Mr. Luo nodded, "It's okay, it's been hard in the past two days, and I'll reward your department after I'm busy with this." ”

My heart hit rock bottom. He said that it was okay, maybe it was to give each other a step, but to his ears it sounded as if I was a light bulb for the two of them, hindering his sweet dinner with his fiancée.

So what am I? Give him a warm bed and a tool to vent his desires?

A moment ago, I was still crushing with you, and this second you can't wait to run to the next woman.

In other words, no one can be without regrets.

However, I still politely said goodbye to the woman surnamed Zhang, perhaps because I was at fault in my heart, I actually caught a glimpse of the triumphant look in Almond's eyes.

Is that a victory for the "main room"?

That night, I had insomnia. For the first time, I lost sleep for a man other than Zeng Weihua. I think about our chaotic present, confused and unable to find the way to the future, and my brain is chaotic like stuffed with countless balls of cotton wool.

When I was about to go out at about eight o'clock in the morning, there was a knock on the door.

Xiaohong is back from a business trip? Why don't you bring a key?

I lazily opened the inner door, only to see two men in police uniforms standing outside the security door.

"We are the police of the ** sub-bureau, there is a homicide case, we need you to go back with us to cooperate with the investigation."

Homicide? I couldn't help but feel creepy when I heard these three words early in the morning, and my hand holding the doorknob was a little colder.

"Who died? What does it have to do with me? I asked timidly, my brain turning a thousand times, and a heart rose to my throat.

The man with a Chinese character face replied while collecting the documents: "Just go back with us, we will leave in ten minutes, you clean up." ”

I don't look like a fake policeman.

Was someone close to me killed? Suddenly, sadness, restlessness, hesitation, fear...... All kinds of complex emotions are entangled in my heart, and there is always a sense of foreboding.

When I arrived at the police station, I learned that the trainer Li Yan had been killed and dumped at the bottom of the bridge last night, and I was one of the few people who saw her last night.

I was stunned for a long time as if I had been struck by lightning. Li Yan, who looks forward to the brilliance, and the bewitching beauty, died like this?

The two of us are only a few faces, but such a beautiful life has left so miserably, I can't help but sigh and feel heavy.

Death is so close at hand!

I shuddered, and suddenly thought, the last time I saw her was in the company's underground parking lot, so how did the police know about this encounter?

A white police brother told me during a casual chat that he learned from the surveillance video that Luo Jinrui was the last person I knew of to see Li Yan. Luo Jinrui has also been interrogated, and then Luo Jincheng and I were shaken out.

The two masters of the Luo family were interrogated? When I was puzzled, the policeman's brother smiled mysteriously: "The deceased is very hard in the background." ”

I was stunned, it turned out that the water was still so deep. His thoughts were suddenly chaotic, and he couldn't find the source of traction.

My last meeting with Li Yan was only a few minutes, and I had not spoken a word to her. There are very few clues. The policeman's brother had no choice but to let me go back and let me contact him directly if I found something suspicious.

I stepped out of the small interrogation room and stretched. Being tossed so startled in the morning, the sleeping worm has already been driven away. Just about to turn around, he saw Mr. Luo walking steadily out of another interrogation room next to him, and an elderly policeman couldn't stop smiling and apologizing.

Mr. Luo said goodbye to him politely, turned around and saw me, and cast his deep eyes from afar. The heartbeat slowed down by half a beat for no apparent reason. Li Yan, who we only met because of the warmth in the car, can't help but feel strange now because she is standing here.

But again, he was much more calm than I was, and as if he was fine, he strode up and asked, "Are you alright?" ”

I immediately shook my head and hurriedly said, "It's okay." Then I heard him say, "I'm driving here, let's go back to the company together." The voice is not discerning, nor can it be questioned.

Oh, the old man drove himself to be interrogated, and I waited for Xiaomin to be carried back by the police brother. Who is better treated? I am angry in my heart, but I am not hypocritical, I have a ride, why bother not to sit?

However, just as they were about to leave, a delicate female voice sounded: "Brother Cheng, are you okay?" ”