Chapter 97: I'm at the police station, can you pick me up? 4
Muloro curled up on the chair with his legs in a depressed expression. His body washed away by the heavy rain was cold from the inside out, and he felt both mentally and physically damaged. He couldn't stop shivering, and his soaked clothes clung to his skin.
On the table, the excess rainwater on the hair and body flowed down the table legs, quickly soaking the surrounding area.
Du Haoxuan arrogantly put his legs on the table where the police officers were handling the case, and the person who beat him became the uncle. When people learned who Du Haoxuan was, the three bald men squatted in the corner and shivered like grandchildren.
He just endured the pain on his body and didn't dare to moan any more.
The policeman looked sideways. Although he couldn't stand Du Haoxuan's arrogance, he didn't dare to say anything, but that woman was...
"Miss, have you notified your family to pick you up?" The policeman's voice was cold. On a rainy day, someone called the police and arrested four people who were fighting over a woman. The attackers were so arrogant that they couldn't afford to offend them.
Muloluo, who was powerless, became the target of their anger.
Feeling so cold, Mulolo hugged herself tightly and slowly raised her eyes to look at the policeman who glared at her without answering.
It took Muloluo a long time to realize that her father was coming? No, she couldn't go back, she didn't have the face to see her parents.
"Can I borrow a phone?" His phone was soaked in the rain and could no longer be used, so he had to look up at the hesitant policeman and ask carefully.
"You can use it if you want. Why do you have to ask them? The phone belongs to the government, not theirs." Du Haoxuan stretched his legs and walked over, pushing the landline phone on the desk in front of Muloluo, giving him a sideways glance and secretly competing with him.
A few stinky policemen.
Damn it, they were supposed to take Muloluo away, but they were dripping all over and felt so uncomfortable, and they met a few unreasonable policemen who insisted that they go to the police station to take notes.
"Hello, is this... Haoran?" Muloluo dialed the number that she had already memorized. The moment the answer was connected, her heart was filled with turmoil. The feeling of soreness and swelling in her heart almost made her suffocate. In just a few short seconds,
Writing words also requires a lot of effort.
"Yes, is it Luoluo? What's wrong with you?" Over there, the keen Zeng Haoran smelled something unusual in the girl's voice and immediately asked worriedly.
Zeng Haoran's question almost brought Muloro to the edge of collapse. His whitened fingers gripped the receiver tightly to suppress the cry that might burst out at any time. He choked out the words, "No, it's nothing. I'm with the Qingpu Police."
Bureau, can you come pick me up?"
"Okay, just wait for me, I'll be there soon."
The phone call over there was hung up in a hurry, and Mu Luoluo almost saw Zeng Haoran's figure in front of his eyes, anxiously driving the car towards her. She believed him for no reason.
Finally feeling a little relieved, Muloluo slowly put down the phone and wrapped his arms around himself again, his expression became a little more vivid, not as dead as before.
Du Haoxuan looked at it coldly, suddenly feeling uncomfortable, "Who is the man on the phone?"
Du Haoxuan returned to his frivolous ruffian appearance, pretending not to care and asked. Unexpectedly, this time, Muloluo actually answered obediently.
"My former colleague from the company, Zeng Haoran."
"Zeng Haoran? What's so great about this young master? Am I so great?"
Just as he was talking, a man in a straight suit walked in, with an indifferent and noble expression, and the air-conditioning around him was overwhelming.