All The Male Leads Have Blackened

Jiang Yeqing came to the company early in the morning, but didn't get out of the office much. They didn't come out for lunch, and they didn't think anything was wrong. After all, I am busy now, and I am definitely racing against time.

She finally appeared in the corridor at 3:16 pm. There is a corner in front, and the bathroom is next to it. There are two suspiciously dressed people appearing in the monitor, disguised as disguise, especially weird. After Jiang Yeqing entered the bathroom, the difference was less than ten minutes.

There are only a few people in this building except the designers in this floor.

Cross-examinations did not recognize them.

Jiang Yeqing died this afternoon, only to find out just after work. The bathroom had windows open, and the cleaners sprayed a lot of air fresheners early in the morning. Even if the air was smelly of blood, it was only minimal.

Cen Simiao frowned and felt uncomfortable. When she went to the bathroom, Jiang Yeqing had already swallowed and thought of scalp tingling.

She reached out to drag Lin Siyin, he glanced impatiently, and Cen Smiao rushed over and whispered, "You hug me, I'm afraid."

Lin Si narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hands to arrange the neckline, and thought slowly, he could not see the kind of beast when he mingled with Cen Simiao before.

Cen Simiao stared at him.

Lins leaned forward, her warm breath fell on her face, a little itchy, and the words spoke sarcastically: "Are you scared? You didn't stop me just now, you rushed in already. Now say scared, you give Who sees? "

She frowned slightly: "Here you are, don't you like to watch?"

He pursed his lips and glanced at him indifferently, and Cen Simiao asked for nothing and turned to leave. Within two steps, she turned around, Lins turned her back on her and smoked against the wall.

Cen Simiao sighed.

After calling the police, Cen Simiao sat on the side and was questioned. She answered truthfully. The police officer looked at the transcript and frowned, and looked at Cen Simiao unwillingly.

Her lips were whitish, and her face was not too bad, but her expression was dignified and her eyes showed fear. Hold the water cup on the table, hold your hands warm, lower your head and take a sip, and your heartbeat will be gentler.

The transcript was written by a male police officer. His two eyebrows were very dark, his nose was tall, his eyes were sharp, as if he could see the bones of a person. He continued to turn on the recorder: "I'll confirm it again. Did you notice anything abnormal when you went to the bathroom?"

Cen Simiao nodded her lips wet with water and said no. Then he frowned, and remembered something again: "Yes, the previous follow-up case Jiang Yeqing said that no one was seen, it was because of the curtain ..."

After receiving the confirmed answer, the police officer seemed a little annoyed, and his frown became more and more fierce, without waiting for Cen Simiao to finish: "I know, Mr. Lin Siyin said just now."

Cen Simiao frowned, remembering that he was also a witness at the scene, and it was estimated that he was being questioned at the same time.

The police officer stood up and was about to leave. He took a few steps, suddenly stopped, and turned around. Cen Simiao looked at him in surprise: "Is there anything else to ask?"

The police officer reminded: "If you notice any abnormalities, please contact us as soon as possible."

Cen Simao just nodded and said yes, suddenly heard the loud shout outside, still the voice of Yang Nuocong, the police officer responded quickly and ran out, Cen Simiao followed behind.

As soon as I saw Yang Nuo slamming together with Dong Ziluo, Yang Nuo shouted from his mouth, and the police officer frowned, stopping the two.

Yang Nuo had finished his transcript and returned to the rest room. His face was pale and he was disgusting. But now Dong Ziluo passed by her, tearing a packet of pickled pepper claws, and the taste came.

She "chuckled" from the sofa, her body tense, her emotions not yet relieved, her tension high, and her voice trembling: "You threw this thing for me."

Dong Ziluo glanced at her, silent, and bite the pickle of pepper and phoenix to continue eating. The sound of plastic packaging was particularly harsh at Yang Nuo.

She rushed up and threw the pickle phoenix claws on the ground, her brows frowning, her chest undulating.

Dong Ziluo is okay with her at times, and sometimes makes a boring kid, even if Yang Nuo sometimes speaks a little too much, but her expressions are kind, and she is used to soft-spoken coquettish, Dong Ziluo also smiles and does not speak. .

