Being His Little Fox

Ningcheng Criminal Police Brigade.

In the office, there was no sound, only the sound of paper turning and typing on the computer keyboard.

The door of Su was pushed open.

Tang Si walked ahead, with a magnificent gesture and wind.

Behind, several police officers brought a charming woman.

Suddenly there was such a beautiful beauty in the solemn police station, which seemed incompatible with this place.

As soon as she walked in, the air seemed to be rubbed softly, with a woman's unique Fang Fei.

She kept staring at Tang Si's legs, her black pants wrapped her straight and powerful legs, and she wore Martin boots, exquisite and capable.

Has been staring at these legs and walked in.

"Take her to the interrogation room, and try it first, I'll come later." After he explained, he went straight to the office.

Those legs suddenly disappeared into the opposite door, and the sustenance in my heart seemed to collapse, and a string that was pulled broke.

Here, she might be familiar with Tang Si, because she and Tang Si talk the most.

At least on the road, contacted.

But he suddenly left, and the straw he was holding was gone.

She bit her lip severely.

It's okay, don't be afraid.

Song Yi, I'm not afraid of death. Why are you afraid of this?

The more she comforted herself, the more panicked. The fear in my heart cannot be overcome.

...

trial room.

The cold white light was shining on Song Yiming's face. Her skin was already fair and tender. At this moment, she was illuminated by the light. She looked smooth and crisp, and her skin was quite good.

The fox's eyes are now hazy and blurred.

"The dead Wu Wang."

When he heard the name, Song Yi Fox raised his eyes slightly. She obviously knew this person.

The police noticed, smiled, and continued: "This year, 25 years old, the only son of the Wu group, died at two o'clock in the morning today. He died of poisoning in an alley not far from your home. We tested him in his nails. To your DNA."

"You attended the banquet yesterday and had a conflict with him. We have reason to suspect—"

"I can't kill him, what evidence do you have that I killed him?"

Song Yi interrupted him, she forced herself to calm down, her face was indeed calm, and she was more like a cold beauty at the moment.

The delicate voice was a little trembling, and I couldn't hear it if I didn't listen carefully.

She knew that she could only rely on herself at the moment.

"Have an alibi?"

"No."

She was sent home by Li Wen last night and slept directly, she was alone.

"Miss Song, then you are very suspicious."

Song Yi frowned displeased, her eyebrows immersed in a bit of coldness, obviously, she was very uncomfortable at the moment.

"He died of poisoning. Do you have evidence that I poisoned him?" She raised her eyes, her eyes were clear and thorny, bold and strong, with a very aggressive beauty.

"If not, please let me go."

Emotions are on the verge of losing control.

Staying in this place for a while, she will really break down.

"Crack—"

At this time, the door was pushed open.

Tang Si put his hands in his pockets and stepped in.

Song Yi stared at him, feeling slightly relaxed.

Because he wears casual clothes.

The person who had just interrogated him went out, and Tang Si was seated opposite her, with a record policeman beside her.

Song Yizhuo stared at Tang Si like that.

Tang Si seemed to be a little uncomfortable by her gaze. He lowered his eyes and glanced at the notebook.

"There is no alibi, and no one to prove it to you. So far, your suspicion is the biggest." He said lightly.

The lazy voice was somewhat cold.

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