When Shen Tao threw himself into his arms, Song Yichen made a blocking posture.

The action is not obvious, and it is cleverly passed by.

Squeezed her arm and helped her back to the couch.

"What did the police say?"

If this kind of thing happens, of course, you have to call the police, if someone really did it deliberately, then this place will be targeted by gangsters and you can't live anymore.

The agent sighed lightly: "It's still investigating, and nothing has been found for the time being." ”

Shen Tao had already sat down, and in front of so many people, it was not good to lean on Song Yichen again, so he could only accept his fate.

But there is a fire in my heart.

Was he really right?

Song Yichen's mind is no longer on himself?

Did he like Joan?

For a moment, all kinds of thoughts surged in her heart.

Panic.

Among the people in uniform, someone knew Song Yichen and stepped forward to greet him: "Mr. Song." ”

Song Yichen nodded: "Zhao." ”

Take advantage of the opportunity to talk to him and walk outside the door.

He didn't want to have too much intimate contact with Shen Tao.

Qiao An didn't mind that he had too much contact with Shen Tao.

"Team Zhao, how is the investigation?"

"There are already eyebrows, and when we summarize the information we have collected, we can basically solve the case."

"Team Zhao works hard, I'll be the east another day."

"Mr. Song is polite, I'll go to the monitoring room for another trip."

"Team Zhao, please."

Shen Tao was unwilling.

Looking at Song Yichen, who was talking to the police outside the house, he quickly swallowed the small black pill in his palm.

Fifteen minutes later

Her face was pale, her breathing was short, and her lips were purple.

"Ah Chen, I'...... Uncomfortable ......"

Seeing this posture, the agent immediately put on a coat for her: "Mr. Song, Miss Shen's illness is menacing, hurry up and send her to the hospital." ”

Saving lives matters.

Song Yichen didn't hesitate, picked up Shen Tao and walked out.

Shen Tao is a public figure, and the agent took a photo downstairs, and a reporter followed him, and took a hat and scarf for her to wear.

The three of them hurriedly got into Song Yichen's car and rushed towards the hospital.

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The paint splash on the door of the design studio soon came to fruition.

Although the camera facing the door of the design room was broken, the surveillance hidden under the streetlight next to it captured the back of the man splashed paint.

Depending on when the man appeared, the police looked for several more cameras.

Two hours later, the person who splashed the paint was put in a police car and taken to Joan.

Qiao An stood outside the car door, looking at this honest middle-aged man, with a puzzled expression: "Do we know each other?" Why are you splashing paint on the door? ”

The man's dark face raised and squinted at her: "I'm a fan of Shen Tao, anyone who hurts my idol, I won't make him feel better!" ”

"You rob the man of my idol, splashing paint and scolding you is light!"

Jo Ann ignored it, turned around and left.

Speechless.

But......

She will not forgive such people!

What awaits him will be the sanction of the law!

The bloody handwriting on the door had been cleaned, and the smell of gasoline was faintly left in the air, and Joan looked at the police car whizzing away, her hands in her coat pockets, and the expression on her face was not relaxed.

How many crazy fans does Shen Tao have?

I have to guard against it.

The people who watched her jokes before were silent when they saw such a truth.

Everyone is at risk.

There was a little more sympathy in the eyes that looked at Joan.

Mo Xiaowan stood beside Qiao An and worried about her: "A fan is so crazy, will there be fans who are even crazier than this next?" ”

"This time it's a splash of paint, what's next? Splashing sulfuric acid? ”

"An An, you have to tell Song Yichen about this, not only for you, but also early, God knows what these crazy people will do."