Chapter 82: How did the pig die? Stupid
I saw Liu Zhenying and Shi Mengyao sitting on a bench not far away. Each of them was holding a plate of small cakes in their hands, with colorful cream staining their faces, looking like little tabby cats.
Liu Zhenying sat closer to the inside, his feet could not touch the ground, so he was dangling casually in mid-air.
The calf lines are very beautiful, just exposed to the air.
Qu Xiaojue approached, and the shadow cast by his tall and straight figure completely enveloped her, and he said in a hoarse voice: "You..."
Before he could say anything, she raised her face and smiled: "Are you back? Do you want to eat cake? It's delicious."
After saying that, she also presented the cake to him, looking like she was out of touch with the world.
Seeing that he was feeling restless, he pushed the cake aside with his rough fingers: "Why did this gun battle happen?"
"You want to know?"
"certainly."
"It's very simple."
She put the cake aside and reached out to touch his waist without hesitation.
Qu Xiaojue knew what was here better than anyone else, so he grabbed her wrist almost subconsciously.
His strength was not small, and she was a little hurt by the grip, but she was not annoyed. Instead, she said in a calm voice: "It's because of this that you moved too much, and the things on your waist were seen by the two people carrying guns. They
You have a murder case on your back and a homemade gun. They thought you were here to arrest them, so they were ready to strike first."
Qu Xiaojue heard something unsaid: "So... the human trafficker and the other two people are not the same group?"
"certainly."
This is why she said that the entire shootout started because of Qu Xiaojue.
Without him, the traffickers would have been swarmed by the brave people at the scene and caught.
As for the other two people, they don't have any psychological burden and naturally they won't take action rashly.
The smooth skin on Liu Zhenying's wrist was in sharp contrast with Qu Xiaojue's rough fingers. He lowered his eyes, then let go suddenly, and his voice became rougher for some reason: "Are there any of them in the mall?
Accomplice?"
"No more."
Her tone was very firm.
Picking up the cake again, she seemed to remember something again: "Oh, I can give you a piece of news for free. Human traffickers are an organization. If you want to catch them all, you can go to No. 396 Renmin East Road."
Qu Xiaojue was slightly startled, his eyes darkened: "What else do you know?"
"No comment."
Four words that make sense.
She was kind-hearted to help, but didn't want to get involved in annoying disputes.
Qu Xiaojue couldn't get anything more out of Liu Zhenyin's mouth, but he was unwilling to give in and deliberately said: "In this case, you need to come with me."
"Where to go?"
"I'm not sure whether you and the traffickers are together."
He kept his eyebrows still, deliberately showing a layer of cold and murderous intent: "I have also seen many prisoners deliberately confess some true information in order to escape, to reduce their suspicion."
Even if he was suspected, Liu Zhenying felt it didn't matter.
But Shi Mengyao raised her hand and asked like a good child: "Can I not participate?"
Her manager granted her three hours of leave, and she would still need training when she returns soon.
Qu Xiaojue didn't even look at her, and responded casually: "Okay."
"Thanks."
Shi Mengyao raised her eyes and quickly finished the cake in her hand.
She stood up and said, "Sister, I'm going back first. If anything happens, remember to call me."
As she said that, she uneasily picked up Liu Zhenying's cell phone and made sure that her number was saved in the address book.
Approaching Liu Zhenying, she taught him step by step: "Senior sister, just click this, find my name, and you can dial my number with one click. Do you remember it?"
Liu Zhenying didn't know whether he heard it or not, so he hummed in response.
Shi Mengyao was really too late.
She took her things and waved to Qu Xiaojue before leaving: "Destined senior brother-in-law, my senior sister will be left to you. She just came down the mountain not long ago, and many things are not clear. Remember to send her back safely.
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After saying that, without waiting for Qu Xiaojue's response, he turned around and left.
Destined senior brother-in-law?
What a terrible and unpleasant name this is.
Qu Xiaojue's handsome face was covered with a layer of anger, and he lowered his eyes and stared at Liu Zhenying who was sitting on the chair.
At this time, she was immersed in eating hard, her long hair was disheveled, and only a hair coil was left in his sight.
Looking down from a high position, he could clearly see her white neck, as well as the beautiful skin and butterfly bones on her back.
His Adam's apple rolled unnaturally. Qu Xiaojue narrowed his eyes and kicked the chair casually with his toes: "Why don't you hurry up and leave?"
"immediately."
She responded crisply, speeding up and stuffing the last bite of cake into her mouth.
Then she lifted the plate up.
Qu Xiaojue didn't understand for a while: "What do you mean?"
He could only see her looking up, her face stained with a thin layer of crimson, her almond-shaped eyes black and white, looking at him eagerly: "Where is the cake? Can I have another one?"
Finally, Qu Xiaojue arranged for the security guard to buy another piece of chocolate cake, and then he successfully coaxed Liu Zhenying to leave the mall with him.
The sweet smell of cake filled the entire carriage.
Even if you open the windows for ventilation, it won't go away.
Qu Xiaojue leaned lazily on the back of his chair, watching helplessly as Liu Zhenying divided the cake into eight equal parts within ten minutes, and then ate two of them.
Chapter completed!