MTL - Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Chapter 55 055 kicked the iron plate! (Two more)

In a word, Deputy Director Shen's legs were weak and his palms were sweating.

"Director Jiang, Jiang?"

The director shook his head and called Li Min out for a detailed inquiry.

Grandma Xu noticed something was wrong. She squeezed her hands and looked at Deputy Director Shang Shen with muddy eyes.

"Director Jiang, Jiang Hui, the one reported daily by Yuncheng Evening News, you are really misering me this time!" Deputy Director Shen wiped his face and stared with a deep look.

Then immediately chased out to find the director.

He really kicked the iron plate this time. He had a good relationship with Xu Father. He thought that this time was a friction between high school students, and he just made a cut.

Who knows, even Jiang Hui was involved, and now he is almost insecure.

Ning Qing just called the lawyer.

She did not see Xu Shen's injury report. She talked about the extent of the injury. If she wanted to be private, it would be at least 800,000.

This is a small sum of money for the Lin family, and the card consumption records in the hands of Ning Qing have all of them there.

Ning Qing walked inside the police station while pressing her temple.

"Mrs. Ning." The policewoman just came forward politely.

This attitude is a bit weird. Ning Qing looked up, "My daughter ..."

"That's it, the director of affairs is dealing with it," the policewoman picked up her pen, and lowered her head to write down another note. "Your daughter has already left the police station. As for Xu Shen, the file of Ninghai Town has been sent to call and also People went to question him. "

When the section chief politely sent her out, Ning Qing had not fully figured out what was going on.

The secretary is dealing?

What does this have to do with the Secretary?

She doesn't even know the deputy director.

**

The school's medical office had incomplete tools, and Cheng Mu drove the car directly to the hospital.

Cheng Ye had a temporary sterilization box on his car, but without other tools, he could only help her disinfect it, and handled it slightly.

The lights in the back seat are on.

I don't know if Cheng Mu is driving stably or the car is performing well. There are no bumps, and the car is flat and stable.

Cheng Yan lowered his eyes, wrapped the bandages thinly, the disinfection water swept across the two wounds, and the flesh rolled out.

Because Qin Wei's skin is too white, the contrast of bright red becomes more obvious.

Man looking at heart locked.

He paused, cleared his throat, and looked up: "You ..."

I saw Qin Yun leaning on the window with her left hand, leaning lazily on the back of the chair, leaning her head, looking out the window, the light printed a light under her dark eyes.

My eyes narrowed slightly, and when I looked closely, I was a little cynical about the game.

Qin Yue did not move her hand, only slightly tilted her head, and the arc of her mouth slowly opened. "What?"

Her eyes were clear and her expression was plain, and she could not see the two wounds on her hand.

The phrase "If it hurts," he stumbled stupidly, Cheng Ye looked at her eyes, and he couldn't avoid it, and those eyes filled the sea of ​​stars.

The hospital arrived soon, but in the evening, the doctor was ready to help her with stitches.

Cheng Ye held a cell phone against the wall and talked with Lu Zhaoying.

"It's good to be eighteen years old," Cheng said, his eyes falling dumbly on the door, obscure, with a cigarette light on his fingertips, his expression still lazy, but his words were cruel, "Can bear criminal responsibility . "

The stitches on Qin Min's hand were sewn, and the anesthesia time was estimated to be similar.

Cheng Ye put the phone back, and subconsciously wanted to get rid of the cigarette.

"Don't avoid me," Qin Yun thought for a while, leaned his head again, leaned against the wall, and looked at his eyes with a smile, "Give me one?"

The ending is light.

Cheng Yi faced the cigarette without changing his color, and threw it into the trash.

Incidentally, I threw away the cigarettes in my pocket.

Qin Yue did not mind, shrugged, and then said, "Thank you today, the expenses are deducted from my salary."

Cheng Ye looked at her back, who was walking in front of her, and pressed her temple with her fingertips, standing for a long while.

**

Over here.

Ning Qing returned to Lin's house.

Lin Qi is sitting in the lobby.

Lin Jinxuan just hung up the phone call and saw her come back and looked at her, "Why are you aunt, how is Qin Yun going?"

When Qin Yu heard the voice upstairs, she lowered the violin at hand. "Aunt, my mother seems to be back. Let's go and see?"

She led Lin Wan downstairs.

Ning Qing was still thinking about the director. She didn't answer Qin Mao when she called. When she saw Lin Wan, she didn't know how to speak again.

Lips closed and didn't speak.

"What's the matter, it makes the whole family restless. Jin Xuan and my brother are looking for someone for one night." Lin Wan took a sip of tea and glanced at Ning Qing.

"It's not easy," Lin Jinxuan shook his head. "Deputy Director Shen intervened, aunt, is there anyone you know in the Public Security Bureau?"

Lin Wan put the tea cup on the table and said nothing.

"Auntie, do you help my sister, she is still in the police station?" Qin Yu shook Lin Wan's arm.

"Detained at the police station?" Lin Wan glanced at Ning Qing with a smile, for a long while, until Ning Qing was embarrassed, she retracted her gaze. "I can't help you. I know a few, but I will find someone tomorrow. Try it. "

Ning Qing was relieved. The Ning family really couldn't find a few acquaintances, and Lin Wanken was willing to help.

"Jin Xuan, do you know their director?" Ning Qing asked Lin Jin Xuan.

"Why--" Lin Wan laughed. "Brother, Jinxuan, I'll go to bed first."

Ning Qing sat on the sofa like a needle felt.

Lin Jinxuan explained, "Our Lin family is just the best of Shangjia."

After all, the Lin family is still very basic.

That's weird.

Ning Qing smiled awkwardly. She didn't know much about such things, just ...

She twisted her eyebrows ... what did that female police officer mean today?

Can't it be Qin Yue or Pan Mingyue?

**

The next day.

Early in the morning.

The sound of classroom exercises in the bedroom building kept sounding.

Already asked for leave, and the noise was still unbearable.

Get irritable out of bed.

Blood under the eyes.

Yesterday, Lu Zhaoying, the school uniform coat, took it to the dry cleaners, and she tore off the thin black coat.

At this moment, formal exercises are conducted between classes, but the first class rarely does exercises. The class is long and many students come out to buy snacks.

People come and go.

Qin Hui lowered his head slightly, dressed neatly, half-squinted apricot eyes, and frowned slightly invisibly.

In the past two days, Qiao Sheng didn't pay much attention to Qin language. Qin language was discovered, but he pretended to be all right.

He went downstairs with Xu Yaoguang to buy lollipops, and Qin Yu went with them to discuss a few questions with Xu Yaoguang in a low voice. Most of the people's eyes were on them along the way.

Qiao Sheng took one hand in his pocket, and there were several younger brothers behind him.

"Qin Yue has taken a leave today?" He peeled a lollipop and stuffed it into his mouth, and then tilted his head and asked Xu Shaoguang.

Xu Yaoguang is today's discipline leader.

Xu Yaoguang was very deserted, paused, then shook his head, "I don't know."

Qin Yu stood aside and froze, "Don't you know?"

"what?"

"Just my sister ..." Qin Yu pursed her lips, then shook her head and twisted her fingers. "Just because she committed a crime, she was still in the police station."

(End of this chapter)