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A long time ago, someone said such a sentence to Qiao Weihuan.

I can't remember who that person is, but I remember that the other party was tall, backlit, and covered the sky and the sun like a black shadow. A condescending tone, a cold and dark voice, speaking Arabic.

"You're dead."

The man was right, she had died many years ago.

The first time she died, she was just 18 years old. At that time, she thought that her shoulders had been stretched out and she could walk towards the real future with Qiao's mother, so she happily smuggled out of Manchester and decisively strangled her past life.

The second time he died, it was in the Middle East. She took Qiao's mother to a strange and distant country, from the excitement at the beginning to the confusion later. Later, he was targeted by the dark eyes that wandered the streets and alleys. A woman who is helpless, unable to keep up with her physical strength and has no documents, has naturally become their food.

What happened then...... Pile by pile, piece by piece, clearly reproduced as yesterday, every minute and every second is fresh blood.

The door of normal people's survival is tightly closed, and they are indifferent and refuse to open it to her. She wanders in the gray world like a ghost, rationally sees herself in the mud, and every time she finds an opportunity, she will desperately run out, trying to escape this predicament. Only after being caught back and a few bones broken will she temporarily die down.

She knew that people could not stay in the abyss, so she did not accept her fate, and never gave up and ran away for a moment. Luckily, she managed to escape many times. Unfortunately, she has no documents, so she can only smuggle away with Qiao's mother every time, and then ...... Start another gray reincarnation.

Wandering around four countries, the histories are always strikingly similar.

It wasn't until she met Uncle Han in Syria that she and Qiao's mother finally got back to their lives.

Uncle Han is her nobleman, but she has earned it by herself to be able to have today.

So now, how can she wait to die?

The sharp iron cone fell, and it was not her life that was ruined, but the victory she had always insisted on.

The non-mainstream couldn't avoid the iron cone, so without saying a word, he picked up Qiao Weihuan, followed his strength, and his body collapsed, intending to protect people with his body.

However, Qiao Weihuan's hand reacted faster than his brain, and while being pushed away, he grabbed the non-mainstream fiercely, and pulled it hard, directly pulling the person away from the awl.

It's just that she was in a panic, and she pulled the hair of the non-mainstream, and she was not injured, but began to scream.

"Holy! Kill! I'm losing my scalp! ”

This pig-like scream soared into the sky, overwhelming the chaos in the detention room, and successfully attracted everyone's attention.

The others were blocked by the behemoth, and they could only see Qiao Weihuan pushing down like a non-mainstream horse monkey, completely unaware of how dangerous the situation was.

A woman/policeman scolded loudly: "Fang Shuyu, what kind of moth are you making trouble again!" Don't stop yet!! ”

The mountain-like woman, hearing the voice of the woman/policeman, her movements were slightly sluggish, Qiao Weihuan and Fang Shuyu immediately rolled and climbed out, Fang Shuyu was still unwilling to be lonely and shouted loudly: "It's true, sister!" She's going to kill us!! ”

"It's not messy enough, shut up for me!"

Fang Shuyu, who has a bad record, has dealt with the women/policemen here many times, and everyone knows that this person is unreliable, and he is about to annoy her, so he didn't take her words seriously at all.

After just a while, a cold light flashed under Dashan's eyes, and he quickly grabbed Qiao Weihuan's ankle and dragged the person back directly!

Qiao Weihuan's heart was slightly cold, his ankle was pinched and almost broken, his body was uncontrollably backwards, his fingers were stubbornly scratching the ground, and his other leg kicked directly towards the mountain.

hit, but the soles of the feet are soft, the fat layer cancels all the strength, the mountain does not hurt or itch, and the iron cone in his hand falls again!

The blood flow of Qiao Weihuan's whole body surged up to his brain, instantly squeezed out all the strength in his body, and bent up!

"She's going to kill me, help!!"

The women/police officers finally sensed that something was wrong, and their faces became even more serious.

Someone approached with a police baton, "What's going on?" You, turn around, and show me what you've got in your hands! ”

But she came too late, and the mountain's arm had already fallen.

Qiao Weihuan grabbed the other party's other arm, but couldn't stop it.

When the cone fell, she thought, I hope it doesn't stab her organs.

