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"Sister Hu, you are more familiar with this aspect, you can deal with the beginning and end here. What did this girl mention, help her deal with it. ”

"You're really good at supporting people." Hu Yanan spread his hands a little dissatisfied, "Forget it, the old lady is looking at Xiaoyue's face and helping you this time." You're kind enough to help with this kind little mess? There are so many injustices in this world, do you still want to take care of them all? ”

Mu Fan picked up Huang Weiwei and said as she walked out of the alley: "After all, she was involved because of us, since we are fated to meet, this kind of small favor can help if you can." It's not a bad thing to make the world a cleaner place, you say? ”

"Stop, stop, my mother will do it immediately, don't read the scriptures with me here." Hu Yanan immediately took out his mobile phone and prepared to greet his subordinates. just suddenly remembered something, and shouted from afar: "By the way, remember to tell that kid Yu Qinghou, and report to the old lady to the city criminal police team tomorrow!" ”

"Got it." Mu Fan waved his hand to signal that he heard it, as for what Hou Ye thought, he could only ask for more blessings.

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The next day, early in the morning.

As her consciousness gradually regained consciousness, Huang Weiwei only felt as if her skull was about to explode, with bursts of pain. His lips were dry, and his whole body seemed to have been roasted in a gossip oven, constantly transmitting signals to his brain that he was short of water.

Yourself, what's going on? The hand was a little disobedient, and it was lifted but fell heavily. It's not like tiredness, but it's a bit like you're manipulating a body that doesn't belong to you, with a strange strangeness. Huang Weiwei tried several times, and finally succeeded in opening her eyelids, and her eyes were blurred for a while, and then her vision gradually gathered, and she saw a white ceiling.

White ceilings? Huang Weiwei only felt that her whole body was excited, and the ceiling in her bedroom was not this color! There was a panic in my heart, and the strength of my arm came out of nowhere, and I hurriedly checked my clothes - fortunately, it looked neat, and nothing bad seemed to have happened.

Breathing a sigh of relief, Huang Weiwei felt a little stronger, raised her head and looked around: Fortunately, it looks like this should also be a girl's room. It's not as pink as my room, but the small decorations around me are full of girlish thoughts, so I guess it took a lot of time to prepare, right? Judging from the surrounding decorations and bookshelves, Huang Weiwei can already sketch the image of a girl next door who likes to read.

Last night, I seemed to ...... Scattered and scattered, Huang Weiwei's eyes seemed to be flashing with various fragmentary scenes, and the picture was full of miserable white sword light and flying blood.

Yesterday, last night...... There was another pain in her mind, Huang Weiwei couldn't help covering her forehead, leaning against her knees and moaning lowly.

The door was gently pushed open, and then the familiar voice came to my ear: "Are you awake?" ”

With a slight panic in her heart, Huang Weiwei raised her head, and standing at the head of her bed was Mu Fan with a smile on her face, holding a glass of water in her hand: "Mu Fan? ”

"Let's drink some water first, my lips are cracked. This is Yunqi's room, and I can't wake you up, so I can only wait for you to wake up by yourself. Mu Fan handed her the water cup and said softly.

Huang Weiwei took it, lowered her head and took a sip, although she still tried her best to maintain her demeanor, the speed of drinking water was not slow, and the water cup had bottomed out in a short time. Her stomach seemed to be very thirsty, and Huang Weiwei's face was flushed: "That, I ......"

Mu Fan smiled and took the cup: "I'll pour another cup, you have been sweating yesterday, and it is normal to be thirsty." With that, Mu Fan turned around and went downstairs.

Yesterday...... Huang Weiwei closed her eyes tightly. was mentioned by Mu Fan, and yesterday's scene, which seemed to have been forgotten by his subconscious, appeared very clearly in front of his eyes. That little rascal, the little rascal with a knife was lightly pointed at by himself, and it turned into a tragic scene like Ling Chi......

It seems that he was like a cold grim reaper at that time, looking at each other with no emotion in his eyes, just like a butcher looking at a pig and dog, and seemed to be weighing fat and thin. Is that terrible indifference really yourself? That attitude of not taking human life seriously at all, will it be yourself?

Thinking of this, Huang Weiwei's face instantly turned pale, and the blood seemed to appear in front of her eyes, only to feel a churning in her stomach, and she involuntarily lay on the edge of the bed, retching violently. Trying to get that scene out of her mind, Huang Weiwei recovered slightly, but her eyes fell on the shoes at the head of the bed: at the tip of the shoe, a small blood spot that should have been accidentally splashed was very conspicuous, and Huang Weiwei felt the world spinning in front of her again.

Maybe only a moment later, maybe I don't know how long it took, a soft sigh sounded in my ears, and then Mu Fan's familiar voice: "It's all over, it's okay, it's really okay......"

The voice fell, and his body was gently lifted up, and then he felt his head resting on a warm chest, with a reassuring aura.

Mu Fan took her in his arms, patted her back gently, and patiently waited for her to calm down. I don't know if it was his persuasion or some other reason, after a while, Huang Weiwei's face looked better.

Huang Weiwei didn't get up, she was still lying in Mu Fan's arms, and asked a little timidly: "I, did I really do that thing yesterday?" There was some trembling voice, with an inexplicable desolation, his eyes were like deer, and his eyes were full of supplication and boundless horror.

Looking at Huang Weiwei's appearance, Mu Fan couldn't say anything about the word "yes". After thinking about it for a while, Mu Fan just asked softly: "Weiwei, what kind of people do you think?" ”

Huang Weiwei blinked, with a little doubt: "What's wrong?" Of course, the one who wants to be sentenced to death? ”

"Where's that little rascal yesterday?" Mu Fan continued to ask, "You also saw that girl yesterday, she is innocent, right?" But if we hadn't shown up yesterday, you should have guessed what would have happened, right? ”

When it came to yesterday's incident, Huang Weiwei's face was a little ruddy just now, and after a long time, she said, "I know...... But, that should also be done by the police......"

Mu Fan smiled lightly, shook his head and said, "Weiwei, let's not discuss the question of who should sanction it first, only discuss whether that little rascal should be damned, okay?" That woman yesterday was obviously the kind of person who would rather bend than bend, and if we hadn't shown up, she would probably have died there, you know? "Mobile phone users, please visit wènhttp://mnet

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