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On the other side, Gao Chen still hasn't made any progress. Everyone is deeply impressed by the toughness of the marshal and his father. There are still very few suspects who can keep their mouths so hard that they don't say anything for more than two hours.

Gao Chen sat at the interrogator's seat, turning a black carbon pen in his hand. He looked calm and could not see any disturbances, but his heart was so hot that he was about to knock on the door of the forensic room. □ Luo Sheng.

The iron door of the interrogation room was pushed open, Wei Sheng walked towards Gao Chen with a cigarette in his mouth, the natural big brother breath on his body made Gao Chen calm down anxiously, Wei Sheng flicked the cigarette ash into the ashtray, and patted Gao Chen's face with one hand Shoulder said: "Don't worry, Manan's side is coming soon, and it will be useless for him to say anything by then."

At this moment, the marshal's face changed slightly. He hesitated and turned to look at his father. His father lowered his eyes and said two words softly with his mouth: "Don't worry."

With his father's support, the marshal regained his previous confidence. He believed that his father would handle his affairs well.

In the hospital corridor, He Yuan put his hands on his forehead and buried his face in his palms. Just now the nurse came to inform him that he was just allergic to food, but Miao Miao never told him what food allergies he was allergic to for so long, and Miao Miao himself did not know. Or Miao Miao didn't intend to tell him everything about him at all, He Yuan's heart beat a small drum, and the tingling of numbness and suffocation on the blood made him feel more and more uncomfortable.

Not long after, Miao Miao was pushed out from the emergency room, his pale face looked even paler on the dark blue medical bedding, He Yuan hurriedly put his phone aside when he saw Miao Miao being pushed out, and rushed to the hospital bed Helping the nurse to push the bed together, the poor mobile phone was left alone on the cold row chair.

Miao Miao, who had just been discharged from the hospital for less than a month and a half, was pushed into the ward again like this, his face was still pale and dripping, the difference was that this time he was pushed into the ward consciously, after the nurse explained the precautions and left, he spoke hoarsely. To the voice like tearing vocal cords:

"He Yuan...the vegetables are poisonous."

He Yuan supported Miao Miao's head on the edge of the bed, and shook his head helplessly: "The nurse said that you are in anaphylactic shock, there is no poison in the food, just lie down and don't talk, I'll find you some warm water to moisten your throat. "

Miao Miao slightly opened his closed eyes, glanced feebly at He Yuan beside the bed, tapped the surface of the bed a few times with his dripping hand, and said in a low voice, "I'm only allergic to celery. ..."

He Yuan stretched out his hand to hold the dishonest finger, pondered for a few seconds and said, "There is parsley in the dish, didn't you notice?"

The fingers in the hand flicked left and right to show that they didn't notice.

At night, the corridors of the hospital were silent, and Miao Miao in the ward had already fallen asleep. He Yuan carefully searched for his mobile phone in the corridor with his hands behind his back. In his memory, he couldn't remember where he lost his mobile phone in the last lesson.

Suddenly, He Yuan's cell phone rang abruptly in the silence, and he quickened his pace to find the direction of the ringing sound, and finally saw his cell phone on the cold row of chairs at the door of the emergency room.

He Yuan picked up the phone and pressed the connect button at the same time.

"Say."

"Old He, the marshal recruited, you don't know, Gao Chen threw the forensic report in front of him, and his and his father's faces almost turned green into bitter melons. , don’t be afraid that those of us who wear uniforms will fall down now.”

Wei Sheng's voice was filled with a contemptuous smile and satisfaction. It seemed that the result of the interrogation was very satisfactory. Before He Yuan could speak, Wei Sheng answered again: "How is Miao Miao?"

"Oh——" He Yuan sighed: "I'm asleep now. I'm such an adult that I don't even know I'm allergic to celery. I was so scared that I thought a death row prisoner escaped from some prison and poisoned him."

Wei Sheng laughed wildly on the phone, and it took him a long time to laugh until his face ached, and he suppressed his smile and said, "Don't worry, the restaurant said they won't report us, don't worry, everything will be dealt with gone."

He Yuan smiled bitterly: "Okay, let's report what's going on. I went back to the ward. The doctor said that if there is nothing wrong tonight, I can be discharged tomorrow. You can deal with the rest. I'll call or wait until I return to the city bureau tomorrow."

Wei Sheng agreed and hung up the phone.

In the corridor, a white paper-like light poured down from the top of his head, shining on He Yuan's mobile phone and reflecting the light around him. He stood in the corridor and looked towards the ward for a few times, and the huge rock in his heart was finally settled. , it turned out that Miao Miao didn't notice the piece of celery.

The next morning, it was just after 06:30. Miao Miao, who had always slept in bed, opened her eyes and looked around the ward. After a long time, she slowly sat up and glanced sideways at He Yuan, who was still sleeping soundly on the next bed. He smiled slightly at He Yuan's side face and lay back quietly under the blanket.

In this trend of young people who generally stay in bed, there has always been a mysterious phenomenon. Every morning when I open my eyes to see that the time is still early, when I want to sleep for another 5 minutes, I will find that an hour has passed when I open my eyes again.

By the time Miao Miao opened his eyes again, it was already early eight o'clock, and He Yuan had already washed up and put on new clothes that he did not know where he got them, and was sitting on the sofa whispering something to his mobile phone.

It took a while for Miao Miao to sit up slowly, and cast an expression of "I'm hungry" to He Yuan. When He Yuan raised his head, he met Miao Miao's expression. He still held the phone in his hand but his body had already stood up.

