Chapter 237

Liang Xiaohong saw the ghost's expression on her face, "why do you call Ye Zhen? Has she really come back?"

Xue an's eyes fell on Ye Zhen's face. Ye Zhen stared back without fear that he might see the clue. She didn't dare to show too strong hatred in her eyes.

She died in her sleep. She thought she had a nightmare. When she woke up, she became a clear heart.

She didn't understand why she died suddenly. The world crowned her with the crime of suicide. It was ridiculous. She just slept.

Although there are many disappointments in life, she still lives with hope. Even if she is tortured by depression, she never wants to give up her life.

Now a suicide has erased the traces of her existence in the world and deprived her of her hard-earned life, while the murderer is still at large and enjoys the pursuit of the world.

"Xue an, Liang Yanran just wants to ask you a question. Have you really loved her?" Ye Zhen opened her mouth gently, like a light feather.

Xue an did not answer. She looked at her with deep and strange eyes, as if she was looking at someone through her.

For two years with him, she never looked through the man in front of her. He seemed to be wearing a thick mask. You never know what expression was behind the mask.

Ye Zhen smiled bitterly. Does anyone who can strangle her need an answer?

"Liang Yanran is just a double. The woman you love is ah Yu..."

The voice fell to the ground. The man who had always been gentle and elegant had suddenly cold eyes and a thick killing opportunity. There was a crack in the perfect mask.

Ye Zhen took a step backward, smiled bitterly and shook her head.

Sure enough... In the past, she only thought she was auditory hallucination, never thought about that. He pretended so well, but the truth was a hundred times more cruel than she thought.

Mingjing's fingertips suddenly trembled and lowered his eyes gently.

The corners of his mouth were hooked, cold, thin and sarcastic.

Completely absurd, completely ridiculous.

"Liang Yanran?" The man narrowed his eyes gently, with deep and dangerous eyes.

Didn't you kill Liang Yanran yourself? My name is Ye Zhen. She entrusted a dream to me and came to avenge you. It's natural for one life to return one. " Ye Zhen said firmly.

"Ye Zhen?" Xue an hooked his lips. "Is it a coincidence?"

Liang Xiaohong suddenly screamed and looked at Ye Zhen in horror: "you... Who are you?"

"As I said, my name is Ye Zhen. I avenge Liang Yanran."

"You lie. Liang Yanran is a stage name. Her real name is Ye Zhen." Liang Xiaohong swallowed her saliva nervously and looked carefully at the girl in front of her.

She still looks like a girl. Her facial features are not very outstanding. At most, she is a beautiful lady, but she has a mature and charming temperament that is not consistent with her age. At first, she found that she secretly followed her. After she was caught, the girl didn't speak up. Originally, her appearance is not in line with her aesthetics. She can only act as a servant girl in the entertainment circle with so many beautiful women, But it was her temperament that attracted her at that time, especially her stubborn eyes, which were very like someone, that she moved her mind to keep people.

Now, she suddenly burst into a cold sweat. From the beginning, she came for Liang Yanran.

"Really? Maybe that's why she entrusted a dream to me to prevent your conspiracy from succeeding."

"The Qing Dynasty is self-cleaning. Liang Yanran's death has nothing to do with Xue an and me. Even if the police come, I say so..."

Speaking of Cao Cao, Liang Xiaohong just dropped his voice. Two uniformed policemen pushed the door and came in, took out their certificates and said expressionless: "we are the police of Chao'an district police station. After receiving the report, Xue an and Liang Xiaohong are suspected of intentional homicide. Who are Xue an and Liang Xiaohong?"

The police looked around with dignified eyes. Ye Zhen pointed to Xue an and Liang Xiaohong: "they are the two."

The policeman nodded, came over and said to Xue an and Liang Xiaohong, "please cooperate and follow us to the police station."

At this time, Xue an still looked indifferent, as if he was not accused of murder, but was invited to the police station for tea, smiled and said: "Comrade police, I am a public figure. In order not to cause unnecessary disputes, can I not wear handcuffs, and then please allow me to wear a hat and mask."

He was very cultured in his speech, as if it was too much to refuse his request. The policeman turned and asked a young man behind him. He didn't know what they said. Then he turned his head, and the policeman nodded and agreed.

Considering the influence of the other party in the society, his proposal is acceptable. Moreover, now it is only a report, and the suspects are summoned according to the process. Violent law enforcement cannot be carried out without an arrest warrant.

Only when the other party refuses to cooperate can the police use their privileges. Now the other party is extremely polite, and the police have no reason to embarrass the other party.

Liang Xiaohong was surprised for a moment and shouted, "Xue an, how can you be taken away by the police? If you are photographed by the media, your reputation will be over."

Xue an said with a gentle smile, "those who are clear will be clear. I believe the police comrades will return me an innocent."

"But..." What else does Liang Xiaohong want to say? Xue an glances at her faintly. Liang Xiaohong subconsciously shrinks her neck and swallows all the words she wants to export.

The two were taken away by the police. When Xue an passed the mirror, he glanced at her with a smile: "Miss Zhu, I have been taught today."

The mirror didn't look at him. He stared at the ground under his feet and didn't know what he was thinking.

Xue an squinted and left with the police.

"Zhu Mingjing, wait for me." Liang Xiaohong put down a cruel word and left reluctantly.

As a reporter, Mingjing wants to go to the police station with the police to take notes. Ye Zhen also wants to go together. In addition to murder, she also has to sue Liang Xiaohong for kidnapping and trafficking... She has collected evidence for so long, and she will never let them go this time.

Wu Xiaoju and LAN Huixin were taken back as witnesses.

