Fu Shao's little wife is a prophet

There is a floor-to-ceiling glass window in the coffee shop opposite the Xiaojinku Street. Wen Qingyue is sitting by the window, leaning on the back of the single sofa, her legs are shallow, and she is drinking coffee leisurely, His eyes passed through the glass and fell across the street, observing the people coming and going.

About 20 minutes later, a few men came out of the Gold Cave and stood beside the police. Wen Qingyue put down her coffee, took out her mobile phone to send a message, and looked up out the window after a few seconds.

The person who was about to get into the car also happened to look at her, their eyes collided, and the man walked towards her across the zebra crossing after a few words with the people around him.

"Captain Yang, here!" Wen Qingyue waved to the man who had just entered the store, fearing that calling him a police officer would attract the attention of others, so she changed her address.

Yang Chong came over, sat down opposite her, frowned and said, "You college students are so idle?"

"It's indeed much more leisurely than the police uncle." Wen Qingyue smiled lightly.

She came here to find him today, wondering if they found anything from the clues she provided?

Wen Qingyue asked: "I'm not going around in circles anymore. Captain Yang should have seen the message I sent you last night. Is there any new progress?"

Just as Yang Chong was about to speak, he noticed from the corner of his eye that the waiter was approaching with a cup of coffee, so he stopped, and waited for the person to put down the coffee and leave before speaking, but he did not answer her, "You have strong observation and memory skills, what is your specialty?"

Wen Qingyue: "Thank you for the compliment, Department of Medicine."

"Department of Medicine, very good." Yang Chong nodded thoughtfully, his words were full of admiration for her.

"You still have not answered my question."

Yang Chong touched his eyebrows, "There is progress, your clues let us further rule out the possibility of suicide."

Wen Qingyue: "..."

What she wanted was not such a sentence, she had already guessed the answer herself.

Wen Qingyue frowned subconsciously, "Captain Yang, I have provided you with such important clues, it's reciprocal, shouldn't you tell me some news of equal value?"

"You are a little girl who chases stars and goes shopping, can't you? Why care about these horrible and bloody murders?"

Yang Chong looked at her puzzled, with a helpless and troubled tone.

Wen Qingyue shook her head: "You are biased in what you said. The little girl must chase stars and go shopping? If so, why are there policewomen in your team?"

Yang Chong was left speechless by her insults, took two sips of coffee, wrinkled his thick eyebrows together tightly, and asked after a long silence: "I can tell you, but promise me not to act in private."

Wen Qingyue nodded, waiting quietly for him to speak.

"The deceased's name is Lin Shu. You are a third-year student at the Academy of Fine Arts next door. You didn't have much contact with Liu Nanchen. That night was the first time they met. She was the girlfriend of one of Liu Nanchen's friends. The cause of death was excessive blood loss. You What I ran into at that time was also true, she had a relationship with Liu Nanchen."

Wen Qingyue's tone sank slightly, "Have you interrogated Liu Nanchen? Did Liu Nanchen pretend to be the person who came out of the toilet?"

"I asked." Yang Chong looked very serious, "He admitted that he had a relationship with Lin Shu, but denied that it had anything to do with Lin Shu's death. The woman who pretended to be Lin Shu was called Huang Mi. When he found her, she committed suicide and left a suicide note. She and Lin Shu is an alumnus, Huang Shu tricked her into getting addicted to drugs, she hated her, the two had a conflict that night, she took advantage of Lin Shu's drug addiction, and cut her wrists when she was unconscious, and after returning to school, her heart was ashamed and she chose to commit suicide .”

Wen Qingyue didn't make a sound, which meant that the case was closed. The air suddenly became oppressive, like a stone, pressing on her chest, and she couldn't breathe.

The murder case related to Liu Nanchen turned into a vendetta again, and he picked it out again, but all the deceased had sex with him. This kind of powerlessness that you know is related to him, but all the evidence points to another person The feeling is too heavy.

The two sat opposite each other for a long time, Wen Qingyue suddenly looked up at Yang Chong with sharp and straight eyes, and asked, "Do you believe that Huang Mi killed her?"

Otherwise, he wouldn't have come to sell the gold cave for investigation when the case was almost closed.

Yang Chong also looked at her, his Adam's apple was moving with difficulty, "Instinctively, I don't believe it, but the case is based on evidence."

What Wen Qingyue wanted was the first half of his sentence, and said in a low voice: "I don't believe it either, I'm going to attend the Liu family's birthday banquet tomorrow, Officer Yang, please keep an eye on your phone."

"What do you want to do?" Yang Chong realized something, his face darkened, and he looked at the little girl in front of him seriously, "Don't mess around!"

Wen Qingyue picked up the coffee lightly, didn't drink it, and looked down, "You don't know, Liu Nanchen drove after me not long after he came out of the detention center, this time he directly sent me an invitation card, and told my dad Let me definitely attend, Liu Nanchen will take revenge, he has suffered from me several times, so something will definitely happen at this banquet."

Yang Chong's sharp eyes narrowed, "You know he's going to deal with you, but you still dare to go?"

This little girl is so bold!

Wen Qingyue raised her eyebrows, and put down the coffee, "Dare, he wants to kill me, and I want to kill him too, and I have a policeman like you behind me to protect me, so obviously I have the chance to win!"

"Are you so sure? If he is a villain, he has already killed two girls like you, are you afraid of becoming the third?"

I don't know if it's Yang Chong's illusion, but when this little girl who looked harmless to humans and animals said calmly that she wanted to kill Liu Nanchen, there was a tinge of terror in those clear eyes.

Wen Qingyue turned around and picked up her bag from behind, and said flatly, "I'm not."

After the words fell, she also got up with her bag, and said goodbye to him with a smile, "Thank you for telling me this, see you tomorrow."

Yang Chong suddenly whispered after she walked out a few steps: "Your boyfriend also met me a few hours ago."

He didn't know why he told her, but he felt that the couple was strange, they both cared about this matter, they all asked him in private, provided him with clues, and even wanted to help him arrest him, all in a firm tone.

Wen Qingyue paused for a few seconds, and continued walking outside without saying anything.

Yang Chong gulped down the rest of the coffee like drinking water, then got up and left.

At the intersection of traffic lights, Wen Qingyue stepped on the brakes, and remembered what Yang Chong said before leaving.

She didn't ask Yang Chong what Fu Han said to him.

Fu Han had promised to send Liu Nanchen in so that he would never come out again, so if she didn't ask, she would pretend she didn't know, just do what she should do and just wait for the result.

It's just that the name Fu Han couldn't get rid of it as soon as it came to mind, and the words she deliberately forgot came out one by one.

He said that he was moved and wanted to take his mind off.

Is this a confession?

What should she do?Their relationship has gotten so weird.

"I shouldn't have agreed to be a sex buddy in the first place!" She patted the steering wheel in frustration, so hard that she frowned and shook her hands in pain.

When one thinks of the relationship between friends with benefits, one would think of the culprit, Liu Nanchen. If he hadn't drugged her, she wouldn't have that night with Fu Han, and their relationship would be pure and simple, and wouldn't be as troublesome as it is now.