She felt like she had been stamped with him, and what was even crazier was that she didn't mind it because she wanted to have him too.

This crazy thought made Yan Xiaojing begin to wonder if she was crazy or if she had been taken some psychotropic drugs.

Oh my God. She would love to do it all over again. If only she could go back to 48 hours ago, go back to her desk, and continue to endure Su Pan's usual sexual harassment.

She must not have done two things: first, she would call a taxi instead of walking home, so that she would never run into those two white scoundrels; Once back at her apartment, she immediately packs up her clothes and finds a motel to stay in. In this way, when the big drug lord and womanizer in leather clothes in front of her comes to her, she will only return in vain.

The idea that she wanted to live that miserable, boring life again was ridiculous. Not so long ago, she fantasized about how to save herself from her past life.

"Yan Xiaojing." His voice softened a lot, "You look at me. ”

She shook her head desperately, but put down the hand covering her eyes.

"You'll be fine."

"Really? It's okay! The situation now is that a warrant for my arrest could be issued at any time. I ran away in the middle of the night with guys like you. It's all because I can't wait to hear about my dead parents. In order to know about them, and for the sake of this little hope, I am ready to give up my life. I'm telling you, this trip was too far from telling you 'it's okay'! ”

His fingers touched her face: "I will not hurt you, and I will never allow anything to hurt you." ”

Yan Xiaojing rubbed her forehead, wondering if her sanity could return to normal: "God, I really wish you had never appeared in my backyard, and I had never seen you." ”

He lowered his hand and said simply, "We're almost there." ”

Charunwang sat down weakly and gave up his attempt altogether.

He sat on the ground for a few more moments, gasping for breath and unable to move at all. Not because of a wound on the head, not because his legs were weak, not because he really didn't have the strength to stand up, but because he was ashamed of himself.

Being beaten by a big guy isn't a big deal, it's just a slap in the face on your pride.

That's not the problem, he's ashamed of what he messed up. Not only that, but he also put the life of a young girl at risk. When he called the dispatch center and arranged for personnel to go to get his weapons, he should have called two more police officers to wait for him at the door of the police station. He knew that the suspect was dangerous, but he thought he could control the situation.

yes, he can control - control a fart! was directly knocked down.

And Yan Xiaojing is now staying with that killer. God forbid, God knows what will become of her.

Charunwang closed his eyes in despair and buried his face in his knees. The pain in his throat still tormented him, but he cared more about his head. Perhaps the prolonged lack of oxygen had shut down his brain, and the annoying thing was now unable to function properly, leaving only a staccatock, incoherent chaotic mind, and even cognitive confusion.

He tried to gather his chaotic thoughts, but eventually sank deeper and deeper into the fog.

In the next moment, the masochistic tendencies in his heart also lost no time in adding to the chaos, and all kinds of memories of the past appeared in his thorny brain, constantly replaying.

The jumble of memories swirled in his mind, and he couldn't help but burst into tears at the scene that jumped out of his eyes: a young girl no more than 15 years old, happily sitting in a strange car, waving goodbye to him from the rear window. The car drove away slowly, disappearing at the end of the street.

The girl was his sister, Devika.

The next morning, her body was found in a grove behind a local baseball field. She was beaten, raped, and finally strangled to death.

Since his sister was abducted and killed, Charunwang has not slept soundly. Even 20 years later, he still hasn't recovered.

He thought of Yan Xiaojing, and thought that she had also turned around to look at himself before she left with the suspect.

Yan Xiaojing and the suspect left together, and this cruel fact became the only motivation for Chalunwang to muster his strength, and he finally got up and limped towards the police station.

"Hey, Charunwang!" Songwen Tana greeted him, his footsteps echoing through the alley, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"We're going to issue a national arrest warrant." Charunwang was stunned for a moment, was this hoarse and harsh voice his own? It was as if I had just experienced a thrilling rugby game and shouted for two hours straight. "Yellow race, one hundred and ninety centimeters tall, about 80 kilograms, wearing a black leather coat, sunglasses, shoulder-length black hair." He held on to the wall with one free hand, steadied himself and continued, "The suspect doesn't have a weapon because I searched for all his weapons. But I'm sure he'll be able to rearm himself in an hour. ”

He stepped forward, but stumbled.

"Oh my God." Songwentana hurriedly grabbed his arm. Not wanting to rely on Songwentana, Charunwang struggled to maintain his body's center of gravity. But it turned out that he needed help even more, as his legs were completely unable to move properly.

"There's also a woman of Chinese descent." His voice was choppy, "One hundred and seventy centimeters tall, with long black hair, wearing a blue skirt and a white turtle-collared shirt." He paused and added, "That's Yan Xiaojing." ”

"I know. She called me. "I didn't ask for any details. But listening to her tone, I guess she didn't want to tell me. ”

Charunwang's knees were shaking.

"Watch out, detective." Songwen Tana held his arm, "Let's go slower." ”

As soon as the two walked into the back door of the police station, Cha Lunwang immediately began to assign tasks, "I'm going out to find Yan Xiaojing." ”

"You can sit in a chair for a while."

"No......"

As soon as Songwentana let go of his hand, Charunwang collapsed like a ruined piano.

A large number of surprised police officers gathered around. Looking at his colleagues in black uniforms and wearing police ~ badges expressing concern for themselves, Charunwang felt an inexplicable sadness.

"I'm fine, you leave me alone." He yelled in frustration, then buried his head between his legs again.

How could he have let such a thing happen?

If Yan Xiaojing dies tomorrow morning......

"Detective Charunwang?" Songwentana crouched down and came into his sight, "We called an ambulance for you." ”

"I don't need it, has the wanted warrant been issued?"

"Well, I'm doing it now."