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"Brother, can you let me pack these things back later?"

Zhuo Yu wanted to redeem the image of squandering in Gong Yu's heart, so he said.

What's there to pack for this broken table?

Zhuo Yi didn't taste it for a while, and then asked, "With my brother here, where do you want to go back?" ”

Zhuo Yu blurted out: "Hotel." ”

Zhuo Yi's eyes sank, and he opened his mouth to persuade: "Go home with my brother, the world outside is too chaotic, and you are a girl who is easy to suffer." ”

Zhuo Yu shook his head: "Brother, it's not that the world is chaotic outside, it's that the person you introduced to me is too bad......"

At the end of the sentence, she shrunk her neck, as if she was worried about attracting his scolding.

After Zhuo Yi choked, he raised his hand to give Zhuo Yu a soup dumpling, and said a little depressedly: "Let's talk about it after eating." ”

"Hmm." After Zhuo Yu answered, he sandwiched a shrimp dumpling for Gong Wei, and asked with a courteous face: "My dear, your right hand is not well, do you want me to feed you?" ”

Zhuo Yi glared at the man who was carefully cared for by his sister, and bit the meat bun on the side of his mouth fiercely.

Gong Wei smiled: "No need, I've been used to my left hand recently." ”

"Really? My dear is amazing, nothing can bother you! ”

In fact, how did Zhuo Yu not know this?

Since she didn't wear gloves and dressed up in disguise, she didn't know how many times she sneaked to Gong's house, and from time to time she would accompany Gong Wei to eat together, so she already knew about him eating with his left hand.

And the reason why she asked this was because she wanted her brother to know that she valued Gong Wei more than herself.

After the three of them were full, Zhuo Yu really called the waiter to pack the rest of the breakfast, Zhuo Yi's mouth opened, and finally turned into a sigh.

They then went to the police station.

For their arrival, the police on duty naturally had to go to the leader's office to report first.

Coincidentally, Meng Jingheng was also there, and only heard him say: "Director, speaking of which, the victim and my younger brother and sister knew each other before, so in this matter, I hope you can make it more convenient." ”

"Well said." After the director readily responded, he said to the police officer on duty who came to ask for instructions: "You can take the victim and his family to see the suspect now, go quickly." ”

"Yes." The police officer on duty immediately went to do it.

The director then asked Meng Jingheng with a smile: "Jingheng, how do you want me to take care of it?" ”

Meng Jingheng said: "If the victim and her family accidentally hit the suspect, I hope that the director Haihan will be the director." ”

The director said generously: "This is natural, if there is any other need, just say, don't be polite to me." ”

The other side

Qi Jiaming was temporarily imprisoned, and his dead friends were separated from him, one person in one cell.

When the police took him into the visiting room, he looked at Zhuo Yu for the first time, and for some reason, he smiled at her, and he was angry.

He who tore off Sven's coat was so evil, Zhuo Yu found that she had never seen through him.

After Qi Jiaming sat down, he picked up the microphone embedded in the glass wall, put it to his ear, and calmly raised his chin to Zhuoyu.

Zhuo Yu picked up the microphone, subconsciously straightened his waist, and looked at Qi Jiaming with his eyes level.

Qi Jiaming asked, "Xiaoyu, are you here to bail me?" ”

Zhuo Yu looked ridiculous: "Me? Bail you? ”

Qi Jiaming smiled: "Yes, if I hadn't tried my best to stop it last night, you would have dragged one of us and forcibly begged for pleasure, right?" ”

Listening to his words of reversal of right and wrong, Zhuo Yu's hand holding the microphone couldn't help but tighten: "Qi Jiaming, you drugged me, my medical records can prove it." ”

Qi Jiaming smiled again: "It turns out that your medical records still have the function of identifying the murderer?" Then why don't you hurry up and take it out and let the truth come out to the world? ”

Zhuo Yu glared at him: "Don't be complacent, I will definitely find evidence that you drugged me!" ”

Qi Jiaming stopped smiling: "You can find it, but early this morning, a police officer went to my company and home to investigate, once it is found out that you have played with my feelings, it will be you who are unlucky, and I will be released on bail." ”

Zhuo Yu was anxious: "I have already rejected you, but you have always been unwilling to give up!" I can't help it, so I ......."

"Xiaoyu, don't say it." Gong Wei held down Zhuo Yu's hand holding the microphone at this time to stop her from taking the next words.

Qi Jiaming glanced at Gong Wei meaninglessly, and sighed lowly: "It's a pity, I almost let you confess by yourself." ”

Zhuo Yu's pupils couldn't help but shrink.

Zhuo Yi suppressed his anger and said, "Xiaoyu, give me the microphone." ”

Zhuo Yu hurriedly stuffed the microphone into her brother's hand, and her body deviated in the direction of Gong Wei, who was the one she trusted and relied on the most among all the people here.

"Qi Jiaming," at this end, as soon as Zhuo Yi got the microphone, he first took a deep breath, lest he roar angrily as soon as he opened his mouth: "I always thought we were friends." ”

"Friends? Don't disgust me. ”

Qi Jiaming loosened his tie...... Oh no, it's the collar and tie that he has long thrown off, after all, no matter how stable his mentality is, it is not easy to be locked up in prison for the night.

He stared at Zhuo Yi outside the window and asked, "I'll just ask you one thing, why do you want to hide the injury on your sister's hand?" ”

Zhuo Yi's throat was astringent.

"Can't answer, can you? That's what you're talking about friends? Qi Jiaming mocked.

Zhuo Yi's face was a little ugly: "...... Even if I did hide it from you in this matter, you could have ended your pursuit of Xiaoyu after discovering it, right? ”

"What you mean by that is that I should suffer this dumb loss, right?" Qi Jiaming's eyes couldn't hide the coldness: "Zhuo Dashao, it seems that there is no need for us to talk about it anymore, you two brothers and sisters are both masters who are not ashamed after playing with others." ”

"I was sorry for you before!" Zhuo Yi also simply: "But then you are sorry for Xiaoyu!" These two things must not be confused! ”

"So what?" Qi Jiaming asked a little tiredly: "Trouble Zhuo Dashao to make it clearer, I didn't rest well last night, and my head turned a little slowly." ”

Zhuo Yi: "So, one yard to one yard, your revenge on Xiaoyu is over, and now it's my turn to seek justice from you!" ”

"Okay, as long as you have proof." Qi Jiaming still said the same thing.

As he spoke, a policeman suddenly walked over, attached to Zhuo Yi's ear, and said, "The director has allowed you to enter the prison visitor." ”

Zhuo Yi was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "Why are we allowed to enter the prison room?" ”

"Do whatever you want, as long as you don't cause death." Said the policeman.

So, Zhuo Yi couldn't help laughing.

After he threw away the microphone, he got up and loosened his muscles, and said to Zhuo Yu, who didn't know yet, "Brother will go back when he goes." ”

"Brother?" Zhuo Yu was puzzled, but she quickly understood.

After a while, Zhuo Yi appeared in Qi Jiaming's visiting room. In Qi Jiaming's questioning of "what do you want to do", he beat the person firmly!