Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Very abrupt knock on the door.

Under the eyes of everyone, they realized that they turned around.

Grandma Xu is sitting on the stool now, holding tea.

She had a backer, so she raised her eyebrows and looked at Qin Ran and them sideways. When she heard the voice, she also turned her head.

At a glance, I saw the young police officer.

"May I ask who is Miss Qin Ran?" The police officer glanced at the crowd, and finally focused on the girl in the uniform of Hengchuan No. 1 Middle School.

The girl turned her face sideways, but she could still see the beautiful outline of the side face.

The skin is very white, the school uniform is neatly dressed, it is open, and the white shirt inside is stained with a few drops of blood, which outlines flexible and slender lines.

With so many people in the audience, this person was the most eye-catching, and the police officer's eyes subconsciously fell on her face.

When the girl raised her eyes slightly and looked at her inquiringly, the police officer realized that she was Qin Ran.

"Miss Qin, Director Jiang invited you to the lounge." The police officer bowed slightly, "Please come here."

Qin Ran paused, one hand still in her pocket, she turned her head slightly, squinted her eyes slightly, and began to wonder who was looking for her?

She's familiar with...she doesn't seem to have any surname Jiang?

Lin Jinxuan glanced at her inquiringly, Qin Ran raised her chin, and said casually, "It's alright, I'll go take a look."

She went out the door.

Jiang Hui was "exiled" from the capital, and in ancient times, he was an imperial envoy, equivalent to a special envoy.

Directly represent the top leadership here.

Deputy Director Shen must have known it, but he didn't know if the "Director Jiang" the police officer spoke of was the same person Jiang Hui he knew.

Seeing that the police officer asked Qin Ran to go over, he skipped him and went directly to the lounge.

Deputy Director Shen was very surprised. He couldn't help but glance at Qin Ran who was going out, and asked the police officer very politely, "This Director Jiang is..."

The police officer glanced at him, didn't speak, turned around and left.

**

In the lounge, Jiang Hui is nearly forty years old and well maintained, like in his early thirties.

The years have left no trace on him.

He sat on the chair, reached out and poured two cups of tea, glanced at the slender figure standing by the door, and smirked, "Sit down for a while, drink tea, someone has already checked, seeing you in such a hurry, I thought something was wrong."

The matter of this grandfather cannot be delayed.

Who knew that it was just a quarrel between high school students who came in a hurry.

Cheng Mu sat aside, nodding wildly in his heart.

Isn't that right, what can be done with just one phone call, and Jiang Hui has to be brought over, how much delay will it take?

Putting aside the ancient times, their family Jun Ye properly fainted.

Lu Zhaoying touched his earrings and tilted his head, "Uncle Jiang, is anyone here yet?"

"What's the hurry?" Jiang Hui was also curious at this moment. Which little girl could make these two people in such a hurry?

Two figures can be seen coming out of the window.

Jiang Hui picked up the teacup and said calmly, "Look, isn't this coming?"

After he finished speaking, his eyes did not change.

Cheng Juan's expression was rather indifferent, with a pair of peach eyes half-squinted, his arms crossed his chest, lazily leaning against the door frame, with a slender figure.

A familiar figure appeared before his eyes.

Cheng Juan subconsciously stood up straight and his eyes fell on her.

The little girl followed behind the police officer, bowed her head slightly, and walked over slowly. The school uniform jacket was quite loose, and it made her look thinner and thinner when draped over her.

Open the jacket to reveal the white shirt underneath.

There is blood.

Cheng Juan had sensitive five senses, and before anyone came, he smelled a strong bloody smell.

Cheng Juan leaned against the door and stared at her for a few seconds with a cold expression, "Right hand."

As soon as Qin Ran raised her eyes, she saw Cheng Juan standing by the door looking at her.

She pursed her lips and glanced at him, then slowly pulled out her hand from her pocket.

With so many people coming and going, no one seems to have noticed the problem with her hand.

Seeing that Qin Ran was coming, Lu Zhaoying was slightly relieved, but the next second, he saw Qin Ran's fingers take out from his pocket.

The little girl's hands were white and her nails were trimmed clean and moist.

Lu Zhaoying had told Cheng Juan more than once that it was the hands of a pair of pianists.

The hand was now stained with scarlet blood.

Some are dry, some are still dripping.

Cheng Juan lowered his eyes, lowered his head, and gently opened her fingers with his hands. There were two wounds inside, running across the palm of the hand, and the incisions were very narrow.

Cheng Juan is a doctor, how can he not know how deep the wound is?

He stared at the hand for a while, and the light and shadow in his eyes floated, "Cheng Mu, drive the car over."

The wound looked really ferocious, Cheng Mu glanced at it, there was no expression on the wooden face, but his lips were inadvertently pursed.

Drive in silence.

Lu Zhaoying came back to his senses. He stared at the shocking wound and stood up abruptly, "What's going on?"

Jiang Hui had originally accompanied the two of them for a walk, but looking at Cheng Jun's expression now, after so many years, he really hadn't seen much fire from Cheng Jun, and now he couldn't help but look sideways.

Sitting upright, he turned his head and glanced at the director who was standing on the side, knocking the teacup on the table.

Makes a "clang" sound.

As soon as the chief came home, before the stool under his butt was hot, he was called by a police officer.

Director Jiang came to their bureau to inspect!

He didn't know Cheng Juan and Lu Zhaoying, but he knew Jiang Hui. Seeing that Jiang Hui was so polite to Cheng Juan, he threw the teacup again, and his heart suddenly came to his throat.

"What's the matter? You're still lynching?!" He immediately turned his head and asked the police officer.

The police officer handed the confession he brought to Jiang Hui, and repeated what he had learned.

The lounge was quiet, and no one spoke except his voice, and the policeman spoke in a lower and lower voice.

Cheng Mu went to pick up the car and hadn't come back. Lu Zhaoying was used to being domineering in the capital, so Qin Ran was placed in his circle by him.

"laugh--"

A chuckle.

The police officer felt a prick in his heart.

He looked up cautiously.

"I'll give it to them if it's private or public, tsk," Lu Zhaoying ripped off his collar, earrings glowing with a cold light, walked outside the door, tilted his head, and raised his chin towards the police officer, "They Where are the people?"

No one in Sijiucheng has ever dared to say this in front of Cheng Gongzi!