Bizarre Fire (4)

After listening to Wei Chihong's analysis, Qiao Yan was already shocked into a cold sweat. Wei Chihong is not boasting, he is indeed not an ordinary person, only with his wise reaction and agile skills, it is possible to escape in this disaster and save her life. In addition to gratitude, I also have a little admiration for him.

"But what was the prisoner's motive?" Lu Bin couldn't figure it out, "The fire was indeed caused by man-made arson, but you just came here and were targeted so quickly?" Impossible. ”

"The crane stopped next to it, and the tables and chairs were moved outside in advance, which shows that it was premeditated and the time was calculated accurately. But it's not us, it's someone else. Qiao Yan's expression became very serious, "That person didn't come for some reason, and we just happened to come here, and unfortunately became a substitute for the dead." ”

Wei Chihong raised his eyebrows slightly, nodded, and said to Lu Bin: "You go back first, and then come back tomorrow to investigate in detail." I took Qiao Yan to treat her foot injury. ”

"I'll drive you there, you're hurt too." Lu Bin was very enthusiastic.

"No, you just get down to business, you don't have to worry about my business." Wei Chihong didn't appreciate it.

Lu Bin was probably also used to Wei Chihong's attitude, and his expression was not abnormal, but he just turned his head to look at Qiao Yan, who was still leaning on him.

Yu Chihong walked over, but he didn't take the initiative to help Qiao Yan, Qiao Yan had to let go of her hand and lean on Yu Chihong herself.

Lu Bin simply left.

"Can you drive?" Qiao Yan was skeptical, there must be many invisible injuries on his body.

Yu Chihong didn't answer, but suddenly bent down and hugged Qiao Yan horizontally.

"What are you doing!" Qiao Yan exclaimed.

"If you can walk to where I parked on your own, I'll put you down right away." Wei Chihong also had an injury on his leg, and he walked out with Qiao Yan in his arms, his pace was a little unsteady, but he had proved to Qiao Yan with practical actions that he had no problem driving at all.

Qiao Yan really couldn't walk on her own, so she had to let Yu Chihong hold her. The pain tightened at her ankle, and she bit her lip and closed her eyes. Groggily leaning against his man's bosom, he smelled the pure masculine smell of his body again, and it was refreshing. Yu Chihong's car was parked not far away, but Qiao Yan felt that this road was so long, I don't know if there was an illusion, she felt that Yu Chihong hugged her tighter and tighter, and her face gradually became hot.

After getting into the car, Qiao Yan felt exhausted after some tossing and emotional ups and downs, she was slumped in her seat, not moving, and her face was still hot.

Along the way, Wei Chihong kept his mouth shut and didn't speak, Qiao Yan didn't know what to say, and silence permeated the car.

The car was driving on the sparsely populated street, Qiao Yan opened the window for a small crack, and the night breeze mixed with a trace of cold poured in, dissipating the heat on her face. Then she suddenly remembered that the high heels were left in the container coffee shop, and they were far away from the school, and it was not good for Wei Chihong to go back and find them, not to mention that he was injured.

"I warned you before, don't wear short skirts and high heels to work." Qiao Yan's careful thinking couldn't escape Yu Chihong's eyes, "I lost my high heels, and I just changed to flat shoes in the future." ”

To Qiao Yan's ears, there was a hint of schadenfreude. She knew that she was wrong, but her mouth was stiff, "I'm going to a concert tonight, not to work." ”

"You have to treat all the time like work." Wei Chihong said in a preachy tone, "Emergencies can happen anytime and anywhere, and you can only respond to changes with the same." ”