CEO, Hold On A Moment

The phone is shaking.

Flashing on the screen, is with some familiar numbers.

"Miss Joe, your number." The maid probably thought it was Tang BeiYao, so she handed over the mobile phone and hurriedly backed down to let the space out completely. "If you have something, please call me at any time."

Jomo nodded silently at her and pressed the answer button.

"Hello, Jomo?" As soon as the phone rang, the person on the opposite side began to speak first. His voice was calm and cool. "I'm Zhao Zhengyuan."

"Officer Zhao?" Qiao Mu a Leng, took down the mobile phone to have a look, no wonder she has some impression to this number. She cleared her throat and responded quietly, "what can I do for you?"

"About today at the airport..."

"I don't know." In the middle of his speech, Jomo interrupted and repeated what he had said in the car I'm really not sure! Besides, I don't even see what the other person looks like. "

She has seen police officer Zhao's "obstinacy".

But this matter, she really does not want the police to intervene! No matter who is targeting her or how the other party wants to harm her, she doesn't care It doesn't matter at all.

At the other end of the phone, officer Zhao recognized her refusal and was silent.

He didn't insist on questioning any more. After a pause, instead, the conversation changed: "with the help of my identity, I got the surveillance video of the airport. Although the man is wearing a hoodie and can't see his face clearly in the surveillance, I have a message to correct. There is not a scar on his right face, but a tattoo. "

"Tattoos?" On the face?

Jomo didn't want to pursue this matter, but the information in it surprised her.

"Yes." Officer Zhao was speaking from the opposite side. Listening to his voice, he seemed to have a cigarette in his mouth. "From the perspective of monitoring, the position of the tattoo is from his neck to his right face, to Maybe around his eyes. "

The monitoring screen is limited, so he can only watch and analyze.

"The tattoo is very thin, like a line. It should be dark red. It really looks like a good scar. " Officer Zhao murmured, "there are not many places to do this kind of tattoo. This kind of pattern is very special, and the store must have an impression. If he is from city a, he will be found soon. "

Jomo listened quietly.

There was surprise and doubt in her reaction.

In the end, she suddenly didn't quite understand: what's the purpose of officer Zhao's call?

“…… You really don't know. " After talking for so long, police officer Zhao made a judgment first. He was like a criminal interrogator, guiding step by step. After removing the suspicion, he was relieved. "After we catch people, you can cooperate with us in the investigation."

"Good." Jomo answered and agreed very readily.

This time, she felt that police officer Zhao should not be able to catch anyone.

“…… So that's it? " Since the opposite side was silent, Jomo wanted to end the call, "I'm hanging up?"

"Wait!" Officer Zhao suddenly stopped her.

However, after calling her, he did not speak immediately.

"Any questions?" Qiaomu reluctantly asked and took the initiative to say, "officer Zhao, I really can't provide any useful information. I'm not sure if someone's looking at me

He has been chasing the "victim" to ask, what conclusion can we get?

Jomo was also speechless.

However -

"No." However, officer Zhao denied it. He stopped. His hesitation and embarrassment obviously came over the phone. "This time, I want to ask you some personal questions. It's about Shen Pianpian. "

"Well?" Jomo was surprised.

First, officer Zhao knows pianpianpian's full name; second, he hears Is it a "private matter"?

"Has she suffered anything in the past?" Police officer Zhao has continued to ask, "such as what major trauma, major stimulation?"

"Why do you ask this?" Jomo's voice sank.

"Don't get me wrong. I didn't investigate her or check her files. I asked because she took care of me that day, slept on my sofa and talked in my dreams I know very well that only those who have experienced major trauma will have such a response. " When officer Zhao said this, his voice stopped again, "I..."

He hesitated for a long time before he spoke again. This time, his voice dropped completely, but his attitude was very solemn: "I don't mean anything else. I want to care about her. I I think she's fine. "

Jomo understood.

Officer Zhao, is this interesting to Pianpian?

"I..." Qiao Mu wanted to tell the truth: although she and Pianpian Pian are friends, she really didn't know that.

Besides, Pianpian Pian had said before that her memories before she came to a city were all false Since even memory is false, how can trauma stimulus distinguish true from false?

Wait!

Maybe the truth is hidden so deeply that it can be expressed unconsciously when we talk in our sleep?"What did she say in her sleep?" Thinking of this, Jomo blurted out.

"She was lying on the sofa crying, shouting 'let me go, whatever the cost is OK', and she couldn't wake up at all." Officer Zhao sighed, "has she ever been kidnapped? Or something else? When she came to her senses, she refused to admit her death. "

Jomo was dumb.

With these two words, she can't analyze any information.

She also wants to help Pianpian Pian find some clues of her real memory, but now, she has no time.

"I didn't hear her say that." Jomo looked down, thought, and said sincerely, "officer Zhao, if you really want to, you might as well tell her all your thoughts."

This is what Pian Pian should choose. Pian Pian knows how to do it.

"Alas..." Officer Zhao didn't ask any more, just sighed. Unlike handling a case, he seems to be much slower in thinking about such a personal problem If I think about it again, I haven't been in person yet... "

He shut up in time and almost whispered what he had in mind.

"Yes In order to cover up this embarrassment, he cleared his throat and turned back to the original topic? There's so much information in the monitoring. You should pay attention to it yourself. "

"Yes, thank you."

Thanks, Joe. Finally he hung up.

……

The dishes on the table are still spread out, and the dazzling table is cold.

Jomo is not in the mood to eat any more, so he walks to the living room with his mobile phone and sends a short message to Pianpian pian. She talked about talking in her sleep. As for officer Zhao's mind It was their business, and she said nothing about it.

Pian Pian didn't return a message.

Jomo looked out of the window for the last time: there's still no light in the car this time

She knew that he would not come back, but she could not stop looking forward to him.