This time Yang Nuo erupted after being stimulated, shouting at Dong Ziluo and throwing his usual unpleasant anger on him.

Dong Ziluo was uncharacteristically somber and had a somber face. The other day, he was sulking his design drafts. His eyes were blue and his face was dark. It looked particularly scary at the moment.

She squeezed her lips tightly, her arms raised, and slapped her hard.

Yang Nuo suddenly fell to the ground, his eyes darkened, and after soothing, he just felt the hot pain on his cheeks, tears came out instantly, his throat choked, and he looked at Dong Ziluo, still standing still, gritting his teeth to look at her.

Yang Nuo swears from his mouth.

After persuading them to stop, Yang Nuo was still excited, his eyes widened and full of panic. The police officer asked her to take her away first, then put on gloves, and walked into Jiang Yeqing's workshop to check.

Cen Simiao glanced at Dong Ziluo, his expression was ruthless, apparently he had not recovered from the fight just now. She rubbed her forehead and felt that the water was getting muddy.

He lifted his feet and was ready to leave, but he heard: "This kind of woman, if she has the right path, she has to go to a man."

Cen Simiao paused and turned back: "Who did she find?"

Dong Ziluo didn't expect her to stubble. She looked cold and snorted and said, "Look at her like that, holding the mobile phone every day, and not drawing, I just haven't seen what the boyfriend in her mouth looks like, it's the primary three. Make a pie. "

Without waiting for Cen Simiao to speak, he glanced at the time and immediately turned back to the workplace.

She shook her head and held the doorknob back to the workplace. It is estimated that it will take some time to understand the case. She will go back tonight, and it is estimated that she will wait until midnight.

Picking up the phone, Lins's dialog box did not move in the message list. She nodded, and turned up, all of them were tired and embarrassed.

Recently she was all singing a solo show.

All kinds of coaxing.

Fortunately, he did not pull black.

Cen Simiao narrowed his eyes and called him over, not surprisingly he didn't answer.

Lins was particularly angry, and her irritability was suppressed a lot. I don't know how many cigarettes I have smoked these days, and my mouth is always smoky.

As soon as Cen Simiao appeared in front of him, Lin Siyin was unhappy. Unlike when Cen Simiao was tired and weak when she first met her, he could not wait to tear her up.

I hate her especially.

Lin Si cited these days as not holding back and asked someone to investigate what happened before Cen Simiao and Lin Ge. When they heard that the relationship between them was so good, their teeth were about to break.

Even the breakup brought up by Lin Ge, Cen Simiao begged hard, tears kept flowing, and she also cut her wrist and committed suicide.

Lin Si clenched his fists, resisting the urge to choke Cen Simiao. No wonder you do n’t take off your bracelet while taking a bath. How so unpromising, he dragged in front of him like two to five thousand or eighty thousand, committed suicide for a man, the **** brain was sick.

My heart was sullen, as if it was about to explode. When thinking that Cen Simao might be awkward with Lin Ge, and wanted to deliberately die to save Lin Ge's heart, he came to him, and Lin Si turned black, just like killing.

The police officer questioned him several times because he wanted to eat people.

He was impatient, but he also cooperated earnestly. When he was left alone in the office, Cen Simiao called and snorted and set aside.

He didn't call again afterwards, he opened his eyes wide to see if the phone was out of power.

For the past two days, Cen Simiao went to the company as usual, Dong Ziluo did the same, and the person who picked up Meng Lin became Meng Jun. Lingo knew he had run there. Yang Nuo was particularly anxious, and he eagerly ran out without waiting.

Everyone died in the company, and everyone became somewhat depressed. Meng Lin bought a box of chocolates and held them in her arms. Upon seeing it, Yang Nuo snorted, "I am so big-hearted that I can still eat snacks now."

Meng Lin did not quarrel with her unexpectedly, glanced coldly, looked at the chocolate again, and bent her lips slightly.

The phone rang, connected, and shouted dear.

Needless to say, there must be Lingo over there.

Yang Nuo folded from two legs together, stretched out slightly, looking thin and straight. With her head down, her eyes narrowed, a little sneer was drawn, and she fiddled with her phone.

