The man who loves and chases the murderer lives next door

Chapter 221 Don't Call Me Anymore
What happened in the corner of the set, because it involved the big boss Li Yao and the manager of the popular singer Han Zhixian, so it was only spread in a small area, and no one dared to gossip with great fanfare.

Ji Qian didn't leave, she was a little far away, and didn't see exactly what happened, but based on what everyone said, she could get a rough idea.

Han Zhixian's manager?
Ji Qian frowned, thinking of Fei Li's Han Zhiyuan's evaluation, she couldn't tell what it was like.

Anyway, it's just a little uncomfortable. It's really strange that they are two sisters, but they are people from different worlds with Han Zhixian.

Fortunately, nothing happened in the end, Han Zhixian and Han Zhiyuan were together, and she didn't bother to go over to say hello.

On the other hand, Qian Yu asked her about her plans and asked her to go to the capital to watch a concert, but she refused directly on the grounds of her leg injury.

It was about six o'clock in the afternoon, and there was a sudden holiday. Ji Qian had nothing to do, so she simply went to the hospital to visit Bai Miao, and brought her food by the way.

In fact, she was just too bored, and suddenly she was free, and felt that the time was very difficult, so she just wanted to find something to do.

After all, there are still three full hours before nine o'clock.

In the nanny's car, I didn't feel it when I was filming during the day, but at this moment Xiaolou clearly sensed that Ji Qian's mood was not right.

"Sister Qian, could it be that a relative came to see you?" He couldn't help asking, besides this, he really couldn't figure out why Ji Qian was in such a low mood.

"No." Ji Qian tilted her head and looked out the window.

"Is it because your feet hurt too much? Or is your waist uncomfortable? Let's go and change your medicine later!" Xiaolou couldn't stop worrying.

"Can you give me some silence?"

"Oh……"

This strange atmosphere continued all the way to the hospital.

Because of her foot injury, and her not-so-good relationship with Bai Miao, and considering that there might be paparazzi outside, Ji Qian didn't go upstairs, but asked Xiaolou to deliver the meal.

They ordered a nutritious meal in advance at a relatively well-known restaurant, and they drove by to pick up the meal, which was quite considerate.

By the way, she and Xiaolou also finished dinner in the car.

About a quarter of an hour later, Xiaolou came back.

After getting in the car, he reported to Ji Qianhui: "Bai Miao asked me to thank you, and by the way, I will explain to you that I won't be coming tomorrow, and her friend will come to accompany her tomorrow afternoon."

"Oh." Ji Qian nodded, and then said, "Then tell her, I'll come see her again at noon tomorrow."

Xiaolou opened his eyes wide, afraid that she didn't hear clearly, and repeated, "I said I won't come tomorrow."

"Didn't her friend come in the afternoon?"

"..."

Xiaolou felt that something was wrong with Ji Qian, why did she insist on visiting Bai Miao at noon tomorrow?

Is she on good terms with Bai Miao?
What a fart!

"Sister Qian, you are very strange!" Xiaolou finally couldn't help but say what was in his heart.

"Is there?" Ji Qian just stared out of the window in a daze, and didn't respond to him.

Yes!

Definitely yes!

However, Ji Qian naturally couldn't hear Xiaolou's inner roar.

Back at the hotel, Ji Qian wrapped herself in the quilt.

The reason why she is going to see Bai Miao tomorrow is because she is afraid that she will not be able to control her legs and go to G City.

The water that was thrown out of what was said, once the matter was settled, she could only stay in Luchuan with peace of mind, it was as simple as that.

In fact, she was also afraid of what happened last night.

At this moment, she calmed down, her body was hurt, she was tired after another day, and she was still carrying a heavy burden of thought, and only a warm and safe bed could soothe her tired soul.

Drowsy, she fell asleep.

When I woke up again, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

It's ten o'clock!
After seeing the time clearly, she immediately bounced off the bed in shock.

It's over, it's time for the phone call.

