She was so angry that she rushed in without saying a word: "I told her to come and solve the problem, not to help. What's crazy?"

Just when she was so angry that she wanted to open the door, a hand behind her grabbed him.

"Don't worry, give her time. Don't you even have this patience when you are a policeman?" the other party said faintly.

It seems that the strength in his hand is not big, but in fact Zhang Yingying can't even move.

She thought this person was a sick ordinary person. She didn't care at all, but she didn't expect it to be quite different.

"Mr. Si, I'm a policeman. It may be a little irresponsible to say such words, but you should listen carefully. This matter is closely related to you, and you find people. If something happens, we can find problems on you."

Zhang Yingying looked at him with a cold face. "I'm done here. It depends on what you mean if I continue to help."

"I know you. Let her try. I believe her."

Death's faint opening seems to be an indisputable trust, but in fact it just doesn't pay attention to it.

It's just a little girl's life. What kind of big scene has he never seen? He doesn't care if he dies.

On the other side, Wen Shutong is facing the little girl silently.

Seeing the little girl for a long time without answering, she took a step forward and whispered, "is it OK?"

It was just a little girl. She had never experienced such a thing. She looked at Wen Shutong with a look of fear on her face.

After a moment, he said suspiciously, "you really don't know them?"

"I can't say I don't know them. I know they are police and there is a little girl who wants to jump from a building. I want to come up and have a look when they say something about you." Wen Shutong sighed gently. "I think people without a father are in the same mood. When my father just died, I didn't yearn to go with him all the time."

The little girl's face wore a touch of maturity and depth incompatible with her age, and looked at her with a lot of eyes: "the feelings between us are different, you don't have to play the emotion card! I know you lied just now, all the police are behind you, and you won't let me down!"

"I just want all of them to give a statement, and my father died like this. What should I do about my daughter?"

"So many people are watching. Isn't there anyone who wants to do something for our family?"

Wen Shutong seemed unable to understand her words. He continued to mutter to himself, "I'm not afraid of legal sanctions. Anyway, my life is boring and I don't want to live long ago."

"So you don't have to worry that I can't finish what I promised you. I will never break my promise."

"Who doesn't want to escape the dirty reality and accompany his father? Are you right? It doesn't matter. I can help you with your mother's business."

As he spoke. She seemed to be reciting a spell and silently approached the little girl.

When Wen Shutong walked in, he had a microphone on his body. Those outside could hear what she said accurately.

Her speech shocked everyone, and Zhang Yingying's fist was clenched.

Frowning, she said in a calm voice, "why is she so crazy now? I clearly remember that he had strong professional ability before. Such low-level things will never make mistakes. Is this crazy?"

"Or is it that Huo Yanlin quarreled so much that he simply broke the jar and didn't care about everything?"

Death's eyes looked at him casually, half true and half false, and said, "officer Zhang's business scope is really broad. It's really surprising that he even knows about the quarrel between husband and wife."

This was a strange thing, and Zhang Yingying's face changed slightly.

Then he snorted coldly, "I don't like to say superfluous words during office hours."

Then she frowned again and continued to listen to what was happening there.

Wen Shutong's overall mental condition was worse than that of the little girl, and he always said guidance words purposefully.

Just as she was about to get close, the little girl seemed to be stepped on her tail. Suddenly, her voice was sharp and said, "you lied. Your father is not dead at all. You just want to get close to me!"

"I know you. Your name is Wen Shutong!"

After that, she stood up directly against the wind, half of her feet already on the edge of the roof.

She is so thin and weak, and the wind on the balcony is strong, which may blow her down directly at any time.

Zhang Yingying had no intention of chatting with anyone. She was so anxious that a layer of cold sweat burst out on her forehead.

Anyway, the mood was a little stable just now.

Wen Shutong's appearance, okay, completely collapsed.

If you don't pay attention to this, there is an abyss below. Who can stand it?

Looking at her reaction, Wen Shutong felt a pain in his heart. In front of her, he tore off the radio equipment in his hand.

"Well, my sister won't lie to you. I did bring something with me, but I've lost her now. Can you throw away your things?"

Her tone suddenly softened a little and whispered.

The confused look on the little girl's face flashed by, followed by a vigilant refusal: "what's your mind?"

"I was told to say that just now. I want me to find a way to get close to you, but I think everyone should live according to their heart and say whatever they want."

Wen Shutong took a breath and said seriously, "so I lost this thing. I want to be honest with you."

The little girl didn't know the weight of trust, but she looked at her in silence.

Zhang Yingying in the back was angry and wanted to beat the wall: "what do you mean? You took off the microphone? What do you want to do? You want to secretly talk to her about something else without telling us?"

In fact, they are just behind the door on the roof. If the two people speak louder, it doesn't sound like a problem.

But the advantage of this expensive radio equipment is that subtle sounds can be heard, and it also has the function of recording.

If Wen Shutong says something irrational, they can hear it at the first time, and then rush up to stop the loss in time.

"Did someone teach you to say these words behind your back, so that you can't be yourself, but follow her words?" Wen Shutong whispered.

The little girl didn't speak and closed her lips.

Wen Shutong continued, "do you want to take that thing down and be honest with me?"

What she said earlier was just a test to see if the little girl was manipulated.

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