She hurriedly broke free, but Chu Qiao held it tightly, and Meizi almost had difficulty breathing. She could only struggle, waved her hands and hit Chu Qiao's body.
But Chu Qiao was already crazy. When she thought of going to jail or even shooting her, her fear filled her heart. The force in her hands was also great in the midst of lightning and thunder.
Mei Zi is used to being pampered and has no strength to struggle, so she has to raise her foot to kick Chu Qiao's leg. It is her weakness, Mei Zi knows it.
Chu Qiao indeed let go of her hand, and Meizi took the opportunity to escape. However, after only two steps, Chu Qiao grabbed her hair. She heard her sternly saying: "I dare to run, I'll let you run enough!"
He put his foot on Mei Zi's waist and kicked it down at the entrance of the stairs. This was an old-fashioned residential area. The stairs were narrow and long. Mei Zi might as well exclaimed, and the person had already rolled down the stairs.
For a moment, the pain was only the pain in the bottom of the heart. Her head hit the wall and blood gushed out. She raised her hand and wanted to grab something but couldn't. She rolled down and finally stopped in the aisle.
"Don't pretend to be dead, get up, can't you run? Let's continue running!" Chu Qiao walked down slowly with one leg, watching Mei Zi's body shake for a few times and finally stop, she couldn't help but sneer.
.
When he walked to the aisle, he even raised his feet to her waist and two more feet.
But there was no movement at all. She was shocked and looked at the blood flowing from the ground, and kept glaring.
"The surname is Mei, the surname is Mei..."
He bent down to try, but he didn't breathe at all. Chu Qiao panicked and took two steps back continuously, leaning against the cold wall, trembling constantly.
She... died? Really dead?
At this moment, a sound of a police car whistle sounding downstairs, like a death talisman. Chu Qiao ignored the blood in his hands, and finally glanced at Mei Zi again, turned around and ran out of the escape stairs, full of heart.
There is only one sentence - she killed someone, she killed someone again!
*
Cen Zhiqiao sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, dialing the numbers of Mei Zi and Gu Nianchen over and over again, but after dialing countless calls, no one answered them. For no reason, he panicked and even his eyes were beating.
If neither of them answered the phone, nothing would happen, right?
"Dingling--" was secretly whispering, and the phone in his hand suddenly rang. The night was already dark, and the slight sound would sound particularly harsh. The ringtone was inevitably heard. Cen Zhiqiao's heart was frightened and frightened.
stand up.
"Hey? Meizi? Where are you?" When he saw that it was Meizi's number, Cen Zhiqiao hurriedly pressed the switch button and asked urgently.
However, a strange voice came from the other end: "Hello, I am a policeman. Do you know Miss Mei Yilin?"
He asked straight to the point, but it made Cen Zhiqiao stunned: "Police...Police? How could Mei Zi's cell phone be in your hands? Where is Mei Zi people?"
"The Meizi you mentioned is Miss Mei Yilin?" The police confirmed again.
Cen Zhiqiao came back from his surprise, nodded slightly, but realized that he could not see the other end of the phone, so he spoke again: "Yes, what happened to Mei... Yilin?"
"That's right. There is a murder case in a residential area in the city center. It's related to Miss Mei Yilin. If it's convenient, please come here now and assist our police in the investigation."
The three words of murder fell clearly into Cen Zhiqiao's ears, his body stiffened, and his whole body was as if struck by lightning: "Are you... talking about Meizi?"
"Yes, I will send you the address later. Please come here immediately."
Cen Zhiqiao didn't know how he hung up the phone, and he was confused and his mind was filled with the unspecified words of the police.
In the murder case, who was killed? Did Meizi? Or did she kill someone?
She didn't dare to think too much along the way, but she kept comforting herself. It was okay, but when she got downstairs of the residential building, she hesitated a little.
Will it be fine?
"Hello, is it Miss Cen?" A male policeman saw that Cen Zhiqiao had been wandering downstairs and asked. Cen Zhiqiao was stunned for a moment, not knowing how he confirmed her identity, but he nodded: "Hello, you are,"
,I am Cen Zhiqiao."
A bag wrapped in a sealed bag was handed to Cen Zhiqiao's hand. The police pressed a button and saw the photo of Cen Zhiqiao and Meizi on the screen appearing on the table. The police then explained: "I see that you look very similar to the photo, so
Come and ask you."
Cen Zhiqiao nodded, his heart thumped, but at this time he didn't dare to ask, and just looked upstairs. It was already dark, and there were not many lights on each household, only one floor, and the lights were bright.
.