Flipping through the call records, she found yesterday's call, and her Ruyu's fingertips landed on the top of the screen.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally dropped his finger and called Song Zhen.

My heart suddenly became tense, I had been looking forward to this moment, but I didn't expect it to arrive in the blink of an eye.

Who knows-

"The number you dialed is turned off, please try again later."

A formatted female voice came from the phone, and Song Zhen's phone turned off!
Knowing this fact, Ji Qian suddenly couldn't tell what kind of feeling she felt in her heart.

In an instant, countless guesses flashed through my mind.

Did he deliberately not answer his phone?

Was he annoyed by himself?
No, he must be busy with work, certainly not on purpose.

He just had a dead phone.

But why didn't you tell yourself before your phone ran out of battery?
Look, Ji Qian, he doesn't take you seriously at all.

No, Song Zhen was already very busy, he didn't mean it.

……

Finally unable to stand her wild thoughts, Ji Qian picked up her slippers and walked around the room restlessly.

Holding the mobile phone, I dialed every few minutes. There were five calls in total, none of which could be connected, and all of them were turned off.

In the end, she gave up.

Standing on the viewing balcony, looking at the various hazy lights spread out in the hotel, she was confused for a moment.

After persisting for so long, I don't know why, but the vague phone call yesterday made her lose her courage and motivation to persist in an instant.

Ji Qian, you are such an impatient and half-hearted person? !
"Ok!"

With a slap on the railing, Ji Qian leaned on the railing with her elbows, raised her arms, and buried her head tightly in the middle.

Even in setbacks, she has a drive to never admit defeat.

Song Zhen stood on the viewing balcony, looking at Ji Qian on the balcony obliquely in front of the downstairs, and couldn't tell what it was like for a moment.

On the phone, there were five incoming call reminders when the phone was turned off, all of which were calls from Ji Qian.

He was on the plane at the time and his phone was turned off, so he didn't receive the call.

After getting off the plane, he had to communicate with the Luchuan police all the way, but he didn't have time to return her. Most importantly, he didn't think about how to return her.

When the Luchuan police arranged him to this hotel, Ji Qian's room number 807 immediately popped up in his mind. They had mentioned it during their chat, and then he asked for room 909 on the upper floor.

909 is upstairs from 809, just staggered with 807, allowing him to see her balcony.

Unexpectedly, I actually saw her.

It never occurred to me that it was such a scene.

What is she sad about?
Even though there were thousands of questions in my heart, I couldn't open my mouth.

Team Dou reminded her once again that she couldn't let it go any longer.

The National Special Advisory Group for Serious Cases was able to find out the unusual relationship between him and Ji Qian, and similarly, people who were hiding in the dark could also find out.

The interrupted phone call will eventually continue; those words that have not been said in time will eventually be spoken.

It should have ended a long time ago, and it shouldn't be delayed until now.

The phone rang without warning, it was "Maomao's master".

Song Zhen's gaze focused, and only then did he see that downstairs, Ji Qian was holding the phone with one hand, wiping the tears on her face with the other, looking into the distance, not knowing what she was thinking.

He suddenly noticed that she seemed to be getting thinner.

The cartoon one-piece pajamas looked a little too big and empty in the night wind, making her neck and limbs so slender.

"Hello?" He answered the phone with a deep voice.

When Ji Qian heard this hello, her premonition grew stronger.

"Song Zhen." She shouted, thousands of words, but only this one, and then choked up.

She thought she would stop crying after wiping away her tears, but she didn't expect that just hearing him say hello, before he even said anything else, her tears seemed to be pulled off the brakes.

She really hates such a weak self!
Just like Bai Miao, she will cry and cry!is that useful!

She hated herself for being like this!
So she took the microphone away, took a deep breath, and there were cold tears flowing down her nose, she quickly wiped it off, and raised her smile, "Why did you turn off the phone?"

she asked, forcing a smile.

