"Open!" Ah Xing shouted coldly as the muzzle of the black hole was pressed against the policeman's head.
As soon as the gun came out, all the police officers panicked. He subconsciously went to draw out the gun, and the guards, who were in civilian clothes because they were in the villa, also took out the gun.
The scene was a little chaotic for a while, and a drop of cold sweat dripped from the deputy director's forehead. He saw that if the scene got out of control, it would turn into a gun battle.
And he was also a little confused at this moment, and his heart began to beat. He had already realized that this might not be a villa where ordinary wealthy businessmen lived. After all, in the capital, there were high-ranking officials who could not afford to offend.
Bai Chen frowned and watched the confrontation: "Deputy Director, tell them to put down their guns, it's all a misunderstanding."
The deputy director didn't know how to step down. Hearing this, he found a way to step down, but Wen Yun, who was pulled aside before, didn't allow the matter to be left alone.
She shouted hoarsely: "Don't close the gun! This murderer has not been brought to justice! If you are not qualified for this position, you can just say it, can't even bring a murderer back to the police station now? "
Today, Wen Yun is determined to make Lin Xiaomi pay for her life. She believes that Lin Xiaomi is the murderer, and Leng Yihuang is here to protect her, but if she goes to the police station, she promises to have her pay for her life!
That's why the scene was so chaotic, she deliberately didn't reveal the previous relationship between Lin Xiaomi and Leng Yihuang, and also deliberately concealed Leng Yihuang's identity.
"Deputy office! Inside..." The blood fell down on the floor along the injured wrist, forming a puddle of blood. Bai Chen's lips were pale, and he wanted to stop him, but his body flickered, but fortunately he was held by the servant , so as not to faint.
Leng Yihuang laughed in a low voice, but anyone could tell that there was obvious seriousness in this laughter.
He lazily walked up to the short and fat deputy director, who was at least half a head taller than him, looked down at him, his thin lips curled up evilly, and his handsome and handsome face carried the inborn Nobility, those eyes that looked down on everything seemed to look at him with pity.
Thin lips parted lightly: "You are really courageous. For many years, no one has dared to draw a gun in front of me!"
He looked at the intruders in front of him coldly: "I'll give you a minute, and take your clowns out of my house, otherwise, I'll let someone surnamed Sun carry you out."
The director's surname is Sun.
The deputy director was sweating coldly. The man in front of him was not an ordinary person at first glance, but there are no ordinary people involved in this case!
"You are?" the deputy director asked uncertainly.
"Forty seconds to go."
After the words fell, there was the sound of a bullet being loaded.
Bai Chen slowed down for a while, and after getting over the dizziness, he said, "Deputy Bureau, take your people back, don't disturb Master Leng's rest."
Hearing this, the Deputy Director's heart skipped a beat.
In this country, there is only one person who can make minister Bai become the young master Leng.
The eldest grandson of the President! She has been kept low-key and protected since birth, and outsiders rarely see real people.
The deputy director fought with both hands, swallowed his saliva, knowing that he had caused a catastrophe today.
Leng Yihuang didn't seem to notice his panic, and raised his hand to look at the watch on his wrist.
The deputy director's eyebrows jumped, and he hurriedly called his subordinates to leave.
Seeing that they were about to leave, Wen Yun grabbed the deputy by the collar: "What are you doing! The murderer hasn't been arrested yet, so none of you dare to leave here!"
The deputy director literally scolded her all over the place!
But he was also to blame for not doing a good job of research before coming here.
Now that he uses a gun in Young Master Leng's villa, he might not even be able to protect Wusha!
However, Wen Yun's words reminded him that he came here for a legitimate reason, and for this reason, he might have an excuse.
"Master Leng, I'm really sorry, we are also business-like. Ms. Lin is indeed suspected of murder, and we are also..."
He wiped his sweat and explained: "The forensic doctor has determined the time of Miss Bai's death, and within an hour after meeting Miss Lin, we called up the surveillance. In the coffee shop, Miss Bai was very emotionally unstable. Afterwards, she drove away alone, and finally disappeared from the monitoring, and Ms. Lin, after that, went to Fengling Group, but soon came out again, walked into an old garden nearby, and disappeared from the surrounding monitoring. It wasn't until about two hours later that Miss Bai came out of the garden."
"Based on these, we have reason to judge that Ms. Lin may be the last person who saw Miss Bai, and according to Mrs. Bai, she also has reasons to kill people, so..."
"Of course, we don't have definite evidence yet, so we just ask Ms. Lin to go back to the police station to make a record and assist in the investigation."
Leng Yihuang looked at him indifferently until he finished speaking and uttered a word: "Get lost!"
The deputy director blinked, smiled in embarrassment, and left with a group of subordinates in a state of embarrassment.
Wen Yun didn't achieve his goal, and watched helplessly that the deputy director was dismissed so easily by Leng Yihuang, making the trouble even worse. Seeing Leng Yihuang's face turn livid, Bai Chen asked the Master to tie Wen Yun out.
Before leaving, he took a look at Lin Xiaomi. The man who was always elegant and handsome was old and haggard, especially with his bloody wrists, which made people feel sad.
He opened his mouth with difficulty: "I know it's definitely not you who did this, but... can you tell me what Xiaoxin told you, because that is probably the last thing she left in this world. A paragraph."
Bai Chen looked at her beggingly, it was a poor man who just lost his daughter.
Lin Xiaomi's heart was sore, but she couldn't say any comforting words. Even the words Bai Ruoxin said to her seemed to be stuck in her throat, making it difficult to utter a sound.
She staggered her eyes, holding the wrist of her right hand with her left hand, where she could still feel the cold and biting touch of the handcuffs.
Bai Chen still didn't get her answer, with sadness and disappointment in his eyes, he turned and left slowly.
Looking at his old and feeble back, Lin Xiaomi's eyes were moist and hot, she leaned against Leng Yihuang's arms, her forehead resting on his chest, she asked him: "Am I indifferent?"
Leng Yihuang rubbed her hair pityingly, knowing that she was frightened, he held her tightly in his arms with both hands, shaking her lightly, and indulged, "If you don't want to say it, don't say it."
Tears welled up in her eyes, she really couldn't speak, and told Bai Chen that Xiao Xin's last words were to hope that she could return to Bai's house.
She couldn't speak.
"It's not me." The voice was full of fragility and helplessness. She tightly held her right wrist, and the feeling of being handcuffed was still lingering. She choked up and explained intermittently: "I'm going to Feng Ling was looking for you, but you weren't there, and I couldn't get through to you. I was in a bad mood, so I went to sit in the park. There was no one in it, and it was very quiet. I was just sitting in it, and it wasn't really me. "