Lin Ge didn't show up during this time, Meng Lin was particularly dissatisfied, and Jiao noisy several times. At first Lin Ge was particularly patient, but later he didn't know what happened, and his face was somber and terrible.

Meng Lin wanted to continue the trouble, but was overwhelmed by his momentum and could not say a word for a long time. With a stiff expression in her heart, she picked up the red wine on the table and put it in Lingo's hand. He lowered his head and his eyelashes trembled.

Meng Lin snorted coldly and patted his arm. The wine glass swayed, and the red wine inside was spilled on the shirt, and the white cuffs were stained red.

She didn't look over her head, her eyes chilled: "I can't hold even a glass of wine.

Immediately, he stood up and was about to run away, but Lin Ge didn't respond, and kept his head silent. She frowned and yelled at him a few times. Lin Ge's arm holding the wine glass was tense and stiff.

Staring closely at the red wine stain on the cuff, he rubbed it hard, the material was about to wear out, and the sound of friction made Meng Lin's head almost explode.

She smashed the bag on the ground, reached out to catch Lingo, and went crazy: "What do you think of me!"

Lin Ge stopped his movements and slowly raised his head, his eyes looked as if the snow and ice in the winter and winter were extremely cold, the corners of his mouth were pressed down, his eyes were dark and covered with a shadow.

Spit out a word: "Get out."

Meng Lin was frightened by his appearance. She trembled and never looked back. Her eyelashes trembled and she just wanted to speak, but he slapped him hard and pushed her away. Lingo strode to the bathroom. .

The faucet cracked, the water was cold and cold, and he put the cuffs underneath, and the red wine stain was still not light. Lin Ge frowned, shook his body, took off his clothes, and tore it severely. Fall off.

Until the tossing has no strength, panting heavily, looking up suddenly.

The man in the mirror ducked his eyes, his face was pale, his jaw was tight, and he could not wait to shrink his neck, his expression panicked,

Lin Ge froze.

After this quarrel, Meng Lin didn't take it easy. After Jiang Yeqing died, there was a little smile on her face, but now she disappeared.

But instead of telling Lin Ge to break up, he became more considerate and gentle around him, and no longer had emotions. Lin Ge was cold, no matter what she said, he was absent-minded.

Until a rare gift of a box of chocolates, Meng Lin would have watched it if it had been placed before. She has been left out for a long time, and she is particularly content.

Hold the phone and say he's fine.

Cen Simiao is a little bit tricky. Looking at her chats with Lin Siyin, she feels that it is not the way to coax.

A message came from the police when he was about to move.

They found Cen Simiao's design draft from Jiang Yeqing's workshop.

It really makes people fall through their glasses. Jiang Yeqing's talents are first-rate, there is no disapproval among the newcomers, and he actually did such a thing.

The police officer informed Jiang Yeqing's family, and later learned that her family was poor. She divorced from her parents, and her mother brought her up. Jiang Yeqing had a high spirit and devoted her studies. In addition to her talent, she stood out among the newcomers in this industry.

But she was most afraid of failure, because she had a reputation, and if something went wrong, there would be nothing different. Like a bunch of worthless newcomers.

It's hard to be early.

The police officer knew that Meng Lin's design draft was also lost, and searched it again, but could not find it.

The two methods of stealing things are different, and it is estimated that they were not done by the same person. Cen Simiao stared at the design draft, and Meng Lin began to sneer: "Who followed me at the time? It was her who had been around for a long time and didn't know what to think."

Cen Simiao narrowed her eyes.

No, Jiang Yeqing is definitely not the person who followed her. If Jiang Yeqing knew the identity of the Tatars, he could threaten the Tatars and steal her design drafts.

Because when the follow-up happened, Jiang Yeqing was not known.

Cen Simiao was talking to the police officer, and suddenly heard the footsteps sounding at the door. He turned around and saw that Lin Ge rarely appeared in this floor. His face had less flesh, and the corners of his lips were smiling as usual. Suddenly, his eyes were surprised.

Then he pulled his lips, his eyelashes fluttered, and he looked at Meng Lin.

