Zhang Xiaolong was shocked, why can't this eldest sister lift the pot without opening it!
Consultant Lin is absolutely right, this woman is really amazing!
After Liu Ying finished saying that, the situation on the scene changed.
The group of people at the door of the emergency room followed Her Lady Queen's prompt and began to look around, looking for police officers.
However, the only police here...
Zhang Xiaolong thought that she was the only one.
"It doesn't seem like the police are here."
"Why is it so excessive, Sedum is so injured, why haven't the police come yet!"
Questions and complaints came from all over the world. Zhang Xiaolong understood this kind of complaint very well. After all, his idol was injured.
But the problem is...
Zhang Xiaolong bowed his head cowardly, there are so many of you, I really dare not go out!
Although her intuition tells her that she will definitely be the target of public criticism if she goes out now, but if she doesn't go out, who knows how the media will scold Hongjing Police in this situation.
"So, when such a big thing happened, didn't the police send someone?"
Sure enough, when she realized that there seemed to be no police-related people around, Her Lady Queen's tone became indifferent.
Zhang Xiaolong shuddered.
Taking advantage of this moment, she turned into the microphone and asked in a low voice, "Squad... Do I want to go out?"
The other end of the phone pondered for a while. Although no one spoke, Zhang Xiaolong's mind had already seen a picture of Captain Xing and Consultant Lin looking at each other and exchanging ideas.
Others have named it like this, and normal leaders will probably send their subordinates to take the blame.
Soon, the squad member seemed to be approaching the phone again, and with the sound of his breathing, Zhang Xiaolong was so nervous.
Suddenly, she heard the person on the phone say.
"Don't stand up, it's alright."
At that moment, she wanted to cry unpromisingly.
…
At the entrance of Ansheng International Shopping Mall, under the camphor tree.
The dynasty had already been rushed to search for various information, and Lin Chen stood outside, accompany Xing Conglian to finish the phone call.
Xing Conglian hung up the phone after a few words of relief, with a helpless expression on his face.
Although he didn't talk to the girl, Lin Chen's expression from Xing Conglian guessed that the little girl was probably frightened at the scene: "This is Xiaolong?"
"Looks like she's crying?" Xing Conglian shook his head, looking like "I don't know why she's crying."
Lin Chen almost sighed, thinking that if you have a handsome boss who puts the blame on yourself to protect you, you will naturally be moved, then if it's a girl, it's not impossible to cry.
Xing Conglian tried to take out his cigarette again, but when he got half of it, he stopped again, and then asked, "Speaking of which, how could this agent, Li Jingtian, be so powerful?"
Lin Chen replied, "Women become powerful, that's it."
Xing Conglian added: "But I suddenly feel that the words of this powerful woman are very heavy. They show weakness first, then stand up for power, share enemies first, and enemies later. They have so many hearts in the entertainment industry?"
Lin Chen glanced at him and saw that he was asking seriously, so he felt that you can even see through this kind of routine, and you don't seem to have a lot of heart
But he could only think about such words in his heart, and he could only say: "You mean, she has 'shared hatred' with the fan media, so who is the target of 'enemies'?"
"It looks like it's us now." Xing Conglian asked mysteriously, leaning on a newly planted camphor at the entrance of the mall: "A celebrity has an accident, but the agent insists on targeting the police, then if you are in the entertainment industry man, why do you think this is?"
Xing Conglian's suspicion, although very indifferent, is not without reason.
In fact, Li Jingtian's manager, although every word he said from the beginning to the end, was blameless, but because he was blameless, he seemed too calm and winning, which was unpleasant.
Lin Chen said honestly: "I don't know what kind of routine this is. After all, playing with the mind has never been my strength."
Hearing what he said, Xing Conglian was stunned for a while, and couldn't help laughing: "Consultant Lin, why doesn't it sound right to me?"
"Captain Xing thought too much," he said.
Xing Conglian approached him and continued to ask: "You said, in the emergency room now, are they plotting how to treat Li Jingtian as a 'severely injured', are we falling into the entertainment circle's hype plan?"
