Cold President, Hug Me

Chapter 13 - Poisoning by sodium cyanide

"The eyes, ears, mouth and nose of the deceased were bleeding, and her lips were also purple. It was obvious that she was poisoned. Bao`er had merely hit her after she was poisoned." Jing Rong said.

"The situation is indeed as such. Just now, the laboratory also called me, and found sodium cyanide in the pot of cold tea menthol had drank. We can now confirm that she died from sodium cyanide poisoning, but even so, Miss Jing is still the most suspicious, and the entire class knows that the two of them are at loggerheads, until we find out the truth, we cannot let her leave." Right now, this matter has already caused a huge uproar on the internet. If we release the Miss Jing at this time, it will only cause the reputation of our police department to be ruined. "

"I want to see her." he ordered.

"Sure, I will arrange it for you right away..."

… ….

In the police station's single Detention room, Jing Bao'er squatted at the corner alone and shivered.

No matter how carefree and talkative she was, she was only a nineteen year old child.

It was impossible for her to not be afraid after coming into close contact with a corpse.

Her hair stood on end at the thought of the horrible death of mint.

But she really didn't kill the mint.

She just gave her a slap.

With that one slap, there was no way she could have killed the mint.

The tightly shut door was pushed open from the outside. A blinding light shot in from the entrance and landed on her body, causing her small face to turn extremely pale.

The sudden flash of light made Jing Bao'er narrow her eyes unfamiliarly, following, she looked towards the door.

In the next second, Jing Rong's figure appeared in her line of sight.

He was dressed in a straight, black windbreaker with a body covered in golden light. With long, slender legs, he walked in front of Jing Bao'er and covered her in an instant.

Seeing Jing Rong, Jing Bao'er got up with difficulty and stuck to his chest, "Fourth Uncle, I didn't kill her. I only hit her once.

"I know, you didn't kill her. Her real cause of death was from sodium cyanide poisoning, and the police found sodium cyanide in the can of cold tea she was drinking. And now, you, who have always been at odds with mint, are the biggest suspect." He spoke in a low voice, a complicated look flashing across his dark eyes.

"They suspect that I was the one who poisoned him? I didn't. " Jing Bao'er frowned and explained.

There was sodium cyanide in the pot of cold tea that Peppermint had drunk? That day, everyone drank the same cold tea. How did the killer manage to put the poisoned cold tea in front of mint?

Peppermint was just a high school student, she really couldn't understand why this person would want to kill her so much.

"I know."

"Fourth Uncle, you believe in me?"

The fragrance of the Fansi Zhe peppermint water assaulted her nostrils, mixed with a faint smell of tobacco smoke, making her heart feel a lot more at ease.

Even the fear in his heart had lessened.

His embrace was like a warm harbor. No matter how big the storm was, as long as she could rely on him, she would not be afraid.

"Based on my understanding of you, you really don't have the guts to poison him." Jing Rong said indifferently.

"Fourth uncle, I don't want to stay here. It's so cold here, so dark here. I'm here alone, no one can talk to me without me …"

"Don't worry, I won't let you stay here for too long. Don't be afraid, I will take care of everything."

"En, with you here, I'm not afraid of anything."

"I'll find a way to get you out of here as soon as possible." After Jing Rong finished, he gently pushed her away and turned to leave.

Seeing that, Jing Bao'er immediately walked to the door and stopped him, then plastered herself on top of him.

She wanted to hug him, but her hands were handcuffed and she couldn't do it.

"Fourth Uncle, can't you stay here and talk to me for a while? Being alone is so boring. "

"Jing Bao'er, do you still want to go out?"

"I want to..."

Jing Rong did not speak anymore, he patted her shoulders lightly, walked around her and headed out the door.

"Fourth Uncle, I just remembered something." Suddenly, Jing Bao'er remembered something and stopped Jing Rong.

Hearing that, he immediately stopped and turned around. He looked at her and asked seriously, "What's the matter?"

When I was fighting with Peppermint, I clearly felt a shadow flash past me. When I looked back, there was no one there, and then I turned around and saw Pepper was dead. I thought it was an illusion, but now I feel like it wasn't me.

"Got it."

After Jing Rong heard this, he turned and quickly left.

After he left, the open door closed once more.

The entire space turned from bright to dark.

Although he had left, his scent still lingered in the air, the scent of mint perfume mixed with tobacco.

Smelling this scent, she was no longer as frightened as she was before.

His heart also calmed down.

After standing in place for a while, Jing Bao'er returned to the corner of the wall, hugged her knees and squatted down.

… ….

Walking out of the Detention room, Jing Rong looked coldly at Director Zhou who was waiting at the door and said, "Is this how you treat my Jing Family members? It's so cold inside, not even a quilt? If she is sick, can you bear the responsibility? "

"Fourth Young Master's criticism is that I understand. I will immediately call for someone to give Miss Jing a blanket and a cushion."

"..."

Jing Rong did not reply, but silently strode outside, his expression extremely sinister and malevolent.

When he reached the entrance of the police station, Jing Rong quickly went inside the black card feast that he had stopped at.

Turning on the car radio, the female host's sweet voice was immediately heard — —

Just as he entered the car, Jing Rong called his subordinate, "Ye Ming, immediately send someone to the Shangri-La Hotel to investigate the true culprit behind the murder of mint tonight. Also, block all reports about Jing Bao'er and release the news.

"Yes, Fourth Young Master!"

After hearing the response, Jing Rong pressed hang up.

After the line was disconnected, the interior of the carriage became frighteningly quiet.

As he sat alone inside the dark and quiet carriage, Jing Rong's thoughts became extremely complicated, and his heart became even more agitated.

Thinking back to the moment when he pushed open the door, the helpless and fearful look she had, he felt as if his heart was about to clench into a ball.

Shit!

Halfway down the window, he took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag.

It seemed that from the moment he saw that little girl in the Ling Bo County, something was wrong with him.

This heart that had not been in emotions for a long time began to become restless.