Song Yi raised her hand to hold Liu Qiang's wrist, and pulled it down fiercely. At the same time, she raised her foot and kicked her hand holding the dagger fiercely.
Extremely fast, accurate and ruthless.
Following Song Yi's kick, the dagger fell to the ground, and she immediately caught Liu Qiang with her backhand.
A counterattack was done very beautifully, as if it came from the instinct of the body, clean and neat, without sloppy at all.
This series of operations was so clean and professional that Ning Xia Chuan and Zhou Liang were dumbfounded.
If this series of operations is real and not a coincidence, then the two of them may not be able to beat Song Yi.
Their movements can't be so smooth and fast, but Tang Si can.
Song Yi himself was a little taken aback by his series of actions.
She grabbed Liu Qiang and looked at Tang Si with dull eyes: "I..."
She wanted to explain something, but she didn't know how to say it, because she didn't know what was going on.
Time seemed to stand still.
Tang Si stared at her, frowning slightly, looked at her for a long time, and then said slowly: "Cuff Liu Qiang, Xia Chuan, look at Liu Linyue, and after the mood stabilizes, ask questions as usual."
Although the testimony of minors is not important, there will be clues after all.
After he finished speaking, he bent over to pick up the pistol and put it away.
Liu Qiang was handcuffed by Zhou Liang.
She was escorted back to the Municipal Bureau.
Tang Sihe called the trainee police to go to Liu's house for a thorough investigation.
"Ring ring ring" Tang Si was about to talk to Song Yi when the phone rang.
Lu Yu reported: "Brother Si, the DNA results on the cigarette butt came out, and it is indeed Liu Zhong's."
Tang Si narrowed his eyes, then nodded: "Okay, I understand."
This result was expected and nothing unexpected happened.
It's just that all of this went too smoothly, and the smoothness was a bit weird.
After hanging up the phone, Tang Si licked his lips and looked at Song Yi.
Song Yi felt uncomfortable being stared at by him, so she simply said, "I really haven't learned anything like martial arts. I'm not lying to you."
When facing Gu Nanjiu, there was an explosive force value, and now there is another.
Song Yi himself really didn't know what was going on.
"You said..." Song Yi frowned and guessed: "Should I go for a physical examination, am I genetically mutated and have explosive power?"
If she were to fight Tang Si now, she would definitely not be able to fight.
She didn't have a single move or style in her mind, those movements were completely instinctive, as if they were born in her bones.
"What are you thinking about?" Tang Si pulled Song Yi out of the ward and stood in the corridor.
He has very regular features and is wearing a uniform. The light blue shirt is very neatly pressed, and the jacket and trousers outline his already superior body line.
Song Yi looked up at him, the man's eyebrows were very three-dimensional, his brows and eyes were somewhat wild, and his tightened jawline looked extraordinarily sexy.
He said, "Was there any injury just now?"
The first sentence is concerned about her, not questioning or questioning.
A warmth flashed across Song Yi's limbs in an instant, she shook her head, indicating no.
Men have always been cold and distant, such a man only left her with tenderness and care, which made Song Yi's heart tightly gripped, happy and distressed.
After what he experienced, he probably didn't dare to get close to people anymore and didn't dare to be nice to people anymore.
But he overcame his psychology and accepted him at the risk of getting hurt again.
And the nature of his work, just like just now, at the critical moment, he rushed over regardless of life and death, and grabbed Liu Linyue.
If it falls... Song Yi didn't dare to think about that scene at all.
The expression on her face was not very good, and she did not speak.
Tang Si frowned, thinking that Song Yi was frightened.
"Are you scared just now?" While speaking, he raised his hand and squeezed Song Yi's shoulder very forcefully.
The strength on the shoulders was transmitted to Song Yi along the way, and the gentle and quiet tone caused waves in Song Yi's heart.
She turned her head suddenly, not looking at Tang Si, her voice choked up: "Yes."
I'm afraid that one day he will go out to perform a mission, and he will really... be unable to see him.
The moment Song Yi turned her head away, her eyes were red.
But he stubbornly didn't want to be seen by Tang Si.
Tang Si frowned slightly, looked at the little woman in front of her, turned her head, looked sideways, and could vaguely know that she had a small face wrinkled.
He was troubled in his heart, but his tone was very relaxed: "You're fine, and I'm fine, don't be afraid."
Song Yi didn't speak, the tears swirling in her eyes blurred her vision, and she was hazy looking at the cars coming and going outside the hospital.
Tang Si sighed, bent slightly, and approached Song Yi's side face.
He didn't forcefully turn Song Yi's face away, but coaxed her very patiently, with a very soft voice: "Turn your head and show your brother, are you crying?"
The man bent over, looking softly at the petite woman.
It's like a police uncle coaxing a lost little girl.
Beside her ear was Tang Si's deep and magnetic voice. She never felt that she was a crybaby and fragile person.
Song Yi raised her head when she heard this, tears welled up in her eyes, and she was very disappointing.
Sucking his nose, he finally wiped away his tears with his hands, and turned his back completely: "Crying nose."
Tang Si straightened up, walked around in a circle, and stepped in front of her, looking at the little woman with red nose and red eyes.
It looks coquettish and charming, and even more pitiful.
Tang Si smiled lightly, bent over, wiped away the dirty tears on her face with warm fingertips, and said with a teasing tone: "Hey, one second he was quick to help arrest the fleeing suspect, and the next second he was crying like a kid."
"In public, people think I've done something to you."
He bent over, looked at her at the same level, and stared at the little woman's fox eyes: "Does Song Xiaohu still have two faces?"
"If you cry again, brother won't give you candy."
This coaxing tone made Song Yi laugh instantly, and slapped Tang Si's chest with skill: "There's something wrong."
Tang Si smiled lightly: "It's really sweet."
He took out a lychee-flavored candy from his pocket and spread it in the palm of his hand: "Do you want to eat?"
The tone was slow, and the fine-tuning was raised, hooking people's heart.
"Eat." Song Yi did not refuse, forcing herself not to think about the dangerous scene just now.
He can't let him coax himself after work.
The man nodded, and slowly peeled off the candy paper with his slender fingers.
Under Song Yi's gaze, he bit the candy between his upper and lower teeth, and the voice came from between his teeth, somewhat vague and hoarse: "Do you still want to eat?"
Deep eyes stared at her.
He leaned against the railing, his back slightly bent, and there seemed to be a smirk on the corners of his lips and eyes.
Before Song Yi could answer, he bent down again: "I don't need you to step on my feet, how about eating?"