My alternative life

My body a shiver, know the woman standing behind me, she is LAN LAN.

Fierce turn around, I have no time to look at each other's face has stretched out his hands, once will Lan Lan plump but at this moment appear so haggard body tightly into the arms.

He murmured, "LAN, how can you be so cruel? You Do you know how much I miss you these days? Have you figured it out? You will forgive me, won't you? "

The fragrance from the down jacket made me unable to distinguish the woman in my arms at the first time. But when I realized something was wrong, it was too late.

"Let go, team Jiang, let go of you!"

I am stunned, this woman, she is not Lan Lan, unexpectedly is Qiu Meng!

"Ah? Supervisor Qiu, how could it be you? Didn't you interrogate them in the third ward? "

I was scared, because of his recklessness, but also because the arms have not had time to completely release the woman, is not LAN LAN.

Qiu Meng finally broke away from me. Under the bright moonlight, her face was flushed.

Jiaochen scolded, "team Jiang, what are you doing? I'm so careless that I hurt people By the way, who did you call just now? Who do you think I am? Oh, I see. Is it LAN Jian? "

I was a little embarrassed and even more angry. I suppressed my anger and scolded each other in a low voice, "supervisor Qiu, why do you come to me instead of sticking to your post to finish your work? And whose is this dress? Why is it in your hands? "

I repeatedly asked, Qiu Meng was a little stunned by me. After a long time, he replied, "I just brought someone to control several guys in the video surveillance room, and then remembered that the door of my office had not been closed, so I went up to drink some water to eat. Unexpectedly, I just met LAN Jian, who asked me to send this dress down to you..."

Qiu Meng complained, "it's really a dog bite. LV Dongbin doesn't know a good heart. People give you clothes. Why don't you like it? Don't you think I'm Lanjian? How can you blame me? Hum, do you think I'm so happy to send you clothes? Look up and see if she means Lan Lan? "

After hearing Qiu Meng's words, I realized that in order to search for mobile phone signals, I had unconsciously come to the area of the office building, because only here can our mobile phones have some passable wireless signals.

Looking up, I looked to the third floor Lanlan office, but saw that the window that had been opened was slammed shut!

My mood sank to the bottom of Loch Ness, and my despair almost choked me.

I don't understand why Lan Lan doesn't send clothes to me, but let others take them down. And she just let another person send them. Do you have to choose Qiu Meng?

Maybe Lan Lan happens to meet Qiu Meng and wants to go downstairs, but why does she have to do so much?

Is there a secret feeling between Qiu and me?

However, she was so far away that she couldn't hear Qiu Meng and I ask and answer each other. However, she could only see Qiu Meng putting on clothes for me, and I held her in my arms, even almost kissing Qiu Meng's lips

At this moment, to be exact, I was annoyed by Lan Lan's practice, or I was very depressed because I couldn't guess her mind.

If I change to another person, I may directly scold the other person for being insane. To do so is just to take off my pants and fart. It's unnecessary!

Lan Lan's adoption of such a way, in fact, is very easy to deepen the misunderstanding between us, and at the moment there is no time to explain the time dislocation, so that the truth becomes more complicated.

There was resentment in my heart. I threw the down jacket back to Qiu Meng, and cried to her with a cold face, "Qiu Jian, thank you for your kindness and LAN Jian's concern, but I, Jiang Feng, covered with dust, can't stain this dress. Besides, the down jacket is too small for me to wear! Please take it back and give it to Lanjian, and say I don't need it! "

As I spoke, a prompt came from my mobile phone. Commissar Tian had already sent the confession of the injured female prisoner. So I stopped writing with Qiu Meng, turned around and strode towards the third prison district.

What I didn't expect was that my sharp rebuke didn't make Qiu Meng angry, and she didn't even mean to send the down jacket back. Instead, she chased after me and ran quickly to the third prison area, shouting, "Jiang Feng, Jiang Dui, wait for me, let's go together..."

My body froze, unconsciously looked back at the window of Lanlan's office again, but I saw that the curtain was slowly drawing up, so Qiu Meng ran close, and the beautiful figure on the third floor slowly disappeared in the thick curtain, and could not be seen any more.

At this moment, I feel like I'm dead.

I know that the misunderstanding between myself and LAN LAN is almost irreconcilable, and the resentment in my heart seems to burst out suddenly, so I don't want to call LAN LAN to explain anything.

Why? Why can't you trust me once? Is my Jiang Feng so unbearable in your LAN LAN's eyes? Even if you doubt Qiu Meng, who has no chance to deal with you several times, do I have anything you can trust?What's more, how many tests do I have to go through to achieve the right result? And even if it really ushers in that day, will you still use this kind of means to make me helpless or even sad and desperate to constantly test?

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Finally, with the huge figure of the host building getting farther and farther away, and with the two gates of the third prison District clearly appearing in front of me, I forced myself to put my mind back into the group fight case, not to think about the future of me and Lanlan for the time being!

Whether our emotional sky is clouded or clear is no longer in the action plan that I am about to carry out at this moment. I must stand up straight in the predicament, straighten my waist, be hard-blooded and merciless.

Once again step into the three prison area, my last thought is, I and LAN LAN, will never get together again?

Sitting in the correctional lounge, I frowned and studied the MMS picture of the injured female prisoner's confession sent by the political commissar. Qiu Meng did not follow me, but went to the independent spare rooms next to the lecture hall and began to thoroughly investigate who the ghost was.

I stare, somewhat disappointed.

I didn't get the expected results from those pictures. To put it simply, the first female prisoner to wake up, according to her, didn't know any "Acquaintances" in the prison area.

As a result, she could not say who wanted to deal with her, what was the reason for her serious injury, or even who she had ever feuded with and offended.

As a result, the inquiry into the circumstances of the case suddenly stopped. I smoked and frowned. I always felt as if I had missed an important detail, which was the key to thoroughly investigate the group fight!