26. Something happened

Shuttling through the bustling crowd with difficulty, Gu Nanfeng kept avoiding men who wanted to stick up, the eardrums of the deafening music were buzzing, and she finally found Song Zhixia sitting in the bar โ–กโ–ก drinking by herself.

As she walked along, another group of people walked by.

"Yo, isn't this your beautiful and rich girlfriend?"

Hooking up with Minghao is his brother, with dyed green hair and a gold necklace around his neck, who looks like a young man in society.

Song Zhixia ignored them and continued to bow his head to play with his mobile phone, with an empty wine bottle in his hand.

Ming Hao, who has always rejected others, has not yet tasted the taste of being broken up, especially in front of his buddies, Song Zhixia's reaction made him very angry.

"Didn't you take the initiative to ask me out today, why do you miss me again?" The corners of his lips curled ambiguously, and his gaze turned around her.

Song Zhixia closed the search page on his mobile phone, originally he wanted to tell him about something, but he couldn't communicate with him like this.

When Song Zhixia picked up his bag and was about to leave, he was stopped by his friend, "Since you're here, why don't you play and leave?" โ€

It's been a while since the breakup, and Minghao hasn't been looking for a suitable candidate, and he is a little itchy to come up.

"It's been a long time, don't you miss me?"

Several people blocked her way one by one, Song Zhixia frowned slightly, and there was a thin anger on his face, "Get out of the way!" โ€

"Haha, it's pretty when you're angry," the boy laughed again, obviously with ill intentions in his eyes.

Minghao stepped forward to take her hand, "Don't be angry, let's reconcile, I know you miss me too, otherwise you won't ask me out today"

Song Zhixia shook off his hand, "Minghao, can you still have a face?!" โ€

"Huh? I'm shameless, why didn't you know to ask for a face when you โ–กโ–ก in my bed, if you knew how to ask for a face, you would have left me after the first time you got laid, why drag it out until ......"

He didn't finish the rest of the sentence, his eyes widened, and blood spilled from his forehead, quickly flowing to his neck, wetting a large piece of his shirt on his chest, and dyeing his jacket a dark red.

Gu Nanfeng was still holding half of the broken beer bottle in her hand, she kept panting, and the screams in the field brought her back to her senses, looking at herself with blood on her hands, she suddenly let go of the beer bottle, and smashed it on the ground with a crisp sound, and there were broken glass pieces all over the ground.

At the same time, there was a muffled sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, Ming Hao slowly fell to the ground, the lights in the field were bright, and those people and friends hurriedly went to help him, but found that they couldn't help him.

"I killed someone...... I killed someone...... I've killed someone......" she kept repeating the sentence in a low voice, her eyes gradually reddening, and her face was full of confusion.

A security guard pushed aside the crowd and walked over, Song Zhixia also quickly recovered from the shock, and grabbed her hand, "South wind, run, run!" โ€

The scene was chaotic, the ground was full of glass slag, Song Zhixia pulled her to run wildly, dodging left and right, Gu Nanfeng's brain was in a mess, stumbling with it, and bumping into people from time to time, she didn't know what she was doing, she was just angry when she heard Ming Hao's words, and she had the urge to hit people, and before she came back to her senses, her body had already reacted.

"Hey, 110, this is the Orange Light Bar, someone made trouble and there was a murder, right......"

When the whistling siren sounded, Gu Nanfeng seemed to come back to his senses, and his eyes gradually turned red, "Zhixia...... What to do...... I killed someone...... I killed someone......"

Song Zhixia hugged her tightly in his arms, touched her forehead with his chin, and his eyes were wet, and his voice was slightly choked.

"I know, I know, South Wind, believe me, believe me, it's going to be okay, it's going to be okay"

She kept repeating this sentence in a low voice, as if to cheer her up and comfort herself, she had thought that Nanfeng was only dependent on her, at most a little bit of liking, until the moment she waved the wine bottle just now, she clearly saw the courage to overcome obstacles in her eyes.

Only if you love someone will be like this, you can't bear to see her being bullied, even if it's a verbal insult.

Seeing that the siren was getting closer and closer, Song Zhixia began to pull her to run wildly again, while taking out a tissue from her bag and handing it to her, she was unusually calm at the moment.

"Listen, Nanfeng, wipe the blood off your body, and when the police come, they will say that I killed the man"

Song Zhixia pulled her into a narrow alley, held her face, looked serious, and looked at her word by word.

"No...... Don't ......" Gu Nanfeng shook her head desperately, tears silently running down her cheeks, wetting her palms.

If she goes in, maybe the people at the police station will still have scruples in front of her father, no matter what, her father only has her daughter, and he will not sit idly by.

Nanfeng is different, her family is poor, she has no power and power, she is an excellent and good student in the school, and her good future cannot be ruined like this.

The siren was already close at hand, and as soon as the thought flashed through her mind, she made a quick decision.

I've known her for so long, and I've never seen her so panicked, tears keep pouring out of her eyes, and those eyes seem to be full of stars.

"Believe me, South Wind," she hugged her into her arms again, feeling her hot tears flowing into her neck, and her heart ached little by little.

