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"I'm not an outsider, I'm a public lawyer."

Qiao Changzhou sat down upright, picked up the transcript on the table decently, looked at it, and put it down.

"Miss Qiao and Mr. Mo broke up, and it seems that the relationship is still very good."

"I don't remember asking the court to appoint a lawyer for me." Qiao Weihuan smiled softly, "So Mr. Qiao, if you have something to say, please get out if it's okay." ”

Qiao Changzhou couldn't move, and his expression didn't change for a moment, "Miss Qiao, don't be so angry, I'm here to help you." ”

Qiao Weihuan: "Hehe." ”

"It's like Miss Qiao's file is only after the age of twenty-one, or I don't think it's necessary, so the police officers stopped the investigation, otherwise Miss Qiao's previous affairs may have been revealed, and those crimes are no less serious than homicide."

Qiao Weihuan's face cracked for a moment, and his chest began to rise and fall violently-

How could this person possibly know about her past?!

No, when she returned to China, Uncle Han spent a lot of effort to register her, and there was no problem with her identity. What she has done in the Middle East, the domestic police can't control it, even if it is known, Qiao Changzhou will not use this to threaten her, because there is no deterrent, let alone evidence.

It's Qiao Changzhou who is cheating her!

Qiao Weihuan quickly adjusted her expression, her eyebrows and eyes were faint, "Mr. Qiao, it's not a good habit to fire guns with a mouthful, be careful of rotten tongues in the future." ”

Tough cookie.

However, the gaffe at that moment was still captured by Qiao Changzhou, who had a vicious eye.

"Miss Qiao, let's not talk darkly, the current situation is very unfavorable to you, whether you admit guilt or not, it is impossible to get out of this matter. If you take the initiative to confess, you may also try to be lenient and see if it will be judged according to excessive defense. ”

Qiao Weihuan's heart was beating wildly, she raised her eyes, and met Qiao Changzhou Sven's face, "Do I want to thank you for reminding me that if I don't take the initiative to confess, my sentence will be very long?" ”

"It's just a kind word, you're welcome."

Qiao Changzhou strode to the door, opened the door, and the police/inspector outside the door was waiting with a desk lamp.

"Regardless of whether what is said is true or false, it would be nice to suffer less sin, what are you doing in one breath? After admitting your guilt, you just ate a meal with clear soup and little water for a few years, and when you come out later, you will have a chance to make a comeback. If you continue to hold on, it will really be determined as intentional homicide, and then it will be a suspended death sentence and a sentence of one or two decades, and you will come out later, and it will be scrapped. ”

Qiao Weihuan smiled, and for the first time in his life, he used Chinese characters to explode into foul language: "Get out of your mother." ”

It was originally a trumped-up charge, she confessed to a yarn!

Qiao Changzhou, who was scolded, kept his expression unchanged, and smiled and made way for the police/inspector.

The lamp was placed on the table and twisted open.

The dazzling light was close at hand, the heat of the bulb was blowing in her face, Qiao Weihuan closed her eyes at the beginning, and the heat still made her face tight.

The hand on the knee was grabbed and pulled high, and finally around the shoulder and neck, and handcuffed to the back of the chair with another handcuff.

Qiao Changzhou raised his feet and left, and the person behind him suddenly asked.

"You guys made this, is it because of He Zhengxiao?"

The policeman was obviously stunned, looked at her in a fog, and then looked at Qiao Changzhou.

Qiao Changzhou's mask-like face finally cracked a little, and then gradually smiled.

Qiao Weihuan knew the answer and sneered softly.

"If you want to use me to threaten or retaliate against him, you're looking for the wrong person. We were divided, just last week. ”

Qiao Changzhou took out the glasses cloth from his pocket, took off his glasses and wiped them, turned around, and looked Qiao Weihuan up and down with a pair of eyes.

He knew why Demville was so fascinated.

She is very smart, and she is incredibly sober, and her first reaction when she is in trouble is to survive, she does not panic and cry, and she does not forget to test him in turn when she sees a dead end, in case he says that if he leaks his mouth, things will be in trouble.

It's an interesting woman.

