Record?

Feng Yin wants to say that the upper life is recorded?

"It's a coincidence, I just want to go for the record."

Feng Yin's slightly weak-hearted words made the police understand instantly, and he asked in a somewhat serious tone: "You confiscated the money, right?" ”

Feng Yin was a little short of words for the first time, and said with a strange expression: "It should be... Not count. ”

The police especially wanted to ask how to deal with the law, but the time and place were not right, he pointed to the police lane parked outside: "Go to the police car and wait, I will take you back to the police station for the record later." ”

"Yes!"

The wind groaned when he said yes, making the police frown again, this posture is so similar to being "educated"?

The wind on the opposite side turned around and ran, making the policeman behind him exclaim: "The physical fitness is really good." ”

Feng Yin, who was asked to go to the record, leaned against the police in boredom, watching the busyness of several different colors of clothing inside.

"They went in the opposite direction."

In a word, the live broadcast room was a little silent.

In this era, you can be an internet troll, you can be a keyboard player, but you can't open your eyes and tell nonsense and spread rumors about those who go against the grain for the lives of others.

Leaning on the police car, Feng Yin forgot for a while that she was still broadcasting, until she saw someone standing on the roof of the car far away, waving her hands.

"That person is a little familiar....it seems like Li Sanyi, can't! Can my agent be so ashamed! ”

It's not that Feng Yin dislikes it, it's because the person standing on the roof of the car doesn't know where to find a red silk scarf, like an aunt dancing in the square, constantly waving it, attracting Feng Yin's attention.

And the live broadcast room once again became lively because of the pair of master and servant CP, because Li Sanyi flashed several times in the comment area and commented continuously.

[Feng Yin, you're live broadcasting, you're broadcasting, you're broadcasting! ] 】

[Feng Yin, you're live broadcasting, you're broadcasting! ] Look at me, look at me, you're on the air! 】

Li Sanyi was really heartbroken, and as soon as he saw Feng Yin's state, he knew that she had forgotten that she was on the live broadcast.

Relaxed Feng Yin, who knows what she will say, so Li Sanyi was in a hurry to go crazy, so he made this decision.

"It's really Li Sanyi's ......"

Feng Yin watched Li Sanyi keep waving his mobile phone, and he suddenly remembered his mobile phone.

Picking up the phone from under his neck, he looked at the live broadcast room that was still flickering, and couldn't help laughing.

"No, you just watched upside down for a long time?"

"I didn't expect you to have such effort."

The ridiculous wind groaned, straightened his mobile phone, and aimed at the rescue scene.

At this time, the two drivers were rescued, Bai Dagua pushed the gurney out, and one of the leading emergency doctors was on the phone.

"Preparing for surgery, the patient's internal organs were bleeding profusely...... Rib displacement ......"

Feng Yin gave way, watched the ambulance leave with a whoa, and suddenly narcissistically became popular science in the live broadcast room.

"Remember, it's good to save people, but when the other party is traumatized, don't do much, and leave professional things to professional people."

"For example? Well....if someone falls on the head, the first time is to observe instead of helping him up, someone accidentally him, the first time to send him to the hospital instead of pulling the sharp object from the wound, otherwise your kindness will only do bad things. ”

As the rescue unfolded, the dangerous goods were transferred, the patient was taken to the hospital, the traffic was temporarily restored, and the trucks and cars waited for the crane to arrive.

Feng Yin waved his hand at the live broadcast room.

"Guys, it's finally time for it to end, I'...... I'm going to the police! ”