Gu Nanfeng pushed her away and ran out, and before she could react, she quickly ran out of the alley, and then was restrained and handcuffed.

Several people in police uniforms pushed and shoved her into the police car, Song Zhixia pounced on her and was pulled away, "Don't be ignorant, your escape with the suspect just now has constituted a crime"

Through the brown glass window, it seemed that a world was separated, her face began to blur, Gu Nanfeng's tears fell on the cold handcuffs one by one, she shook her head desperately at Song Zhixia, signaling her not to say, never, must not.

"These are all witnesses, and they will be brought back to the bureau for a record."

A man who seemed to be the leader walked over, and Song Zhixia was taken into another police car along with Minghao's friends.

The sirens whistled away again, and the city was still brightly lit, looking down on the joys and sorrows of the people from a high place.

Gu Nanfeng gasped and jumped up from the bed, in the darkness she felt that her face was full of tears, there was no one in the empty room, and the feeling of loneliness seemed to have seeped into the bone marrow.

Those who have never been to the police station will not understand the feeling of fear, and the eyes of the fluorescent lamps in the brightly lit torture room are slightly tingling and crying.

The iron door was opened with a bang, and a person with a stern face and a police uniform walked in, sat down at the table, and looked at her condescendingly.

"We now suspect that you are suspected of intentional homicide, and you have the right to remain silent, but everything you say will be used as evidence in court."

Gu Nanfeng kept shaking his head and whispered, "I didn't ...... No...... I didn't kill him......"

The police officer who came to interrogate him raised his voice suddenly, and his voice was like a bell: "What's your name?!" โ€

Gu Nanfeng subconsciously replied, "Gu Nanfeng"

"Where?"

"H City People"

"What are you doing in City B?"

"Come to school in City B"

"Which school are you attending?"

The person sitting on the side quickly memorized the record, and when asked this, Gu Nanfeng was slightly stunned, knowing that he was led by the nose under huge psychological pressure.

She pursed the corners of her lips, hesitating to answer or not, the two of them glanced at each other, "Be lenient in confession, strict in resistance, you tried to escape after the incident, enough for you to add a few more years"

"I want to know how Minghao is now?"

She is not legally illiterate, and the crime of intentional homicide is very different from the crime of intentional injury.

Both of them saw the trick in each other's eyes, and one of them knocked on the table with a pen, "Suspect, this is not what you should be concerned about right now."

No matter how much he asked after that, Gu Nanfeng refused to speak, and the two of them got up and closed the iron door with a bang.

Gu Nanfeng buried his face in his palm, feeling the hot tears and cold handcuffs, it is possible that his life will be ruined, but do you regret it?

She thought that if she returned to that scene, she would not hesitate to pick up the bottle and smash it at him, but the means would be much gentler.

When Song's father was woken up by the phone call at home, he was already a little angry, and after patiently listening to Song Zhixia's slightly choked cry, he was even more angry.

"I sent you to the best school, and that's how you reciprocated me?! Solve the problems you made yourself! โ€

"Dad...... Father...... I haven't begged you for anything since I was a child...... Just this time, please save the south wind...... She's still so young...... You can't just ruin it for the rest of your life......"

The high walls of the police station were deep in the war, and Song Zhixia couldn't cry silently, tears smudged the delicate makeup on her face, and guilt and remorse grabbed her heart tightly.

As she grew up in the compound of the agency, she has never seen any ugly and dark things, and she knows that although these people in the police station will not torture to extract confessions, what is more terrible than torture is psychological pressure.

For example, if the prisoner suddenly wakes her up when she is about to fall asleep, she can persist for a day or two, and in the long run, she will inevitably have a psychological breakdown.

"Do you know what time it is?! It's being cracked down on above, aren't you happy to send your dad in?! This is not an ordinary crime, it is intentional homicide! โ€

"Dad...... Father...... I beg you...... Help me this time...... I'll listen to whatever you say in the future...... Didn't you always want me to study abroad...... I'll go...... I'm going to ......."

In the end, it is the pearl of his palm, Father Song rubbed his eyebrows, walked around the house, and was a little irritable, "Okay, give the phone to those people at the police station, and you will get back to me immediately!" โ€

Originally, the person who made a record of her looked a lot better after answering the phone, "It turned out to be Miss Song, disrespectful and disrespectful, a lot of offense, I hope I will bear with me."

Song Zhixia didn't know what Song's father told him, but he had a bad premonition in his heart, and he was even more uneasy.

"I'm going to see the south wind"

Unexpectedly, he actually got up and led the way in front, "Miss Song, please come here."

The iron door was opened again, Gu Nanfeng shrank back, there were already a group of people who had come in to psychologically pressure her, she lowered her head and kept repeating in a low voice: "I don't know...... I don't know ......."

"South wind, south wind, it's me" Seeing her like this, Song Zhixia's tears that she had endured for a long time fell again.

Gu Nanfeng sat in the torture chair, her whole person was restrained, she could only squat down, hold her hand, and interlock her fingers with herself.

Her palms were cold, there was a thin layer of cold sweat, and her whole body was shivering.

"South wind, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, believe me, it's going to be fine, tomorrow...... I'll be able to get out tomorrow......"