Chapter 1989 I don’t accept it
The last two words were especially heavy when they fell.
She was on the verge of being unbearable.
Nan Jiao chuckled, "Miss Song, you are organized and clear. I admire you. As soon as you entered the police station, any buff was automatically installed on you and you didn't even stutter." No more knots, it’s much better than being unable to make a sound in the live broadcast room with three sticks.”
“Pfft——” Chu Yao couldn’t hold back and laughed. , she quickly covered her mouth, not wanting to spoil the fun of beating someone up at this moment.
Song Yuan's head almost exploded. She was holding on to the armrests of her wheelchair so hard that her slender joints and white bones were clearly defined, as if they were wrapped under a thin layer of skin. The female star managed her figure in a morbid way. Not only was she thin, her hands were only skin and bones, so that the tension in her body made the edges of her face too sharp.
Like a knife.
You can bite yourself back at any time before hurting others.
"Okay..." Before Song Yuan got angry, he suppressed his anger forcibly. Although he wanted to smile, he smiled so hard that he gritted his teeth, "If you are willing to give me some time, why? As for the need to come here, the misunderstanding has been clearly explained, so let’s go back and don’t occupy the police resources. They are very busy.”
She did not give Nan Jiaojiao a chance to speak; He steered the wheelchair and turned to the police officer, "I'm sorry, my friend and I have caused trouble for everyone. That's the way it is. We can resolve it privately, so we won't bother you anymore."
The police officer was not confused. Even though Song Yuan was deliberately going around, he listened to all the important points that should be raised. He did not just listen to Song Yuan's one-sided words, but asked Nan Jiaojiao respectfully: "Where is she?" , Do you have anything to add? Do you still want to call the police and accept Miss Song's private adjustment?"
Nan Jiaojiao sneered, "I don't accept it."
"Jiao. "Jiao!"
Nan Jiaojiao didn't even look at Song Yuan, she just stretched out a hand and made a gesture of covering it up, "Okay, you've said it, it's my turn." She took it. He took out his mobile phone and said, "What a coincidence, I also have a surveillance video of the entire car accident on the cross-sea bridge."
"Really? Let me see."
The police officer stretched out his hand. Just as Nan Jiaojiao was about to hand it over, he saw a figure coming quickly from the corner of his eye, and instinctively turned to the side.
Song Yuan jumped in the air and leaned forward. His skinny body seemed to be pulled forward by the force, and he might fall off the wheelchair at any time.
Chu Yao picked her up by the collar and pulled her back with force.
His back hit the wheelchair, and his neck tightened again. Song Yuan's sick face suddenly turned red from suppressing it. She stared at Nan Jiaojiao's hands, "Where did you get the surveillance from? Is it fake? ”
"By coincidence, I also have a friend who can help me get the surveillance. My friend is better than your friend. He gave me the full version. What are you rushing to grab? Since I took it out, It's just for everyone to see."
"You don't..." Song Yuan subconsciously wanted to order her not to take it out, but she stopped in time, holding her breath tightly, and her smile disappeared, "Jiaojiao, Stop making trouble, do you really think the police will believe you if you just put some surveillance together? I am doing it for your own good, and I am afraid that if you act out of anger, you will regret it later and you will not be able to recover."
" Well, I know, Miss Song is doing it for my own good, but it’s a pity that I appreciate it,” Nan Jiaojiao said in a rebellious manner, “If you insist on snatching it away, is it possible that you have seen it in advance and the complete surveillance cannot be made public?”
(End of this chapter)