Xia Yanxi was put into the detention room.
In the narrow room, there was only a hard bed and a dim light above the head.
Xia Yanxi curled up and sat on the bed, holding her knees with her hands, shivering from the cold.
Staring at the wet floor with blank eyes, his mind kept recalling everything that happened tonight.
It was obvious that someone wanted to frame the situation.
She really thought about it and couldn't figure out who was so vicious that she wanted to put Gu Yanyan to death? He also wants to put the blame for all this on her!
Is the person targeted by the murderer Gu Yanyan or her? Or both
In fact, after calming down and thinking about it, it is understandable that the police saw the video and thought she was the murderer.
Even she felt that the murderer imitated her very much.
After closing her eyes, Xia Yanxi felt tired all over.
If she wants to clear away the suspicion, she cannot rely on these policemen. Moreover, now that the real murderer has not been caught, she can only rely on Qiao Yan to escape.
Mu Mu should find a way to inform him!
It's winter now, and the detention room can be dark, damp, and cold. After a while, Xia Yanxi was shivering with cold.
The pain in my lower abdomen also got worse.
When she arrived at Huo's house today, she basically didn't eat much. Now, not only was she cold, but her stomach was growling with hunger.
She bit her pale lips, buried her face in her knees, and shed tears of pain.
She didn't know how long it had passed, but just when she felt so uncomfortable that she was about to die, the door of the detention room was suddenly opened.
Sonorous and powerful footsteps sounded from not far away.
Xia Yanxi felt uncomfortable all over her body, and she didn't even have the strength to raise her head.
The footsteps got closer and closer, and finally stopped at the door of the detention room.
"Xia Yanxi!" the policeman called her name.
Xia Yanxi weakly raised her little head and looked at the police standing at the door. She pursed her lips and said, "I told you, I didn't kill anyone. Even if you torture me to extract a confession, I won't admit it."
"It's not that you want to be interrogated again. Someone wants to see you. Come with me."
I wonder if it was Xia Yanxi's misunderstanding, but the police's attitude towards her seemed to have changed a lot.
Although Xia Yanxi feels uncomfortable now, her head is still clear.
The police's attitude towards her has changed. It must be Qiao Yanli who came over.
Xia Yanxi got up from the bed and followed the police towards the reception room.
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The police chief was receiving Qiao Yanli, and he hurried over as soon as he received Qiao Yanli's call.
If he were an ordinary person, he wouldn't come here, but he didn't expect that the suspect this time was Mrs. Qiao.
When Xia Yanxi followed the police, Qiao Yanli was taking the cigarettes handed to him by the chief. The chief's attitude toward him seemed a bit flattering.
He was wearing a black coat, which made him appear taller and longer-legged, and his handsome face was indifferent, as if covered with a thin layer of frost.
He stood there aloof and cold, and Xia Yanxi suddenly felt that she and him were really a good match.
Something always happened to her, and he seemed to have to clean up her troubles every time.
Xia Yanxi suddenly felt that she was useless and that she was not worthy of being his Mrs. Qiao.
His nose was sour, and a layer of moist mist welled up in his eyes.
When Qiao Yanli heard the footsteps, he turned around and looked at Xia Yanxi who was standing at the door.
Her hair was a little messy, her eyes were red, the left side of her face was red and swollen, and bright red fingerprints could still be seen faintly. The skin on the corners of her mouth seemed to be broken, which indicated that she had been abused.