(I want to speed up the pace and quickly move on to the next plot, but it still feels a little verbose, I hope you understand.) ）

The next morning, in the apartment, the sun playfully poured in through the window, sprinkling a patch of gold and warmth.

Qin Tian had been meditating and cultivating all night last night, and although he hadn't slept, he was a spiritual head.

With her ears pricked up, she didn't hear any movement in Zheng Meiling's bedroom, thinking that she might still be sleeping. Qin Tian jumped up from the sofa and landed lightly on the floor.

When he came to the kitchen, Qin Tian turned on the stove with ease, found a few eggs and ham from the refrigerator, and started to make breakfast alone.

It didn't take long for two simple breakfasts to pop into his hands.

At this moment, there was a clang, the bedroom door opened, and Zheng Meiling walked out of the room with some sleepy eyes.

As soon as she got out of the room, a smell of oil came to her nose, and Zheng Meiling's still awake head suddenly sobered up a little, so she walked to the kitchen with a puzzled face, and vaguely heard the sound of pots and bowls colliding in the kitchen.

"Qin Tian!" When Zheng Meiling stepped into the kitchen and saw Qin Tian wearing an apron, holding a plate with one hand and rummaging in the pot with a spatula in the other, she couldn't help but say in surprise.

"Hehe, you're up, hurry up and wash up, and we'll have breakfast later." Qin Tian was not surprised by Zheng Meiling's arrival, raised his head, and said with a clean smile. The sunlight outside the window reflected on his face, giving him a warm and sunny feeling.

"Hmm!" Looking at the clean and smiling face in the sun, Zheng Meiling suddenly felt her heartbeat violent, like a deer crashing, a touch of crimson rose on her beautiful face, and she responded weakly, turned around and walked to the bathroom.

Half a quarter of an hour later, at the kitchen table, Zheng Meiling and Qin Tian sat opposite each other, on the plate in front of them, two poached eggs, a ham, a few pieces of toast, and a glass of warm milk on the side of the plate.

"I didn't expect you to be a big boy with this hand. Zheng Meiling's beautiful eyes flowed, her hands supported her head, tilted her head and smiled at Qin Tianqiao.

"I used to cook a lot at home, so it wasn't difficult to make a breakfast. Qin Tian smiled faintly.

"Well, it tastes pretty good. Zheng Meiling took a bite of the poached egg, bent her eyebrows, gave a thumbs up, and praised.

"Hehe, then eat more. ”

Next, the two of them said a word, like lovers in love, laughing and groaning, and ate for half an hour before finishing breakfast.

......

At the same time, a room in a four-star hotel in Tianjiang City was crowded with policemen, including Zhang Lin.

"Manager Guo, there were other people in this room last night. At this time, Zhang Lin's face was gloomy and terrifying, and he said coldly to a trembling bald man next to him.

The reason why Zhang Lin's face is so ugly is because when the cleaners were cleaning the room early this morning, they found a young man lying unconscious on the floor of the room, and this young man was Qiao Ziming, the son of the current director of the Public Security Bureau.

"Captain Zhang, there are so many people in the hotel, so naturally I can't remember it. The bald man surnamed Guo replied with some trepidation. He just learned that the accident was actually the son of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee and the director of the Public Security Bureau, and if he wanted to investigate it, the accident was in their hotel, and he would definitely be implicated.

"Your hotel should have a camera, bring me the video of passing through the hallway of this room. Zhang Lin's eyes flashed, and he said calmly.

The bald man replied and walked out with a policeman.

And at this moment, Zhang Lin's mobile phone suddenly rang. I took out my phone and looked at the caller ID on it, and my brows furrowed inadvertently.

"Hey, Xiaolin, what's the situation with Qiao Ziming now?" Zhang Lin put the phone to his ear and said with a hint of worry on his face.

"Team Zhang, the doctor said that Qiao Ziming is now in a vegetative state. Look, what's next?" a young voice came from the other end of the line.

"What?" Zhang Lin exclaimed, and then his face changed drastically, and he was indescribably ugly.

It wasn't until a long time that he came to his senses, his face was dark and gloomy, and he said in a deep voice into the phone: "Have you asked the doctor, what led him to become a vegetative person?"

Because Zhang Lin and the others received the report, Qiao Ziming had already been sent to the hospital, so he didn't know what Qiao Ziming's specific situation was.

The doctor said that they didn't know what the cause was, but Qiao Ziming's throat had a pinch mark and several broken throat bones, but the doctor said that this was not the reason. The other end of the line explained.

"You stay in the hospital, don't let the news go. After being silent for a while, Zhang Lin said in a deep voice. After speaking, he turned off his phone with a gloomy look.

Turning off the phone, Zhang Lin was in a mess in his heart, he had a mess of Qiao Ziming yesterday, causing the monster named Qin Tian to openly break out of the police station and slap him in the face. Unexpectedly, Qiao Ziming's matter was raised again today, and it was very tricky, so he didn't dare to tell his old boss.

"Team Zhang, there are eyebrows. A young policeman who had just accompanied the manager surnamed Guo to get the camera footage ran in and said excitedly.

"You see, last night Qiao Ziming dragged a woman to open a room here. The young policeman dragged the computer in his hand and pointed to the video, where a woman in white who seemed to have passed out was being helped into the room by Qiao Ziming.

But the strange thing is that from last night to today's video, the woman in white has not come out since she was helped into the room by Qiao Ziming. At the scene of the crime, there was no woman in white. ”

Zhang Lin looked at the video and listened to the young policeman's explanation, his eyes were full of doubts, his eyes fell on the hemp rope on the bed, and then on the window not far away, with a puzzled look on his face.

"You go back to the police station first to scan your avatar and find out who this woman is!" Zhang Lin pointed to the woman in white on the video and ordered in a deep voice.

As he spoke, he walked to the window with a puzzled look on his face.

Zhang Lin walked to the window, looked at the glass shards all over the floor and a large hole in the glass window, and then swept down the height of the floor, his brows furrowed tightly.

"I watched the video, yesterday Qiao Ziming and the woman opened a room at 10:11 last night, and at 10:20, he called me and asked the kid named Qin Tian to answer the phone, after answering the phone, that Qin Tian's temperament suddenly changed greatly, and even the handcuffs broke free and broke out of the police station. Zhang Lin linked what happened yesterday, combined with his years of experience in handling cases, and analyzed them one by one.

"Could it be that this case is still related to Qin Tian who escaped yesterday?" After some peeling off the cocoon, Zhang Lin's eyes flashed coldly, and he faintly guessed in his heart, but a lot of mysteries still surrounded him in his heart, making him unable to solve it.

At the same time, he took out his mobile phone, frowned, and dialed a number, on which the words "Director Qiao" were prominently displayed.