Chapter 77

The police stared at Song Ling, not letting go of the slightest expression on her face, and asked again, "Are you sure?"

Song Ling also looked up at the police comrade who was sitting face to face with her, hesitating and struggling for a moment. She couldn't take the risk until things were settled. She said softly, "Yes."

Shen Zhao sat beside her, lowered his eyes and heard her voice, the corners of his mouth twitched quietly, with silent bitterness and sarcasm.

She still has doubts about what happened that day.

She asked herself that she didn't have any intersection with these hooligans, and she could be sure that Song Ling would not have either, but that person clearly said the word 'Ling' that day, among all the people she knew who had intersection, only Song Ling Ling can match.

She would not be treated and tortured like this by a stranger out of thin air.

The word 'Ling' and the word 'Jing', even she could guess it, she didn't believe that Song Ling couldn't guess it.

That day outside the door of the villa, the pair of eyes she bumped into, her mind was chaotic at the time, and only now did she realize that those eyes belonged to calculation, and they belonged to victory.

That person loves Song Ling.

just no evidence...

The police asked Shen Zhao about some things during the incident. The question was still the same as before. Probably the police also had a strategy. If they did the same, they would ask several times to observe the expression of the speaker, so as to find out some clues. Come.

It's just like psychology.

When they finally left, the police suddenly asked again, "What's your relationship...?"

Shen Zhao stopped and turned around. He lowered his eyes and didn't speak, only to hear someone next to him say, "She is my girlfriend."

The policeman's gaze wandered between the two again, and thoughtfully, he suddenly smiled and said, "Your girlfriend has been hurt so much, you don't seem to want to find the real murderer, or the mastermind behind the real murderer. ?"

Song Ling looked flustered for a moment, and blurted out, "Of course not."

Instead, the policeman relaxed. He smiled, leaned lazily on the back of the chair behind him, and casually turned the gel pen in his hand, saying, "Okay, you can leave now, and I will contact you again when needed."

Song Ling was stunned, and then left with Shen Zhao.

The police comrade looked at the back of the two leaving with a dazed expression. He didn't regain his senses for a long time. Another younger brother next to him looked at him and asked, "Did you see anything?"

"It is certain that an acquaintance committed the crime. Even if it is not an acquaintance, they know or know them."

The little brother: "How did you see it?"

Comrade police officer: "If it's not someone he knows, how could Chen Dayu say, who wants to harm her?"

The little brother asked again: "Is it possible that it was an accidental injury?"

The police comrade glanced at him, smiled and said: "Young man, your professional skills are not good. You have specially built a black car for accidental injuries, and even the surveillance has been manipulated. What kind of villa area is that? The surveillance can be broken so easily? Yes, why would someone inject drugs into a girl for no reason, and the scene was obviously cleaned up. To put it bluntly, if it wasn't for the fingerprints on the can, this case would probably be an unsolved case. Battle, accident? Can't tell?"

The little brother heard him speak righteously, and said with a look of admiration and surprise: "It really works!"

The police comrade stood up, patted his head with the hand of the register, and sighed as he walked out: "It's hard to bring this class!"

The weather was gloomy outside, and the sun was shining brightly when we came, but within a few hours, dark clouds covered half of the sky, and it looked like it was going to rain.

Shen Zhao walked in front of Song Ling. She stood at the door of the police station, looking up at the boundless gray sky.

Darkness and light should be absolutely distinct here, but at this moment, she only felt depressed and suffocated, and she was almost out of breath. She didn't know what she cared about, the reversal of white and black, the choice between right and wrong, or her position in that person's heart...or maybe none of it.

Song Ling followed behind Shen Zhao, she stared at the back, and her heart faintly felt distress and guilt.

Things have already exceeded her expectations. It's not that she has no doubts, but she is not completely sure, and she does not dare to take risks.

Song Ling walked over and put the coat in her arms on her body. Shen Zhao was stunned for a while, with a stunned figure. He held the ID card in his palm, and his fingers were slightly curled, but he did not struggle.

"Azhao..."

As soon as Song Ling spoke, Shen Zhao quickly interrupted her, "I want to buy a mobile phone and get a new card, is that okay?"

Song Ling's words were interrupted, and she stared blankly at her profile. She wanted to say something, but it seemed that the people in front of her didn't want to listen. After a long silence, she said quietly.

Shen Zhao didn't look back at her, and walked to the side of the road. The ID card was on her body at the moment, because she just needed to record her statement, so Song Ling didn't remember to take it back. Since she mentioned the matter of leaving last time, Song Ling has been wary of her and put away her ID card, so she must do something while taking advantage of this moment.

To leave, buying a ticket is the first step.

