When the police officer who was recording a statement for Shen Haoxuan saw this, he immediately said: "Your injury is considered a minor injury. Once we file a case, we can hold the other party criminally responsible. Intentional injury is not a trivial matter."
After hearing this, Shen Haoxuan moved his lips, but did not say anything.
Instead, the lawyer quickly stepped forward and said: "I'm sorry, comrade police, Mr. Shen hasn't done an injury appraisal yet. In my opinion, this injury is only a minor injury at most. We don't intend to pursue it, we just want to reconcile."
Shen Haoxuan looked very ugly, with a gloomy face and didn't say a word.
The policeman almost laughed out of anger, "Do you think this injury is minor?"
"Yes, yes!" Shen Haoxuan seemed to be unable to bear it anymore and said angrily, "Don't you know the extent of my own injuries? Anyway, you haven't officially filed a case yet. I don't plan to pursue it now, okay? I don't even have this right.
None?"
His voice was so loud that all the police officers in the office looked over.
The police officer in front of Shen Haoxuan looked at him quietly for a while and said, "Are you sure the injury is minor? Are you sure you won't pursue any further charges?"
"Are you sure? How many more times do you have to say it?" Shen Haoxuan said impatiently.
"Okay." The police officer said, "I'll go give you the certificate right now. Wait a moment."
After saying that, he stood up, walked to the room where Song Qianxing was recording his confession, knocked on the door and walked in.
Not long after, the door opened again from the inside, and the police officer from before came out first, followed by Rong Heng, then the other two police officers who had taken the confession, and finally Song Qianxing.
Although it was a cold day at the beginning of the new year, she was still wearing thin clothes, a short coat and a short skirt, which made her body feel chilly.
She walked at the end of the group, her eyes drooped, as if she had been exhausted by the previous process of recording confessions, or perhaps she was too lazy to look up at the people and things around her.
However, before she could raise her eyes, a piece of clothing with human body temperature suddenly appeared on her body, covering her whole body.
Song Qianxing had her eyes lowered, but she immediately caught sight of the men's long coat, which was low-key and calm gray-black, with a vague aura of déjà vu.
She slowly raised her head, revealing her delicate face that seemed always bruised and red, and looked at the person standing next to her.
Huo Jinbei took off his coat and was wearing black trousers and a white shirt. He was tall and neat, simple and clean.
Song Qianxing stared at him expressionlessly for a while, and when she was about to reach out and pull off the coat he was wearing, Huo Jinbei had already held her hand down and said, "Put it on."
Song Qianxing rolled her eyes, "I'm not cold."
"Then put it on too."
Rong Heng looked at the two people in front of him, coughed lightly, and said, "Well, there is heating here. It's indeed not cold... But it's hard to tell after we go out."
"It's my own business to freeze to death. I won't cause trouble to you." Song Qianxing said.
Song Qianxing said and broke away from Huo Jinbei's hand.
At this moment, I suddenly heard a sneer coming from directly in front of me, followed by two perfunctory applause.
Song Qianxing followed the voice and looked over, her eyes sharpening instantly.
Shen Haoxuan, who still had gauze on his head, sat lazily in a chair. After applauding, he looked at the two people in front of him playfully and said, "Interesting. I heard that you are my wife's best friend. Why?"
Instead, she is so ambiguous with the pretty boy next to her?"
Song Qianxing was already angry when she saw him, but when she heard what he said, she picked up a teacup at hand.
However, before she could raise her hand, Huo Jinbei had already stopped in front of her, looked at the thing in her hand, and said, "Put it down."
Song Qianxing paused, but Rong Heng had already snatched the tea cup from her hand and said coldly: "Are you a little self-conscious, okay? Where is this place? This is the police station! You still want to do something here? You think you are the cause of it.
It’s not enough trouble, is it? Finally, the other party doesn’t pursue it now, but you’re still making trouble, right?”
Facing two meddlesome people at the same time, Song Qianxing seemed to find it boring. After sneering, she walked to the chair next to her and sat down.
Huo Jinbei kept watching her sit down, then turned to look at Rong Heng, "There should be a medicine box here, right?"
Rong Heng responded and turned to ask the police officer next to him. Soon someone came over with a medicine box.
Huo Jinbei reached out to take it, walked to Song Qianxing with the medicine box in hand, and said, "I'll give you a simple treatment of the wound."
"No need." Song Qianxing said.
Huo Jinbei didn't care whether she needed it or not, he just hurt his hand.
"Hiss—" Song Qianxing gasped when he touched the painful spot.
Huo Jinbei's hands were still as steady as a machine, and his voice didn't have much ripples, he just said: "Bear it."
If it had been anyone else, Song Qianxing might have kicked him early in the morning——
In fact, when facing him, she also wanted to kick her foot, and she was already eager to give it a try. However, what flashed in her mind was the situation in which he had a car accident not long ago. Somehow, her nerves became numb, and then that foot
I can no longer lift my feet.
Shen Haoxuan's sneer came from behind again, "Does my wife know that you two are like this?"
Hearing this voice, Song Qianxing lowered her eyes. Just when she was about to stand up, she was forced back by the movement of Huo Jinbei's hand, "Sit down and don't move."
While a police officer warned Shen Haoxuan, Rong Heng looked around the office and then asked: "Is Miss Zhuang gone?"
Before Huo Jinbei could answer, Song Qianxing was already startled, "Yibo is here?"
Rong Heng responded and said, "Weren't you here just now?"
"Went to the bathroom." Huo Jinbei responded lightly.
However, the next moment, Song Qianxing had reached out and held down his arm. Regardless of the pain of the wound on his face, she pushed him away, got up and walked towards the door.
Huo Jinbei turned to look at her back, without saying anything, he just lowered his head and put away the medicine in his hand.
Rong Heng turned his head and glanced at Shen Haoxuan, and then said: "Do you know why the other party didn't pursue it?"
Huo Jinbei said: "Probably because of Qianxing's background... Shen Haoxuan received the order and reluctantly gave up the investigation."
Rong Heng raised his eyebrows slightly.
Huo Jinbei put away his things and then looked at Rong Heng, "Did she say why she suddenly attacked Shen Haoxuan?"
Rong Heng shook his head and said: "I didn't say anything. You also know what her temper is like. She didn't say a word for a long time, or she just repeated it over and over again. She just didn't like the other person, so she took action... Why, do you think there are other things?
reason?"
"Yeah." Huo Jinbei responded.
"What is it?"
"I don't know." Huo Jinbei said, "But it should be related to the chat content of those people - because Shen Haoxuan avoided this question just now."
Rong Heng couldn't help but frown after hearing this, "Maybe their words contained an element of humiliation to Zhuang Yibo, so they provoked her to take action?"
Huo Jinbei paused for a moment before adding, "If that's all, then Shen Haoxuan shouldn't be so secretive."
"Then if there is something hidden, why would Qianxing hide it?" Rong Heng asked doubtfully.
Huo Jinbei frowned slightly, unable to express his opinion for the moment.
Rong Heng reached out and patted his shoulder and said, "Go back to that store and ask, maybe there will be clues."