In the next second, the warm and viscous blood was already spreading, splashing all over her face like frost flowers.

There was a wave of unsettled detention in the detention room, and then there were waves.

But the narrow room was destined for all the unrest of the night, and as the women/police cautiously approached the three men, the door was kicked open from the outside, and it let out a loud bang, signaling that an earth-shattering storm was about to begin.

The people at the tip of the pyramid of society moved their hands to stir up a gust of wind under their feet. And all kinds of three religions and nine streams are mixed in, and the ignorant are swept into the center of the storm, and they don't understand what happened until they die.

This night, this detention room, was the starting point of the chaos.

A few kilometers away, Mo Xilin followed behind the whistling police/car with a heavy face, without saying a word, and pinching the steering wheel very tightly. Han Yirou and Fu Minglang were equally silent, and in this silence, there were countless worries and prayers.

The atmosphere was depressed until the detention center, and before they could enter, they saw a flash of red and blue light.

The detention center, which should have been orderly and serious, was so busy that it was unsettling.

What's even more terrifying is that many of them are mixed with doctors and nurses in white coats, describing them as being in a hurry and having wind under their feet.

Team Liang got out of the car with an ugly face, strode into the detention center, grabbed a person's collar casually, and asked simply and rudely: "How is Qiao Weihuan?!" ”

This person has a low position, knows the uniform/uniform, but does not know the Liang team, and was so confused by his voice that he covered his ears and shouted: "I don't know yet, I sent it to the Army/Military General Hospital for first aid!" ”

At the end, he shouted, "Which team are you?" ”

Team Liang didn't have time to care about it, turned around, waved his big hand, and summoned a group of colleagues and Moxi who were also ugly in the back butt to them: "Go, go to the Army/Army General Hospital!" ”

However, at this time, Qiao Weihuan did not go to the army/army hospital, she was still in the ambulance.

Next to her, Fang Shuyu lay down like her, crying out in pain. She stretched out her hand tremblingly, covered her bleeding face, and howled: "Axi, it's ugly, you don't need to look at it now!" ”

The awl on the mountain was stopped by Fang Shuyu.

At that time, Fang Shuyu rushed back desperately, hugged Dashan's thick arm, and scuffled with the other party. When the women/police officers came over and separated the two people, Fang Shuyu's face had a scarlet and hideous wound that ran through her entire left cheek.

The medical staff checked the infusion, heard the words, and comforted her: "It's okay, how developed the medical level is now, the wound on your face may not have a scar, it is really not good, and skin grafting is also possible." ”

Fang Shuyu immediately stopped wailing, stretched out his hand and pointed to his bloody face and asked, "How can it be good?" ”

"Take medicine well, take medicine, don't touch the wound, don't touch the itch, and then avoid ...... when recuperating from the injury"

"I know, I know, I don't eat spicy and cold leeks and eggs, can you touch tobacco and alcohol?"

The medical nurse twitched his face and said angrily: "Yes!" At most, don't be cheeky! ”

"Don't let me touch cigarettes and alcohol, then I'd better be ashamed!" Fang Shuyu wanted to roll up, but was pressed back by the medical staff, so he had to have no love, "I'm still grafting, I don't know if that thing is expensive, I don't have any money." Doctor, do you think it would be cheaper if I don't plant human skin and pig skin......

Qiao Weihuan was not seriously injured, only had a wound on his back, and now he was lying on his side peacefully.

She couldn't help but smile when she saw Fang Shuyu rolling her eyes angrily.

"I have money, you can smoke it, if you can't take care of the injury, we will graft the skin."

Fang Shuyu paused, and his eyes turned to her, "It's okay, I'll help you do righteous and courageous, I don't expect you to repay me, don't take it to heart." ”

Qiao Wei smiled but did not answer, his eyes were calm, as if he had not experienced the turmoil of this night.

There were police/cars on the road, and the ambulance drove to the army/army headquarters more smoothly than before, Qiao Weihuan and Fang Shuyu were surrounded by a group of people and pushed forward, and soon parted ways.

