreasonable? Am I not good at natural power?" Song Yiran looked at the time, "I still have to go to work in the afternoon, can you hurry up?"

"Xiao Song?" Ji Yulin walked over, and was also stunned when he saw Song Yiran, "Why are you here?"

As soon as Song Yiran saw Ji Yulin, he was overjoyed, "Old Ji, you came just in time." ”