Just after work, let her pack up and pick her up. The police officer still had to understand the situation. Meng Lin could not leave for a while, Lin Ge frowned, said something good, and then turned to leave.

The police officer's eyes were sharp, holding a recording pen in his hand, and seeing his stride, he stared at the back and said, "You also stay, I have something to ask."

Lin Ge turned around instantly, feeling a little emotional: "I'm not on this floor, ask me what?"

The police officer was unusually calm: "The afternoon that Jiang Yeqing died, you were in the company until we came over."

Ringo rolled his throat and sneered, "Yes, so you have already interrogated that day, what else to ask."

The two eyes collided, the police officer stared at him, Lin Ge clenched his fists, his eyelashes couldn't help trembling, and he looked away.

Everyone asked them one by one, and this time there was a flaw. From about 3:30 in the afternoon, Yang Nuo had no proof of presence and disappeared from the surveillance.

The police officer asked her directly what was going on.

Yang Nuo raised a brow and picked up the water on the table, which had become cold and drank a bit cold in his mouth. After moisturizing his lips, the irritability disappeared for many days, his eyes were bent, and his smile was like a rose.

"Where else, of course, in the workplace." The voice was sweet.

As soon as the words came out, Cen Simiao froze, especially doubting this sentence. Yang Nuo belongs to someone who can lie in the rest room for a lifetime and cannot stay in the work room for a second.

Yang Nuo fluttered in a sentence, tickling the heart, but the police officer did not eat this. With a serious expression: "Please cooperate well in handling the case. Dong Ziluo knocked at your door and you did not respond."

Yang Nuo frowned instantly, looking at Dong Ziluo, frowning impatiently, and staring at his door. She was very angry: "What do you mean, just because I quarreled with you, you just framed me!"

Dong Ziluo glanced at her: "I was looking for you to tell you that your phone was on the sofa."

But no one should.

Yang Nuo's expression turned ugly. He looked at Meng Lin and Lin Ge. They were sitting together. Meng Lin's hand was holding him, and she looked particularly close. Scanning Cen Simiao again, she noticed Yang Nuocon's gaze and raised her eyes to respond.

Yang Nuo opened his mouth, but was suddenly interrupted by Lin Ge's light cough.

She lowered her head.

When the police officer didn't ask anything, he wasn't in a hurry, put away the recording pen, got up from the sofa, took out the search warrant, and swept across the expression of everyone present: "Let's start searching the house."

Yang Nuo clenched his palms.

After a long time, Meng Lin's design draft was searched out from the desk drawer in her workshop.

Since people in the company have to check in and out after the loss of design drafts, these drafts cannot be taken out. The preservation of the photo will destroy the proportion of the design draft, and can only be set aside and draw inspiration little by little.

The police officer put something in front of her, her voice cold: "Ms. Yang, let's talk about how you got it."

Yang Nuo turned pale.

Meng Lin wanted to pounce on her long ago, but was dragged by Lin Ge and couldn't move. Her face was dark, but Yang Nuo never spoke. Meng Lin was anxious: "It's shameless. It was the first thing you called a thief. Huan, I didn't expect the thief to shout to catch the thief. "

"Really cheap."

Yang Nuo suddenly looked at her, his eyes were cold, and he raised his chin: "I can get this, but thanks to the key your boyfriend gave me."

Meng Lin froze.

Seeing her expression, Yang Nuo was pleased in her heart, her lips were bent, and she looked at Lin Ge: "Where was I when I was more than three o'clock, you know this better than me."

The tone is particularly ambiguous, like a hooker.

Meng Lin's mind was as if she had been stunned. She turned back, grabbed Lin Ge, widened her eyes, and her voice trembled: "What's going on, what does she mean?"

Lin Ge's face was gloomy and there was no snoring.

Yang Nuo laughed softly: "At the time you were not happy with him, he turned around and took me to the men's restroom, holding me tightly in the cubicle, like a wolf, can't wait to eat me."

Another frown, what seemed to come to mind: "By the way, I went back when I finished, Lingo, it took you a long time to get to the rest room."

Looking up at him: "Did you ring your phone when I looked down on the clothes you were stripped of?"