Being His Little Fox

He paused slightly, then turned around and glanced at the interrogation room.

"Don't show up in front of her, maybe she will be more relaxed."

"..." The implication is that he is astonishingly ugly?

"Boss, don't take you such a personal attack."

Tang Si licked his lips, smiled lightly, and lazily put his hands in his trouser pockets: "This girl is a bit special, I won't tell you the specifics, maybe she suffered psychological trauma when she was young."

He tilted his head slightly, peach blossom eyes with a lazy smile: "Don't go and hang around in front of her. She is now my important suspect. If something happens, let's see how I deal with you."

The tone seemed to be joking, but it also meant to alert people.

He has always been like this, commanding things in a relaxed tone, not strong.

It gives people a feeling that he gets along well. After a long time, he will feel a sense of distance and coldness. No one can really walk into his world.

After that, he squinted at Zhou Liang, "But you are quite self-aware."

Zhou Liang: "???"

"Know that I am ugly."

Leaving such a sentence, others have gone far.

by! One day you will die if you don't use your tongue!

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The night is as dark as wine, the sky is as dark as splashed ink, and the criminal police brigade is still brightly lit.

Looking from afar, the mist is like a dark gauze, covering the solemn building.

"Is there hot water?"

"Comrade police, can you ask a comrade in casual clothes to send it off, thank you."

"I'm a little cold, do you have a blanket?"

The woman sitting in the chair has fair skin and a reddish face, as if soaked in rouge, not shy, but forbearing.

Her face was not pretty, she was all alone in the dim light, and she was even weaker.

She seemed to be bound by something glued in her heart, and the deep fear violently invaded her heart, mind, and even her whole body, like being buried in a bomb, which would explode at any time.

She kept calling people and talking, no one found something wrong with her.

They only frowned, thinking that this woman was coquettish and troublesome.

Tang Si confessed, trying to meet her needs.

They don't know why, they can only do so.

The criminal police team went up and down, passing by the busy office, Tang Si looked up from a pile of documents and stared at the people going back and forth.

After a long while.

He suddenly stood up, walked out, and pulled a person: "What are you busy with?"

The man replied: "Song Yi, I want this one while I want that one."

He couldn't help but complained: "I've never seen her so long-winded."

It's just a force.

Is this sure that the suspect is not the ancestor?

Tang Si pressed his lips lightly, thinking for a while.

Immediately patted him on the shoulder: "She has a special body, she can't do good or bad, it's hard work."

His eyes fell on the blanket in his hand: "Give it to me, you go take a rest."

"Boss, how can this be..."

Tang Si snorted, looked at him, and said in a lazy tone: "Why is this not possible? Or is there gold hidden in your kid's blanket?"

"No no, that hard-working boss."

Song Yi over there just felt hard, his hands and feet were cold.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and Song Yi bit his lip and looked towards the door.

Tang Si paused, his gaze seemed to hit his chest.

What kind of look is that weak woman?

Expecting, pitiful, but also tolerant and calm.

She is really uncomfortable, but she doesn't want others to see her like this. She is a person who pursues perfection, so she tolerates it.

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