The police car from the Liancheng City Public Security Bureau drove into Kanghe Hospital. Bai Xianxian put the hood of her hoodie on her head, wore a mask and sunglasses, and was taken out from the hidden corner door of the inpatient building by two female police officers.
The police car quickly left Kanghe Hospital. Lu Wuchuan, who was in the black SUV, took Duan Mo's hand and his face became even more gloomy.
The originally white wrist was turned red by pinching, and there were two scratches on it.
Duanmo was startled and subconsciously stepped back.
"Don't move!" Lu Wuchuan dug out the first aid kit from the storage box, held her fingertips, and wiped the scratches with sterile cotton.
"The skin is not broken, so there is no need to disinfect it." Duan Mo's hand was stiff, and the temperature spread from the fingertips upwards, hitting the chord in his heart. He secretly raised his eyes, and what he saw was the man's tightly pursed lips.
And the cold and handsome eyebrows.
"Do you know where she has touched before? She has no sense of precaution at all."
There was a bit of sullenness in his dark pool-like eyes, his heartbeat was inexplicably accelerating, and he looked away uncomfortably: "I will be careful in the future."
"You said this yourself. If it's still like this, I will..." Lu Wuchuan suddenly stopped.
Just what? He really doesn’t know. Give him a beating? Swear a few words? He seems reluctant to let go.
He sighed silently and started the car.
The black off-road vehicle quickly caught up with the police car in front, then slowed down and followed closely.
Duanmo didn't wait for the second half of Lu Wuchuan's words, and kept looking sideways at the retreating scenery outside the window.
It is autumn, and the leaves of the French plane trees on both sides of the road have turned yellow. Accompanied by the gentle autumn wind, a few leaves fall from time to time, like fluttering butterflies, spinning in circles and falling to the ground, and then being picked up by passing vehicles, spinning and flying.
The sun shines through the branches to form mottled spots of light. The off-road vehicle speeds past and pulls them into beams of light, which hit the face and then flash past quickly. It is confusing and confusing, just like Duanmo's mood at this moment.
Every moment of getting along with Lu Wuchuan came to mind like an animation frame by frame.
When she was young, her family suffered many changes. From then on, she closed the door to her heart and did not want anyone to enter. It was not that she was withdrawn, but that she did not dare to accept it because she was afraid of losing it again.
She felt that her life was like a moving car, carrying many people. Some would only stay for a short time, while others would travel together to enjoy the beautiful scenery along the way, but no one would accompany her to the end.
No matter how beautiful the memories were, they could not become reality. She would rather walk on the road alone than take anyone else's ride. Because... she didn't want to see her leaving figure again.
A few coughs interrupted Duanmo's thoughts. Almost as a conditioned reflex, he took the mineral water from the cup holder, unscrewed it and handed it to Lu Wuchuan: "Do you have a cold? I heard you cough several times today."
Lu Wuchuan took it and drank a few sips, then handed it back to her: "I caught a little cold, it's okay."
I was busy until midnight last night, and it was raining outside when I came home. I got up this morning and took a cold shower to stay awake, but I felt that my throat was not very comfortable in the morning.
"Is there any medicine? Take it quickly." Duanmo took out the first aid kit again, flipping through it, but there were only trauma medicines and none for internal use, let alone cold medicines.
"Just drink some water." Lu Wuchuan said nonchalantly. The little girl's concern made his anger instantly dissipate, and there was even a hint of smile in his eyes.
Duanmo stuffed the first-aid kit back into the storage box: "If drinking water could cure diseases, hospitals and pharmaceutical companies would all have yellow shops."
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Police cars and black SUVs drove into the Municipal Public Security Bureau one after another. Yang Qingkui had been waiting for a long time, and with him was Ge Liangcai, a lawyer who was over 40 years old.
According to relevant regulations, lawyers can meet suspects with their lawyer's practicing certificate, law firm certificate and power of attorney.
However, the Tianheng Law Firm where Yang Qingkui works is only responsible for the legal services of Tianshi Culture. He is the legal consultant assigned by the law firm to Tianshi Culture, and is not Bai Xianxian's personal lawyer. There is no entrustment agreement. If you want to meet, Bai Xianxian needs to sign it.
Entrustment Agreement.
Duan Mo brought Bai Xianxian into an interview room. Yang Qingkui took the lead and said: "Miss Bai, this lawyer Ge Liangcai is my colleague and is more experienced in defending criminal cases. If Miss Bai is willing, you can entrust Lawyer Ge to do this."
Your defense attorney."
Bai Xianxian had not thought that this would be the case before, and her brows wrinkled slightly.
Seeing her hesitation, Duanmo said: "You can choose your own lawyer, or you can apply for legal aid."
Bai Xianxian wanted to ask if she could change to another lawyer halfway if she was not satisfied, but due to the presence of Yang Qingkui and Ge Liangcai, she hesitated before asking: "If I sign the entrustment agreement, will you be responsible to the end?"
Yang Qingkui heard what she meant and smiled: "The entrustment agreement is also a kind of contract. If Miss Bai is not satisfied, she can terminate the entrustment at any time. In addition, as the legal advisor of Tianshi Culture, I will assist Ge as an assistant this time."
lawyer."
"Lawyer Yang misunderstood. I just don't understand. I'm just asking." Bai Xianxian smiled forcefully, "If I can be recommended by Lawyer Yang, I think Lawyer Ge will not let me down."
After the conversation was over, the agreement was signed, and Bai Xianxian was taken to the detention room.
Ge Liangcai left first because he had other things to do, and Duanmo took Yang Qingkui to go through the relevant procedures.
As soon as he left the interview room, Yang Qingkui put away his serious expression, tilted his head slightly and asked, "Don't you recognize me?"
Duanmo paused slightly and looked at him suspiciously: "Have we met before Feng Yuan brought you here?"
"Sure enough, I forgot." Yang Qingkui looked regretful, "Dongshan Cemetery, I said stop crying, I have never coaxed anyone."
His voice was very low, but Duanmo's eyes suddenly widened: "Is that you?"
Before she left Dongshan Town to go to Liancheng to go to school, she went to the cemetery before leaving.
Grandpa and grandma were buried together in the same tomb, with dad next to them. She cleaned the two tombstones, placed flowers and offerings in front of them, and then squatted there and talked to them.
She said that she was leaving Dongshan Town and would not necessarily come back when, so she asked them not to blame her. She also said that she would miss them and would never forget them no matter where she went.
She can no longer remember what else she said. She only remembers that she cried and wiped her tears while talking.
A shadow was cast on the tombstone, and someone behind him said: "The ups and downs are what life is. Life is a process, and you have to taste all the ups and downs to be complete."
Duanmo turned around and saw a young man with a pale face. She sniffed and heard the other person say: "Stop crying, I can't coax people."
The smiling man in front of him had the same appearance as the young man: "I recognized you last time, but I didn't have a chance to speak. I didn't expect that the little girl who cried back then is now a detective, or a detective in the special case team."
Duan Mo's eyebrows were curved: "I didn't expect that the person who gave me Chicken Soup for the Soul was actually a barrister."