Mother Qiao glanced at the hall and saw that the notebook she originally used to play the video had long since disappeared.
"There must be surveillance at your home!"
Song Zhizhong: "Sorry, the surveillance at home was destroyed by these three suspects."
Mother Qiao: "..."
Fan Jue looked at Mother Qiao, whose face was ashen, and then looked at the police seriously.
"Comrade police officers, these two parents who claimed to be the suspect came to harass my wife after the suspect was arrested, intending to coerce her into letting her go. China's laws should not let go of such arrogant and domineering behavior in private homes.
People, right?"
At this moment, Gu Qi already understood Fan Jue's plan.
She immediately began to sob slightly, her thin shoulders trembled slightly, and she slowly raised her head from Fan Jue's arms, looking at the police with tearful eyes, looking as frail as a harmless little white rabbit in the world.
His already petite body looked particularly thin under the support of Fan Jue's tall body.
The policeman looked at the beautiful woman with tearful eyes in front of him and suddenly felt pitiful.
"China's laws will protect the rights and interests that every legal citizen should have."
After the police determined that Fan Jue and others were the heads of the house and that none of the suspects had a surname of Fan, they immediately detained the suspects under Fan Jue's accusation.
"Mom! Dad! Help me! Help me!" Joyner panicked, she really panicked.
From the beginning to the end, Fan Jue didn't even look at her. It was only at this moment that she realized clearly...
Even if Gu Qi hadn't appeared, the person standing next to Fan Jue would definitely not be him.
"Yina...Yina!" Mother Qiao still wanted to reach out.
As a result, the hand he just stretched out was cuffed directly by a pair of silver handcuffs.
Mother Qiao suddenly looked shocked. Father Qiao and the unconscious Wei Xiyuan were not spared either.
The Qiao couple who originally wanted to catch their daughter also suffered a disaster.
The behavior of threatening the hostess Gu Qi to release the suspect and the practice of breaking into private houses were enough for them to drink.
Amid the wails and roars of the Qiao family, the police directly escorted them into the police car. Song Zhizhong, as the reporter, also went to the police station to record a statement.
Seeing that everyone who should leave had left, Fanze glanced at his brother and sister-in-law who were still there, and said very wisely: "Well, I'll go see grandpa first."
After saying that, he disappeared in a flash.
Gu Qi found that Fan Jue still had no intention of letting go, so she reached out and pushed his chest.
"It's almost done. Everyone has left, and the play is almost done..."
Before Gu Qi finished speaking, Fan Jue suddenly lowered his body and rested his forehead directly on Gu Qi's neck.
The warm breath splashed on the skin of Gu Qi's neck, and the slight moisture made Gu Qi tremble slightly.
"You give me a name..."
"Don't move." Fan Jue's voice suddenly became extremely hoarse.
"You're so cold."
Gu Qi took a deep breath and was about to throw the guy onto the sofa, but when she put her hands on his chest, she felt a warm liquid soak into her palms bit by bit.
The faint smell of blood lingering at the tip of his nose became stronger at this moment.
The man leaning on him suddenly sank, and his tall body seemed to have lost all its strength and pressed heavily on Gu Qi's body.
Gu Qi instinctively stretched out her hand to support his fallen body. She looked up and saw that her palms were bloody, and wet blood dripped down her fingers and onto the sofa.