Qu Feitai frowned and looked at Bai Ziyan. Bai Ziyan said, "your identity is inconvenient to intervene. I'll ask my cousin for help." His aunt's cousin works in the police system.

"Thanks."

Bai Ziyan gave him a look: "don't be ashamed. The mirror is my friend. I'll thank you for coming?"

Qu Feitai ignored him and turned away.

Bai Ziyan trotted up and said, "hey... What are you angry with, little bellied guy..."

When they walked out of the box, they saw the police dragging Zhao Heqiang and President Zhou out. Bai Ziyan saw them go up and one of them gave a kick: "fuck you, m, those who dare to move me, send you to the king of hell."

The policeman shouted, "what are you doing?"

It's lawless to hit people in front of the police.

Bai Ziyan snorted, "these two people are the dregs of society. They specially harm underage girls. As good young people in society, shouldn't they punish the wicked and act for heaven?"

"If they do bad things, there will be laws to punish them. They can't beat people."

Bai Ziyan immediately said, "Uncle policeman, you're right. Let the law punish them. It's best to spend your whole life in prison and don't come out and continue to harm innocent girls."

Being shouted by a teenager who is not much older than himself, the young male policeman looks a little unnatural. Although he thinks what he said is very reasonable, the law has its own set of evaluation criteria and can't be judged by outsiders.

"Sorry to trouble you, comrade police." Qu Feitai pulled Bai Ziyan back, and the police took people away.

Bai Ziyan sneered at Zhu Xiangxiang, who was brought out by the police: "how many times has this happened? There must be a limit to revenge the enemy with the hand. Mingjing is really very kind. He let go of the people who hurt him again and again. If you change the young master, beat the ground and look for teeth first."

Zhu Xiangxiang's face was stiff. He buried his head deeply and didn't dare to see Bai Ziyan and Qu Feitai.

Zhu Xiangxiang knew it was over when he saw the police rushing in.

Mingjing is serious this time. Although she let herself go, the law will not let her go.

At this time, she really realized that what she did was illegal. If she succeeded, she would not realize that it was a crime, but would sink deeper and deeper until she made a big mistake.

Mingjing walked out of the Crown Club and was suddenly stunned.

It's snowing.

Snowflakes are falling in profusion. Under the dark sky, it is like a heavenly maid scattered flowers.

She stared at the sky and stretched out her palm to pick it up.

The snowflakes are cool and fall into the white and tender palm. They are crystal clear, just like crystal.

I can't tell whether her hands are cold or the snowflakes are colder. The snowflakes haven't melted in her hands for a long time.

The mirror puts away the palm, and the snow melts into the palm. The coolness penetrates the heart and lungs through the limbs.

I don't know whether the wind is colder or the heart is colder.

Xue an looked back at her before she got into the police car.

The girl stood on the stairs and reached out to pick up the snowflakes. Her eyebrows were gentle and picturesque, hazy and graceful in the swirling snowflakes.

She said that snowflakes are free and clean, fluttering between heaven and earth, light and clear, without weight, but they are integrated into water and water conservancy, moisten all things and run to the ocean.

"Let's go to Switzerland to settle down. There are always snow mountains and free ski resorts. We build a cabin at the foot of the snow mountains, raise some horses, fish and ride horses. How happy life is..."

The woman's gentle and pleasant voice is still in her ears. The snow is not white, but bright red, which is dyed red by her blood.

At the moment, the woman's appearance gradually coincided with the girl in white on the ladder. The girl noticed his eyes and turned her eyes.

Across the snowflakes, he saw the sarcasm and coolness in the depths of his eyes.

Xue an was stunned. However, the next moment, he was mercilessly pushed into the police car by the police.

He hurriedly picked up in front of the window, which was covered with a thin layer of fog by the cold air. The girl's figure was isolated by the fog and could not be seen clearly, just like the hazy figure in the dream of more than ten years.

He raised his sleeve to wipe the fog on the window. The car started and the girl disappeared.

He put his face on the window like crazy and looked anxious and urgent.

His sudden behavior startled the police. The police pulled him on the shoulder and said coldly, "be honest and don't play tricks."

Xue an laughed. He was cut off by the police and pressed his hands on the seat. His cheek was close to the seat, but he didn't care. He smiled bitterly and looked like crazy.

"It's her. She's back."

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When the mirror finished recording, the snow had stopped.

She stood under the eaves outside the police station. Between her fingers, the Buddha beads brushed the white and tender fingertips in a hurry.

A coat fell on her shoulder to resist the cold wind and bring warmth.

Qu Feitai stared at her fingertips and frowned slightly. He didn't say anything and silently accompanied the mirror.

"Do you like snow?" Mingjing suddenly asked. Her voice was a little colder than the wind on this cold night.

Qu Feitai was stunned. Mingjing seldom took the initiative to talk to him. Hearing her ask, Qu Feitai was slightly happy at the bottom of her heart and said quietly on her face: "I like the cleanness and freedom of snowflakes, a piece of white snow, wrapped in silver, as if it can wash away all the dirt and dirt in the world."

The mirror turned and looked at him. In the night, her eyes were confused and stunned.

Qu Feitai's nervous palm was sweating, but he didn't dare to turn back. He was afraid that he would be exposed accidentally. He could only try his best to maintain his high and cold image.

"A man once said the same."

Qu Feitai wanted to ask who the man was, but he knew that he wouldn't say if he asked Mingjing.

"Have you ever seen red snow?" The girl's voice is as distant as from another world, ethereal and ethereal, with the cold feeling of snow.

Red snow?

Qu Feitai shook his head: "how can there be red snow?"

The mirror curved his lips and said, "I've seen it before."