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I hurriedly went to grab it, but the guy grabbed it and sat next to me to watch. When he saw it clearly, he said, "It's impossible Linlin, did you join forces to deceive me?"
"I lied to you, why should I lie to you? You saw that name clearly."
He saw it clearly, and then roared at me angrily: "Boy, are you still lying to me?"
"Brother, have you ever heard that an incompetent husband takes out his anger on his honest wife when he gets frustrated outside? If you quarrel with your girlfriend, don't get me involved. If you have any problem, go to your girlfriend. "I said hurriedly.
He looked at He Zhiling in disbelief: "Linlin, is this fake? You guys joined forces to lie to me."
I said: "Yes, yes, it's false."
He Zhiling was not afraid of death at all, and said: "What's fake? Look clearly. How many months ago was he? I found him after I broke up with you."
I walked up to He Zhiling and said, "I don't care about the grudges between you two lovers. I just need to report one major event to you and then I'll leave."
He Zhiling was then anxious: "What's the big deal?"
"It's a big deal."
"Go inside and talk."
She dragged me into the study and locked the door.
The guy outside actually lost his voice and left angrily?
I said: "Well, he is quite pitiful. Why don't you irritate him so much?"
"He was the one who couldn't help me first! He deserves it!"
"Even if you do this, you can't drag me down. Do you know how many prisoners in the prison were killed out of love?"
"Killing for love? I hope he has that kind of temper. Don't worry, he won't." He Zhiling said firmly.
"Okay, let's get down to business. I'll leave after that."
I took out my phone and told He Zhiling everything that had happened in the past few days regarding the case of Luo Yijia and Xue Yumei.
Unexpectedly, she had no reaction and said, "I know."
I hurriedly said: "Why do you look like this?"
"What is this?"
¡°Calm and calm?¡±
"This is just a trivial matter. Luo Yijia, Yao Tutu, and Zhang Ran will all be arrested, but as you said, it will be difficult to bring down those people in prison."
"Okay, okay, let's take down Luo Yijia first. Will you lie to me?"
"Did I lie to you? Do you think I was with them?" He Zhiling asked me.
"So, with this mobile phone, will you work with Director Lei to eradicate these drug traffickers?"
"You don't need to teach me." She said coldly.
"Hey, you can't do this. I'm worried too. This is the phone Xue Yumei risked her life to get. If I didn't call someone last night, I would have risked my life."
"What should I say to make you feel at ease with me and trust me? Since you don't believe me, then take the phone away and give it to someone you trust." She pushed the phone back to me.
I hurriedly stuffed it back to her: "No, no, cousin, I'm kidding you. I'll leave it to you, I'll rest assured, then I'm leaving. You must help, otherwise I will die."
"Let's go."
I opened the door, and the guy didn¡¯t leave. He was leaning on the door and listening to our conversation. I said to He Zhiling, "Cousin, I¡¯m leaving first! Goodbye, cousin!"
"Cousin? Are you his cousin?" the guy asked me.
"Yes, yes, whatever you say is what it is. Just take your time and make the noise. I'll leave first and you can do whatever you want." I hurried out the door.
He Zhiling, so beautiful.
But I still know myself, and Xue Yumei is beautiful, but if Xue Yumei is outside, how can she like me?
He Zhiling is more beautiful than Xue Yumei. She has such a high status and good conditions. Do you like me? That's impossible. It's okay for me to deceive Xiao Qiqi and Xiao Zhu, but it's really difficult to deceive He Zhiling.
But women have a very strange idea. It is said that who touched them, especially after becoming pregnant, her heart will have a place for this man.
I always thought this was a form of Stockholm Syndrome.
What is Stockholm Syndrome?
Stockholm syndrome, also known as the Stockholm effect, or the hostage complex, refers to a complex in which the victim of a crime develops feelings for the perpetrator, and even helps the perpetrator in turn. This emotion causes the victim to develop a favorable impression of, dependence on, and even help harm others.
August 23, 1973bsp; When I walked to the door, I paused, then came back and said, "Cousin, I came out without my bank card, and I don't have enough money to pay for a taxi back. Look, you can just give me one or two thousand for a taxi."
"You have one or two thousand? Do you think I open a bank?" she scolded.
"You can barely accept it even if it's seven or eight hundred."
She took out a handful of change from her coat and gave it to me: "Don't bother me again!"
"Thank you, cousin." I counted as I walked, "Such a big handful, only more than thirty yuan?"
"Close the door and stop bothering me! If you don't want it, just bring it back to me!"
"Okay. Thanks to my cousin for the gift. My cousin is a thousand years old."
"roll!"
I went downstairs, bought a pack of cheap cigarettes, then got into a taxi and rushed to the prison hospital.
When I got to the downstairs of the prison hospital, I held a cigarette and walked up. When I got to the floor where Xue Yumei was, I saw.
The door of Xue Yumei¡¯s ward was crowded with dozens or twenty prison inmates.
I panicked, and my first reaction was: Xue Yumei is dead! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com