Unfortunately, whether Demville separated from her or not, she was always the only breakthrough for the man, and it was inevitable that he would continue to suffer.

Qiao Changzhou put his glasses back on, "Miss Qiao, it's a good choice to tell the lawyer the truth." Hope I come down and come back and you can confess to me. ”

Outside the hospital, the plaster cast on Fu Minglang's arm had not been removed, so he left the inpatient department in a hurry and rushed to the red CRV with double flashes.

The co-pilot's door opened wide, and Han Yirou squeezed the steering wheel tightly, his eyes as red as blood.

"Slow down...... No, hurry up! ”

Han Yirou cried silently all the way, her car still drove to the police station like a rocket, and was finally stopped outside the door.

The police/prosecutor said: "According to the regulations, Qiao Weihuan is not allowed to see his family now, you can come back in two days!" ”

Han Yirou angrily pushed the policeman/inspector, "Two days, two days...... Everything is decided in two days, Huan'er should eat in prison, what else can we do?! ”

The police/inspector frowned, and brushed Han Yirou away, "You still dare to attack the police?" Quite bold! What's the matter, you want to go in with her too? ”

Fu Minglang hugged the emotional Han Yirou and dragged him out of the police station.

Back in the car, Han Yirou covered her face with her uncontrollable hands and cried for a while.

Huan'er was suffering, but she couldn't do anything, not even to see her.

She hated her powerlessness so much that she was about to suffocate.

Fu Minglang's eyes were very red, his hands that had not been put on a plaster cast were clenched into fists, and his clear voice became low and obscure, "Sister Han, let's go to Chairman Mo, he should be able to find a way to let Sister out!" ”

"I've been in touch with him and he's still working around......"

Han Yirou put down her hand, wiped the water on her face fiercely, and started the car with her arm shaking.

"Let's go find that man, if it's him, Huan'er will be fine!"

The last time we met, Qiao Weihuan briefly said where she lived. Han Yirou relied on her memory to find the past, drove around the mountain a few times, and saw the small road hidden behind the leafy branches.

The car went up the winding path, and ten minutes later, she and Fu Minglang found the hidden and solemn villa.

The yard was very quiet, Han Yirou got out of the car, rang the doorbell for a long time, and no one came out, anxiously wanting to climb the wall, but fortunately Fu Minglang stopped her.

Without He Zhengxiao's contact information, Han Yirou had to sit in the car with Fu Minglang and wait. After two hours of anxiety, the courtyard door opened, and the white Maybach Landaulet appeared in view.

Han Yirou and Fu Minglang got out of the car together and stopped Maybach, who was about to drive out of the yard.

"Young Master......" After Uncle Zhong stepped on the brakes, he turned back with some hesitation, "This young lady is Miss Qiao's friend." ”

In the back seat of the car, He Zhengxiao leaned on the seat, his long legs folded, and his eyes closed. Under the deep eye sockets, the bridge of the nose is straight, the thin lips are slightly hooked, and the cold dark gray on the body reflects the cold and impersonal feelings.

"Huh?"

Uncle Zhong was startled and hurriedly turned around.

If he heard it right, that "um" means "so what".

Han Yirou stopped Maybach, but no one got out of the car, trotted to the position of the rear door, and hurriedly pulled the car door. Seeing that the door didn't open, he started to shoot the window again.

"Mr. He, something happened to Huan'er! The police/prosecutor said that she killed someone, and the evidence is very strong, and Huan'er is very likely to go to prison! She's been in the police station for three days, and no one can see her, can you help her get her out of it? ”

"Mr. He, are you in there?"

"Mr. He?!"

Han Yirou knocked on the window of the car for a long time, but Maybach's response was slow. She was startled, and her heart was half cold.

He Zhengxiao: This is ...... Don't plan to care about Huan'er?

Han Yirou panicked suddenly, stood in place at a loss, and saw that the car was about to drive out of the yard, and stopped abruptly.

