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In the police station, Qiao Nian calmly sat on a chair and sent Su Huaiyuan a message saying that he had beaten someone, and asked him to come to the police station to rescue him when he was free.

After sending the message, she didn't read the messages sent to her by Nie Mi and Yuan Yongqin, and casually put the phone on the table.He raised his head, and calmly said to the little policeman in front of him, "Okay, I've finished sending the message, you can ask."

This attitude is not like an active criminal who beats people in the street, he looks like a big boss!

Small piece of police: "..."

This is a difficult matter, and no one wants to get involved. He encountered such a difficult matter not long after he was assigned here. According to the unspoken rules of the workplace, it is natural for him to take the record. Say hello, meaning to write casually, a small matter, try not to make a big deal...

He is not stupid, he can hear the meaning.

After a brief distraction, he held a pen in his hand, pretended to cough twice to cover up his embarrassment, and asked in a warm voice, "Name."

"Didn't you write it in your case?" Qiao Nian's brows were wild, and she leaned on the chair with a calm and arrogant expression, giving people the feeling that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.

"..."

Xiao Pian's mouth twitched. When he came in, he gave the other party a piece of information. The other party was very cooperative, and filled it out with a few strokes. There were names and phone numbers on it. Of course, he saw the name written in a flying style on the case file.

Joe read.

Black letters on a white background, written with great momentum.

He's not just asking routinely according to the process.

"This is our process, please cooperate."

Fortunately, Qiao Nian didn't make things difficult for him. He leaned lazily on the back of the chair, raised his eyelids, his eyes were dark and deep, and replied cooperatively: "Qiao Nian."

"age."

"18."

"Are you still studying?"

The little policeman breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly continued to ask: "Why did you beat someone?"

When they arrived at the scene, Wei Qi had already been beaten to the brink of death, lying on the ground like a dead man, if they hadn't groaned twice, they would have thought Wei Qi had been beaten to death.

And Qiao Nian was standing by the side, showing no sign of running away after beating them, with a calm expression on his face, as if he was waiting for them to come.

Just... very arrogant and crazy!

Qiao Nian's eyes were deep and deep, as if the rough sea was hidden in them and hidden in the dark night. She narrowed her eyes, leaned back on the chair, with her hands hanging by her sides, her face was expressionless, and she said lightly : "There is no reason, probably because I can't stand innocent people being wronged, and the person who should really be responsible seems to have nothing happened. Let him go to the hospital to lie down for a few days with itchy hands."

"..." The little policeman stopped there holding the pen to record, and the ink on the pen tip made an ink blob on the paper. Chirping said: "That... Qiao Nian, we don't have to be so honest!"

Qiao Nian leaned on the chair and understood what he meant, but she didn't take the fact that she hit Wei Qi to heart, she raised her eyelids, the corners of her eyes were perverted, and she still smiled: " Ah. Sorry, I’m used to being honest, so you can write like that.”

Wei Qi is not