Chapter 0020 hurts people unintentionally

"And what exactly do you want to do?"

Ling Zifeng made Cen Qingqing confused. Since she could have easily taken away the silver lock necklace, she didn't take it at that time, but she had to wait until now and snatch it in front of her, wouldn't this be against him Ling Zifeng?

"I'm not uncommon for you to break the silver lock. I'm just going to ask you one question, who gave you this silver lock. Cen Qingqing fiddled with the silver lock in her hand while squinting her eyes at Ling Zifeng, deliberately slowing down her words.

However, before Ling Zifeng could open his mouth, two police officers on the train came.

When Ling Zifeng saw the police, it was like seeing a big savior, and he hurriedly shouted: "Uncle policeman, this girl robbed me of something." ”

As soon as the two policemen heard this, they both looked at Cen Qingqing.

Cen Qingqing didn't expect Ling Zifeng to come to this trick, so that when the police saw it, their faces couldn't hold it, and they hurriedly threw things on Ling Zifeng: "It's still a big man, it's so stingy, people can't borrow it." ”

As she spoke, she explained to the police: "I just rescued this person, see that he is exquisitely made, take it and take a look, I didn't think he would be in such a hurry." Have you ever seen such a beautiful thief as me? ”

After saying that, she opened her mouth and smiled at the police.

The two policemen confused the two young men in front of them.

Seeing that the police didn't say anything, Cen Qingqing's courage grew, "Uncle policeman, you should give a reason." This man was unconscious in car 2 just now, but fortunately I saved him in time, and now, he is still framing me for stealing from him. Isn't this guy a little too much of a jerk? ”

Cen Qingqing's rescue of Ling Zifeng, the police knew about it, and the two of them actually came to do it. To understand the situation, I would like to thank Cen Qingqing for her life-saving spirit. On the other hand, it is to see if Ling Zifeng is still in danger. Unexpectedly, as soon as I arrived here, it became a case.

"If you take my things without my consent, you steal them." Ling Zifeng held the silver lock tightly in his hand and complained to the police unconvinced.

Hearing Ling Zifeng emphasize the word "stealing", the two policemen were embarrassed.

According to the rules, if Ling Zifeng is sure that Cen Qingqing stole his silver lock, then the police must judge what way to deal with it according to the value of the "stolen" things. If the value of the item exceeds 500 yuan, it is considered a criminal case and must be filed. This is a legal statement, and the police have no power at all, let alone deal with it casually. Otherwise, once the parties complain, their police uniforms may not be able to wear them firmly.

"Are you sure she stole your stuff?" The short policeman standing in front felt that it was two young men joking, so he asked in a tentative tone: "If this is the case, the nature is very serious." ”

Cen Qingqing's family lives in the family home of the Public Security Bureau, and her father is a policeman, so of course she knows the seriousness of this matter. Seeing Ling Zifeng's momentum, it seemed that he wanted to rely on her to steal the silver lock, so he was anxious: "Uncle, don't listen to his nonsense, is it worth stealing his things?" ”

Ling Zifeng originally asked the police to say it, thinking to himself, if he made things bigger, I was afraid that it would not affect it well, and he wanted to take back Cen Qingqing's words about stealing the silver lock. However, Cen Qingqing said that his silver lock was a broken toy and worthless, and the anger in his heart came up.

"Obviously, you ripped the silver lock off my neck, and said you didn't steal it." He simply insisted on it. This silver lock was given by Liu Shujun when they broke up, and in Ling Zifeng's mind, it was worth a thousand gold.

After speaking, Ling Zifeng stretched out his neck and showed it to the police. This will, the place on his neck where Cen Qingqing strangled him is still hot and painful, presumably the marks on it should still be there.

When the police saw it, there was really an obvious strangulation mark on Ling Zifeng's neck. It seems that he is telling the truth, Cen Qingqing really forcibly snatched the silver lock from him.

Now that the facts are clear, the following things are simple.

"Show me the silver lock." The police began to do what they were supposed to do.

This is a hand-crafted sterling silver lock. The front is carved with a lifelike ascetic, and behind it is a pattern of the sun and the moon shining together. Obviously, this silver lock is extremely delicately made, and it looks like it is worth a lot.

"You two, go to the train police room."

Ling Zifeng saw that the police were going to take him and Cen Qingqing away, and then he realized that something was wrong. However, things have come to this point, and if you change your words, it will be useless, so you can only obediently follow.

Inquiries, transcripts, signatures.

It didn't take long for Ling Zifeng to finish what he had to do and return to the carriage where he had been sitting.

When passing by the special seat meeting of the crew group, Ling Zifeng saw that Cen Qingqing was still in front of the police, but the difference was that she did not make a note or anything, but lay on the table.

Listen to the voice, it looks like she's crying.

Ling Zifeng knew that he had gone too far.

If it was true at the time, Cen Qingqing really didn't want to steal his silver lock, but just wanted to take a look and ask him a question, the matter was originally as simple, but now he has messed it up.

Thinking that Cen Qingqing might not be able to get off the stage this time, Ling Zifeng opened the door of the carriage and wanted to go in to explain again, but was blocked by a flight attendant: "Your affairs have been dealt with, it's none of your business, go back to your seat." ”

There was no way, Ling Zifeng had to go back to the carriage. At this time, he realized that more than five hours had passed, and the high-speed train was about to arrive at the terminal.

When he got off the train, Ling Zifeng was standing on the platform. He wanted to wait for Cen Qingqing to come out and apologize to her. However, he was left alone on the platform, and he didn't see Cen Qingqing come out.

"Will they be taken away by the police?" Ling Zifeng asked himself. But he believed that he had been observing, and he had not seen anything Cen Qingqing, not even the police.

"Could it be that this person has already disappeared from the world?"

Ling Zifeng felt that something was wrong, so he wanted to go back to the carriage to find someone. Perhaps, Cen Qingqing will still be detained by the police in the train.

However, Ling Zifeng just wanted to enter the train car again, but was stopped again.

This time, the person who stopped him was the short and fat policeman who took him and Cen Qingqing away just now.

"I'm looking for Cen Qingqing." Ling Zifeng said with a slight cry.

"What else are you looking for her? We have opened a case for the theft of your silver lock. You have to believe in the law and it will give you a satisfactory result. When the time comes, there will be a result, and you will be notified by phone. The police couldn't say anything, so they pushed Ling Zifeng out of the carriage door, "This train is about to enter the station for routine maintenance, and passengers are not allowed to enter." ”

"No, Uncle Police, Cen Qingqing didn't want to steal my silver lock, she wanted to see it, I didn't let her see it, and as a result, she directly ripped the silver lock off my neck." Ling Zifeng defended Cen Qingqing.

"Oh, that's what happened. Okay, I know what to do. You hurry up, or if someone bites you and frames you, you won't be able to eat and go around. The police still wouldn't let him into the car.

In desperation, Ling Zifeng could only leave the station with his luggage on his back.

Looking back at the huge high-speed railway station in Kyoto City, the novel design of the building did not attract Ling Zifeng's attention at all, and his heart was completely disturbed by Cen Qingqing's matter, as if he had turned over a five-flavor bottle.

(Today, "The Supreme" rushed to No. 30 on the list of new books by new authors.) In addition to being grateful, Uncle Lang is still grateful, so after three chapters in a row, it will be updated normally at night. I also look forward to more "big readers" to give strong support, and Uncle Lang will definitely update it in time. Note: Uncle Lang has an urgent matter tomorrow morning and can't be in front of the computer, so tomorrow morning's update will be postponed to the second update in the evening. ）