In the dark night, Wang Qichao's eyes were still so bright, he looked at Ning Huanxin, his eyes were full of scrutiny.

Ning Huanxin just smiled faintly at Wang Qichao, turned around from the gate to the stairwell, and walked downstairs step by step.

"Da da da"

Hearing the footsteps of Ning Huanxin going downstairs, Wang Qichao couldn't help taking a deep look at the rooftop again, then closed the iron gate and followed Ning Huanxin down.

When he reached the corner of the stairs on the fourth floor, Wang Qichao suddenly caught up with Ning Huanxin's footsteps and asked lowly.

"Who were you talking to just now?"

"what?"

Hearing Wang Qichao’s question, Ning Huanxin turned his head and glanced at him, then blinked lightly, and then said calmly: “I just spoke with my friend’s WeChat voice. Officer Wang can hear this? I’m here. Aren’t you locked up on the rooftop? I’m very scared, but my mobile phone hasn’t gotten a signal yet, so I can’t make calls. Fortunately, there is still internet. I’m about to call someone to call the police! I didn’t expect the police uncle to fall from the sky suddenly, ha Haha."

Wang Qichao:...

Edit, you continue.

You really deserve to be an actor. We were almost fooled by you for this acting.

Wang Qichao looked at Ning Huanxin quietly, without speaking, just looking at her all the time.

The small eyes were just awe-inspiring, as if they had eight big characters-confession is lenient and resistance is strict.

But who is Ning Huanxin?

We haven't done anything wrong, and we are not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door.

just……

Ning Huanxin is a bit regretful. She still had the opportunity to ask more questions. Maybe she could ask about Shi Qiu and Zhi Lin's sister-in-law.

As a result, Wang Qichao appeared suddenly and interrupted the conversation between her and A Lang.

It seems that I can only find opportunities to come here in the future, and Ning Huanxin also realized that Officer Wang was suspicious of him.

Wouldn't you send someone to follow you?

…………

Walking to the lobby on the first floor of the hospital, Ning Huanxin walked to the door without hesitation. Seeing Ning Huanxin's intentions, Wang Qichao on the side couldn't help but follow her.

"Does your stomach feel bad?"

Ning Huanxin:...

Uncle, you did it on purpose.

"I just took some medicine at the window on the first floor, and it's better now."

Ning Huan's cheeks are not red and not beating. If you have the ability, you can expose me!

The two walked out of the hospital together. At this moment, a 120 ambulance drove in. The emergency doctors and nurses in the car hurriedly lifted one person down and rushed towards them with a **** smell.

The people on the stretcher looked miserable.

"Hey."

Wang Qichao on the side suddenly sighed.

He stepped aside and lit a cigarette: "You young man now, I don't care about his life! I commit suicide at every turn, and drink and drive at every turn."

That person...

Ning Huanxin listened to Wang Qichao's words and couldn't help turning his head to look at the person who had just been carried in. The **** smell was really mixed with a touch of alcohol.

Wang Qichao's eyes and observation skills are very strong.

It is indeed an experienced old detective.

When Ning Huanxin turned her head back again, she only saw the fireworks extinguished.

Wang Qichao took a few puffs of cigarettes and felt Ning Huan’s heart look at him. He couldn’t help but smiled: “Miss Ning, this life is impermanent. You must cherish what you cherish. Our criminal police often deal with crime and death. Perhaps in your opinion, we are very accustomed and numb. In fact...every time I see a dead person, I also feel sick."

Various methods of death, various murder scenes.

They also feel tired, scared, and even have nightmares.

However, there is no way, who makes them criminal police?

"The duty of the criminal police is to ask for an explanation for the dead, for the victim, and restore the truth of the matter."