The car merged into the fast lane, and the bodyguard Xiao Gao curiously asked what was going on, and Jun Qing briefly explained the matter.

Hearing that there was such an accident, Xiao Gao and Zhao Yiyi were both surprised.

When it came to Xiaolin and Ya, Jun Qing naturally thought of the button again, and thought of the boy who gave her a red shirt.

The pirates on the island call him Storm, the island's pirate leader, who was given the name his biological father to hope that he would be as powerful and fierce as the storm at sea.

He once asked her what the word meant in Chinese, and she told him that it was wind, a big, big wind.

At that time, she squatted on the beach and scratched out the simple Chinese character that her mother had taught her.

The boy stood beside her, blue eyes like the sea staring at the foreign text on the beach.

"It looks like a couple of knives."

"It's not a knife, it's a word, wind."

"I like the wind, and the wind is free to go wherever it wants."

"I also like the wind, so I'll call you Xiaofeng in the future, right?"

Since then, she has called him Xiaofeng.

The people on the island wanted him to be a pirate as terrible as a storm, but she wanted him to be as free as the wind and leave the island with her.

Alas, he died.

Three days before she left the island, it was his thirteenth birthday, and his father stuffed him with a gun and prepared a special birthday present for him - robbery.

Later, the pirates returned, but Xiaofeng did not return.

The pirates said that after they got on board together, Xiaofeng refused to shoot and kill, and was later hit by a bullet from the crew and fell overboard.

……

"Sister Jun?"

The arm was gently shaken by Zhao Yiyi, and Jun Qing came back to his senses from his memories.

Only then did she notice that both of them had already gotten out of the car, and only she was still sitting in the seat.

She was busy getting out of the car and seeing that she was not in good shape, Zhao Yiyi held her arm with concern.

"Are you alright?"

"It's fine!"

Jun shook his head lightly and walked into the elevator with the two of them.

Back in the hotel room, after washing up, lay down on the pillow, Jun Qing's eyes flashed the button again.

In the dark, tears wet the eyes.

……

……

The next day, according to the previous work plan, Junqing first went to the company to inspect and observe.

After lunch, she rushed to the scene of the fashion conference early to check the arrangements on the spot.

The staff of both companies have arrived in advance, the preparations for the scene have been completed in an orderly manner, and the models have completed rehearsals.

Li Qi, the person in charge of the branch, trotted over to greet him, "Miss Jun." ”

"How's it going?"

"The stage is complete, just wait for you to come over, and we can officially rehearse." Li Qi replied.

"Miss Jun!" Mr. Ikeda came out of the backstage and saw her and hurriedly greeted her, "I'm really sorry for what happened yesterday, and I hope it didn't bother you on this trip." ”

"How so?" Jun smiled comfortingly at the other party, and asked curiously, "I don't know how the case progressed yesterday?" ”

"The case seems to be a bit complicated." Mr. Ikeda shook his head, and there was a sigh in his tone, "I called this morning to inquire, and I heard that someone attacked the police station last night and snatched the evidence that the police found at the scene. ”

"Exhibits?"

"It's the red button, you saw it yesterday."

Jun Qing's heart seemed to be hit hard.

"Is that button important?"

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