After treating the wound, Qiao Weihuan was pushed out of the emergency room, and Han Yirou, who was waiting outside, quickly pounced on it, poked Qiao Weihuan up and down with her eyes, and her voice trembled a little, "Huan'er, does it hurt?" ”

Qiao Weihuan blinked, his eyes swept around Fu Minglang and Mo Xilin's haggard faces, and turned his head to look at her, "It doesn't hurt, it's just a little bit of broken skin, don't make a fuss." ”

This sentence made Han Yirou almost cry.

However, they didn't have much time to talk, so Team Liang entered the ward and directly took out his documents, "Qiao Weihuan, I'm from the provincial department, there are some situations to know from you, you and your friends will talk later?" ”

Qiao Weihuan sat up with the strength of Han Yirou, and drove everyone out across the river and demolished the bridge, leaving only her and the Liang team.

Team Liang handled things neatly and straightforwardly: "To make a long story short, the case you are involved in is a bit complicated, we have found another suspect and are closely following, but your suspicion has not been completely ruled out, we hope that you will not leave City B for the time being, and wait for the summons at any time." ”

Qiao Weihuan nodded very cooperatively, "It should be." ”

"Think about last Thursday night, if you think about it, are there any details that have been missed?"

"What do you call it?"

"My surname is Liang."

"Officer Liang, I remember one thing, I don't know if it has anything to do with this case." Qiao Weihuan glanced at Team Liang, "When I first entered the city bureau, a public lawyer named Qiao Changzhou said something very strange to me. ”

Team Liang was stunned for a moment, her brows furrowed, and she intuitively felt that what she was going to say was important.

"What?"

"My file was lost, and I had to go through the formalities at the age of 21. But you know that there is no way to supplement the original information, so you can only find the relevant unit to issue a certificate. So, compared to the average person, my file is actually incomplete. ”

Qiao Weihuan coughed lightly, lay on the pillow weakly on his side, and looked at the Shangliang team without dodging.

"The lawyer said that the police/prosecutor originally thought that there was a problem with my file and wanted to investigate my previous situation, but he felt that it was unnecessary, so he asked the police officers to stop the investigation...... I'm curious, can influence the police/prosecutor's case-handling procedures, does the public lawyer have such a big power? ”

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Remember for a second No pop-ups

……

A long time ago, someone said such a sentence to Qiao Weihuan.

I can't remember who that person is, but I remember that the other party was tall, backlit, and covered the sky and the sun like a black shadow. A condescending tone, a cold and dark voice, speaking Arabic.

"You're dead."

The man was right, she had died many years ago.

The first time she died, she was just 18 years old. At that time, she thought that her shoulders had been stretched out and she could walk towards the real future with Qiao's mother, so she happily smuggled out of Manchester and decisively strangled her past life.

The second time he died, it was in the Middle East. She took Qiao's mother to a strange and distant country, from the excitement at the beginning to the confusion later. Later, he was targeted by the dark eyes that wandered the streets and alleys. A woman who is helpless, unable to keep up with her physical strength and has no documents, has naturally become their food.

What happened then...... Pile by pile, piece by piece, clearly reproduced as yesterday, every minute and every second is fresh blood.

The door of normal people's survival is tightly closed, and they are indifferent and refuse to open it to her. She wanders in the gray world like a ghost, rationally sees herself in the mud, and every time she finds an opportunity, she will desperately run out, trying to escape this predicament. Only after being caught back and a few bones broken will she temporarily die down.

She knew that people could not stay in the abyss, so she did not accept her fate, and never gave up and ran away for a moment. Luckily, she managed to escape many times. Unfortunately, she has no documents, so she can only smuggle away with Qiao's mother every time, and then ...... Start another gray reincarnation.

Wandering around four countries, the histories are always strikingly similar.

It wasn't until she met Uncle Han in Syria that she and Qiao's mother finally got back to their lives.

Uncle Han is her nobleman, but she has earned it by herself to be able to have today.

So now, how can she wait to die?

The sharp iron cone fell, and it was not her life that was ruined, but the victory she had always insisted on.

The non-mainstream couldn't avoid the iron cone, so without saying a word, he picked up Qiao Weihuan, followed his strength, and his body collapsed, intending to protect people with his body.

However, Qiao Weihuan's hand reacted faster than his brain, and while being pushed away, he grabbed the non-mainstream fiercely, and pulled it hard, directly pulling the person away from the awl.

