Uncle Fried Skewers couldn't figure out what the boy was thinking, he only knew that the handsome face in front of him was getting colder and colder, and the colder it was, the more infiltrating it became.

The people in the police car over there had already walked over.

A dozen faces, all familiar.

"Little girl, why are you again?"

Those two little police brothers from last time.

One of them landed on Gu Jie's arm, and his eyes lit up: "This is a knife wound?" ”

Another teenager who was originally squatting next to the tricycle turned his head and looked at the black-clothed bodyguard holding the knife when he heard the word knife wound.

The bodyguard wanted to explain: "Comrade, you listen to me, I ......"

Before he could finish.

The silver-haired young man over there opened his mouth: "Are they the two brothers from last time?" Is my sister hurt? ”

"I'm fine." It's true that Gu Jie didn't want the boy to worry about this.

But the more this happened, the more angry the two little police brothers became.

"A group of you, chasing people and two children? Also use the knife. ”

The little brother who is slightly baby-faced is obviously always breathless.

His colleague coughed, "Pay attention to the impact." ”

Babyface took a deep breath: "Tell me, what's going on?" ”

The black-clad bodyguard finally has a chance.

Babyface said again: "An An, you speak first." ”

Ann?

That little white face?

Black Bodyguard: ......

Kushika Boss: ...... I want to see how the teenager acts, what is the psychology? It's addictive!

The bureau still has the confession of the last teenager, so when he heard the word An An, Qin Wei'an didn't make much waves.

There is another little brother of the police, why is the police this time, he knows it in his heart, the director is straightforward, and he also said that the situation is special, let them watch it.

Who should I look at, as soon as the little brother of the police came, the door was basically cleared.

The last time a teenager entered the bureau, there were a lot of things that couldn't be explained.

checked it, and there is indeed the name Bo Wei'an, but more information can't be found.

This is all too rare.

And the tiger brother in the bureau always insisted that the boy had a problem.

Looking at it like that, the hatred value is not small.

The identity of the young man, now he is suspicious here, but no matter how he says it, he must keep it secret.

Standing next to him, this doorman Qing, anyone dares to call him a nickname.

"Say, there's a recording."

This is a reminder.

Since Qin Wei'an made this call, he didn't think that his identity would be kept absolutely secret.

After all, it's been twice, and in order to avoid other troubles, it's nothing to come out at the end of the intersection.

As long as there are not many people who know.

At this point, he still believes in the Minion's ability to do things, after all, he was also from the anti-investigation team before.

If you don't even think about this, you will be fooling around for so many years.

"Ahh

Not far away, Huang Ju in another police car sneezed.

The director sitting next to him: "Huang Ju, we really don't have to go down?" ”

"It's not a big deal." Huang Ju pretended: "You also know, it's just that the location of the accident is special, the matter at the West Street Entrance, it's hard to say, these small fights, no matter how bad the overall situation is, it's not good." ”

The director wrinkled his eyebrows: "You also suspect the suicide of a female college student in the red light district, something is wrong?" ”

"You'll get the papers tomorrow." Huang Ju didn't say much: "Specifically, it depends on the evidence." ”

The director has been in the industry for many years, and his intuition tells him that suicide is not simple, but as Huang Ju said, it depends on the evidence.

In fact, a certain bureau chief is not very concerned about tomorrow now.

The telescopes he brought were all used to observe the boy!