But where is she going?

Yes, she forgot, she has no home anymore...

There is no place for her.

beep-

A harsh roar of brakes, accompanied by a loud and long horn, came from behind—

"Azhao—" Song Ling walked behind Shen Zhao, and caught a glimpse of her walking straight forward in a daze, without even seeing the red light, a car was speeding on the road beside her, she quickly grabbed her with her eyes, pulled her back and turned to protect her in her arms. inside.

Shen Zhao was so frightened that her face was pale, her whole body was pressed into her arms, her heart was almost jumping out of her mouth, her closed eyes slowly opened, darkness passed in front of her eyes, and gradually light rushed in.

"Azhao, is there any injury?" Song Ling raised his hands to support her shoulders, and asked anxiously, grabbing her arm to check for any wounds.

Shen Zhao blinked her eyes twice, but she didn't seem to have reacted. She lowered her eyes and saw that Song Ling's arm was scratched a lot, and the purple-red bruises suddenly appeared, which looked extremely shocking on her fair skin.

Song Ling caught a glimpse of her arm following her line of sight, and only then did she feel the burning pain.

She raised her eyebrows and looked down at her. There was reproach in her tone, but she unknowingly increased her tone: "Can't you see the red light?"

Shen Zhao raised his head to look at her, stared at her silently for half a minute, and then said viciously: "I'm dead, didn't I just weigh your heart?"

Song Ling's face froze, knowing that she was deliberately saying this to anger her, and she was angry with what she had just said at the police station.

She has been hurt so much, and she keeps saying that she loves her, but at the critical moment, what did she do?

"I'm sorry Ah Zhao, things are not clear, I can't talk nonsense-"

Shen Zhao suddenly laughed, she raised her face and stared at her, her voice gnashing her teeth furiously: "Song Ling, it's your own business to protect her, you don't need to apologize to me, I can't stand it!"

After speaking, he turned and walked towards the green light road without looking back.

Shen Zhao walked towards the crowd, and his nervousness was relieved at this moment.

What she didn't want to mention, those things, every time she mentioned a word, she always reminded her that she used to be that person's stand-in.

Walking into the mall, he bought a mobile phone and a mobile phone card in a business hall. Shen Zhao sat in front of the counter to sign for confirmation, and glanced sideways to see a mother with a little girl next to him, and the little girl was holding ice cream... …

And Song Ling was standing beside her.

After signing the card, Shen Zhao got up and pretended to have forgotten to take his ID card. At the same time, he deliberately bumped into the ice cream in the hand of the little girl standing next to him. The ice cream was in the shape of a small bucket and was touched by Shen Zhao. , all covered on her thighs, the cold stimulation made her heart shudder fiercely...

Immediately, the cry of the little girl, and the voice of the teller behind her reminding her to take her ID card, mixed together.

The little girl cried loudly, just overshadowing the voice of the teller.

Shen Zhao hurriedly bent over to help the little girl who fell on the ground, Song Ling frowned, also bent over to help her, and quickly took out the tissue in her bag to wipe her embarrassment.

The little girl was young and the ice cream was overturned, so she kept crying, lying on the ground and couldn't get up.

The mother of the little girl next to her also came over, and when she heard her daughter cry sadly, she raised her head and scolded, "You adults don't have eyes!"

Shen Zhao quickly apologized: "I'm sorry... I didn't pay attention. I'll buy another one for her."

She turned around to go out, but Song Ling quickly grabbed her, frowned and said, "You're here, I'll go."

Shen Zhao looked at her lightly and said softly, "Okay."

After Song Ling left, Shen Zhao quickly turned around and said to the teller, "Hello, I want to apply for another supplementary card."

With the main card, it is very fast to apply for the secondary card, and it takes only a few minutes to sign and confirm.

The teller also said: "We now have a 100-for-100 charge for the supplementary card..."

Before the teller could finish speaking, Song Ling had already returned from outside. Shen Zhao's heart was pounding, and he quickly picked up his ID card and said loudly, "Okay, thank you!" She got up and left, walking towards Song Ling. past.

Song Ling came back, caught a glimpse of her flustered expression, and asked worriedly, "What's wrong?"

Shen Zhao tried his best to maintain his composure, and said in a low voice, "It's nothing, I forgot to take my ID card. Have you bought anything yet?"

Song Ling snorted, and gave the ice cream she bought and a doll to the little girl. The little girl stopped crying when she saw the doll, but her mother kept saying three and four, but she didn't say anything. What an exaggerated word.

Shen Zhao looked at the little girl whose tears had not dried up, and in a blink of an eye, she laughed and laughed, her expression stunned, and she turned around and said lightly, "Let's go."