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    053 No one has ever dared to be so arrogant in front of Master Cheng (second update)

    There was a sudden knock on the door.

    Everyone’s eyes turned away in realization.

    Grandma Xu is sitting on the stool now, holding tea.

    She felt proud now that she had someone to back her up. She looked sideways at Qin Ran and the others, and turned her head when she heard the sound.

    He caught sight of the young police officer at a glance.

    “Who is Miss Qin Ran?” The police officer glanced at the crowd, and finally his eyes rested on the girl wearing the uniform of Hengchuan No. 1 Middle School.

    The girl’s face was turned sideways, but she could still see the beautiful outline of her profile.

    Her skin is very fair, and she wears her school uniform properly, which is open. The white shirt underneath is stained with a few drops of blood, and outlines the flexible and slender lines.

    There were so many people in the audience, but this person stood out the most. The police officer’s eyes subconsciously fell on her face.

    Only when the girl raised her eyes slightly and looked at her questioningly did the police officer realize that she was Qin Ran.

    “Miss Qin, Director Jiang would like to ask you to go to the lounge.” The police officer bowed slightly and said, “Please come over here.”

    Qinran paused, with one hand still in his pocket. She tilted her head slightly, squinted her eyes slightly, and began to wonder who was looking for her?

    She is familiar with…it seems there is no one named Jiang?

    Lin Jinxuan looked at her questioningly. Qin Ran raised her chin and said casually, “It’s okay, I’ll go take a look.”

    She walked out the door.

    Jiang Hui was “exiled” from the capital. In ancient times, he was properly an imperial envoy, equivalent to a special envoy.

    Directly represents the top leadership here.

    Deputy Director Shen must know him, but he doesn’t know if the “Director Jiang” mentioned by the police officer is the same person as the Jiang Hui he knows.

    Seeing the police officer, Qin Ran was asked to go over and go directly to the lounge.

    Deputy Director Shen was very surprised. He couldn’t help but glance at Qin Ran who was going out, and asked the police officer very politely, “This Director Jiang is…”

    The police officer glanced at he, turned around and left without saying anything.

    **

    In the lounge, Jiang Hui is nearly forty years old and well maintained, as if he is in his early thirties.

    Time has left no trace on him.

    He sat on the chair, poured two cups of tea, glanced at the slender figure standing by the door, and smiled, “Sit down for a while and drink tea. Someone has been sent to check. Seeing that you are so anxious, I thought something happened.”

    This man’s affairs cannot be delayed.

    Who knew that it was just a dispute between high school students when they rushed over.

    Cheng Mu sat aside and nodded crazily in his mind.

    Isn’t it? Something that can be done with just one phone call requires Jiang Hui to be brought over. How much time will this delay?

    In ancient times, our Lord Juan was a foolish king.

    Lu Zhaoying touched her earrings and tilted her head, “Uncle Jiang, no one’s here yet?”

    “Why are you so anxious?” Jiang Hui was now curious, which little girl could make these two people so anxious?

    Two figures can be seen coming outside the window.

    Jiang Hui picked up the tea cup and said calmly: “Look, isn’t this coming?”

    After speaking, his eyes did not shift.

    Cheng Juan’s expression was quite indifferent, his peach blossom eyes were half-squinted, his hands were folded across his chest, and he was lazily leaning against the door frame with a slender figure.

    A familiar figure appeared in sight.

    Cheng Juan stood up straight subconsciously, his eyes falling on her.

    The little girl followed the police officer, her head slightly lowered, and she walked over slowly. The school uniform jacket was quite loose, and it made her look even thinner when draped over her body.

    Open the jacket to reveal the white shirt underneath.

    There is blood.

    Cheng Juan’s five senses were very sensitive, and he smelled a strong smell of blood before anyone came.

    Cheng Juan leaned against the door and looked at her steadily for a few seconds, his expression quite cold, “Right hand.”

    Qinran raised her eyes and saw Cheng Juan standing by the door looking at her.

    She pursed her lips and glanced at he, then slowly took out her hand from her pocket.

    With so many people coming and going, no one seemed to notice the problem with her hands.

    Lu Zhaoying was slightly relieved when she saw that Qin Ran had arrived well, but the next second, he saw Qin Ran’s fingers taking out her pocket.

    The little girl’s hands are thin and white, and her nails are neatly trimmed and moisturized.

    Lu Zhaoying told Cheng Juan more than once that those were the hands of a pianist.

    At this time, this hand was stained with scarlet blood.

    Some are dry and some are still dripping.

    Cheng Juan lowered his eyes, lowered his head, and gently opened her fingers with his hands. There were two wounds inside, across the palm of his hand. The incision was very narrow. He didn’t know how long it had passed, but blood was still oozing out.

    Cheng Juan is a doctor, so how can he not know how deep the wound is?

    he looked at the hand for a moment, the light in his eyes flickering, “Cheng Mu, bring the car over.”

    The wound looked really hideous. Cheng Mu took a look. There was no expression on the wooden face, except for the lips that were pursed inadvertently.

    Drive in silence.

    Lu Zhaoying came back to her senses, stared at the shocking wound, and stood up suddenly, “What’s going on?”

    Jiang Hui had originally accompanied these two people on a trip, but looking at Cheng Juan’s expression now, he had never seen Cheng Juan get angry in so many years, and now he couldn’t help but look sideways.

    He couldn’t help but sit up straight and turned his head to glance at the director standing aside, knocking his teacup on the table.

    Make a “clang” sound.

    As soon as the director came home and the stool under his butt was still warm, he got a call from the police officer.

    Director Jiang came to inspect our bureau!

    He didn’t know Cheng Juan or Lu Zhaoying, but he knew Jiang Hui. Seeing Jiang Hui being so polite to Cheng Juan, he dropped the teacup again and his heart suddenly rose to his throat.

    “What’s going on? Are you still lynching?!” He immediately turned his head and asked the police officer.

    The police officer handed the confession to Jiang Hui and repeated what he learned.

    The rest room was quiet. No one spoke except for his voice. The police officer’s voice became smaller and smaller as he spoke.

    Cheng Mu went to pick up the car and hasn’t come back yet. Lu Zhaoying was used to being domineering in the capital, and Qin Ran was excluded from his circle.

    “Tsk——”

    A chuckle.

    The police officer felt a knot in his heart.

    he raised his head cautiously.

    “Whether it’s private or business, I’ll do it for you guys, tsk,” Lu Zhaoying casually pulled off his collar, his earrings shone with a cold light, walked outside the door, tilted his head, and raised his chin towards the police officer, “Where are you guys?”

    No one in the 49 cities has ever dared to say this in front of Mr. Cheng!

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