Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

"Pah, pah, pah." The girl raised her arms and clapped carelessly, looking at her lazily: "You're right, I want to know too."

Mrs. Hill was about to break her guard again, but was stopped by the man beside her: "Okay, the doctor didn't tell you not to get too emotional, your blood pressure is going to rise again."

"How could I not be excited!" Mrs. Hill asked firmly.

Eileenson shook his head at her and gently stroked the back of her hand: "Calm down."

Mrs. Hill took a deep breath, turned her head away, and couldn't see, not see.

Seeing that she was no longer entangled, Eileenson stepped forward slowly with a stern face and said face to face with the girl: "Miss Qiao, we have lost a daughter!"

Qiao Nian looked at him squarely, crossing her arms magnanimously and fearlessly: "So?"

Erinson inevitably frowned and repeated her words: "So?"

"Yes. So what?" Qiao Nian said frankly: "People are born every day in this world, and people die every day. You have lost a relative, so what?"

She just didn't say 'what does it have to do with me', and the effect was almost the same.

Erinson instantly understood what she was asking, and the expression on her face was not much better than Mrs. Hill before, with a cold face.

"The life and death of others may have nothing to do with you, but Elena's death, do you dare to say that it has nothing to do with you? If it has nothing to do with you, why are you being called here now."

"well said."

Qiao Nian turned his head and looked at the policewoman beside him, as if he had just remembered her. He couldn't suppress the sharp look in his eyebrows and glanced lightly.

"So why did the NYPD call me here?"

The policewoman had never seen a person from the Y continent with such a strong aura. She was stunned by Qiao Nian's question and opened her mouth. Her aura had weakened by half before she even opened her mouth.

"We doubt……"

"What are the reasons and evidence for your suspicion? Do you have any? Without evidence, your calling to ask me to come over is an infringement of my personal rights."

The girl interrupted her impatiently.

The policewoman was sweating profusely. She was uneasy and opened her mouth again: "You are the first person to discover Ms. Elena's death. We..."

"The first person found does not represent the murderer. Didn't the teacher teach you this basic knowledge when you were in police school?"

She is extremely strong.

"I'll let the lawyer deal with you."

"Hopefully the NYPD is ready."

The policewoman's expression changed again and again, but she was silenced by the strong aura on her body and could only look at Mo Di and others frequently.

After Qiao Nian got rid of the NYPD people, she turned to Eileenson, who had just questioned her, and shrugged: "Okay, it's solved. Do you still have problems now?"

Eileenson was so angry that she smiled instead, stared at Qiao Nian with a pair of cold eyes, and said with meaning: "I have heard before that Miss Qiao is very courageous and does not look down on anyone. I used to think that The rumors are not necessarily true. Now it seems that the rumors about Miss Qiao are very true, and the description is accurate! "

"I don't like your insinuations. I don't understand you even if you don't want to listen. If you want to talk to me, please be direct."

"Okay, be more direct!"

Eileenson was furious: "The question my wife asked is what I want to ask. She is dead, why don't you let her go?"

He looked at the man next to Qiao Nian, shifted the blame, and pointed at Ye Wangchuan: "Because of him? You are so jealous that you don't even want to keep her body!"

"..."

Qiao Nian wanted to applaud him and praise him for his wonderful analysis. He should stop analyzing it in the future.