Fu Minglang hugged the front of the car, stared at the unclear rear compartment, and shouted: "Mr. He, my sister has a bad temper, and it is very likely that she will fight with people to the end, and she doesn't know what kind of treatment she will be treated in the police station as a woman!" I beg you, even if you don't help my sister out, can you find a way for us to go in and take a look at her and know how she is now? ”

Fu Minglang took two steps back, followed, knelt down with a thud, and said with red eyes: "For the sake of my sister and you, for the sake of her being a woman, I beg you......"

"Minglang, we don't ask him!"

Han Yirou came back to her senses, quickly ran to Fu Minglang's side, pulled him up, the tears in her eyes were not falling, but she stared at the door that had never been opened.

"I thought you had feelings for Huan'er, and persuaded Huan'er to be honest with you and be good with you, but I didn't expect you to be so desperate! Fortunately, Huan'er is smart, she has long seen through your impersonalness, she doesn't like you at all, and kicked you! ”

As she spoke, the sourness in her heart became thicker and thicker, making her almost speechless.

"It's good that you are divided, a heartless person like you is not worthy of her at all! I warn you, no matter whether Huan'er can come out this time or not, you stay away from her in the future, otherwise I will ......"

Han Yirou looked left and right, and finally hit the front of the Maybach and ran it hard.

"I'll prick your tires every day!"

Uncle Zhong: "......"

He watched the two of them walk away, and he didn't come back to his senses until a low and hoarse voice sounded behind him: "Uncle Zhong." ”

Uncle Zhong quickly lost his expression and continued to drive quietly.

Three p.m., golf course.

The slightly fat man stepped into the lobby, and the owner of the stadium hurriedly greeted him. Meng Yuande was not tall, he bent down a little respectfully, "Old Meng, you are here, I am here to shine." ”

Meng Yuande's chin was round, his smiling face was not old, and he was kind like a bodhisattva: "Where is it." ”

His eyes wandered around the lobby, followed by a pat on his stomach, and said kindly, "You're good here, another day, if we want to play again, I'll tell them about your place." When they come, you'll know what it means to be really blooming, haha! ”

The stadium owner swallowed, a little nervous, and a little excited.

Meng Lao probably said it casually, but if the people in his circle really came, he might become a good place for those big names to go in the future.

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Remember for a second No pop-ups

"I'm not an outsider, I'm a public lawyer."

Qiao Changzhou sat down upright, picked up the transcript on the table decently, looked at it, and put it down.

"Miss Qiao and Mr. Mo broke up, and it seems that the relationship is still very good."

"I don't remember asking the court to appoint a lawyer for me." Qiao Weihuan smiled softly, "So Mr. Qiao, if you have something to say, please get out if it's okay." ”

Qiao Changzhou couldn't move, and his expression didn't change for a moment, "Miss Qiao, don't be so angry, I'm here to help you." ”

Qiao Weihuan: "Hehe." ”

"It's like Miss Qiao's file is only after the age of twenty-one, or I don't think it's necessary, so the police officers stopped the investigation, otherwise Miss Qiao's previous affairs may have been revealed, and those crimes are no less serious than homicide."

Qiao Weihuan's face cracked for a moment, and his chest began to rise and fall violently-

How could this person possibly know about her past?!

No, when she returned to China, Uncle Han spent a lot of effort to register her, and there was no problem with her identity. What she has done in the Middle East, the domestic police can't control it, even if it is known, Qiao Changzhou will not use this to threaten her, because there is no deterrent, let alone evidence.

It's Qiao Changzhou who is cheating her!

Qiao Weihuan quickly adjusted her expression, her eyebrows and eyes were faint, "Mr. Qiao, it's not a good habit to fire guns with a mouthful, be careful of rotten tongues in the future." ”

Tough cookie.

However, the gaffe at that moment was still captured by Qiao Changzhou, who had a vicious eye.

"Miss Qiao, let's not talk darkly, the current situation is very unfavorable to you, whether you admit guilt or not, it is impossible to get out of this matter. If you take the initiative to confess, you may also try to be lenient and see if it will be judged according to excessive defense. ”

Qiao Weihuan's heart was beating wildly, she raised her eyes, and met Qiao Changzhou Sven's face, "Do I want to thank you for reminding me that if I don't take the initiative to confess, my sentence will be very long?" ”

"It's just a kind word, you're welcome."