Cen Zhiqiao gritted his teeth: "Is there anything wrong with me? Where is Mei Zi...?"
The young policeman froze for a moment.
He has been a policeman for a long time, but every time he encounters a case, he feels very confused when he needs to communicate with his family. He doesn't want to see the loss on the other person's face and the tears gushing out, but there is no way, the nature of his work is
in this way.
He gritted his teeth and then said: "Because there is your latest call record on his phone, we have also contacted her family. I would like to ask you to confirm the identity of the deceased."
The deceased...Identity...
"Are you talking about... Meizi?" Cen Zhiqiao suddenly became excited, pushed the policeman away, walked through the road blocked by a cordon downstairs, and quickly went to the seventh floor.
As soon as the elevator door opened, the breath of blood came to her face. Her chest tightened and she felt a faint urge to cry.
She opened her mouth.
"Hey, who are you? Why did you come to the murder scene? Are you the family of the deceased?" A middle-aged female policeman saw her standing at the elevator in a daze, frowned and asked.
However, Cen Zhiqiao pushed her body away and walked step by step towards the direction attracted by the blood.
Hong, bright red, shocking. Every time she took a step, she was also frightened. Her eyes were just staring at her body covered by the white cloth in the aisle.
"Plum... it's not you, it's not you, right?"
He murmured almost to himself, his voice stuck in his throat, and his steps were even hesitant.
She wanted to lie to herself and lied to herself that the person was not Mei Zi, but she clearly saw the beige tweed coat covered by white cloth. She bought it with Mei Zi two days ago. It is said to be the latest style this winter
The one.
Cen Zhiqiao looked quietly, tears falling down, but she seemed to be unconscious, just standing there, lowering her eyes and not moving.
"I said comrade..." The policewoman pulled Cen Zhiqiao in annoyance, but was shocked by the pale expression on her face, and her voice stopped there.
"Comrade, comrade..."
"Wow..."
But she cried all her life, and Cen Zhiqiao suddenly threw herself into the policewoman's arms. The blood was shaking in her mind. She didn't even dare to lift the white cloth.
Did you fall down from the stairs? That's why you shed so much blood. But the stairs are so high that you fall down... how painful it will be!
The policewoman was startled and looked at Cen Zhiqiao, who was half a head taller than her in a daze. He didn't know whether to push it away or what to do, so he let her pounce in her arms and cried in a miserable way.
"Sister Yu, the family of the deceased is here."
He was hesitating about what to do, the male policeman brought a few people in before. Cen Zhiqiao just raised his head and took a look. He saw Mei's father, Mei's mother and Tong Ruidong all came. When he saw Cen Zhiqiao crying, he was stunned for a moment.
Then he rushed over.
"Jojo, Linlin..."
Although he was unwilling to admit it, Cen Zhiqiao still gritted his teeth and nodded. Suddenly, a few crying sounds were heard, and Mei's mother had already pounced on her.
"Linlin, Linlin..."
A policeman stepped forward and lifted the mercy and asked his relatives to recognize the body. Cen Zhiqiao turned his head and took a look. It was much more peaceful than expected. Except for the dry blood stains on his head, there was nothing else strange.
If you don't say it, it will really make people think that she is just asleep, yes, she will fall asleep forever.
Thinking of this, Cen Zhiqiao's tears fell again. Her ears were filled with Mei's mother's crying and Mei's father's comfort, which made her feel even more sad.
He closed his eyes and turned around and walked to the stairs, not wanting to see such a hurtful scene.
But a tissue was handed to me. It was the middle-aged female policewoman who had a slightly slight expression.
"Say sad. No one wants to encounter such a thing, but it's already like this, so I can only be sad and follow the changes."
It's not like the coldness and sharpness he used to be before.
Cen Zhiqiao reached out to take it, thanked him, wiped away his tears, and then asked: "Comrade Police, can I ask, Mei Zi... why did she die here?"
It really makes no sense. I clearly stated how could Gu Nianchen appear in such a residential building if I waited for Gu Nianchen in the studio.
"By the way, I forgot if you didn't say it." As if I was thinking of something, the policewoman suddenly patted his forehead: "I want to ask you if you know a woman named Chu Qiao, it seems to be
The suspect in another case.”
Chu Qiao? Why did she get her name again?
Cen Zhiqiao raised his eyebrows, and didn't care about tears. He widened his eyes and asked, "Does she have anything to do with this matter?"
"That's right. Before the accident, we received a call from the deceased, saying that we saw Chu Qiao, and the address she provided to us was this community."
Cen Zhiqiao's face froze: "What do you mean... is Chu Qiao killing Meizi?" She suddenly became excited, grabbed the female policewoman's collar, and roared angrily: "It was her who killed Meizi, it was her.