"Ji Qian." Song Zhen didn't answer her question, but called her name.

"Huh?" She was very cute.

Song Zhen's fists were clenched tightly at some point, the night breeze was cool, and there was deathly silence in the phone.

Finally, he said, "Don't call me again."

click!
Very light, very crisp, very subtle sound.

There seemed to be a crack in my heart.

The whole day's premonition finally came true, Ji Qian looked to the southeast, it was G City, what is Song Zhen doing?

He was on the phone, rejecting her.

He is rejecting her!
But how willing she was, how could she believe it, so she couldn't help but want to give it a try!
"But I'm still afraid, I—"

"Jissie, your psychological problem has been solved." He interrupted her almost indifferently.

Silence, dead silence.

In sight, Ji Qian slowly squatted down against the railing, and then there was the sound of suppressed crying coming from the receiver.

"Am I bothering you?" she asked.

That voice, with a thick nasal voice, still contained a smile.

It was hard for him to imagine how she kept smiling.

The heartache was unparalleled, but he couldn't do anything except hold the phone tightly and look at her silently.

At that moment, Song Zhen wondered for the first time whether he had done something wrong.

Then, against his will, he replied: "Yes."

The indifferent tone was like a thousand years of ice, freezing to the marrow of the bone.

There was another moment of silence on the other end of the line, and then she replied, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Saying that, she cut off the phone.

Song Zhen put down the phone and looked at her quietly.

The mobile phone was thrown by her feet, and she sat directly on the ground, hugging her knees tightly.

The whimpering sound like a small animal came along with the wind and fell to his ears, burning his heart.

For a moment, he really wanted to jump off the railing and hold her in his arms.

But rationality told him, it can't be like this, otherwise all previous efforts will be wasted!

She does not belong to his world, only in this way is the best choice for each other.

"Dong dong!" There was a knock on the door, and the knock rescued Song Zhen from this torment.

He finally turned around decisively, and then entered the room.

He opened the door, and at the door stood the captain of the Criminal Investigation Detachment of the Luchuan Police Station, who he remembered was named Feng Ming.

"Deputy Captain Song, here are all the materials you want." Feng Ming held a kraft paper bag in his hand.

Song Zhen took it and said hard work, and then heard Feng Ming continue to say: "Another police officer will arrive tomorrow morning, and there will be a meeting in the conference room of the police station at 8:40 on time, and staff will come to pick you up at 8:20, thank you for your hard work." Well, you guys should go to bed early tonight."

"I see." Song Zhen replied.

Afterwards, Feng Ming said goodbye.

As soon as Feng Ming left, Qiu Sen and others who lived in the opposite door immediately surrounded him, "Hey boss, is this the information of all these serial cases?"

"En." Song Zhen handed him the information directly, and then walked towards the place where Feng Ming left.

"Boss, where are you going?" Qiu Sen asked hastily.

"Walk casually." Song Zhen made up a nonsense reason, and strode away with long legs, leaving only a cold back for the three of them.

"Why do I feel that the boss is a little weird? Do you feel that?" Xia Lan hurriedly poked the arms of the two.

"En." Niu Quan just nodded.

Holding the file, Qiu Sen rolled his small eyes, as if thinking of something, "Maybe someone went to find the goddess!"

"What?" Xia Lan didn't hear clearly.

"Nothing, look at the information, look at the information!"

The three of them immediately entered Qiu Sen's room with the materials in their hands. When they left, Xia Lan closed the door for Song Zhen.

But here, Song Zhen really wanted to control herself, but she couldn't help but went downstairs.

He told himself that he just wanted to make sure Ji Qian wouldn't go out to drink alone, after all, her wine taste was so worrying.

He just wanted to make sure that she was safe and that nothing would happen to her.

The elevator door opened and he stepped out.

At this moment, the door of the elevator next to it also opened, and a man wearing a peaked cap came out of it, passed Song Zhen and walked forward quickly.

(End of this chapter)