Reborn Sweet Wife Has Cat Disease

He Nan shook his head lightly, "That location happened to be in the blind spot of surveillance, and nothing was captured at all."

He Nan swallowed nervously, "I've already checked, the time of the pregnant woman's death, Miss Si Yi was in the Si Yi Group at that time, everyone can testify to her, and the police also believed our words, but. "

He didn't go on.

"But what?" Si Yi asked in a low voice with a slightly cold face.

"However, the pregnant woman's husband didn't believe it. He insisted that Miss Si Yi bumped into the person, and we deliberately defended Miss Si Yi."

"Asshole." Si Yi slammed his phone on the table in a daze, and He Nan almost jumped up because of the loud voice.

"Mr. Si Yi, I don't know why, but that pregnant woman wrote that line on the ground. I've already checked, and Miss Si Yi never knew that pregnant woman."

The tricky thing was this place, the two of them didn't know each other at all, what was the reason for the pregnant woman to write down that line of handwriting with blood in her last breath.

Si Yi's startled black eyes turned cold, and he snorted coldly, "There must be someone behind that man, let me check."

"I'll go right away." He Nan nodded and retreated immediately.

Si Yi sat on the chair in a daze, glanced at the picture on the screen, and suddenly an ominous premonition surged in his heart.

Si Yi Miaomiao drove the car to her studio, she was shocked when the car stopped, she slowly opened the door and walked out.

She stared wide-eyed at the studio wall, and she couldn't believe her eyes.

The walls of the studio were splattered with bright red paint that looked like dried blood.

Written in chicken blood on the wall, the murderer pays with blood.

Shocking, Si Yi Miaomiao's heart trembled.

Si Yi raised her legs and ran quickly into the studio, "Zhao Guan, are you there, answer me." The studio was just renovated because of the last fire, and the smell of paint has not dissipated.

Si Yi meowed inside, and after scanning around, she didn't see Zhao Guan's face, she was anxious, and she yelled, "Zhao Guan, I'm Miaomiao, answer me quickly, did you hear me. "

"Meow." A faint voice sounded from behind the sofa.

"Zhao Guan." Si Yi walked to the back of the sofa a few steps, and she saw Zhao Guan covering her head with a white towel, which was stained red with blood.

"Why are you injured?" Si Yi walked up to Zhao Guan anxiously, and she stretched out her hand to pull him up.

Blood flowed down Zhao Guan's forehead, and half of his face was stained red with blood. Si Yi's heart tightened, "Who beat you?" Her eyes narrowed, bursting out Raging rage.

"When I first came in, I saw a group of people writing and drawing outside, splashing red paint, I went to stop them, they called me the murderer's helper, and beat me down in the face .”

Si Yi's eyes were red, "It's all my fault, it's all my fault."

Zhao Guan patted her head, "It's okay, Meow, I believe you didn't do it."

As he said that, his painful brows frowned.

"Let's go to the hospital." Si Yi Miaomiao supported Zhao Guan's arm and got into his car.

She drove the car very fast, like an arrow off the string, flying towards the hospital.