Reborn as the group's favorite, becoming the favorite of the rich boss

Song Zhiyu was in no mood to talk about this now. He looked at Qiu Lixin seriously and said, "Teacher Qiu, what's going on?"

Qiu Lixin looked at Song Zhiyu standing in front of him and Ji Shiping standing behind him. He was very familiar with the latter, or rather, everyone in Yuncheng knew him - the chief of the Yuncheng Police Department.

"We have checked the surveillance footage and Jiang Qie has not returned to school."

Song Zhiyu's face looked very bad at this moment. He usually paid the most attention to his image, but now he was so anxious that even the hair on his forehead was a little messy.

It was also the first time that Ji Shiping saw Song Zhiyu like this. He patted him on the shoulder and said, "I have called the people in the bureau and asked them to go to the Lin family. No one went there."

"Which way is the place where you are going to eat?" Song Zhiyu looked at Chen Yuanyuan and asked, and everyone turned their eyes to her.

Jiang Qie didn't expect that this big and strong man would be afraid of mice.

The man who had just threatened actually stepped back when he saw the rat at his feet and hit the rat with the stick in his hand, "Damn, dead rat!"

The other two men were frightened by his action of beating the rat and were distracted. Jiang Qie smiled and seized the opportunity. He grabbed the stick of one of the men with one hand and swung the stick with the other hand. The man was not prepared and subconsciously loosened his hand to avoid the stick. Jiang Qie directly gathered strength and used his knee to kick him. Jiang Qie was very ruthless in this kick. The man stepped back a few steps in pain. The other man reacted and no longer cared about the companion who was afraid of rats. Because his stick was in Jiang Qie's hand, Jiang Qie soon gained the upper hand.

Song Zhiyu and others followed Chen Yuanyuan. When they reached the alley at the corner, Song Zhiyu suddenly stopped and looked at the alley. Everyone also stopped and looked into the alley along his gaze. It was a very deep alley with few lights. It was already past seven o'clock, and the alley seemed even darker.

But Song Zhiyu heard it, it was the sound of fighting!

Song Zhiyu's eyes narrowed and he ran into the alley.

Jiang Qie looked at the three people groaning on the ground and let out a breath, but still held the stick tightly in his hand. It was a habit. The crisis had not been completely resolved and he could not drop the weapon.

He picked up the phone beside him and was about to call the police when he heard hurried footsteps coming from the entrance of the alley and immediately became alert.

Song Zhiyu maintained his last bit of rationality and calmness. He was afraid, afraid of seeing the thing he least wanted to see happen. When he vaguely saw a person standing not far away, he looked thin and holding something like a stick in his hand, and there were three people lying on the ground.

The groaning sound reached everyone's ears, and as they got closer, they finally saw the situation clearly.

"Aqie." Song Zhiyu called softly, his eyes scanning her body up and down, but when he saw the vigilance and precautions in the girl's eyes, Song Zhiyu could no longer bear it and went forward to hug the girl.

Before Jiang Qie could calm down from the situation just now, she felt that she fell into a warm and familiar embrace. The familiar and pleasant smell filled Jiang Qie's nose, and she could hear the other person's strong heartbeat and the call in her ears over and over again. Jiang Qie finally calmed down slowly.

"Clang" the stick in his hand fell to the ground because of exhaustion. His nerves were finally no longer tense, and his relaxed body could clearly feel the pain in his shoulder. Jiang Qi buried his face in Song Zhiyu's arms, grabbed his collar with both hands, and murmured softly: "Song Zhiyu."

"I'm here." Jiang Qie called his name several times, and the man answered without getting tired. Song Zhiyu held Jiang Qie's head tightly. No one knew how uncomfortable she felt when she saw Jiang Qie on guard.

The people behind them looked at the two people hugging each other and felt indescribable pain in their hearts.

After hugging for a while, Song Zhiyu was sure that Jiang Qie had been comforted by him, and then he looked down at the three people groaning on the ground. Although his face was expressionless, his eyes were so calm that they made people feel scared.

"Uncle Ji, take them back and interrogate them thoroughly. Don't let any of them go." Ji Shiping and Xie Xianqing looked at each other. It seemed that some people thought their lives were too short.

"Ah Qie!" Chen Yuanyuan's face was red, her heart was filled with guilt and self-blame, she choked and said, "It's all my fault. If we hadn't left first, you wouldn't have gotten into trouble."

Jiang Qie curled his lips and said, "Stupid, whether you are here or not, these people will come to me. It's only a matter of time."

After the three were taken away by the police car, Song Zhiyu came to Jiang Qie and was about to ask her if she wanted to go home first, but she saw that the girl looked pale and had so much cold sweat on her forehead in this weather. Looking down, Song Zhiyu saw that Jiang Qie's right hand was shaking.

Song Zhiyu's face changed and he shouted, "Xie Xianqing, car keys!"

"What's wrong?" Xie Xianqing handed over the key and was about to ask what was going on. He also noticed that something was wrong with Jiang Qie, so he quickly said, "I'll drive."

In this way, the three of them got into the car in a hurry.

Chen Yuanyuan and Qiu Lixin looked at the car going away, their eyes full of worry. Qiu Lixin didn't expect that his students would be attacked near the school.

Jiang Qie was lying on the hospital bed, already asleep. This was the second time Song Zhiyu saw her lying quietly on the bed. Xie Xianqing pushed the door open quietly, and saw his good brother standing there motionless. He sighed in his heart, walked up and patted his shoulder gently: "This is the film, the doctor said the situation is not bad, if he had been a little harder, it might be a fracture."

"Yeah." Song Zhiyu replied indifferently.

"Uncle Ji just called. We will conduct the trial tonight and let us know the result. But Uncle Ji told me that the three men were seriously injured. Sister Jiang Qie is quite skilled. She actually knocked down three big and strong men."

Song Zhiyu was silent. Of course, he was good at fighting. Otherwise, how could little Jiang Qie protect himself, protect his grandfather, and carry the family? But Song Zhiyu couldn't stop feeling distressed. There was no surveillance in the alley. How did Jiang Qie avoid the siege of three people and successfully counterattack? No one knew.

"Who do you think would be so cruel? Sister Jiang Qie is either studying or reading every day, who could she offend?"

Song Zhiyu didn't think so. He knew Jiang Qie already knew who it was. Just now in the car, Jiang Qie told her that although these people were ruthless, their target was her hand.

"Hand? What would happen if I injured her hand? This is too confusing." Xie Xianqing put the report in his hand aside, saying puzzledly.

At this moment, Xie Xianqing's cell phone vibrated.

After answering the phone and listening to what the person on the other end said, Xie Xianqing looked at Song Zhiyu with a gloomy expression, "Three people confessed, without any hesitation, they just said it was the Lin family."