Lin Chen did not deny him: "There is such a possibility. If Li Jingtian and the others are trying to hype the incident, it is possible that they will make us the target that must be targeted in order to prevent the police from investigating." He said this, but he shook his head, "To be honest, this approach is very stupid. The police may be afraid of public opinion, but if the police insist on investigating, how can public opinion stop this? In fact, since Li Jingtian's throat was cut, I have always had something that I can't tell. The feeling is not the feeling of falling into a trap, but the feeling of..." He said here, and finally stopped, the others are really not the ones who like to analyze personal emotions during the case handling process, but the current feeling is really very strange, "I think, it's boring..." he said.
Xing Conglian smacked his mouth and said, "I hear you say 'boring' is a very new word. What kind of boring is this?"
"I don't know either." He shook his head again, unable to describe the strange feeling.
Stupid is indeed a very unspecific word.
But maybe when he was standing at the top of the mall, or when he saw Li Jingtian fall to the ground, or even when Xing Conglian untied the bouquet of roses, Lin Chen felt the same way.
If you have to choose a more appropriate and specific description, you can only say that this boredom comes from a sense of powerlessness.
Analyzing emotions doesn't help much in solving the case. Lin Chen seriously thought about the question about Li Jingtian, and finally said cruelly: "To judge whether Li Jingtian is hyping, it depends on what his final situation is."
Thinking of the blood on the stage, he finally said, "Actually, judging from the amount of blood at the scene, it is difficult to say that the murderer did not injure Li Jingtian's carotid artery, so it is unlikely that Li Jingtian can be rescued."
"Consultant Lin means that if Li Jingtian was pushed out with a white cloth, then we must admit that we have too many thoughts and always think too badly; The appearance of being rescued from the death line, we have to consider the possibility of him directing and acting... This is a bit cruel."
"Although this non-A and B choice is cruel, if C appears, it will be even more troublesome, so I hope it is better not to have the third possibility." He said.
In fact, Lin Chen didn't know why he was always a good spirit and not a bad spirit.
That is, two minutes after he finished saying "no hope", Xing Conglian's phone rang again.
He glanced at the word "Zhang Xiaolong" on the caller ID and knew that it was finally time for the option to give the answer by himself.
Xing Conglian pressed the public release and asked him to listen together.
"Squad, Li Jingtian is out!"
The girl's voice was excited, and it came out through the public broadcast. Such a sweet voice was slammed by the noisy traffic around, and then became very ethereal.
Sure enough, or option B - self-directed and self-acted
Xing Conglian asked, "How is Li Jingtian's condition, is he still awake, what did the doctor say?"
Zhang Xiaolong said, "It's clear, why is it not clear?"
"Just after the surgery, is your consciousness still clear?" Xing Conglian asked suspiciously.
"You won't believe the punishment team, Li Jingtian actually walked out on his own!"
…
Municipal Hospital, outside corridor of emergency room No. 3.
Zhang Xiaolong held up his mobile phone and stared at the man standing at the door of the emergency room in disbelief.
There is not much difference between the singer himself and on TV. Compared with his slightly aloof appearance on TV, Li Jingtian in real life is more approachable. Of course, this does not mean that he is not handsome. He is still elegant and handsome, with blood loss on his face. So pale, he stood slowly, with a thick gauze wrapped around his neck. After looking around, Zhang Xiaolong saw him bowing slowly, as if to thank the fans around him for their support.
Seeing this scene, the surrounding girl fans began to scream and applaud desperately, as if it was a celebration of the rest of their lives.
Li Jingtian's face was full of gratitude, his eyes were a little wet, but he still did not speak.
Of course Zhang Xiaolong was also very happy. She smiled and looked at the singer from head to toe. The singer's T-shirt was covered in blood, and even his pants were covered in blood.
This is a bit strange, Zhang Xiaolong suddenly realized that Li Jingtian had his throat cut, he lost too much blood, his T-shirt was dyed red, why is he still standing
At this moment, she heard Consul Lin's voice coming from the microphone.
"Take a photo for me quietly." Consultant Lin said.
Seeing this, Zhang Xiaolong stood on tiptoe, raised the phone, and with a click, she hurriedly retracted her hand, and was glared at by the people around her.
The photos were sent quickly.
On the other end of the phone, Consultant Lin's voice became hesitant: "It is indeed coming out."
"Is this option C?" Captain Xing asked.
Zhang Xiaolong couldn't understand what they were saying, but even she was full of doubts.
Why would someone rush to the stage to kill someone, but let the other person walk out of the emergency room alive