It's just that she was in a panic, and she pulled the hair of the non-mainstream, and she was not injured, but began to scream.

"Holy! Kill! I'm losing my scalp! ”

This pig-like scream soared into the sky, overwhelming the chaos in the detention room, and successfully attracted everyone's attention.

The others were blocked by the behemoth, and they could only see Qiao Weihuan pushing down like a non-mainstream horse monkey, completely unaware of how dangerous the situation was.

A woman/policeman scolded loudly: "Fang Shuyu, what kind of moth are you making trouble again!" Don't stop yet!! ”

The mountain-like woman, hearing the voice of the woman/policeman, her movements were slightly sluggish, Qiao Weihuan and Fang Shuyu immediately rolled and climbed out, Fang Shuyu was still unwilling to be lonely and shouted loudly: "It's true, sister!" She's going to kill us!! ”

"It's not messy enough, shut up for me!"

Fang Shuyu, who has a bad record, has dealt with the women/policemen here many times, and everyone knows that this person is unreliable, and he is about to annoy her, so he didn't take her words seriously at all.

After just a while, a cold light flashed under Dashan's eyes, and he quickly grabbed Qiao Weihuan's ankle and dragged the person back directly!

Qiao Weihuan's heart was slightly cold, his ankle was pinched and almost broken, his body was uncontrollably backwards, his fingers were stubbornly scratching the ground, and his other leg kicked directly towards the mountain.

hit, but the soles of the feet are soft, the fat layer cancels all the strength, the mountain does not hurt or itch, and the iron cone in his hand falls again!

The blood flow of Qiao Weihuan's whole body surged up to his brain, instantly squeezed out all the strength in his body, and bent up!

"She's going to kill me, help!!"

The women/police officers finally sensed that something was wrong, and their faces became even more serious.

Someone approached with a police baton, "What's going on?" You, turn around, and show me what you've got in your hands! ”

But she came too late, and the mountain's arm had already fallen.

Qiao Weihuan grabbed the other party's other arm, but couldn't stop it.

When the cone fell, she thought, I hope it doesn't stab her organs.

In the next second, the warm and viscous blood was already spreading, splashing all over her face like frost flowers.

There was a wave of unsettled detention in the detention room, and then there were waves.

But the narrow room was destined for all the unrest of the night, and as the women/police cautiously approached the three men, the door was kicked open from the outside, and it let out a loud bang, signaling that an earth-shattering storm was about to begin.

The people at the tip of the pyramid of society moved their hands to stir up a gust of wind under their feet. And all kinds of three religions and nine streams are mixed in, and the ignorant are swept into the center of the storm, and they don't understand what happened until they die.

This night, this detention room, was the starting point of the chaos.

A few kilometers away, Mo Xilin followed behind the whistling police/car with a heavy face, without saying a word, and pinching the steering wheel very tightly. Han Yirou and Fu Minglang were equally silent, and in this silence, there were countless worries and prayers.

The atmosphere was depressed until the detention center, and before they could enter, they saw a flash of red and blue light.

The detention center, which should have been orderly and serious, was so busy that it was unsettling.

What's even more terrifying is that many of them are mixed with doctors and nurses in white coats, describing them as being in a hurry and having wind under their feet.

Team Liang got out of the car with an ugly face, strode into the detention center, grabbed a person's collar casually, and asked simply and rudely: "How is Qiao Weihuan?!" ”

This person has a low position, knows the uniform/uniform, but does not know the Liang team, and was so confused by his voice that he covered his ears and shouted: "I don't know yet, I sent it to the Army/Military General Hospital for first aid!" ”

At the end, he shouted, "Which team are you?" ”

Team Liang didn't have time to care about it, turned around, waved his big hand, and summoned a group of colleagues and Moxi who were also ugly in the back butt to them: "Go, go to the Army/Army General Hospital!" ”

However, at this time, Qiao Weihuan did not go to the army/army hospital, she was still in the ambulance.

Next to her, Fang Shuyu lay down like her, crying out in pain. She stretched out her hand tremblingly, covered her bleeding face, and howled: "Axi, it's ugly, you don't need to look at it now!" ”

The awl on the mountain was stopped by Fang Shuyu.