Qiao Changzhou strode to the door, opened the door, and the police/inspector outside the door was waiting with a desk lamp.

"Regardless of whether what is said is true or false, it would be nice to suffer less sin, what are you doing in one breath? After admitting your guilt, you just ate a meal with clear soup and little water for a few years, and when you come out later, you will have a chance to make a comeback. If you continue to hold on, it will really be determined as intentional homicide, and then it will be a suspended death sentence and a sentence of one or two decades, and you will come out later, and it will be scrapped. ”

Qiao Weihuan smiled, and for the first time in his life, he used Chinese characters to explode into foul language: "Get out of your mother." ”

It was originally a trumped-up charge, she confessed to a yarn!

Qiao Changzhou, who was scolded, kept his expression unchanged, and smiled and made way for the police/inspector.

The lamp was placed on the table and twisted open.

The dazzling light was close at hand, the heat of the bulb was blowing in her face, Qiao Weihuan closed her eyes at the beginning, and the heat still made her face tight.

The hand on the knee was grabbed and pulled high, and finally around the shoulder and neck, and handcuffed to the back of the chair with another handcuff.

Qiao Changzhou raised his feet and left, and the person behind him suddenly asked.

"You guys made this, is it because of He Zhengxiao?"

The policeman was obviously stunned, looked at her in a fog, and then looked at Qiao Changzhou.

Qiao Changzhou's mask-like face finally cracked a little, and then gradually smiled.

Qiao Weihuan knew the answer and sneered softly.

"If you want to use me to threaten or retaliate against him, you're looking for the wrong person. We were divided, just last week. ”

Qiao Changzhou took out the glasses cloth from his pocket, took off his glasses and wiped them, turned around, and looked Qiao Weihuan up and down with a pair of eyes.

He knew why Demville was so fascinated.

She is very smart, and she is incredibly sober, and her first reaction when she is in trouble is to survive, she does not panic and cry, and she does not forget to test him in turn when she sees a dead end, in case he says that if he leaks his mouth, things will be in trouble.

It's an interesting woman.

Unfortunately, whether Demville separated from her or not, she was always the only breakthrough for the man, and it was inevitable that he would continue to suffer.

Qiao Changzhou put his glasses back on, "Miss Qiao, it's a good choice to tell the lawyer the truth." Hope I come down and come back and you can confess to me. ”

Outside the hospital, the plaster cast on Fu Minglang's arm had not been removed, so he left the inpatient department in a hurry and rushed to the red CRV with double flashes.

The co-pilot's door opened wide, and Han Yirou squeezed the steering wheel tightly, his eyes as red as blood.

"Slow down...... No, hurry up! ”

Han Yirou cried silently all the way, her car still drove to the police station like a rocket, and was finally stopped outside the door.

The police/prosecutor said: "According to the regulations, Qiao Weihuan is not allowed to see his family now, you can come back in two days!" ”

Han Yirou angrily pushed the policeman/inspector, "Two days, two days...... Everything is decided in two days, Huan'er should eat in prison, what else can we do?! ”

The police/inspector frowned, and brushed Han Yirou away, "You still dare to attack the police?" Quite bold! What's the matter, you want to go in with her too? ”

Fu Minglang hugged the emotional Han Yirou and dragged him out of the police station.

Back in the car, Han Yirou covered her face with her uncontrollable hands and cried for a while.

Huan'er was suffering, but she couldn't do anything, not even to see her.

She hated her powerlessness so much that she was about to suffocate.

Fu Minglang's eyes were very red, his hands that had not been put on a plaster cast were clenched into fists, and his clear voice became low and obscure, "Sister Han, let's go to Chairman Mo, he should be able to find a way to let Sister out!" ”

"I've been in touch with him and he's still working around......"

Han Yirou put down her hand, wiped the water on her face fiercely, and started the car with her arm shaking.

"Let's go find that man, if it's him, Huan'er will be fine!"

The last time we met, Qiao Weihuan briefly said where she lived. Han Yirou relied on her memory to find the past, drove around the mountain a few times, and saw the small road hidden behind the leafy branches.

The car went up the winding path, and ten minutes later, she and Fu Minglang found the hidden and solemn villa.

