I Heard You Like Me Too

The sound of knocking on the door was like the rain outside the house, and there was even an urge to knock on the door and come in.

Chu Qianhe stumbled to the edge of the window.

No, there are twenty floors here, if you go down, you will definitely die!

Chu Qianhe opened the window and quickly looked around.

But there is no other way, he either opens the door and dies, or jumps off...

No, there might be another way.

Chu Qianhe struggled to grasp the flash of light in his mind, and climbed out of the window with all his hands and feet.

As long as he climbed from the small stand between the windows to a small piece of rain shelter above the windows, those people would not be able to see his existence because of the blind spot...

Chu Qianhe was overjoyed, and was very satisfied with his strategy.

Although it is a plot that only appears on the screen, but...

He seemed to feel something weird, and slowly raised his head, his pupils shrunk into a small dot.

A fine mist was formed by the rain on the black muzzle of the gun.

"You'd better die obediently."

The man said the last sentence in a hoarse voice, but he didn't shoot. He just hit Chu Qianhe's forehead and hit him suddenly.

At the same time, Qin Zhan shouted Chu Qianhe's name and knocked open the door.

Before he had time to find out where Chu Qianhe was, he heard a muffled sound.

Qin Zhan quickly locked his eyes on the window and ran over.

He poked his head out and saw the fuzzy mass of flesh and blood downstairs, his back tightened.

"What's going on here?" Qin Zhan turned his head, his hair happened to pass the muzzle of the gun and entered the room.

After a sound of running, Qin Zhan ran downstairs.

It happened so quickly that no one even realized it was happening.

Most people were still working, and those lying in the room were resting. When they heard the noise, they just opened their sleepy eyes and walked slowly to the door.

The field workers were the first to arrive at the scene. Since they were closest to the door, they rushed out to look at the scene immediately, only to find that Chu Qianhe had died on the ground like a puddle of mud.

She was frightened out of her wits on the spot, shrank and fell to the ground, almost incontinent, her face was as miserable as a blank sheet of paper.

The police asked if they found any other suspicious points, and she said she was too scared to pay attention to other things.

"But it seems..." The field worker's voice was trembling, and his whole body was shaking like a sieve, "I, I seem to see someone sticking his head out of Mr. Chu's room."

The field worker turned pale with fright: "But it's too far, too far, I can't see anything clearly."

The policeman knocked on the table and signaled her to calm down: "Think again, do you know that person? Has Mr. Chu Qianhe done anything unusual before?"

The field worker shook his head and cried uncontrollably: "I, I'm just a field worker. I don't even have a chance to see him. What do you want me to do, how can I observe him!"

The policemen pulled the corners of their lips resentfully and looked at each other. The interrogator gave the two people behind the field worker a look, motioning them to take her away.

"Mr. Police, you must protect me, I don't want to die, I really don't want to die!"

The field worker was crying like she was about to convulse. Seeing this, two policemen hurriedly took her out.

The door clicked shut.

The interrogating policeman asked the recorder beside him, "Did they find any clues in the monitoring?"

"Yes." The recorder took out a stack of documents from the side.

"When Chu Qianhe jumped out of the window, the surveillance at the door showed that an actor named Qin Zhan had been knocking on his door. Later he chose to knock on the door, and after the door knocked open, he ran in within half a minute. He quickly ran out and went downstairs."

"According to the forensic examination, the deceased took drugs before his death. At that time, he was a drug addict. It is likely that he had some hallucinations and jumped down to die."

"Drug taking?" It seemed that he hadn't heard this word for a long time. The policeman looked up and pondered for a while, and asked, "Let me guess, is it the same species as that found out?"

The recorder hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "However, there is another strange point in the identification of the forensic department, that is, the deceased was hit hard before his death, and the preliminary identification has not yet been completed on the forehead, but it should be possible tonight." come out."

The policeman nodded: "Then, let's meet Qin Zhan first."

Hearing the police roll call, Qin Zhan was not surprised.

From discovering Chu Qianhe's death to waiting for the police to come and seal off the scene, and then to the temporary interrogation room set up by the police, he has already controlled his emotions during this period.

Qin Zhan took a deep breath and walked in.

"Qin Zhan?" Sitting across the table was a square-faced man in his fifties, speaking in a thick accent, "My surname is Fang, you can call me Police Officer Fang."

"Officer Fang." Qin Zhan sat across from him.

"Time is limited, so I'll just ask straight to the point, why did you go to Mr. Chu Qianhe?"

Qin Zhan said slowly, "Because of personal matters."

"I remember you had dinner with Mr. Chu today. The relationship shouldn't be simple?"

Qin Zhan nodded: "We only met a few days ago, because some private matters need to be met to understand, and eating together is the best choice."

"Can you tell me what this private matter is?"

Qin Zhan took a look at him, and his eyes fell on the report materials that the recorder hadn't put in just now.

"Before he jumped off the building, he became a drug addict." Officer Fang seemed to sense his thoughts, narrowing his eyes slightly.

Qin Zhan closed his eyes and slowly opened them again.

"You probably have to check my identity thoroughly, and you'll find out. I, the Qi family, have a relationship with Heicheng."

Officer Fang showed a playful expression on his face: "It really is like this."

"You should know more than me, and I didn't do anything." Qin Zhan shrugged.

The Qi family and the police were never at odds. He didn't need to hide these things, and with the intervention of the police, although some things were difficult to handle, it was enough to blur the vision of the people opposite.

The two sides chatted for a long time in the interrogation room, and people outside speculated a lot.

The afterimage of the death just now seemed to be still lingering in her mind. Xia Yin, who was so frightened that her face paled, felt her stomach churning, hurriedly covered her chest, and stumbled to the bathroom, only to realize that there were so many people who couldn't bear it. Such a bloody scene.

She struggled to find a place and met her physical needs before dragging her frail body out of the bathroom.

Then, a shadow fell in front of him.

Qin Zhan asked worriedly: "How is your health? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Xia Yin said in admiration, "You're actually fine? Seeing that scene, a normal person almost spits out his stomach now!"

Qin Zhan hooked his lips helplessly: "My ability to bear is better."