"No." It had been two nights and Qingqing hadn't come back. How could she rest peacefully?
The two words "stubborn" and "stubborn" showed her determination to go out. Yifan Lu knew he couldn't defeat her, "Then go change clothes quickly."
Mu Mu hurriedly entered the room. Looking at her increasingly thin back, Lu Yifan hoped more than anyone else to find Zhao Qingqing immediately.
Qingqing, Qingqing, where have you been?
If she doesn't come back, the little flesh on their girl's body will really be in danger.
It's been two days, and Mr. Jin hasn't been found, and she hasn't been found, and there's no bad news, so she should be safe.
But why didn't you come back or give me any news?
"Let's go." Mu Mu changed into a green long-sleeved sweatshirt and sweatpants, and walked past Lu Yifan, not feeling energetic.
This dress looks familiar...
Lu Yifan frowned and looked at the clothes Mu Mu was wearing. He opened his mouth, "This is not..."
Isn't it the same outfit he wore when playing ball with Qin Ningrui?
Fortunately, she stopped in time, otherwise she would have guessed with her intelligence that he often followed her.
She seemed to have come back wearing this outfit that day. If I had known, I would have poured some unwashable drink on her on the plane.
Mu Mu opened the door and saw Lu Yifan's annoyed expression, and asked curiously: "What's wrong?"
"This dress is very childish."
It's so childish. You look immature in what you are wearing. Junior high school students and high school students who are fifteen or sixteen years old are now wearing stockings and short skirts, okay?
If she stays with that kid, she will be eliminated by society sooner or later.
"The clothes are from many years ago, let's go." Mu Mu still has the time to care about whether the clothes are childish or not.
Now I just need to say that I can find Zhao Qingqing and let her run around the World Trade Center building in her pajamas.
There was an endless stream of calls from Yifan Lu in the car, and Mu Mu looked out the window listlessly.
Every time she passed an overpass, she would see people begging in various ways, and she always had to take a second look.
Qingqing didn't go home for two days and two nights, so she probably didn't have any money on her. Could she be so hungry that she had no choice but to squat at some intersection begging?
At this time, Miss Zhao, who was squatting in the small cell and shivering, sneezed again.
She squatted in the corner and drew circles on the ground with her fingers. This was already the nth time she had cursed the arresting people's police.
Fortunately, I didn't become a policeman, otherwise I would have been stained.
In the dark space, only a little light could come in through a small hole. For two days and one night, she only had three steamed buns and three bowls of porridge.
She was recharging her energy now, saving some strength to shout loudly at night, so that the policemen on duty could not sleep.
Humph, if he doesn't make it easy for her, she won't make it easy for them either.
‘Click’ the door suddenly opened.
The room was bright. She hadn't seen any light for a long time. Suddenly she felt a little uncomfortable when she saw the light, so she blocked it with her hands.
A female police officer came in, wearing a dark blue uniform and a police hat, tall and beautiful.
Zhao Qingqing's eyes accidentally glanced at the police rank affixed to her uniform, and she stood up excitedly, "Finally, we have a leader. Let me tell you, I am not a young lady, I am a serious person."
She walked up to the policewoman, grabbed her arm, and gave her a crackling explanation.
The policewoman lowered her eyes and looked at her coldly, "Everyone who is arrested says they are innocent."
Zhao Qingqing looked at the female police officer who was talking to her.
The female police officer's cold attitude was aloof and aloof, as if she was looking at something dirty and unsightly.
