The man who loves and chases the murderer lives next door

Chapter 72 The Goddess' Girlfriend is a Goddess (Part [-])
"I'm just glad she's still alive." Song Zhen replied solemnly with a flat face.

When he hugged Ji Qian just now, he really didn't think about anything, he was just glad and grateful that she came back alive.

No one knew how nervous he was when he participated in this case and raced against death. Since losing Song Chun, he has been on sick leave and never took the initiative to touch the case again. He neither wanted nor could.

Because whenever he touched the case, his hands would tremble unceasingly, and those bloody images would keep appearing in his mind.

And in that picture lay his dearest, most beloved and only sister, so that later he began to suffer from insomnia, began to be unable to work, rest and work normally, and began to see a psychiatrist.

He began to be unable to view and analyze the case fairly and objectively. Once he figured out who the murderer was, he would attribute all his faults and crimes to the murderer, and would not care about the twists and turns and facts hidden in it. The most basic fairness as a psychoanalyst.

So, it's more like a suspension than a vacation.

Because of the tinted glasses, he couldn't profile correctly.

He is, is not a real, qualified psychoanalyst anymore.

"Are you explaining?"

Qin Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, with an uncontrollable smile on his face.

"You are such a bored person, it's rare to listen to your explanation. It's okay if you don't explain it. This explanation... Well, it turns out that this is how the iron tree blooms."

Qin Feng nodded, with a suddenly enlightened expression on his face.

Song Zhen was choked, and then fell silent.

He is indeed the kind of person who doesn't bother to explain. Regarding matters related to Ji Qian, it's fine if he loses his normal judgment, and even softens his heart. This is indeed inconsistent with him.

"Okay, when are you leaving?" Song Zhen asked instead.

"Change the subject?" Qin Feng didn't gossip, thinking of letting him go.

His buddy, seeing that he is getting older every day, and recently he has grown a big beard to cover his face, who's girl can look up to him?If something good happens, he, Qin Feng, will definitely be the first to be happy, so don't mess with his good things by making fun of him.

Out of such considerations, Qin Feng seriously cooperated with him to change the topic, "Tomorrow's plane."

"Then why don't you go back?" Song Zhen reminded, with an obvious eviction order.

Qin Feng shrugged, "Is it really okay for you to cross the river and tear down the bridge like this?"

"Who said he was afraid of his wife's jealousy, so he is not afraid of kneeling on the keyboard when he returns home late?" Song Zhen responded coldly.

"Okay, you can do it." Qin Feng laughed, then patted him on the shoulder, and kindly reminded him with an expression of "I'm for your own good", "By the way, I'm afraid Ji Qian's family will not agree easily, you do well Mentally prepare."

After finishing speaking, he turned his back to him and waved his hands in the air as goodbye. He took his coat and walked out. There was already someone driving a car waiting for him not far away.

After Ji Qian, Yan Qi, and Yan You left by car, Qin Feng also left.

He Lianjun walked to Song Zhen's side and watched the car go away with him side by side.

"Old Song, you can!"

He Lianjun also patted the place Qin Feng took just now, "When you came here, you deliberately asked the driver to brake, and you bought that thin blanket at the drugstore next to it, so it was for this purpose."

Song Zhen tilted his head, his eyes brushed against the hand on his shoulder like a knife's edge.

He Lianjun immediately chuckled twice, then retracted his hand unnaturally.

This kid really doesn't give face.

"You said that you are so considerate and meticulous, who can resist? I think that actress, oh, Ji Qian, I really like your appearance."

"If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb." Song Zhen swept him coldly.

He Lianjun rubbed his nose, "Well, you boy, at least I'm your leader."

Although Song Zhenguan was older than him in the past, and although he never had any prestige in front of Song Zhen, at least he should save some face.

Song Zhen tilted his head, and then answered him like he was looking at an idiot, "Did I promise you?"

In other words, even if He Lianjun agreed to Song Zhen's request to look through the files, Song Zhen might not join him.

He Lianjun couldn't help laughing, and pointed at him with a helpless expression on his face.

"Okay, you boy."

However, he was really happy from the bottom of his heart, Song Zhen, who had such a vicious tongue, seemed somewhat alive.

Since Song Chun's accident, he has never seen such a lively and lively Song Zhen again.

He also understood in his heart that such a change was inseparable from today's successful rescue of Ji Qian.Song Zhen's shortcomings and remorse have been made up for in this case. Perhaps his concern for Ji Qian is just an empathy effect, but all in all, this is a good thing for Song Zhen.

Otherwise, their police station will suffer a lot.

Of course, if the two of them really want to get along, he is also happy to see it succeed.

But with the two sons of the Yan family, I'm afraid Ji Qian is not easy, and they may not be from the same world.

Out of such worries, He Lianjun tactfully did not mention this matter again.

In the eyes of other people, it means that Team He has been devastated, so even if they are curious about gossip, they dare not go forward to ask, not to mention that Song Zhen has solved such a difficult case, which has long been in their hearts. God of worship.

God, it's not uncommon to have a goddess' girlfriend, right?
Obviously, the gossip titanium alloy eyes of the crowd were full of insight that they had already seen through this "underground love".

Song Zhen turned around, as Qin Feng said, he didn't bother to explain, and turned to Niu Quangang and said: "Go back to the police station, and interrogate the suspect first."

Right now, only this stubborn bull has a strict eye, unlike the others, whose thoughts have already gone to the sky.

The siren sounded, and they headed all the way to the police station.

(End of this chapter)