Being His Little Fox

In the hall, the glass broke all over.

The man was lying on the ground, blood spreading along his chest, and the glass **** was stained with bright red blood.

With a gentle breeze, a strong smell of blood flowed into the lungs along the nose, causing discomfort.

Song Yi turned around and saw this scene, his brain buzzing, as if there were many images, all about to rush out of his mind, trying to grasp those scenes.

But disappeared in an instant.

The express delivery in his hand also fell to the ground, and the hall was panicked.

Wen Mu was also taken aback for a moment, his face was full of astonishment, the woman beside him just fell down like that...

The outside wind was blowing, and the weather was gloomy in an instant, with dark clouds covering the sky tightly, and the entire city was shrouded in dark clouds.

Wen Mu's face was extremely ugly, and he looked towards a certain building in the distance.

Soon, Song Yi reacted, shaking hands, and called the police.

The police came quickly.

The entire company was cordoned off, and there were many passersby taking pictures, all of which were stopped by the police.

But there are still pictures flowing out.

Various versions have been widely circulated on the Internet, and people are worried about this incident.

Tang Si got out of the car, his face was serious and terrifying.

There are still people taking pictures with their phones.

Tang Si raised his eyebrows, his deep eyes were full of wild evil: "Who the **** will take another one and go with Lao Tzu to the game."

The tone was as cold as frost and snow, and the sky was already gloomy, and it was a bit more cold.

Ningxia Chuan and Zhou Liang conducted a survey on the scene.

It was a long-range sniper, and a shot was directed at her heart.

Zidan penetrated the glass door.

Tang Si stood, glanced at everything here, suddenly narrowed his black eyes.

Kneeling down, he found Zidan's head against the glass, rubbed Zidan with his hand, and frowned.

It can be recognized at a glance, the M82Barret50Cal sniper rifle, which is used by professional snipers, has a long range, high accuracy, strong penetration, and ranks first in comprehensive performance.

Generally...te.zhong. Only used by troops, the level of qiang is very high.

His eyes are deep and heavy. This is because some people directly want Chang Yue's life, or perhaps someone does not want him to live, and has been warning him...

Behind, who is it...

Tang Si put the warhead into the evidence bag, stood up, with a deep tone, facing the forensic doctor Wang Jinliang: "Bring the body back, the news on the Internet can be overwhelming."

Chang Yue, a first-line female celebrity, is 25 years old, she is a good time for youth.

It is a local, a local registered permanent residence, a harmonious family, and very happy and harmonious. Now that this incident has happened, the Internet must be a big explosion, and the pressure on them to handle the case is even greater.

It has received a lot of attention from the society. After all, Chang Yue is a public figure and a very hot public figure.

Tang Si looked at Zhou Liang: "Take someone to check Chang Yue's social relationship, and whether he has had any grudges or entanglements with anyone recently."

"Call someone again..." Tang Si pointed to Wen Mu over there: "Make a note for him."

He stood in the crowd, calm and self-sufficient, calm and restrained, instructing everything.

Everyone was busy following his orders.

Song Yi stood far away, just looking at him like that.

She still feels cold and cold all over her body.

"Rumble—" Thunder roared outside.

The heavy rain fell desperately from the sky.

Chang Yue was put on a stretcher and put in a body bag.

The raindrops were so big that they knocked on the bag. Every time it was like wanting to knock the bag to pieces, and want the people inside to see the gloomy sky.

The cold wind is constantly sweeping.

They carried the people into the car coldly.

If it were not for the body bag, the blood would be smeared by the rain.

Following the rain, it smears on everyone's feet...

The air pressure at the scene is very low and low, and almost all of them are doing cleanup and investigation with a calm face.

Coupled with the heavy rain, the whole place looked lifeless.

People are dead again, and the cold wind blowing over can cause goose bumps all over the body. It can no longer be called a cold wind, and I think it is a gust of wind.

The rain is so heavy that it can blur people’s vision.

Tang Si watched Chang Yue being carried into the car, and then retracted his gaze. Looking back, his gaze happened to collide with Song Yi.

The woman stood there, staring at herself, on the surface, she couldn't see anything, her face was calm, her eyes still calm.

It was the same as when he took Song Yi back to the Criminal Investigation Team for the first time, calm and cold.

His eyes were so dark that he couldn't see any emotions, and he pursed his lips: "Xia Chuan, follow me."

"Ok."

He strode towards Song Yi with a serious tone: "The law enforcement record is open, and the notes are written."

"Well, good." Ning Xiachuan followed Tang Si.

Ningxiachuan has always been taciturn and not much talk.

Song Yi watched the man walk towards him step by step.

That's not Tang Si, not her boyfriend.

It was Officer Tang, walking towards her.

Song Yi's footsteps stepped back slightly, and the movements exposed her surface calmness, which were all fake.

Tang Si lowered his eyes to see her retreating steps, his lips were pursed, and his heart tightened a bit.

Song Yi retired again, and there was a counter behind her.

Besides, the man is already standing in front of her.

A familiar and unfamiliar smell wrapped Song Yi tightly.

The heart couldn't help but beat faster.

It's not heartbeat, it's fear and tension.

"Thank you, Miss Song Yi, please cooperate with the investigation and make a transcript." Tang Si slightly clicked the police officer's card sandwiched on his chest between his fingers.

Eyebrows were cold, staring at Song Yi.

Song Yi bit his lower lip, and said flatly, "Okay."

Tang Si nodded and spoke in a flat tone: "Song Yi, founder of Ye Se Entertainment, what is the relationship between you and Chang Yue?"

"Just after signing a contract with our company, the contract was finalized, and that's it for going downstairs."

Ningxiachuan silently remembered the transcript behind him.

Tang Si spoke again: "When did the contract sign, when did the negotiation begin, who is the introducer, and where is the contract?"

Indifferent interrogation tone, without the slightest personal feelings.

Song Yi's eyebrows were drooping, unable to see the emotion in her eyes, and the tone was also calmly replied: "Just now, at around five o'clock, the talk started two days ago. It was sent by Wen Mu. The contract It's in the office upstairs, you can get it."

The tone and tone of the two people's questions and answers are completely strangers.

Tang Si frowned, seeing the woman's hand on the counter trembling slightly.

The heart tightened a little more, it was more like a knife slashing on the heart, and it hurt.

I really want to give her a hug and tell her it's okay and he is there.

But not...

At present, he cannot do this.

Song Yi knew in his heart that he couldn't comfort himself at this moment.

Even if he is the only one to rely on now, the only fault that can seek security is not good.

Tang Si sullen his face and looked back at the hall behind him. The policemen dressed in the system were busy going up and down.

After a second or two, he retracted his gaze and said, "Go upstairs and look at the contract."

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