Is it?"
I don’t know what it felt in my heart, but I just stirred upside down, and my face turned pale to the extreme.
The policewoman was frightened by her and said hurriedly: "Now it's just speculation. I still need to take the body back. Only after the forensic doctor has conducted an examination can we get a preliminary conclusion."
At this time, several police officers had already carried the stretcher in, blocked the Mei family's people, and blocked Cen Zhiqiao aside, and then carried Meizi's body out.
Mei's mother wanted to pounce on her several times but couldn't, and finally she could only fall into Mei's father's arms and burst into tears.
The scene was very chaotic, and the sound was also harsh, constantly flashing in front of her eyes, and her ears flashed. She leaned against the wall with her eyes closed, and her head hurt so much that it was about to crack. Her thoughts seemed to drift with it, drifting towards unknown
a place.
At this moment, the phone in his pocket shook, and Cen Zhiqiao had just returned to his senses, his eyes were empty, and his movements were mechanically taken out and pressed.
"Jojo, where are you?"
It turned out that Gu Nianchen's voice came into his ears.
Cen Zhiqiao was stunned for a moment, and tears that could not be stopped were surging after hearing his voice, "Gu Nianchen, I..."
Tears as big as beans fell down, but she couldn't finish them. It seemed that all the sadness surged into her heart, and she couldn't speak.
Gu Nianchen couldn't help but feel a little anxious, and his voice also rose: "Don't cry first, tell me slowly, what happened."
Cen Zhiqiao twitched twice, and as she saw Mei Zi being carried away, she staggered behind her, her whole body trembling uncontrollably.
She closed her eyes and hurried in the corner of the wall. She wanted to say something, but her mind was blank. At the end, she only said one sentence: "Gu Nianchen, Meizi is gone, I'm so scared..."
One sentence made Gu Nianchen stiffen. If he had not maintained his calm personality, he would have been unable to stand firm in the midst of Cen Zhiqiao's crying.
However, at this time, on the phone, he didn't want to make Cen Zhiqiao panic anymore. He asked her for an address and comforted her again, and then rushed over.
Cen Zhiqiao still maintained her original posture. Gu Nianchen stood at the elevator and watched her petite figure curled up into a ball, trembling constantly. He was shocked and he was already stepping forward.
"Jojo, what happened?"
The blood on the ground, and when I think of Cen Zhiqiao's crying on the phone, I naturally know what's going on, but Gu Nianchen really doesn't understand. He was fine when he was talking on the phone before, but why did he die in a blink of an eye
here.
Hearing Gu Nianchen's voice, Cen Zhiqiao raised his head just now. The tears at the corners of his eyes had dried up, but the sad expression on his face had not changed at all. When he saw Gu Nianchen, he was like seeing a life-saving straw, and he suddenly threw himself into the air.
Go past.
"Gu Nianchen, Gu Nianchen, where are you going? Meizi is dead. Do you know that Meizi is dead!"
He was already a little incoherent, but he was just talking about a fact. Gu Nianchen felt distressed when he saw it, but in addition to feeling distressed, he also felt a little guilty.
If it weren't for sending Du Tingting back to the hotel, if he had gone to pick up Meizi earlier, this might not have happened.
But without the if, time cannot go back, and he will not be given a second chance.
He could only reach out and hold Cen Zhiqiao in his arms: "Okay, okay, don't cry, I'll take you home first, and I'll talk about the rest later."
Cen Zhiqiao was really tired. Her heart was overwhelmed by the news of Mei Zi's death. She almost didn't know what to do.
Leaning in Gu Nianchen's arms, he fell asleep drowsyly.
I slept until home this time. I seemed to hear the phone vibrating on the way, but she had no strength at all, so Gu Nianchen handled it all.
She was like a long dream, with plum blossoms and laughter everywhere, but she wanted to reach out to hold her hand, but only air surrounds her, and plum blossoms had long disappeared.
Cen Zhiqiao's chest tightened and he suddenly sat up: "Plum!"
She was indeed in her own home decoration. She raised her hand and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead. She couldn't tell whether the dream or reality was.
"You are awake, how about you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Gu Nianchen heard the noise and entered the door, and saw Cen Zhiqiao sitting there in a daze. When he saw him coming in, he raised his head, his eyes were still confused.
"What's wrong with me?"
Her head was still a little painful, so she reached out and pressed her temples. Suddenly, a large area of blood flashed in front of her, and there was also the situation where plums fell in the pool of blood. Her body stiffened and she was stunned.