hear the voice of the soul

Chapter 4 A Hero Doesn't Have to Save the Beauty ([-])

　But obviously, the other party couldn't hide his face after hearing this, his face flushed even uglier, and he was about to burst into anger.

　"The two police officers don't know how to be sympathetic to each other at all." A pleasant male voice came to my ears leisurely.

　Tang Yumo looked up, he was a tall and handsome man, with a light gray cardigan cashmere sweater loosely covered, his hands in the pockets of retro-style brown gold velvet trousers, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised as if he was smiling, with a calm expression on his face. With Feng Qing's appearance, although he was speaking jokingly, it could be seen that he had a kind heart to help them out.

　"We're also doing business."

The two policemen didn't want to cause trouble, and explained.

　"You, you are."

　Ma Xiaona looked at the expression of the handsome man in the sweater, as if seeing another 50 billion popping out of the ground.

　"Forget it, I'll go."

　Tang Yumo didn't want to involve his girlfriends and this kind-hearted strange man.

　"Then we will accompany you."

　Ma Xiaona said quickly.

　Although Gao Rinyan didn't speak, she immediately rolled up her rhombic bag and looked at her, throwing her a cold look of "everything depends on me".

　"I'm sorry, idlers are not welcome."

　After leaving this sentence, the two policemen hurriedly led Tang Yumo out.

　Ma Xiaona felt a little relieved when Tang Yumo turned her head and gestured "OK, it's okay" to the two of them, and then made a gesture of making a phone call.Turning around again, she found that the handsome man in the sweater had already walked towards the side door, only the furry back was left, and her chief male god was watching the handsome man in the sweater leave with playful eyes, while striding towards the black car parked at the main entrance. The luxury car goes.

　Ma Xiaona couldn't help stomping her feet in resentment: "The two 50 billion are gone, shouldn't it be a hero to save the beauty?"

　
　The closer the police car got to the police station, the more frightened Tang Yumo became.

　The experience of the past two years told her that the most frightening thing is not what happened, but that you know what is going to happen but you can only wait for it to happen. It is clear and clear that something is irreversibly happening.

　If not for the accident two years ago.
　Why is she so anxious all day long?

　In particular, there are some occasions that she absolutely dare not face and avoid.Such as cemeteries, such as hospitals, such as police|stations.

　The policeman on duty left her in a closed inquiry room, and went to deal with the case files without paying attention.

　The fluorescent tubes in the room have been in disrepair for a long time, flickering dimly, one on and one off.

　Those voices, those terrifying voices, are endless.
　She buried her head in pain, not daring to open her eyes to look around.

　Even though she tightly covered her ears with her hands, the voice still didn't stop, as if it echoed in her mind, and it didn't abate slightly because of any external obstacles.

　The table suddenly shook so violently that she almost jumped up in fright.

　But it was one of the police officers who brought her here, who had come back at some time, sitting opposite her, flipping through the file with one hand, and slapped the table with the other, and said with displeasure of staying up late and working overtime, "What do you want me to say?" No answer for half a day?"

　"Sorry, I"

　"Name?"

　"Tang Yumo."

　"I just checked, you should be a temporary worker in the back kitchen of the bar on the first floor, not an invited guest, nor a waiter on the 72nd floor. What are you doing in the banquet hall?"

　"I'm on behalf of a friend. She was drawn to help, but there is something temporary."

　"Someone said that you kept staring at the deceased when he jumped off the building, didn't you?"

　"If someone says that, it means he's watching too, doesn't it?"

　"You're very talkative, not like a temporary worker. What's your relationship with the deceased?"

　"I've read her novels, and she writes very well."

　"Childish, unpopular online novels."

　"Jin Yong used to just distribute tofu cubes in newspapers and magazines."

　"Hmph, what a joke, can it be compared with Jin Daxia? Why are you staring at her and not stopping her?"

　Tang Yumo was a little annoyed. He calmed down after asking and answering. He couldn't help but wonder, is this questioning witnesses?How is it like interrogating a suspect?

　Just as he was about to refute him, suddenly those horrible intermittent voices mixed with the sound of panting came one after another.How many depressed, unwilling, and unable to die souls should exist in this police station.

　"what--"

　She couldn't stand it anymore, and waved her hands in a panic, but she didn't notice that the chair she was sitting on was a bit old and lame, and the center of gravity of one was unstable, so she fell to the side.

　What kind of woman is this?Can fall while sitting.

　Gu Yihan stood outside the door and watched this scene with disgust.

　"Chief, she's so strange. I don't know what she's afraid of. It doesn't look like she's afraid of the police. Seeing her fluent answers just now, she seems to have hidden needles."

　The chubby-faced young man whispered that it was Gu Yihan's driver, Jiang Ping.

　Gu Yihan saw that Tang Yumo's hair was still disheveled and loose, with only her upturned nose and cherry red lips exposed on the side, and she was still wearing a waiter's uniform, so she was a bit pitiful lying on the ground.

　He pushed open the door and strode over, grabbing her arm with one hand and picking her up from the ground.

　it hurts
　Why is it so unlucky to be dragged by the arm twice in a day?
　Slow down, the voice suddenly disappeared, the moment her arm touched his hand.

　She realized this, desperately, as if grasping the only life-saving straw in her life, she hugged his arm tightly, tightly behind her back and wouldn't let go.

(End of this chapter)