Killer baby is too tough

Chapter 70 Who Are You?

"Here." A refreshing and pleasant voice suddenly sounded from behind Lin Qianqian.

Lin Qianqian wiped her eyes in a hurry, then turned her head, and saw the policeman who rescued them today holding a bottle of alcohol in his hand, a few cotton swabs and a piece of gauze coated with medicine standing in front of her.

Lin Qianqian was stunned, she took it subconsciously, took a cotton swab dipped in alcohol and put it on the policeman's childish face, and was about to apply it, only to find that his face was clean without any trace The wound, he couldn't help asking, "You are not injured, where do you want to bandage?"

"For you, you have a wound on your face, don't you feel any pain?" The young policeman looked at her strangely, as if he wanted to see through the forced smile on her face. expression.

Lin Qianqian casually raised her hand to touch her face, and touched a bulge that was almost scabbed where she touched it. Then she remembered that when the man shot, the front windshield of the car was broken, and a piece Glass shards as wide as the little finger of glass penetrated into his left cheek.

Lu Xiangdong didn't feel any pain when he thought about landing before, but now that the policeman mentioned it, after thinking about it, he felt a burning pain.

"Thank you." Lin Qianqian forced a smile, wiped her face with a cotton swab randomly, treating it as a disinfectant, and then covered the wound with gauze.

The police saw her perfunctory, so they didn't ask any more questions. They just took the things that Lin Qianqian had used, held them in their hands, and said calmly, "Master Lu is full of blessings, he will be fine."

Lin Qianqian answered absently, but did not answer.

She stared closely at the flashing emergency light, hoping that it would go out, and then Ling Fengtian came out and told herself about Lu Xiangdong's situation, while fearing that after it went out, what she heard was a pale and powerless "" Sorry"

The policeman looked at her with his police cap pulled down, "I'm afraid you and I need to go to the police station to record a statement about this incident. I hope you can explain some things."

"what?"

"Why do you have a gun on you?" The policeman's voice was still brisk and active, as if he was not asking why Lin Qianqian had a gun on him, but if she had an extra dollar on her to lend him a bus ride.

Lin Qianqian's body froze slightly. She didn't turn around this time, but just stared at the emergency light. The red light fell into her eyes, making her look a bit gloomy.

Even with a bit of sinister.

"Don't be nervous. The following questions are just my personal confusion and will not appear in the statement. I know what to say and when not to say it." The policeman added leisurely.

Lin Qianqian didn't relax at all, she took a deep breath, quickly adjusted her emotions and expression, turned around, looked at him calmly, "Who are you?"

"Seal the scene."

Lin Qianqian's brows furrowed immediately, and then relaxed very quickly.

In order to get close to Lu Xiangdong, Qu Shaoan showed him a lot of private information related to Lu Xiangdong.

And this Fengjing was someone Lu Xiangdong had arranged in the police station over the years.

He was originally a person who wandered on the edge of black and white. The Lu Group was shot out by bullets by bullets by Lu Jiarong. After Lu Xiangdong took over from him, although he tried his best to clean up the whites, there were still some shady things left behind. Not cleaned up.

Feng Jing was placed in the police station by him to facilitate his response.

If Fang Zhen is Lu Xiangdong's right arm, Feng Jing must be his right arm.

Feng Jing looked at her and said word by word, "Lin Qianqian was born in an orphanage in M ​​city. She worked as a waiter, a substitute teacher, and opened a dessert shop, but failed. I heard that the young master is looking for her My childhood friend, I volunteered to come here. If I remember correctly, this is the information I got from you when the young master asked me to investigate you last time."

Lin Qianqian quietly clenched her fists without making a sound.

At this time, if you say anything wrong, it will be beyond redemption.

The best way is to remain silent and wait to see what Feng Jing wants to say.

A glimmer of appreciation flashed in Feng Jing's eyes. Even after Lu Xiangdong was injured and worried, Lin Qianqian was able to quickly regain her composure, choose the best attitude, and face her own doubts. No wonder that person...

"It's just that I'm curious, why do you carry a gun with you with such an ordinary life experience?" Feng Jing lowered his head and stared at Lin Qianqian's face. Eyes are as sharp as a falcon's.

Lin Qianqian licked her lower lip, and replied with her normal expression, "The gun belongs to the young master."

"Really?" Feng Jing straightened up, "Then do you think the young master will think so after he wakes up?"

Lin Qianqian's nails dug into her palm silently, but her face remained unchanged.

Not letting her emotions show out is something she has learned for a long time.

"Of course, I'm telling the truth." Lin Qianqian smiled, and deep in her smile, there was a trace of extremely subtle hesitation.

