Reborn 1980: Scientific research leader farms to serve the motherland

Chapter 408 Counterattack 4

An Ning did not hide the corners of his sarcastic mouth at all, staring at the mirror behind the policeman, as if it were an endless abyss. The abyss was full of sarcasm, and the words coming out of his red lips were as sharp as a knife, piercing his heart.

"Are you talking about the idiot who didn't even know that one plus one equals two, but yet managed to get third place in the country?"

"That fool who only knows his name is Jiang Xia and doesn't know how to argue a word?"

"that---"

"bump!"

The interrogation room door was kicked open.

At the door of the interrogation room, there was a woman wearing an exquisite cheongsam. Except for a hint of anger in the corners of her eyes, her expression was perfectly controlled.

"Thank you for your hard work, I'm here to talk to this girl."

The two policemen opposite An Ning stood up quickly and nodded slightly at the delicate woman at the door. Soon, An Ning and this well-established lady were the only ones left in the room.

An Ning looked at the woman who came in with interest, and said in a playful tone: "Is this the mother of the fool?"

In a word, instead of seeing the woman's anger, he got her ridicule.

"Want to anger me? You're still a little green."

An Ning retorted with disapproval: "This old aunt thinks too much. I am not a little young, but very young. After all, my age shows here. As for irritating you, you think deeply about it." No, I'm just telling the truth."

A few words successfully made the woman opposite look at An Ning.

"Little girl, don't think that with just a few inventions, you can gain a foothold in this capital city. It's just too imaginative."

The woman took a delicate handkerchief and wiped it on the chair a few times, and then wiped it a few times on the table.

After wiping everything, he threw the handkerchief away and sat down gracefully, extremely elegantly.

If it weren't for the wrong atmosphere in the interrogation room, An Ning would have wanted to applaud the other party.

In fact, she did.

"Pa--pa--pa--"

"Mrs. Jiang is so elegant."

An Ning's compliment made the woman across from her feel a flash of disgust, which was hidden so deeply that no one could see it from the outside.

But An Ning caught it.

Doesn’t she like the title Mrs. Jiang?That was so much fun.

"I didn't expect Mrs. Jiang to care about me so much. Did it start from the last apology letter from that loser Jiang Dongcheng?"

"The first time I met Mrs. Jiang, I found that she looked almost different from what I imagined. I didn't expect Jiang Dongcheng to marry such a beautiful wife. It's a bit unbelievable."

"Mrs. Jiang..."

An Ning said something to Mrs. Jiang on the left and Mrs. Jiang on the right. From time to time, she would mention Jiangdong City, which made the woman opposite her feel disgusted several times.

Mrs. Jiang hates Jiang Dongcheng.

You know, Jiang Dongcheng was so angry with his mother that he killed his wife by mistake because of Mrs. Jiang, and now he wants to kill his son with his own hands.

But Mrs. Jiang hates Jiang Dongcheng.

Interesting, really interesting, so interesting that An Ning couldn’t help but want to find out.

"An Ning, aren't you afraid?"

Mrs. Jiang across from her opened her mouth to stop An Ning from continuing. She asked a casual question and An Ning shrugged.

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid that if Mrs. Jiang moves her finger, I won't be able to get out."

An Ning's answer was once again beyond expectations. The woman with a delicate face across from her slowly took off the lace gloves on her hands and admired her delicate nails.

So casually, as if the person opposite her was not a person at all, but just an insignificant object.

I have to say that women's aura and methods are extremely clever.

It's a pity that she met An Ning who didn't follow the routine.

"Mrs. Jiang, let's not play psychology. But if you really want to play, I can accompany you."

"The way you dress, the obsessive cleaning, and the superior self-appreciation tell me that your childhood experience was probably very exciting. As for which aspects, specific analysis is needed."

An Ning's words finally made the woman's eyes fall on her.

"A lot of clever things."

The woman sat up straight for the first time, looked at An Ning and said, "I came here just to tell you that you can't bear to make me angry."

The woman slowly stood up and put on her lace gloves. The chair moved back, making a harsh sound and the click of high heels on the ground, and stopped next to An Ning.

The woman bent down and leaned against An Ning's ear.

"Jiang Xia only has one, and that is my son."

The woman was about to stand up. An Ning grabbed the woman's hair with her backhand. With a bang, the woman's delicate hairstyle hit the iron table.

For the first time, fear appeared in the woman's eyes.

"bump!"

"stop!"

"Let go of her!"

The door of the interrogation room was knocked open again, and several people with weapons in their hands faced An Ning.

An Ning pressed Mrs. Jiang face to face on the table, with a sinister expression and a bone-chilling voice.

"Scaring me? Have you ever heard that geniuses are all lunatics!"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

An Ning laughed and suddenly let go of his hand, grabbed an insect from the woman's head, put it on the table and said, "Don't be nervous, I'm just helping to catch an insect."

"Look, there's a misunderstanding."

The woman stood up, smoothed her cheongsam, and arranged her hair, as if her appearance was everything to her, and what was deep in her heart must be clean.

After the woman had finished tidying up, An Ning had been restrained and sat on the chair. Her eyes were dark and she couldn't see the focus of her pupils. Mrs. Jiang, who was looking at An Ning for the first time, felt panicked for no reason.

"An Ning, you can't get out of this door."

"Really? Do you want to make a bet? If I go out, your idiot son will be hit by a car and die tonight."

"Why don't you want to? What if Jiang Dongcheng was hit by a car and killed?"

In a peaceful state, he is like a madman, a complete genius madman.

What she just said has penetrated deeply into Mrs. Jiang's heart.

"My son is not a fool."

These were the last words left by Mrs. Jiang, which made the tranquility in the room reveal a mysterious smile.

Mrs. Jiang left and An Ning was handcuffed. She was detained for a month for deliberate attack.

When An Ning walked out of the interrogation room and was about to go to the detention room, several people came to the police door.

"What do you mean? Why is my client handcuffed? As far as I know, my client is only cooperating with your investigation and is not a suspect. You have no right to detain my client."

The serious voice of a man in a suit echoed throughout the police station.

At the same time, several people behind the man suddenly took out two cameras and prepared to take pictures at An Ning.

"No photography allowed! Photography is prohibited here!"

Several people were stopped and one even dropped his camera.

"Violent law enforcement! This is violent law enforcement! We are journalists and have an obligation to report the authenticity of the incident!"

The corners of An Ning's lips rose, as the law and news arrived.