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After answering the phone, Yu Yiming asked in surprise: "I've already read the post on Weibo, how can this matter be hyped up like this?"

Song Yan shook her head slowly: "I don't know what's going on, but I vaguely feel that someone is planning behind these things." Even including the matter of painting large characters, she also felt that someone was instigating behind the scenes.

"Now that I have some evidence, I want you to introduce me to the former private investigator to investigate the situation." She said to Yiming.

Yu Yiming immediately gave her the private detective's phone number.

An hour later, she was sitting in the teahouse, sitting opposite the skinny private detective she had seen.

"It's the delivery man. If necessary, I can say hello to the property owner and ask them to show you the surveillance data." She sent the photo on the phone to private detective Chen Feng and said to him.

Chen Feng nodded: "Okay, I will find a way to investigate, starting with the food delivery company he belongs to, it's not difficult."

After saying goodbye to Chen Feng, Song Yan went back to Taoyuan Meishu.

When she reached the door of the unit, she stopped to take out the access control card from her bag and opened the door. Suddenly footsteps sounded behind her. She subconsciously turned her head and saw liquid splashed towards her.

She quickly jumped back to get out of the way, but a little of the liquid still splashed on her arm, and the skin of her arm immediately felt a burning sensation, which was extremely hot and painful.

She couldn't help covering her arms, and let out a muffled snort, and at this moment, another wave of liquid was splashed towards her.

Song Yan was so frightened that he couldn't care about the pain anymore, he stumbled and turned around to avoid it, and shouted at the same time: "Help!"

The man chased after him and poured the liquid in the bottle at her again.

Seeing that Song Yan had nowhere to hide this time, those pungent and sour liquids were about to be splashed on her body. At this critical moment, a big suit fell from the sky and blocked between her and the liquids.

Then she fell into a warm embrace, the familiar smell filled her nose, it was his smell.

"You stand still." Su Xing said in a deep voice, let go of her, and walked towards the attacker.

Song Yan watched blankly as he easily dodged the man's attack, pinched his wrist, and then the bottle containing the liquid fell to the ground, and the man also fell to his knees.

"Who sent you here?" Su Xing asked the assailant condescendingly.

The man was in his 20s, dressed like a punk, stuck his neck and said, "I came by myself—"

"I have no grievances with you, why did you attack me!" Song Yan interrupted him angrily.

"Little Si, who everyone shouts and beats, I hate people like you the most!"

Su Xing bent down to pick up the bottle on the ground, and there was still a bit of that pungent liquid in the bottle: "What did you pour on him?"

The man turned his head and didn't answer.

Su Xing poured down the bottle, a few drops of liquid dripped on the man's shoulder, the man's body twitched, and he panicked: "What are you doing!"

"If you don't tell me, I'll try to see what it is." Su Xing's voice sounded emotionless, as if he was about to fall.

"Don't, don't! That's sulfuric acid, concentrated sulfuric acid!" The man finally couldn't help shouting out.

"Who asked you to come?" Su Xing asked, his subordinates did not pause.

The man didn't answer, his hand poured down slightly, and a few drops of sulfuric acid dripped on the man's body again.

The man trembled: "This is intentional injury, and it is a criminal offense!"

"You know it's a criminal offense. It seems that the person who sent you gave you a lot of money." The bottle in Su Xing's hand tilted more and more, "However, since someone can hire you to do this kind of thing without having to bear the burden Responsibility, even if I pour sulfuric acid on you, I can find a way to escape the guilt."

"Don't, don't! I really don't know. I was told by a middleman. I really don't know who the specific hirer is!" The man shouted anxiously.

Su Xing dropped the bottle in his hand and let him go: "Okay, get lost."

The man looked at him blankly as if in disbelief.

He frowned: "Why, go to the police station?"

The man immediately got up from the ground and left, leaving the bottle alone.

Song Yan witnessed Su Xing's "extorted confession" process all the way, and couldn't help being speechless.This man is really daring sometimes. I still remember the last time he helped her out and held the drunk in the water, almost drowning him.This time concentrated sulfuric acid was poured on people!

However, his trick really worked, and the man was recruited in two or three strokes, which was more effective than the police.But why did he let the man go?

"I will find someone to investigate this matter, so there is no need to call the police." Su Xing explained, probably seeing through what she was thinking.

Song Yan pursed his lips, and turned to pull the door of the unit. As soon as he pulled hard, his arm felt a tingling pain, and he couldn't help withdrawing his hand with a "hiss".

The closed unit door was supported by a big hand, and his tall body blocked the cold wind behind her: "Go in."

Song Yan went in clutching his arms, Su Xing looked down at her: "Did your arm get splashed?"

"It's okay, just go back and apply some medicine." Song Yan began to climb the stairs.

The two stood in front of each other, silently, and when they reached the third floor, Su Xing suddenly grabbed her by the shoulders and pushed towards their residence.

"What are you doing?" Song Yan asked loudly.

"Take you to the medicine."

"I have a medicine box at home, so don't bother you, Mr. Su!" Song Yan resolutely refused.

Even if she wanted to continue pretending to be his girlfriend, she didn't want to be alone with him anymore except in unavoidable circumstances.

"Can your medicine cabinet compare to a doctor's?"

Song Yan choked, coughed twice and said, "Maybe it can't be compared, but it's not a big problem to deal with my injury."

"He's got good burn medicine—"

"I also have it there." She was scalded by the pork rib soup before, and she still had the scald medicine prepared in the Sacred Heart Hospital.

He glanced at her, seeming to be a bit contemptuous: "Is scalding with boiling water the same as scalding with sulfuric acid?"

Song Yan shut up, thinking in his heart, it might be different.

Thinking about it this way, Su Xing had already pulled her into the house. Su Xing pushed her into the sofa, and hurried to Sun Fushang's room. Sun Fushang was probably on duty today and was not there.

After a while, he came out with a medicine box and sat beside Song Yan. "Roll up your sleeves." He said while taking out the disinfectant and utensils.

Song Yan had no choice but to take off the outer coat. The sleeve of the coat had been burnt with a small hole, as was the sweater inside. She rolled up the sleeves of the sweater, revealing her fair arms.

In the middle of the forearm, a coin-sized erythema.He stared at it for a while, then took the disinfectant and used a cotton swab to disinfect her.

After disinfecting, he took out an ointment and applied it to her wound with a cotton swab.

Song Yan looked at the ointment with his head, and his eyes widened: "Didn't you say that boiling water burns are different from sulfuric acid burns? Isn't this the same ointment?"

This is the ointment left at home, she remembers it very clearly!