Chapter 47: Good luck

If the incident is true, Li Xi is making a false police report and disturbing public order, and can be detained for five to ten days.

However, in addition to reporting false police, Li Xi's behavior also deliberately fabricated facts in an attempt to cause others to be criminally prosecuted, which is much more serious than detention.

"Don't leave yet, you'll help with the investigation later."

Feng Qingning obediently responded, and then walked to Wen Qian, who still hadn't returned to her soul, and winked at her, like a child who had won a game, and like a wise man who was as wise as a fool.

For a while, Wen Qian didn't know how to face her.

After listening to Feng Qingning's logical words, Li Xi fell into silence completely.

How could she have thought that this fool would actually analyze this matter to the truth, her idea was just to teach Wen Qian a lesson, so that this woman who has no one in her eyes on weekdays will be completely defeated at their feet.

Why is this happening?

Li Xi hugged her body and was so frightened that she couldn't walk.

The results of the investigation came out soon, and Li Xi panicked with Wang Fangyuan.

The matter changed from poisoning at the beginning to a framing between classmates.

Let's not talk about whether the poisoning is true or false, they can't escape from the false accusations.

Li Xi was immediately frightened and burst into tears, and explained everything and everything, "It's not my idea, it's all Zhao Xinya, she said that she can't get used to Wen Qian and Feng Qingning for a long time." She wanted to teach them a lesson. It really has nothing to do with me..."

Li Xi's tears fell down big and big, but the police didn't realize it and invited her to the car, and Wang Fangyuan inevitably got into the car.

The righteous vehicle quickly drove away from the school.

Wen Qian finally recovered from the shock, and at the moment she only felt dark and happy.

The cool thing is that she not only washed away her grievances, but also sent the two people who framed her to the bureau.

Happily, her good friend Feng Qingning has finally returned to normal.

She took Feng Qingning's hand, planning to find a place to celebrate.

saw Feng Qingning tilting her head, and asked her very obediently: "Sister Wen Qian, I will still pretend to be lard residue~ Do you want to see it?" ”

Get... It's been a long time, it turns out that this guy is playing at home?

Is...

Wen Qian glanced at her silently, she was really invincible and lucky, she could send people into the game by playing a trick.

Cow Pie!

Old warehouses

"You, what are you doing here?" The chicken demon is no stranger to the girl in front of him, put down the nail file, and his face is impatient.

Zhao Xinya raised her head slightly, and the black that appeared faintly on her forehead looked hideous and terrifying.

The corners of her lips curled, and she smiled ghostly, eeriely.

"I'm looking for your cooperation."

The chicken demon was stunned, why did they all treat him here as a cooperative recently?

"No, no..."

"I can't say no." Zhao Xinya's expression became more and more unnatural, and her movements were also very slow.

"Woman that night, you have to help me out!"

The chicken demon was stunned for a moment, Zhao Xinya was talking about a little fool?

I remember that when Zhao Xinya first came, she asked him to trap Feng Qingning in the old warehouse.

But his skills are not as good as others, and he didn't let out a single fart, so he was crushed by Feng Qingning.

The chicken demon glanced at Zhao Xinya, her body was intact, but her head seemed to have suffered great trauma, black blood was accompanied by a foul smell, and the whole person had a sense of depression of death.

Want to fight with the little fool like this?

"No, no. That, that woman, you and I, can't be provoked. ”

Zhao Xinya's eyes were bloody, and the corners of her lips were oozing viscous liquid, her facial expression changed from hideous to vicious, but her body... Aside from sluggishness, there are still no anomalies.

It's as if the head and body come from two different people.