???????“ "I can't believe it!"

The policeman nodded solemnly, I swallowed, the policeman would not joke with other people's lives, I put away the excessive panic on my face and asked. "How did you die?"

It's only been a matter of how long it has been, the last time I saw her, it was good. I heard that she was dead today, and I panicked thinking about it!

If Zheng Fan knew that the woman who had passed the passion with him would die so soon, would he be disgusted and never want to see a woman again!

The policeman put away the folder, stood up, sighed, and shook his head, "Another addict, overdose!"

There was a bang in my head, like a myriad of mushroom clouds exploding, and it felt too sudden to make me feel dizzy.

She's an addict?

Does Zheng Fan know?

I suddenly remembered the needle I saw in my room that day, was that the same one she used?

Zheng Fan's nervous expression at that time kept coming to mind, as if he was deliberately hiding a secret, he must have known it, and knew what that needle was for!

Otherwise, he would have been so nervous when I saw it. He will also kick the needle under the bed.

It's just me to blame, I was stupid to believe that it was an adult toy, but now it seems that Zheng Fan is too?

I immediately cut off my thoughts. No way, Zheng Fan is not that kind of person!

The police wanted to go to the scene to check, and I insisted on following him, but he had no choice but to take me, and I had to promise him that he could not enter the scene, so he could only wait in the police car.

I wonder why that girl suddenly overdosed, and the last time I saw her, I didn't want to be the one who ate those things!

I called Zheng Fan several times in a row. Still no one answered, and my heart was clenched tightly and I couldn't relax.

"Policeman, is that girl home alone?" I said cautiously.

Am I going to hurt Zheng Fan?

"Yes, it's only one person in the room at the moment!" the police quickly dropped me and went to the scene.

I chased after him, and the stairwell was full of people watching the excitement, all poking their heads out to see what was going on.

The police went in, I was blocked out, I couldn't get in, there was a foul smell in the room, which caused my stomach to tumble upside down, and the people watching the excitement covered their noses and stepped back.

"What a sin, if I had known she had sucked that thing. I won't rent it to her if I kill her!" a fat woman muttered in disgust, covering her nose.

"Yes, it's so peugeot, I don't know how it got that thing, and the good girl was ruined like that!" the other woman stole a look of pity.

For a moment, the chatter was like a tidal wave rushing towards us, almost encircling me.

Through the crowd of people, I saw beer bottles scattered all over the floor of the room, like a garbage dump, and I was disgusting to watch.

"Hey, didn't a boy run here a lot before, why haven't you seen it lately?" asked one of the aunts, poking her head out.

The others echoed and shook their heads, is the boy her boyfriend?

"Auntie, have you seen that boy?" I leaned into the middle of them, and made friends with them, and I heard the tone of the boy.

They looked at me suspiciously and said, "I used to see you every day, a yellow-haired boy!"

I exclaimed, and the yellow-haired boy couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

As long as this girl doesn't have a relationship with Zheng Fan on weekdays, I can be relieved.

The police quickly came out, took off their gloves as they walked, and carried the objects collected at the scene into a transparent plastic bag, which contained the ones I had seen with my sword.

A plastic syringe the thickness of a little finger with a layer of white liquid inside the syringe and another bag containing some colorful balls.

When I got into the car, I asked, "Comrade policeman, did that girl really oversmoke?" Looking at the physical evidence he was carrying, I am afraid it was not a joke.

"Yes, overdose!"

I subconsciously took out my mobile phone and dialed Zheng Fan's phone number, but no one answered all the time, which made me feel Mo Min's anxiety.

As soon as we arrived at the police station, Song Chichang greeted us, and it seemed that he was already waiting for me here.

When he saw me get out of the car, he came over and took me into his arms, greeted the police officer in front of him, turned around and rubbed my hair with a smile.

"How?"

His gaze was affectionate, gentle and dripping, and he didn't get used to it for a while, so he smirked dryly.

"That girl is dead!" I muttered. Cloth long wooden carrying.

He didn't seem surprised when he heard it, it didn't look like he was listening to a murder.

"How did you die?"

"Overdose!"

He nodded and said, "Another addict!"

The syringe in the policeman's hand shook, and I tugged at his sleeve and said eagerly, "Chi Chang, I've seen that syringe!"

The policeman turned to look at me, as if interested in what I was saying.

Song Chichang stopped me, touched my forehead and said, "Are you still having a fever?" The voice was very soft and the tone was very heavy, so frightened that I looked back at him.

He whispered in my ear in the voice of only two people, "If you want Zheng Fan to be safe and sound, you'd better not say anything!"

My body shook, I turned my head to look at Song Chichang and pulled out a smile, and said, "I have a terrible headache recently, you can take me to the hospital this afternoon!"

After saying that, she smiled coquettishly, and in the eyes of the police, our words became flirtatious and scolding, and they didn't care too much.

As soon as the police left, my whole body relaxed, and my feet were weak and I almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, Song Chichang took action in time and fished me back.

Remembering what had just happened, I whispered, "Thank you!"

He snorted disdainfully, "I just don't want my wife to be involved in the murder!"

I hung my head, and I knew that this time I was involved it was all my fault!

"Mingmei, you have to remember that as long as I am there for a day, even if you kill people and set fires, I will do my best to protect you, but one day I am gone, who will condone you?"

His hand gently caressed my sideburns, and the sound was very soft, and the light fell into the dust and blossomed.

The sourness suddenly surged up to the thread, and I looked at Song Chichang in front of me with red eyes, shaking my head and refusing to hear this sentence.

"Don't talk nonsense, if I'm not dead, you won't be allowed to die!" I know what he means, if he is gone, no one will pamper me, no one will pamper me.

He snorted softly and a smile escaped from the corner of his mouth, and I cried like a silly child, but he smiled so brightly.

I will always remember this day when he said, if I am gone, who can pamper you?

"I want to go home!" blamed him for being so sensational, I cried like a tearful man. He forcefully wiped the tears from my face and scared me not to cry.