Chapter 179: Special Functions?
"What do you mean by that?"
I looked at Jing Rong and seemed to understand what he was trying to say.
"All this is just your imagination."
I glared at him like I was looking at a strange monster.
After so much love and hatred, he actually said that everything was just my imagination. It's like you're watching a really good and scary movie, but at the end it's just a dream that makes people startled, speechless, irritated, and even ...... I want to kill someone.
In fact, I'm also afraid, what I'm most afraid of now is that after I give all my feelings, I will be told that everything is just a dream.
"You're talking nonsense, not speculation, because you can't see it, so it's just nonsense here, I don't want to hear it, I don't want to hear it at all."
"So, why didn't anyone see your boyfriend, or if the father of this child was Xiao Qingxin or Su Gan?"
"Shut up, you shut up for me......"
I was furious, one was my uncle, the other was my teacher, did he mean that there was some messy relationship between me and them, so that I could take care of it? But these have nothing to do with the case in the first place, is he just suppressing me and experiencing the pleasure of a psychiatrist being on top of me?
Because my mood was unstable, and the other party said some angry words, the black qi on Jingrong's body exploded. During this time, he rarely lost his temper because he had to take care of me. In fact, I also know that my feelings for him are true, and I don't need to doubt it. But today, this psychiatrist really annoyed him. He protected me behind him, and then said coldly: "They all want to test whether I am real, so let them know, don't be afraid, you're right." ”
His hand suddenly stretched out, and the psychiatrist grabbed him by the neck and slammed it onto the table. His glasses were knocked off and his nose was bleeding.
Then he was lifted high and thrown to the ground with a thud.
He seemed to be terrified, and said loudly, "Help, help." ”
He ran to the door to save himself, but the door would not open.
Jing Rong walked towards him slowly, like a cat scratching a mouse, gently broke one of the person's fingers, and then wrote on the wall with his hand, still in traditional Chinese.
I was angry just now, no, no, but I was a little depressed when I saw Jing Rong acting so violently, this is the police station, is it really okay for him to do this? But looking at what he wrote, I think he was provoking everyone.
"If you have evidence, come and arrest me."
With a snap, he reached out and shattered the glass behind me.
I hid to the side, only to find that just like the TV series, there were a lot of people standing there, including my uncle Xiao Xinqing. He appears to have been called in to assist in the investigation, and now he puts his hand on his forehead to indicate that the matter is really difficult.
And then the door opened, someone came in and dragged the psychiatrist out, and I was left sideburned.
Until Xiao Xinxin said: "She is still a pregnant woman, I don't think she should be released after 12 hours, you don't have the right to detain a person for so long, and she has nothing to do with any incident." ”
"Does it really matter? Does this niece of yours have some mysterious power......" Captain Liu seemed to say something, but a glass of glass slid through her neck and thrust into the wall.
"How do you think you threaten a police officer like this......"
"I'll explain everything, let her rest. Team Liu, you should at least calm down and don't think about this matter with the usual kind of thinking, otherwise it will be like blood on the wall, you have no evidence. "The police pay attention to evidence in handling cases, so my uncle's words are poking at the heart of Team Liu.
"Yes, let's arrange a room for her to rest first." The Zhang team suddenly opened his mouth, and I felt that the muscles in his face twitched a little, as if he was forced.
"Xiaomeng, come here, uncle will take you to rest, be careful not to get stuck in your feet."
My uncle knew that I was frightened and beckoned to me, looking extremely distressed.
I was also depressed, and said aggrievedly: "Uncle, that psychiatrist is too much, he is a psychiatrist, he obviously wants to control my mind and make me not admit that everything is the same." "I wanted to cry, but I couldn't bear it.
Uncle touched my head and said, "You didn't make any mistakes, it's okay." ”
Then he took me to his kennel, a small room with two beds, air conditioning, a desk, a small Xiaoice box, a small bathroom, and nothing else.
"You're resting in my bed, I'm on the other side, he should be out with his girlfriend tonight." My uncle comforted me, but as soon as I saw his bed, I rolled my eyes at the sky and said, "Uncle, I really don't understand the world of men." ”
"Don't you have a man?"
"Jing Rong is not like you, he has to change two sets of clothes a day, and he throws away the clothes as soon as they are dirty, but look at you, these dirty clothes are stacked as pillows, and there is no washing machine?"
"Yes, yes."
Uncle touched his head and laughed. Then he spoke again: "That husband of yours is a pervert. ”
I glared at him, and I looked at him in this room, and everyone Jingrong didn't sit on the bed when they came in, but found a chair and sat down. That disgust!
Reaching out to pick up her dirty clothes, the uncle immediately said, "I'll wash it myself, you rest, you're tired." ”
I was really tired, so I climbed into his bed, and was about to lie down when a quilt appeared in front of me.
"...... "I think my husband is really too caring, and he knows how to send the little ghost back to carry the quilt."
But the uncle's expression was not very good, he gritted his teeth and said, "You dislike me so much? ”
Jing Rong ignored him at all, and his anger has not disappeared until now.
I know he must still be angry, but I'm angry too. Today's interrogation seemed to treat me as a key suspect, but it had nothing to do with the case. After the little ghosts helped me lay out the quilt, I took my uncle's to wash it, and I was very well-behaved and sensible. I was lying on the quilt full of the smell of the sun, and I felt quite comfortable. Now it's the second half of the night, after a night of torture I am very tired, although lying in bed is very comfortable, but my stomach is a little painful, not only painful but also a little stuffy, as if there is a fire inside.
So he couldn't sleep, staring at Jingrong, but he didn't want him to worry, so he said, "Uncle, can you turn on the air conditioner, it's so hot." ”
"It's not summer again, how can you be hot."
"It's just hot."
"Xiaomeng, do you feel like your stomach is on fire?"
Jingrong suddenly came to me with some excitement and stretched out to gently put it on my stomach.
"Well, do you know what's going on?"
"I know, I'm afraid that he will be born in another month or half a month, and his strength is condensing, so you will have a feeling of abdominal heat. These days, your body temperature can be a little higher than normal, and I hold you better. ”
It's rare for Jingrong to say so many things at one time, but I was surprised and said, "But, it's not time." ”
"Well, he may be in a hurry, and it may have something to do with your emotional instability."
"Don't be born prematurely."
"No, he's not an ordinary fetus, he knows how to regulate."
"Oh."
"From now on, don't suppress yourself, let me do it, and I will protect you. We exist and will always be with you. ”
"Well, I see, Jingrong thank you."
"Forget it, leave it here for you to be tired of, and I'll see what they want to do with you." Uncle got up and went out, and after he left, I fell asleep in Jingrong's arms. His arms were comfortable, cool and shady.
Seeing that it was dawn, I didn't sleep long, and when I woke up, I found that my uncle had returned, so I fell into his colleague's bed with a quilt on my body, and I seemed to be very tired.
I glanced at Jing Rong, and he gently touched my head as if to comfort me. But I don't have time to get tired of it, and I feel like I want to go to the bathroom. When I finished washing, I found that my belly was much bigger and pointed that night, and I reached out and poked it, and a small piece of it also poked out in response, which seemed to prove that the psychiatrist was talking nonsense, and he existed.