Nightmare Attack

"Don't be afraid, it's safe now," the ponytailed policewoman handed a cup of hot water to Jiang Cheng.

But the latter didn't take it. He was shivering on the sofa at the moment, hugging his knees with his hands, and his eyes were panic-stricken.

Seeing this scene, the policewoman sighed and had to gently put the cup of water on the coffee table in front of him.

"You are safe now," the policewoman spoke in a very gentle voice, as if she was worried about irritating the poor young man in front of her again, "What happened, who are they, and why do they want to hurt you?"

She paused, put her hand on Jiang Cheng's hand, and felt the latter's still trembling body. It is not difficult to imagine how much psychological damage the incident had caused to this gentle young man.

After a long time of comfort from the policewoman, Jiang Cheng seemed to have come out of fear, but only a little bit. He looked timid and didn't even dare to look at Chen Xiaomeng and others.

After just a glance, he was so scared that he immediately looked away, and finally lowered his head.

The thin body shook even more violently.

"If you don't tell us anything, these people may take advantage of the situation and escape the punishment they deserve," the policewoman said to Jiang Cheng in a tone that was much better than Chen Xiaomeng's.

So far, Chen Xiaomeng and the others have remained silent, especially Chen Xiaomeng, who stared at Jiang Cheng with a look that could eat him alive.

The ponytailed policewoman was stunned for a moment, she slowly lowered her head and found that the timid young man in front of her, who was bowing his head, slowly put his hand on hers.

Then he gently stroked it.

If it were normal, she would immediately give this shameless and frivolous counterattack, but now, she felt happy from the bottom of her heart, because this meant that the young man in front of her, who had become autistic because of the injury, had accepted her.

It was she who helped him get out of the haze.

He is still young and should have a better life.

"Beautiful sister," Jiang Cheng raised his head, his voice was soft and cowardly, but the next sentence made her stunned, "In fact, they are not bad people, they are all Xia Meng's family, and Xia Meng..."

Jiang Cheng suddenly paused, then pursed his lips, and his eyes revealed an indescribable subtle feeling, shy, timid, but more of a sigh for the past that can't be pursued.

A few seconds later, the policewoman seemed to realize something. She blinked and looked at Jiang Cheng, then turned her head and looked at Chen Xiaomeng who was angry, as if she understood something.

"Is she your girlfriend?" the policewoman asked.

The two of them are very compatible in terms of appearance and temperament. They are the kind of good-looking that can be found in a crowd at a glance, so this violent crime of breaking into the house has added a touch of resentment. ơɱ

Hate arises from love.

The policewoman suddenly had an idea.

"You misunderstood, it's not what you think," Jiang Cheng seemed to see what the policewoman was thinking, and hurriedly clarified: "We are not very familiar with each other, but one night we attended a friend's party and drank too much." At this point, Jiang Cheng stopped immediately, as if he found that he had let the cat out of the bag, his cheeks turned red, and his eyes began to dodge. The originally noisy scene immediately quieted down. The two policemen who were busy registering the identity information of Chen Xiaomeng and others and checking the items they carried stopped their work, turned around and blinked, looked at the shy Jiang Cheng, and then looked at Chen Xiaomeng, whose face was pale. The policemen were not old, and after a few seconds, they looked at each other, and their eyes showed a unified expression of understanding. The blood on Chen Xiaomeng's face faded completely, and her blue lips kept shaking. If it weren't for the middle-aged man pressing her shoulders, the scene would probably get out of control. Based on the known information, the policewoman has a preliminary judgment that this incident was entirely caused by the emotional dispute between Jiang Cheng and the girl named Xia Meng.

Under the catalysis of alcohol, the two of them had some things that shouldn't have happened, and then after all kinds of unsuccessful communication, they developed to the current situation.

"Sister Wei," a young policeman came over with a bag, "Captain Liu called and asked us to hurry up. Someone disappeared in the south of the city last night, and the team is short of manpower."

"Got it," the policewoman closed the record book in her hand, looked at him and asked, "Have you packed up your things?"

"All here." The man patted the bag in his hand, "Brother Liu still has some in his hand, he is registering the vehicle outside."

"Keep an eye on the people, we'll pack up."

"Okay."

"By the way," the policewoman who had just stood up looked back at Jiang Cheng, "You have to go with us too, there are some specific situations we need to understand."

"It should be," Jiang Cheng stood up, soft and weak, and wanted to stick to the policewoman, "Beautiful sister, can I take a car with you?" He blinked.

"What do you want?" The policewoman asked, holding a notebook in one hand.

"I feel especially safe with you by my side."

"Okay."

On the way back, the situation was slightly different from what Jiang Cheng had imagined. The younger policeman drove the car, and the heroic policewoman with a ponytail sat in the passenger seat.

Then, excluding Jiang Cheng, there were two dark-skinned male policemen who looked very serious.

They sandwiched Jiang Cheng in the middle, one on the left and one on the right.

Because the two policemen were relatively strong, it was very difficult for Jiang Cheng to move his body.

But even so, he still stretched his neck as long as possible and approached the policewoman. "Beautiful sister," he said, "I think today's matter is a misunderstanding. Can you not punish them too harshly?"

After closing the blue-covered record book, the policewoman turned her head in surprise and looked at Jiang Cheng with a look that she didn't expect you to have such a good heart.

"We can't say anything about this kind of thing," the policewoman exhaled, "but the crime of injuring someone with a weapon is certainly not a light one."

"Little brother, don't be naive." He turned the steering wheel to the left and the vehicle turned into the left lane. The young policeman who was driving stared at the rearview mirror and said casually: "They are not committing a crime of passion. Premeditated, in their car”

"Cough." The policeman sitting on the left side of Jiangcheng coughed, a little abruptly.

The young policeman driving the car immediately shut up.

The atmosphere in the car suddenly changed.

"Are you driving with your mouth?" The policewoman's tone also became serious, which was completely different from the tone she spoke to Jiang Cheng. The young policeman who was driving the car shrank in fear.

He had just joined the police force not long ago and was a rookie.

"If you don't need it, keep your mouth shut," the policewoman continued.