Host, You're Targeted

When Fu Jiyao and Liang Jingyi arrived at the police station, Qin Cong had already brought the arrested girl into the interrogation room, and the interrogation was in progress.

"Since Cong brothers are in it, I won't go in."

Fu Jiyao motioned to Wang Ziyu through the glass, then turned around and walked to Liang Jingyi.

"It's already under interrogation. You can follow me inside to make a simple record and send me a copy of the video recorded by my mobile phone, which can be used as evidence."

At this time, it was the working time of the police station, and there were many business people in the reception hall.

In waiting for the business to run well, they will always deliberately aim at Fu Jiyao and Liang Jingyi.

I can't help it. It's normal to have more eyes when I see a handsome guy. It's the same reason that I want to take out my mobile phone to take photos when I see the beautiful scenery.

Beauty is a gift projected from heaven to the earth.

Fu Jiyao has long been used to this kind of look, but Liang Jingyi is not concerned about this kind of look at all.

The two men entered the room inside, which was the room with a long table. Fu Jiyao naturally helped Liang Jingyi open the stool and let him sit down.

"You wait here for a while," Fu Jiyao did not sit down, standing beside him by the back of his chair. "I'll change my uniform first."

His body is still the same set of leisure like a beautiful young male college students' private clothes.

Liang Jingyi slightly raised his face to look at him and nodded.

Fu Jiyao left.

Liang Jingyi watched his back disappear behind another door and noticed that the red mark on the back of his hand had swollen up.

Although the wound is small, it has to be disinfected and treated properly.

But obviously, Fu Jiyao is not the kind of person who will pay attention to this kind of small wound.

Liang Jingyi held his mobile phone and sat in his position for a while, his shoes gently touching the floor.

It's a little action he does when he's struggling with problems.

After ordering a few times, he still pushed aside the stool, stood up and walked out of the room to find other police officers.

"Excuse me," Liang Jingyi stopped a policeman and politely asked him, "do you have a medicine box?"

Fu Jiyao changed his clothes and went back to his room. He didn't see Liang Jingyi.

The stool he had pulled out was tucked back under the table in a horizontal line with the rest of the stools.

"Where are the people?"

Suspiciously, he turned to go out to look for Liang Jingyi. The door behind him was pushed open as soon as he turned his steps.

Liang Jingyi and a police officer with a medicine box came in.

"Brother Yao, why are you here?" Fu Jiyao watched Yao Fei put the medicine box on the table and went to see him, "why do you bring the medicine box here? Who was hurt? "

After asking this sentence, Fu Jiyao immediately turned to face Liang Jingyi, "are you injured? Where did you get hurt? "

Yao Fei looked at him in a funny way, patted the medicine box and said, "he told me that you were injured. If you asked me if I had the medicine box, I would bring it to him."

Someone put his head out of the outside and called Yao Fei, "brother Yao! The director is looking for you! "

"Ah! I'll come. " Yao feichao and Fu Jiyao made a gesture to go out and left with a smile.

Liang Jingyi walked back to the table and opened the medical kit and took out the disinfectant spray from it.

Fu Jiyao buttoned up the last button of the sky blue shirt and went to Liang Jingyi to see what he had taken out. "Is it unnecessary? I'm just a little hurt. " When

's voice fell, Liang Jingyi suddenly pressed his wrist and pressed the disinfectant spray on the back of his hand.

"Ah Fu Jiyao let out a scream.