Chapter 649 (1/2)

It seems to uncover the scars that have not been healed.

Even blood with meat, the pain is unstoppable.

When describing the unforgettable memory, Lin Jiangxia's voice trembled.

Even several times, her throat seemed to be heavily blocked by something, and her voice couldn't come out.

The little policeman was silent, but the tip of his nose quickly recorded on the paper.

There was a slight friction between the tip of the nose and the paper.

”Then you hit him in the head with a sober.”

Lin Jiangxia's mood was ups and downs, and she never dared to say her last fatal blow to ye Muzhen.

After waiting for half a minute, the little policeman spoke for her.

She nodded softly, pale.

”What a jerk! I'm old enough to do such shameless things! ” The little policeman was so angry that he closed the book with a snap.

Lin Jiangxia drooped his eyes, and fear and uneasiness came from the bottom of his eyes.

Ye Muzhen's death, once again very clear in her mind, even as if it had been magnified countless times.

”You can rest assured that this fully meets the standard of self-defense.” In the whole process of listening, the little policeman also had a trace of guilt for Lin Jiangxia: ”I will sort out your notes and hand them in. It can prove that ye Muzhen's death is his own fault. It has nothing to do with Ms. Lin.”

”Thank you... Thank you.” Lin Jiangxia drooped her eyes and clung to a corner of the quilt with both hands.

The little policeman breathed, ”excuse me, my work is over. Let's go first.”

Lin Jiangxia was silent, and the little policeman turned and left.

When he opened the door of the ward, Zhan beiheng's cold vision suddenly fell on the little policeman's face.

The police officer tightened his body and his sight fell on the trash can next to Zhan beiheng.

A lot of cigarette butts have accumulated there.

It was only about 20 minutes before and after the transcript. Zhan beiheng actually smoked a lot of cigarettes, which showed his hesitation and uneasiness in his heart.

Just those emotions, determined not to show a penny on his knife like cheek.

”Mr. Zhan, i... I haven't heard the previous recording. If I had, I would never take a note to uncover the trauma at the bottom of Ms. Lin's heart.” The little policeman gritted his teeth: ”I'm really sorry.”

This gesture, on the contrary, left Zhan beiheng's anger nowhere to vent.

He just waved his hand and said, ”I'll send someone to take you back.”

”No, I drove a police car.” The little policeman breathed and wanted to go, but after taking a few steps, he retreated and looked at Zhan beiheng with his head tilted: ”Mr. Zhan, if Ms. Lin needs psychological counseling, our police station has a professional psychological counseling department, they may be able to help Ms. Lin.”

”No.”

Refusing to cooperate with the police is the consistent style of Zhan beiheng.

After talking, he pushed open the door of the ward and couldn't wait to break in.

The little policeman was stunned on the corridor for a long time. He didn't understand how Mr. Zhan was so prejudiced against the police. He could only shake his head, sigh and turn away.

In the ward.

Lin Jiangxia covered her cheeks with her hands and lowered her head tightly.

He was not even aware of Zhan beiheng's intrusion.

He sat down beside the hospital bed, squeezed her slender wrists tightly with his hands, and forced her to put down his hands covering her cheeks.

When he saw her eyes, Zhan beiheng's heart suddenly hurt again.

Her eyes were red and tears rolled in her eyes, but she was stubborn and bit her teeth to keep her tears from falling out.