The moonlight is hazy and the starlight is sparse...... Wrong, the city of Beijin can't see the stars at all.

Du An's eyes blinked, shrunk his upturned head, withdrew his gaze, and smiled at the man next to him, "Excuse me, Lawyer Zhang." ”

The man he called Lawyer Zhang was a man in his thirties with a high hairline and a clear tendency to age before he aged.

At this moment, Lawyer Zhang in front of him was also smiling, and said with a slightly embarrassed expression: "Actually, I didn't help much, and I'm a little ashamed to say it." He then raised his hand to look at the table and said, "If it's all right, then I'll go first?"

Duane nodded, "Okay." ”

After Lawyer Zhang walked away, Du An glanced at Ying Qiao beside him, and then looked behind him, only to see that at the door of the police station, occasionally people came in and out.

The two of them were now standing in the compound of the Shibalidian Police Station, and after the police arrived just now, they took the three of them back to the police station.

Thanks to yesterday's Huabiao Award ceremony, a policeman recognized Du Ane on the way back to the police station, so the police's attitude towards him was not bad, and he was allowed to make a phone call, and lawyer Zhang was summoned by this call. Of course, he is not familiar with the place in Beijin, and he does not have the ability to call a lawyer on a phone call at night, this lawyer Zhang was still found by Han Sanping, but it seems that he is looking for it in vain, and it is not useful at all.

"This incident was started because of me, and I will not shirk my responsibility,"

At this time, Ying Qiao, who was beside him, spoke.

Duane looked at her, only to see her pause, as if weighing something, and finally said: "One and a half, you pat first, by the way, leave your phone number, and I will find a way to return the other half to you." ”

Duane looked at her and didn't speak.

Yes, he lost money, and that's how things worked.

Although Ying happened to be a victim, he was a righteous and brave person, but that was just their words, from the actual point of view of the matter, the real victim was the unlucky guy who broke the bridge of the nose, lost a tooth, had multiple bruises and contusions all over his body, and kept shouting that he had a headache, and finally the doctor gave a stereotype of a minor injury.

The driver of the black car also insisted that he was just a black car driver, and it happened to be a passenger he pulled today, but when he arrived at the eighteen-mile store, Duane chased him and beat him, he was completely an innocent person. As for the scars on Ying Qiao's face, he also insisted that it was caused by his legitimate defense when the two of them beat him together.

Because there was no monitoring of the area where the incident occurred, and there was no public witness outside the three parties at the time of the incident, so the two sides said that the public was reasonable, and the mother-in-law said that the mother-in-law was reasonable, and no one could judge how to judge this matter.

The driver of the black car was very happy: although he didn't know Duane, he could see the reactions of several people before Tong Guò, this guy seemed to be a celebrity, and celebrities are generally richer, so they must be able to knock on a pen.

Duane was also pleased.

No matter what the truth of this matter is, if he really wants to go through the legal route, it is not a good thing for him, and he can even think that once this matter spreads, reports such as "The new best director is suspected of beating passers-by after being drunk" will appear in the newspaper, which is very bad for his image, so he is also happy to spend money to eliminate the disaster.

In the end, after some negotiation between the two parties, Duane paid 70,000 yuan in exchange for the black car driver's relent, and after the matter was dealt with, they could finally leave.

"No need,"

Duane shook his head, "You know me too, and you know that this money is nothing to me. ”

Ying Qiao was very persistent: "No, I should pay it back, I must pay it back." ”

Seeing that she was so stubborn, Duane had no choice but to say, "Okay, you can pay it back if you want, but my phone number won't be given to you." ”

His words were a little hurtful, but first, he did wonder if Ying Qiao had any intentions for him, and second, the 70,000 was indeed not taken into his eyes, and he really didn't want to have any senseless incidents.

After hearing his words, he saw that Ying Qiao didn't speak for a long time, just looked at him.

So he looked at her too, and the two of them stared at each other calmly.

Ying Qiao's expression was very calm, but Duane only relied on her eyes to eat, her eyes were so sharp, and she was watching so intently just now, so she easily captured the contraction of her pupils and the tingling pain in her eyes just now, of course, she reacted quickly and covered it up very well, and now she can't see it.

And just now, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that her neck stalked, and her right fist naturally clenched at that moment, but immediately released it again. This qiē showed that she was very sad and angry at that moment just now, and even wanted to raise her hand to give herself a hard time, but she still held back after all.

After a long time, Ying Qiao lowered his eyelids and nodded slightly, "You're right, but I'll remember these thirty-five thousand." ”

What he said just now was really hurtful, Du An's heart wanted to say "I'm sorry", but when he opened his mouth, he still didn't say it after all, just smiled and said, "Let's go, I'll send you back first." Ying Qiao didn't shirk the matter, and it was already more than twelve o'clock in the morning now, and it was not very safe for her little girl's house to walk around in such a messy place as Eighteen Mile Store.

After the two got into the car, Duane asked where Ying Qiao lived, and drove off, and Ying Qiao didn't speak all the way, just sat quietly in the co-pilot, and in extreme silence, Duan couldn't even hear any noise, as if there was no big living person sitting there in the co-pilot.

This was really a little weird, and he couldn't help but turn his head to take a look.

Ying Qiao was indeed sitting in the passenger seat, looking calmly ahead, and bruises, redness, swelling and safflower oil could be seen on the side face, intertwined on the fair skin, with a cruel beauty.

Duane retracted his gaze and looked at the road ahead, but Ying Qiao's face was always hovering in his mind, and the scene just now was very camera-like.

Arrogant, cold, decadent, a metallic texture abandoned in the center of the world.

On the next road, the two still didn't speak, until they arrived at the place where Ying Qiao lived.

This is already outside the Fifth Ring Road, and it is a community that is neither new nor old.

There is no barrier at the entrance of the community, it is a telescopic fence gate, the door is wide open at the moment, the old man who guards the door sits in the gatehouse and listens to the radio with his eyes closed, Duane drove the car directly in, and he did not open his eyes.

Slowly walking around the community, and finally stopped in one place according to Ying Qiao's instructions, got out of the car, and then Du Jian watched Ying Qiao walk over and open the door, blinked, hesitated, and asked, "You...... Live here?"

In front of him was a converted garage, with a wall sealed and a door, but the traces were obvious and could be seen at a glance, and now, Ying happened to be opening the door of this garage.

Ying Qiao said "um", didn't say much, fumbled twice, and finally opened the door.

Duane watched her walk in, and didn't say goodbye to herself, looking like she was about to close the door.

"Wait!"

Duane suddenly shouted, Ying Qiao's movement paused, did not close the door, and looked inside, "What's the matter?"

Duane turned, pulled open the car door, took a plastic bag from inside, walked two steps in front of her, and handed the bag to her.

"Medicine. ”

These are some of the ointments that doctors have prescribed before to apply to wounds.

Ying Qiao took the bag and closed the door, keeping his eyelids down the whole time, without looking at Duane.

After she closed the door, Duane stood in front of the garage for a few moments, then shook his head, got back into the car, got it moving, and left. (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please visit wènhttp://mnet

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