There was a very abrupt knock on the door.

Everyone's gaze turned around.

Grandma Xu is sitting on a stool with tea.

She had a backer, so she raised her eyebrows, squinted at Qin Ran and them, and turned her head when she heard the voice.

At a glance, I saw the young police officer.

"May I ask who Miss Qin Ran is?" the police officer glanced at the crowd, and finally his gaze stayed on the girl wearing the uniform of Hengchuan No. 1 Middle School.

The girl had a sideways face, but she could still see the beautiful silhouette of the side face.

The skin is very white, the school uniform is dressed in a regular manner, it is open, and the white shirt inside is stained with a few drops of blood, outlining the flexible and slender lines.

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

It wasn't until the girl raised her eyes slightly and looked at her inquiringly that the police officer realized that she was Qin Ran.

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

Qin Ran paused, one hand still in her pocket, she tilted her head slightly, squinted slightly, and began to wonder who was looking for her?

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

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

She walked out the door.

Jiang Hui was "exiled" from the capital, and in ancient times, he was the minister of the Qincha, which was equivalent to a special envoy.

Directly represent the top leadership on this side.

Deputy Director Shen must know him, but he doesn't know if the "Director Jiang" in the mouth of this police officer is the same person as Jiang Hui he knows.

Seeing that this police officer asked Qin Ran to go over, he went directly to the lounge past him.

Deputy Director Shen was very surprised, he couldn't help but glance at Qin Ran, who was going out, and asked the police officer very politely, "......Who is this Director Jiang?"

The police officer glanced at him, didn't speak, and turned away.

**

In the lounge, Jiang Hui is nearly forty years old, and he is well maintained, as if he was in his early thirties.

The years have left no mark on him.

He sat on the chair, reached out and poured two cups of tea, glanced at the slender figure standing by the door, and smiled, "Sit down for a while, drink tea, I have already asked people to check, seeing that you are in such a hurry, I think something is wrong." ”

This master's business can't be delayed.

Who knew that it was just an entanglement between high school students who came in a hurry.

Cheng Mu sat on the side and nodded frantically in his heart.

Isn't it, something that can be done with a phone call, if you have to get Jiang Hui over, how many things will be delayed?

In ancient times, their family was a proper king.

Lu Zhaoying touched his earrings and tilted his head, "Uncle Jiang, no one has come yet?"

"What's the hurry. Jiang Hui was also curious at this time, which little girl could make these two people so anxious?

Two figures could be seen outside the window.

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

After speaking, his eyes did not take his eyes off.

Cheng Jun's expression was quite bland, a pair of peach blossom eyes were half-squinted, his hands were around his chest, he was lazily leaning against the door frame, and his figure was slender.

A familiar figure came into view.

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

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

Open the coat to reveal the white shirt underneath.

There are blood stains.

Cheng Jun's five senses were sensitive, and before anyone came, he smelled a very strong smell of blood.

Cheng Jun leaned against the door and looked at her fixedly for a few seconds, his expression was quite indifferent, "Right hand." ”

As soon as Qin Ran raised her eyes, she saw Cheng Jun standing by the door looking at her.

She pursed her lips and glanced at him, then slowly withdrew the hand from her pocket.

With so many people coming and going, it seems that no one has noticed the problem with her hand.

Lu Zhaoying was slightly relieved when he saw that Qin Ran was here, but in the next second, he saw Qin Ran's fingers taken out of his pocket.

The little girl's hands were white and her nails were trimmed clean.

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

At this point, the hand was stained with scarlet blood.

Some are dry, and some are still dripping.

Cheng Jun lowered her eyes, lowered her head, and gently broke her fingers with her hand, there were two wounds inside, across the palm, the knife edge was very narrow, I don't know how long it took, there was still blood oozing out.

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

He looked at the hand for a while, and the light and shadow in his eyes sank, "Cheng Mu, drive the car over." ”

The wound looked really hideous, Cheng Mu glanced at it, there was no expression on the wooden face, but his lips were pursed inadvertently.

Silence went to drive.

Lu Zhaoying came back to his senses, he stared at the shocking wound, and stood up suddenly, "What's the matter?"

Jiang Hui had already accompanied the two of them on a trip, but now looking at Cheng Jun's expression, after so many years, he really hasn't seen Cheng Jun get angry, and he can't help but look sideways right now.

I couldn't help but sit up straight, and glanced at the director who was standing on the side, and the teacup slammed on the table.

There was a "clang" sound.

As soon as the chief returned home, the stool under his buttocks was not yet hot, when he was called by a police officer.

Director Jiang came to their bureau to inspect!

He didn't know Cheng Jun and Lu Zhaoying, but he knew Jiang Hui, and when he saw Jiang Hui being so polite to Cheng Jun, he dropped the teacup again, and his heart suddenly rose to his throat.

"What's the matter? You're lynching?!" he immediately tilted his head and asked the officer.

The police officer handed the confession he brought to Jiang Hui and retold what he had learned.

The break room was quiet, no one else spoke except his voice, and the police officer was getting quieter and quieter as he spoke.

Cheng Mu went to pick up the car and didn't come back yet, Lu Zhaoying was used to being domineering in the capital, and Qin Ran was drawn into his circle by him.

"Whew-"

A chuckle.

The police officer felt a pimple in his heart.

He looked up cautiously.

"Give them a private and public life, tsk," Lu Zhaoying casually pulled down his collar, the earrings were glowing with a layer of cold light, walked to the door, tilted his head, and raised his chin towards the police officer, "Where are they?"

No one in Sijiu City has ever dared to say this in front of Cheng Gongzi!