Chapter 2012

Wen Xiaoyun: "Then... how should I ask for it?"

"I'll teach you..."

The tiny voices drifted into Wen Xiaoyun's ears along with the wind...

A cool breeze blew, and the cold raindrops hit her face. Wen Xiaoyun shuddered and woke up all of a sudden. She immediately looked around. Where was the person... where was the person who just talked to her?

Is she... dreaming? But the dream was so real, and the words that person said were right beside her, as if they were said just a second ago...

Wen Xiaoyun felt a little headache, and she slapped her forehead. What happened? The person just now was clearly beside her, but why couldn't she remember what he looked like, and even didn't know if he was a man or a woman?

Wen Xiaoyun quickly took a look at the things in her hand and hurriedly stuffed them into her bag.

The person just now really came...

But she couldn't remember what he looked like, or whether he was a man or a woman. This... was too scary.

Someone walked by her intermittently, and Wen Xiaoyun's heart was beating like thunder. She didn't know if anyone had noticed something was wrong just now.

After waiting for a while, Wen Xiaoyun made sure she had calmed down, took a deep breath, and turned back to the teahouse.

In the teahouse, Zhou Ping was ordering a piece of Pingtan and invited the artists in the teahouse to perform a piece.

After Wen Xiaoyun came up, she sat quietly in the position she had sat before.

She looked at the time. She had been out for nearly 40 minutes. After such a long time, if they asked her later, what should she say?

Wen Xiaoyun thought of several excuses and waited for the other party to ask...

Unfortunately, neither Zhou Ping nor Xu's mother asked. They didn't even look at her. They were all concentrating on listening to the Pingtan.

Wen Xiaoyun's heart, which was already small, suddenly became uncomfortable again, as if it was pierced by a needle.

Look, they don't care about her at all, no one cares about her.

It was raining outside, she didn't bring an umbrella, and stayed outside alone for so long. After returning, no one said a word of concern, even a word, "It's okay if you come back!"

In their eyes, she was just a servant, insignificant, and no one would look at her more.

Wen Xiaoyun clenched her hands. Since you are so unfair to me, don't blame me.

However, Wen Xiaoyun really didn't notice that Zhou Ping had looked at her several times just now.

Zhou Ping felt that why Wen Xiaoyun seemed different after going out?

The resentment between her eyebrows became heavier.

Could it be that something else happened during this time when she was out?

Zhou Ping was thinking, and suddenly, her cell phone rang.

She took a look and saw that it was the captain of the criminal police team.

Zhou Ping stood up and walked aside.

"Hello... Captain, what's the matter?"

The captain said: "Master, Zhong Wenqing is dead."

Zhou Ping was stunned for a moment, Zhong Wenqing... dead!

Hearing this name, Zhou Ping was still a little stunned. She thought about it. It seemed that it had been a week since she last went to the police station... Then, if we calculate the time, it would not be rare for Zhong Wenqing to die.

Zhou Ping asked: "When?"

The captain said: "Just now, she died before she could be sent to the hospital. The forensic doctor performed an autopsy on her. Her internal organs... were completely rotten."

He and the director are now having a headache, how to announce Zhong Wenqing's death.

Although there were preparations before, it's really hard to say this death.

Suicide out of fear of crime, bullshit, what is their police station, can they let you die casually?

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