Yang Shanshan saw Wenjie froze in place, with a confused look on his face.

He sighed helplessly.

While sighing, I suddenly felt the low pressure behind me.

My heart dropped. What's worse, I forgot everything when I saw Wenjie.

Huang Weiwei behind him...

She timidly turned her head and looked at her slightly yellow seaweed-like hair dancing in the wind, and the skirt of her black pajamas almost blending into the darkness.

The white cardigan on the shoulders suddenly distinguished the black silk pajamas from the darkness.

This sudden feeling and strong color collision give people a cold feeling.

Yang Shanshan pinched Wenjie's arm. Most of her anger had subsided, leaving only a bunch of questions waiting to question Wenjie.

"Why don't you answer my call?

Why don't you reply to my message?

Did you miss me?

Wenjie stretched out his hands to rub his face. These questions made him a little embarrassed.

Especially in front of Huang Weiwei at this moment.

Huang Weiwei was still sobbing there, like a homeless child.

In fact, Wenjie also has questions to ask.

What I want to ask most is, what happened to Huang Weiwei?

But Wenjie understood that when women ask questions, men have no right to ask questions.

At this time, explaining, flattering, hugging, lifting someone up... is obviously inappropriate.

So he could only nod.

Yang Shanshan asked a question and he nodded.

so and so,

Yang Shanshan asked three or four questions, and after he nodded three or four times, Yang Shanshan noticed Wenjie's perfunctory behavior.

She pushed Wenjie's chest and feigned anger: "Why are you nodding? Why are you here? You should answer it."

Oh, he just nodded and didn't pay attention to what Yang Shanshan asked.

The question just now was not a flirtation, but a very serious question.

Then...this question can be answered.

Wenjie curled his lips, and the embarrassed expression on his face softened slightly.

But soon, a deeper embarrassment emerged.

Because he didn't know how to answer.

He didn't know how he got here.

So, I couldn't help but squeeze out three words from between my teeth: "I don't know."

When Yang Shanshan heard this answer, she thought Wenjie was perfunctory with her again.

She glared at Wenjie with a look of shame and anger, then raised her pink fist and gestured towards Wenjie.

Wenjie glanced past Yang Shanshan and glanced behind her, then mouthed to Yang Shanshan: Well, behind you, Huang Weiwei is crying. Do you think this... is appropriate?

Yang Shanshan had no choice but to give up, put down her fist angrily, and inevitably glared at Wenjie again.

Wenjie ignored it and said, "Where...is this?"

Yang Shanshan was instantly petrified and looked at Wenjie seriously for a moment.

Wenjie's sunken eye sockets were all clear and clear, and he looked at Yang Shanshan calmly.

Not meant to be a joke at all.

It seemed like he really didn't know where this was.

Yang Shanshan wanted to say something, but she heard a burst of footsteps behind her, followed by Huang Weiwei's howling again.

Yang Shanshan turned around and saw several police officers coming out of the corridor.

Huang Weiwei also went crazy and rushed over to grab the leading police officer's arm.

Wenjie's eyes narrowed slightly when he saw the group of police comrades.

Isn't this Captain Wu, Lao Li and Xiao Zhang? Behind them were a few policemen they didn't recognize.

Upon seeing this, Yang Shanshan ran to Huang Weiwei's side and took out a tissue to help her cry.

While comforting her, he took her hands off the policeman.

Pulling this hand down, the other hand grasped the person's police uniform.

Yang Shanshan helplessly picked at her other hand.

For several rounds, Yang Shanshan looked at the police comrades numbly, her clothes being rubbed into disgrace.

That look seemed to say: I have tried my best, really!

Wenjie looked at the group of policemen, and then at the inhuman Huang Weiwei, and understood:

Judging from the sad and silly look on Huang Weiwei's face, she must have been greatly stimulated.

Something big happened!

Could it be that some relative of Huang Weiwei was killed?

Wenjie's mood became extremely low, and his heart clenched tightly.

He slowly walked over, leaned close to Yang Shanshan, turned his head and looked at her eagerly.

Under Wenjie's gaze, Yang Shanshan shyly reached out and touched her slightly red cheeks.

He coughed violently again to cover up.

At this time and on what occasion, it is really inappropriate for you and me to flirt with each other.

"Comrade police, who killed my brother? Ah...brother!"

Huang Weiwei was tired of crying and scratching. She sat slumped on the ground and murmured: "Who...who is it?"

Yang Shanshan and Wenjie stepped forward and pulled Huang Weiwei up.

"Ms. Huang, my condolences! We will do our best to solve the case. Look at you now..."

Captain Wu looked at Huang Weiwei's dull eyes and swallowed the second half of the sentence.

Forget it, I can't take notes now.

As the reporter and sister of the deceased Huang Dongheng, Ms. Huang Weiwei must have been greatly stimulated.

Team Wu looked at Wenjie and the girl next to Wenjie. The two were very close, they should be lovers.

"Wenjie, you and your...girlfriend, please send Huang Weiwei back. You need to keep someone with her. She's been stimulated. Don't think about it anymore. Anyway...take care of her. Let her have as much time as possible.

Have a rest.

Tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, when her mental state is better, bring her to the police station to make a record."

"Okay, Captain Wu! Don't worry, she can leave now, right?"

Seeing Captain Wu nod, Wenjie and Yang Shanshan helped Huang Weiwei away.

In the evening, Huang Weiwei drove to Huang Dongheng's residence.

She came to get the transfer contract for the bakery.

She had been living with her brother Huang Dongheng before, so she had the key to this house.

I knocked on the door for a long time, but no one opened it.

She was very puzzled. It was Huang Dongheng who called her and asked her to come. Why didn't he open the door for her?

I had no choice but to dig out my key chain in my bag and find the key to this house.

Opening the door and entering the house, Huang Weiwei called Huang Dongheng's name and walked inside...

She always calls him by his name.

I knew earlier that I should call him brother, but I feel like I haven’t called him brother much, so I have no chance... This fucking life!

Anyway, the room was eerily quiet, giving her an ominous premonition.

She went straight to the study.

As a result... I saw Huang Dongheng lying on the desk, his back stained with blood, and the ground was stained with blood.

The desk and bookcases were turned into a mess.

"Ah..." she screamed and shrank into the corner, tremblingly taking out her phone to call the police.
To be continued...