Even if you wear fast female accessories, you should also be brave enough to look bad

The weather was originally cold, and many people were unwilling to go out and suffer the cold winter wind, so business on almost every street was not very prosperous.

Today was different. When Yun Qian came to the singing hall, almost half of the people were already sitting in the hall.

Some guests who were familiar with Yun Qian greeted Yun Qian who had just walked in. Yun Qian smiled and responded until she walked into the backstage.

"It's so lively today, is it a special day?" Yun Qian asked the busy Xiao Zhao as soon as he arrived backstage.

Xiao Zhao threw the rag in his hand into the basin and rubbed it. The water in the basin was still radiating heat.

"I don't know. When I got here in the morning, there weren't so many people there. I didn't expect it to be almost full now."

Not long after Yun Qian sat down, she suddenly raised her head and remembered what a big day today was.

Today in the previous life was the day the original owner saw Xiao Ying meeting the spy. It was also an extremely dark day for the original owner.

Yun Qian has no intention of changing the trajectory of what happened in her last life. Whatever is coming will come, and she has a way to deal with it.

The supervisor came to urge Yun Qian to go on stage. Yun Qian put the matter behind him, took off his thick coat and went on stage.

Because there were many people today, the guests asked Yun Qian to sing, so Yun Qian's singing time was extended today, and she was replaced only when her mouth was dry and her tongue was dry.

Yun Qian drank two full glasses of water half-deadly before she recovered. She rested for a while and then walked upstairs to the private room area.

The box where Xiao Ying is located is on the left hand side of the stairs. It may be that the karaoke hall checks some infrastructure from time to time. There is a gap in the door of the box, which is just enough for Yun Qian to see the scene in the box.

Xiao Ying was facing the box door. The spy and Xiao Ying were sitting face to face. Yun Qian could only see the man's side face through the gap.

The spy's profile was unfamiliar, and Yun Qian had no memory of this person in his mind.

She couldn't get too close, it would be too easy to be discovered.

Yun Qian quickly skipped the box and walked inside, then came down the stairs on the other side and returned to the backstage.

The next step was to slowly wait for someone to catch him. Yun Qian took a sip of hot tea.

It was almost time, and Yun Qian heard the sounds of footsteps coming from outside. She put down the tea cup, and her palms were already warmed by the warm cup wall.

The door was pushed open from the outside with a bang. A few soldiers came in first, guarding both sides of the door, and then Xiao Ying and Wen Jin...'s adjutants came in.

Yun Qian: "..."

Xiao Ying raised her finger and pointed at Yun Qian: "Sir, it's her!"

adjutant:"………"

The adjutant looked at the future young marshal's wife sitting at the table for a long time and did not dare to move. She did not dare to move at all.

He was afraid that after he arrested Yun Qian, the Young Marshal would arrest him.

Thinking about it this way, the adjutant felt that his life was really miserable.

"Sir, I saw her delivering information with my own eyes. She is the spy." Xiao Ying said firmly.

The adjutant had a dull face and was stuck in a weird thought circle of whether he should arrest Yun Qian or not.

Yun Qian was very sensible. She stood up and put her wrists together, "Do you suspect that I am a spy? Of course I am not. I am willing to cooperate with the investigation."

Adjutant: "...Huh??"

Yun Qian gave the adjutant a look, and the adjutant reluctantly asked someone to put handcuffs on Yun Qian.

The soldier who handcuffed Yun Qian routinely used the same force as a normal prisoner, and the adjutant looked on with fear.

The cuffs are so tight that you don’t want to live?Hey, hey, don't push it so hard. How can I explain if you push it too hard?

The adjutant shouted wildly in his heart, and then he took over Yun Qian's hand, walked beside Yun Qian, and pushed the soldiers back.

Yun Qian glanced at the handcuffs she was wearing several times along the way. She had never worn handcuffs before, and this was her first experience with them.

It feels surprisingly weird.

Yun Qian whispered to the lieutenant beside her: "Can you give me a pair of these handcuffs?"

The adjutant looked numb and was in a dilemma: "Young Marshal also has some. You can ask him for it."

"Is Wen Jin there? Okay, then I'll ask him to go."

The adjutant touched the cold sweat on his forehead and sighed: The future young marshal's wife is really different. She actually likes handcuffs. No wonder the young marshal likes her.

The adjutant took the person to the interrogation room, the largest prison in Dongping, as usual. Yun Qian sat on a chair and raised her hand to block the too dazzling light.

Yun Qian was sitting in a very leisurely posture, with a relaxed expression on her face. The staff member who was about to interrogate her stood outside the door and looked at Yun Qian through the small glass window on the door.

staff member:"………"

The staff asked the adjutant very seriously: "Is she really here for interrogation?"

"Those who didn't know better thought he was here for vacation and then interrogated me."

The adjutant laughed dryly, "That's right, their future young marshal's wife is such a personable person."

The staff walked into the interrogation room and sat down behind the table in front of Yun Qian.

"Do you know why you were arrested here?" The staff signaled the recorder to start recording.

Yun Qian nodded: "Some people suspect that I am a spy."

"Suspicious things like this are not groundless. Our rules are to be lenient if you confess and be strict if you resist. We hope you will cooperate in answering our questions and avoid unnecessary communication."

"According to the information provided by Ms. Xiao, you reported the news to your contact person at the karaoke bar where you work, right?"

"What is the report? Who is the person you contacted and where is he now? Please answer truthfully. This may reduce the punishment a little."

Yun Qian smiled and inconveniently pulled the coat that had fallen to her shoulders with her handcuffed hands, "Sir, shouldn't you ask me if I am a spy?"

"Is there any evidence that you have any explanation?" the staff member asked.

"Isn't it a bit unfair to assume that I am a spy based on her words? If everyone can say this, can I also say it?"

"Sir, you are my contact person?"

The staff member slammed the table angrily and shouted in a low voice: "Don't quibble! You just need to answer my questions."

"Glib tongue, aren't you afraid that I will torture you?!"

Yun Qian folded her legs elegantly, making her figure even slimmer.

Normally her singing voice is so charming, but now her soft voice is even more attractive: "I'm afraid, but sir, do you dare?"

No one who came here for interrogation dared to provoke the staff like Yun Qian. The staff almost couldn't sit still and stood up, with clear anger on their faces.

"Stop talking here. You answer whatever I ask. If you don't answer me well, I will..."

"What are you doing?"

The indifferent male voice came to mind at the door. The staff recovered from their anger and saw the young marshal standing tall and tall at the door. The light golden tassels on his shoulders were gently swaying. There was not much emotion in the black eyes under the brim of his hat.

But for some reason, the staff felt that Wen Jin was very angry.

The deputy ran in from behind Wen Jin and ran to Yun Qian, helping her open the handcuffs.

Yun Qian moved her wrist and spoke in a coquettish tone.

"Why are you here so soon? I haven't had enough fun yet."