The yard was very quiet, Han Yirou got out of the car, rang the doorbell for a long time, and no one came out, anxiously wanting to climb the wall, but fortunately Fu Minglang stopped her.

Without He Zhengxiao's contact information, Han Yirou had to sit in the car with Fu Minglang and wait. After two hours of anxiety, the courtyard door opened, and the white Maybach Landaulet appeared in view.

Han Yirou and Fu Minglang got out of the car together and stopped Maybach, who was about to drive out of the yard.

"Young Master......" After Uncle Zhong stepped on the brakes, he turned back with some hesitation, "This young lady is Miss Qiao's friend." ”

In the back seat of the car, He Zhengxiao leaned on the seat, his long legs folded, and his eyes closed. Under the deep eye sockets, the bridge of the nose is straight, the thin lips are slightly hooked, and the cold dark gray on the body reflects the cold and impersonal feelings.

"Huh?"

Uncle Zhong was startled and hurriedly turned around.

If he heard it right, that "um" means "so what".

Han Yirou stopped Maybach, but no one got out of the car, trotted to the position of the rear door, and hurriedly pulled the car door. Seeing that the door didn't open, he started to shoot the window again.

"Mr. He, something happened to Huan'er! The police/prosecutor said that she killed someone, and the evidence is very strong, and Huan'er is very likely to go to prison! She's been in the police station for three days, and no one can see her, can you help her get her out of it? ”

"Mr. He, are you in there?"

"Mr. He?!"

Han Yirou knocked on the window of the car for a long time, but Maybach's response was slow. She was startled, and her heart was half cold.

He Zhengxiao: This is ...... Don't plan to care about Huan'er?

Han Yirou panicked suddenly, stood in place at a loss, and saw that the car was about to drive out of the yard, and stopped abruptly.

Fu Minglang hugged the front of the car, stared at the unclear rear compartment, and shouted: "Mr. He, my sister has a bad temper, and it is very likely that she will fight with people to the end, and she doesn't know what kind of treatment she will be treated in the police station as a woman!" I beg you, even if you don't help my sister out, can you find a way for us to go in and take a look at her and know how she is now? ”

Fu Minglang took two steps back, followed, knelt down with a thud, and said with red eyes: "For the sake of my sister and you, for the sake of her being a woman, I beg you......"

"Minglang, we don't ask him!"

Han Yirou came back to her senses, quickly ran to Fu Minglang's side, pulled him up, the tears in her eyes were not falling, but she stared at the door that had never been opened.

"I thought you had feelings for Huan'er, and persuaded Huan'er to be honest with you and be good with you, but I didn't expect you to be so desperate! Fortunately, Huan'er is smart, she has long seen through your impersonalness, she doesn't like you at all, and kicked you! ”

As she spoke, the sourness in her heart became thicker and thicker, making her almost speechless.

"It's good that you are divided, a heartless person like you is not worthy of her at all! I warn you, no matter whether Huan'er can come out this time or not, you stay away from her in the future, otherwise I will ......"

Han Yirou looked left and right, and finally hit the front of the Maybach and ran it hard.

"I'll prick your tires every day!"

Uncle Zhong: "......"

He watched the two of them walk away, and he didn't come back to his senses until a low and hoarse voice sounded behind him: "Uncle Zhong." ”

Uncle Zhong quickly lost his expression and continued to drive quietly.

Three p.m., golf course.

The slightly fat man stepped into the lobby, and the owner of the stadium hurriedly greeted him. Meng Yuande was not tall, he bent down a little respectfully, "Old Meng, you are here, I am here to shine." ”

Meng Yuande's chin was round, his smiling face was not old, and he was kind like a bodhisattva: "Where is it." ”

His eyes wandered around the lobby, followed by a pat on his stomach, and said kindly, "You're good here, another day, if we want to play again, I'll tell them about your place." When they come, you'll know what it means to be really blooming, haha! ”

The stadium owner swallowed, a little nervous, and a little excited.

Meng Lao probably said it casually, but if the people in his circle really came, he might become a good place for those big names to go in the future.

For mobile phone users, please browse M. Reading for a better reading experience.