Holding the mobile phone in one hand, he poured Lao Wang's chicken soup in the thermos bucket into the bowl with the other, then put the bowl in front of Miao Miao and nodded to let him drink first:

"Well, that's fine. The marshal will hand over to the court as soon as possible, and send me a copy of his father's information. I want to see what kind of background this big man can go to the city bureau to make a fuss early in the morning."

"Wait, don't send it to me, just show it to Deputy Wei and let him deal with it. Miao Miao is awake. If there is anything else, let Deputy Wei handle it first. I will go to the Municipal Bureau to have a look at it in the afternoon."

He Yuan hung up the phone with one hand and took Miao Miao's empty bowl with the other. The slightly dark circles under his deep eye sockets made him look haggard. He took out a few pieces of chicken and sent them to Miao Miao, saying:

"Master, do you know how you scared me last night? I thought you were poisoned."

Miao Miao opened his mouth to bite the chicken that He Yuan picked up, chewed a few mouthfuls reservedly, and said softly: "I didn't notice that there was celery in the meal yesterday, and I was patronizing you at that time."

"Look at me?" He Yuan was taken aback.

Miao Miao: "You kept looking at me during dinner yesterday, which made me feel very uncomfortable."

He Yuan blinked a few times, and it took a few seconds to realize that he had been staring at him during dinner yesterday, and his heart was filled with guilt for a moment, and it took a while to realize: "No, even if I didn’t see you, you ate all of them, and you’re allergic, and the celery that came out of the same pot was blamed on my head, I’m not convinced.”

Miao Miao stared at the muscular arm with the chicken soup cuff rolled up to the elbow, then looked at his thin and white arm draped outside the dark blue quilt, and nodded: "I don't blame you. , it’s my body anyway.”

The hand holding the chicken soup gave a slight pause, and He Yuan said immediately: "Don't, don't, blame me, I'll take you to eat well after you leave the hospital, okay, blame me, baby, I was wrong."

"The attitude of admitting mistakes is sincere and timely. I forgive you." Miao Miao took the chicken soup and drank it down again.

The warm wind blows in the ward, and the rich aroma of chicken soup is still wafting in the air. The person on the bed has already got out of bed and adjusted his clothes. He Yuan stands by the window with a gloomy face and a low voice on the phone. Miao Miao puts on his shoes and pricks his ears. eavesdrop.

"How many reporters are there? They will all be stopped outside the City Bureau. Don't talk too much. I'll go there after I'm discharged from the hospital."

"What?! Hmm...Let Deputy Wei go."

"As long as Director Zhang doesn't say that he can disclose the process of handling the case, if anyone slips up, I'll put him in the toilet in the afternoon."

"Hang up, I'll be right there."

Miao Miao rushed to He Yuan's side the second he hung up the phone, patted his back lightly to comfort him, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"Qian Mingming..." He Yuan sighed heavily and took out the cigarette case, thinking that he was in the hospital and put the cigarette case back: "His parents are investors of Lingang TV Station, and now the TV station Many reporters came and blocked the entrance of the Municipal Bureau, waiting to report the first-hand news of Han Qing's case."

Miao Miao's white forehead twitched a few times, and it took a long time to squeeze out a few words: "...do you rich people do things like this?"

"Hey - I said baby don't confuse me with that brat, no matter how rich I am, it belongs to my parents, besides, if I encounter this kind of thing, I will spend money to find a private detective, not only does it appear that I have status And it's awesome, I can't do this kind of behavior of asking the TV station to test the pressure of the police, it's really shameless."

Miao Miao twitched his lips: "In the eyes of the community, the police will do their best to investigate a case only after it is known to the public. You can't blame Qian Mingming for following up the case with the TV station. It only shows that he has money." .”

He squatted down and continued: "He Yuan, go back to the Municipal Bureau, I'll be with you."

"If you don't go, your body is not good enough."

"I'm worried that your temper will fight with reporters again..."

He Yuan smiled, leaned his whole body in Miao Miao's direction, pressed his forehead against Miao Miao's forehead, and stroked his right hand all the way from his cheek to his shoulder.The voice is low and full of temptation: "Baby, if you are worried about me, just say it directly, why are you still worried that I will fight with the reporter? The reason is too far-fetched."

Miao Miao didn't push He Yuan away, but buried her head in the socket of his shoulder due to the warmth of his palms. After a long time, she uttered a somewhat boring sentence: "Go back, I'll be with you."

In winter, the city’s sunshine shone warmly on the streets, and even the cold wind was warmed by a few degrees. The bustling reporters at the gate of the Municipal Public Security Bureau were wrapped in down jackets and held cameras, hoping that they could squeeze in or be caught by the city. People from the bureau can exclusively report on this case.

In the Tule car not far away, He Yuan put down the car window and let out a puff of smoke, squinted his eyes and looked at the group of reporters carefully, and picked up the phone for a long time: "Hey, old Wei, are the reporters at the door full? I have nothing to do, except for the news channel, I quickly removed everything else, what does it look like to be blocked at the door, besides, my seedlings are still in the car, and this group of reporters was surprised just after being discharged from the hospital, who will reimburse the medical expenses?"

Wei Sheng was standing at the gate of the Municipal Bureau dealing with the group of reporters until his scalp became numb. When he received a call from He Yuan, he immediately lost his temper, but he couldn't get angry under the cameras of the reporters. The tone is very calm:

"Okay, Captain He, I understand, please come back quickly, the reporter from the news channel is already waiting for you."

He Yuan: "????"

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