Feng Jing saw the gun in her hand, what about Lu Xiangdong?

Did he see it then?

In such a chaotic situation, could he...couldn't he have actually noticed it?
Feng Jing stared at Lin Qianqian for a long time, he curled his lips, and a beautiful smile filled his young face, "Lin Qianqian, what are you afraid of? In fact, everything is not as complicated as you imagined, nor is it as complicated as you think. It's as simple as imagined. In many cases, honesty is more important than anything else."

Lin Qianqian showed a smile without a smile on her face, "Will you be lenient when you confess?"

"I don't know." Feng Jing was honest, "But I know, the concealment will be strictly enforced."

Lin Qianqian didn't know if she had listened, but the smile on her face disappeared, "Fortunately, I didn't hide it."

Seeing that she refused to admit it, Feng Jing couldn't help but frowned, and added some harsh medicine, "Young Master has been looking for you for a long time, Lin Qianqian, you have been missing all these years, and he has never given up on looking for you one day. Why do you Still refusing to come back? Wearing a mask, really like it?"

Lin Qianqian's expression froze, "I don't know what you're talking about."

She really doesn't know.

The memory of Lu Xiangdong started from the photo Qu Shaoan gave her, before that, Lin Qianqian didn't remember anything at all.

She was certain that she must have been brainwashed.

It's just that the memories in her mind now, which ones are real and which ones are fake, she can't tell at all.

Maybe it was a year ago, maybe five years ago, or maybe it was when she was taken out of the orphanage by Qu Shaoan, from that moment on, everything she remembered was false.

Feng Jing frowned. He stared at Lin Qianqian's innocent expression, and doubts flashed across his face.

He remembered some things that Lu Xiangdong had told him in private, and his brows tightened even more.

He was about to say something else, but Lin Qianqian had already turned around and looked at the flashing emergency light again, with a cold expression on her face, not knowing what she was thinking.

Feng Jing sighed, took off his police cap, leaned against the wall beside him, and waited with Lin Qianqian.

Lin Qianqian's stop lasted two days and two nights.

When the door of the emergency room finally opened, Lin Qianqian saw the phantom of the light flickering repeatedly before her eyes, so that it took her quite a while before her eyes fell on the man who came out of the operating room. On Ling Fengtian.

She opened her mouth with difficulty, wanting to ask, but just opened her mouth, she found that her lips were trembling badly.

Ling Fengtian wore a light blue mask on his face, which almost blocked his entire face, with only two eyes exposed above the mask.

His always clear eyes couldn't hide his tiredness, and countless blood-red filaments interspersed and intertwined on his pupils.

After staring at Lin Qianqian for a while, Ling Fengtian shook his head very slowly.

"boom--"

Lin Qianqian heard that a certain belief that had been supporting her in her mind seemed to be ignited, and suddenly exploded in her mind.

Her feet were soft, and she couldn't help taking two steps back, her knees touched the chair next to the corridor, she sat down dejectedly, looking at Ling Fengtian dully, her eyes flushed.

The next second, she jumped up from the ground and strode towards Ling Fengtian, grabbing his blood-stained surgical gown without thinking, her eyes tearing apart, "You lied to me, right, he didn't die, Right? Ling Fengtian...he's not dead, is he?"

Ling Fengtian opened his mouth wide in a daze, "When did I say he was dead?"

Lin Qianqian froze, and her heart that had fallen so hard was suddenly lifted up again. She couldn't help but jumped up excitedly, and patted Ling Fengtian on the head, "What are you shaking your head for? It's nothing to scare me. Is it fun? When can I meet him? He..."

He doesn't want to see me.

Lin Qianqian hesitated for a moment when she thought of the gun she had drawn in front of Lu Xiangdong.

Ling Fengtian took a step back, pressed his crooked surgical cap, and frowned, "It's fine now."

Lin Qianqian was overjoyed, and immediately didn't think about whether Lu Xiangdong saw the gun in her hand, and rushed to the operating room impatiently.

Ling Fengtian looked at her back, his eyes darkened, and he shouted, "Lin Qianqian."

"What?" Lin Qianqian stopped reluctantly.

Ling Fengtian took off the glasses on his face and lost the lenses. He looked at Lin Qianqian with erratic eyes, "Lu Xiangdong is not dead."

"I know." If it weren't for the fact that Ling Fengtian and Lu Xiangdong are friends who have known each other for a long time, Lin Qianqian would really like to rush over and give Ling Fengtian a hot left uppercut.

Ling Fengtian stood outside the door, his blood-stained surgical gown made him look a little scary, and his face was also hidden in the shadow cast by the fluorescent lamp above his head, "However, he didn't wake up either."

(End of this chapter)