At that time, Fang Shuyu rushed back desperately, hugged Dashan's thick arm, and scuffled with the other party. When the women/police officers came over and separated the two people, Fang Shuyu's face had a scarlet and hideous wound that ran through her entire left cheek.

The medical staff checked the infusion, heard the words, and comforted her: "It's okay, how developed the medical level is now, the wound on your face may not have a scar, it is really not good, and skin grafting is also possible." ”

Fang Shuyu immediately stopped wailing, stretched out his hand and pointed to his bloody face and asked, "How can it be good?" ”

"Take medicine well, take medicine, don't touch the wound, don't touch the itch, and then avoid ...... when recuperating from the injury"

"I know, I know, I don't eat spicy and cold leeks and eggs, can you touch tobacco and alcohol?"

The medical nurse twitched his face and said angrily: "Yes!" At most, don't be cheeky! ”

"Don't let me touch cigarettes and alcohol, then I'd better be ashamed!" Fang Shuyu wanted to roll up, but was pressed back by the medical staff, so he had to have no love, "I'm still grafting, I don't know if that thing is expensive, I don't have any money." Doctor, do you think it would be cheaper if I don't plant human skin and pig skin......

Qiao Weihuan was not seriously injured, only had a wound on his back, and now he was lying on his side peacefully.

She couldn't help but smile when she saw Fang Shuyu rolling her eyes angrily.

"I have money, you can smoke it, if you can't take care of the injury, we will graft the skin."

Fang Shuyu paused, and his eyes turned to her, "It's okay, I'll help you do righteous and courageous, I don't expect you to repay me, don't take it to heart." ”

Qiao Wei smiled but did not answer, his eyes were calm, as if he had not experienced the turmoil of this night.

There were police/cars on the road, and the ambulance drove to the army/army headquarters more smoothly than before, Qiao Weihuan and Fang Shuyu were surrounded by a group of people and pushed forward, and soon parted ways.

After treating the wound, Qiao Weihuan was pushed out of the emergency room, and Han Yirou, who was waiting outside, quickly pounced on it, poked Qiao Weihuan up and down with her eyes, and her voice trembled a little, "Huan'er, does it hurt?" ”

Qiao Weihuan blinked, his eyes swept around Fu Minglang and Mo Xilin's haggard faces, and turned his head to look at her, "It doesn't hurt, it's just a little bit of broken skin, don't make a fuss." ”

This sentence made Han Yirou almost cry.

However, they didn't have much time to talk, so Team Liang entered the ward and directly took out his documents, "Qiao Weihuan, I'm from the provincial department, there are some situations to know from you, you and your friends will talk later?" ”

Qiao Weihuan sat up with the strength of Han Yirou, and drove everyone out across the river and demolished the bridge, leaving only her and the Liang team.

Team Liang handled things neatly and straightforwardly: "To make a long story short, the case you are involved in is a bit complicated, we have found another suspect and are closely following, but your suspicion has not been completely ruled out, we hope that you will not leave City B for the time being, and wait for the summons at any time." ”

Qiao Weihuan nodded very cooperatively, "It should be." ”

"Think about last Thursday night, if you think about it, are there any details that have been missed?"

"What do you call it?"

"My surname is Liang."

"Officer Liang, I remember one thing, I don't know if it has anything to do with this case." Qiao Weihuan glanced at Team Liang, "When I first entered the city bureau, a public lawyer named Qiao Changzhou said something very strange to me. ”

Team Liang was stunned for a moment, her brows furrowed, and she intuitively felt that what she was going to say was important.

"What?"

"My file was lost, and I had to go through the formalities at the age of 21. But you know that there is no way to supplement the original information, so you can only find the relevant unit to issue a certificate. So, compared to the average person, my file is actually incomplete. ”

Qiao Weihuan coughed lightly, lay on the pillow weakly on his side, and looked at the Shangliang team without dodging.

"The lawyer said that the police/prosecutor originally thought that there was a problem with my file and wanted to investigate my previous situation, but he felt that it was unnecessary, so he asked the police officers to stop the investigation...... I'm curious, can influence the police/prosecutor's case-handling procedures, does the public lawyer have such a big power? ”

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