The Heartthrob System cultivates brotherhood online

The bright light shone on the person being questioned. The silver-haired boy was very calm, answered the police's questions in a steady tone and with clear logic.

Even Bian Huai couldn't find anything wrong, but his appearance was too suspicious.

Bian Huai looked stern, staring at him closely, not missing any possible emotion on his face, "Where were you last night?"

"at home."

"doing what?"

Ling Yi obviously hesitated. The previous questions were all very smooth, so his pause seemed very suspicious. Even the policeman who was responsible for recording next to him looked up at him.

Bian Huai narrowed his eyes slightly, "Please answer my questions directly and describe everything clearly."

Ling Yi frowned, as if recalling something unacceptable. "I finished my evening class at nine o'clock and got home around ten. I found the neighbor harassing my wife, and then I had a fight with him. I waited until my wife woke up, which was around two or three in the morning, and then did things between husband and wife."

Bian Huai's expression suddenly became very subtle, not looking angry, nor embarrassed, his face darkened. The policeman next to him covered his mouth and coughed lightly, not knowing how to look at the silver-haired boy opposite him.

Bian Huai knew that what he said was true, because Ling Si had just called him this morning, and the person who harassed Ling Si was still in detention.

He said coldly: "Your wife was harassed, and it is not reasonable for you to do that kind of thing the first time after he woke up."

"My neighbor provoked me, and I was unhappy. Ling Si comforted me, and we took a bath together, and then..."

"Stop!" Bian Huai stopped him in time, his handsome face slightly stiffened, "No need to be so meticulous."

The police officer in charge of recording pursed his lips tightly, fearing that he would reveal his violation of professional ethics. He looked carefully at the sideline team, "Are you still asking?"

All the questions that needed to be asked had been asked. Bian Huai stood up, opened the door, and stood at the door: "You can leave now. There are still doubts in the case. You are obliged to accept inquiries at any time."

Ling Yi turned sideways and walked out. On the way out, Bian Huai caught a glimpse of the red kiss mark on the silver-haired boy's collarbone hidden under his white T-shirt, and his eyes paused.

Suddenly, the cell phone rang, Ling Yi took out his phone, and the caller ID showed "Wife". He never paid attention to these things, so he didn't change the note at first, thinking that it was just a dead person. No one expected that he would fall in love with an NPC.

Ever since he had been with Ling Si for a long time, Ling Yi no longer paid attention to the small tasks he set for himself on the system interface. It was as if he observed those couples just to be with Ling Si, and now that the two were dating, those things became secondary.

Ling Yi answered the call in front of everyone and turned on the speakerphone. Everyone noticed that the boy who was cold and indifferent just now had a completely different temperament, and he looked like a love-brained man waiting for his lover's comfort.

A gentle and clear male voice appeared in the lobby of the police station, and some people had already recognized it.

Isn’t this the handsome young man who was treated favorably by the sidelines before?

The female police officer next to her held her breath, somewhat afraid to look at the expression of the team leader, and lowered her head to look at the keyboard, as if there was something on it that attracted her.

She also witnessed the breakdown of the love between the two teams.

In the extremely tense atmosphere, Bian Huai's calm voice rang out: "Let me take you back. It's just on my way."

Ling Yi glanced at Bian Huai and hung up the phone one second before Ling Si responded. Thinking that he could go back and see Ling Si as soon as possible, he agreed.

"Thank you."

"Easy to do."

Bian Huai turned to Lao Liu and said, "Send me a copy of the transcript when it's ready. Call me directly when Lao Xu's report is ready."

When you have no clue, it is better to find something to do instead of wasting time. Bian Huai also wanted to close the case as soon as possible, but it seemed that the more anxious he was, the less he could grasp. It was like a cat toy that passed silently in front of his eyes, piqued his interest, but he couldn't catch the tail.

When I sent Ling Yi to the garden community, it was already dark, with only the red glow still lingering on the horizon.

Ling Yi opened the car door and got out, slammed it shut, turned around and left.

Bian Huai followed him out of the car, leaning his elbows on the door, feeling that sending Ling Yi back was not a suitable excuse, because Ling Yi did not know how to be polite, nor did he know the etiquette of interpersonal communication. He was a robot and would usually only say "thank you", "you're welcome", and "it's okay".

In fact, it is not right to disturb them at this point. What Bian Huai is thinking at this moment is contrary to his upbringing, and he cannot do anything to interfere with other people's feelings.

Bian Huai pursed his lips and was about to sit back in the driver's seat when the silver-haired boy who had walked to the door of the apartment building turned around and said to him, "Officer Bian, would you like to come up for dinner?"

That doesn't sound like something Ling Yi would say at all.

The moment his buttocks touched the seat was fleeting. The man stood up honestly, closed the door, gathered his clothes, bent down slightly, and said modestly, "Excuse me."

Ling Yi didn't say anything, but a smiling voice came from his phone: "Don't disturb me."

Bian Huai curled his fingers slightly and put his whole hands behind his back. The temperature behind his ears rose because of his unsteady stance and sudden change of mind. He opened his mouth and wanted to say hello to the person on the other end of the phone.

The next moment, there were two beeps and the phone was hung up.

Ling Yi's hand was still on the screen, then he put the phone in his pocket as if nothing had happened and went upstairs.

Bian Huai: “…”

He touched his nose and kept up with the pace.