The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset Chapter 237

Chapter 237 Red Snow (one more)

Liang Xiaohong had a ghostly expression on her face, "Why are you called Ye Zhen? Is she really back?"

Xue An's eyes fell on Ye Zhen's face, and Ye Zhen glared back without showing any signs of fear.

She died in her sleep. She thought she had a nightmare. When she woke up, she became Mingxin.

She didn't understand why she died suddenly. The world accused her of suicide. It was ridiculous. She obviously just slept.

Although there are many unsatisfactory things in life, she is still alive with hope. Even if she is tortured by depression, she never thought of giving up life.

Now a suicide erased the traces of her existence in the world and deprived her of the life she had worked so hard to maintain, while the murderer was still at large, enjoying the world's pursuit.

"Xue An, Liang Yanran just wants to ask you a question, do you really love her?" Ye Zhen said softly, like a fluttering feather.

Xue An did not answer, looking at her deep and strange, as if looking at someone through her.

Being with him for two years, she never looked through the man in front of him. He seemed to be wearing a thick mask. You never know what the expression is behind the mask.

Ye Zhen gave a wry smile, and the person who can strangle her to death, still needs an answer?

"Liang Yanran is just a stand-in, the woman you love is called Ayu..."

The voice fell to the ground, the man who was always gentle and graceful, his eyes suddenly cold, revealing a thick murderous intent, a gap was cracked in the perfect mask.

Ye Zhen took a step backward, shook his head with a wry smile.

Sure enough... before, she only regarded her as auditory hallucinations. She had never thought about it in that way. He pretended to be too good, but the truth was a hundred times more cruel than she had imagined.

Mingjing's fingertips tremble lightly, and his eyes lightly lowered.

Hooked a tick at the corner of his mouth, cool and mocking.

It's ridiculous and ridiculous.

"Liang Yanran?" The man narrowed his eyes lightly, his eyes deep and dangerous.

Didn't Liang Yanran be killed by your own hands? My name is Ye Zhen, and she entrusted me with a dream to seek revenge from you. "Ye Zhen said firmly.

"Ye Zhen?" Xue An hooked his lips. "Coincidence?"

Liang Xiaohong suddenly screamed, staring at Ye Zhen in horror: "Who on earth are you?"

"I said, my name is Ye Zhen, I am avenging Liang Yanran."

"You lie, Liang Yanran is a stage name, and her real name is Ye Zhen." Liang Xiaohong swallowed nervously, and carefully looked at the girl in front of her.

She still looks like a girl, her facial features are not outstanding, she is at best a delicate woman, but she has a mature and charming temperament that does not match her age is the most attractive. At the beginning, this girl was found to follow her sneakily and caught her. After living, the girl didn't speak alive. She was originally not in line with her aesthetics. She could only act as a maid in the beauty-like entertainment industry, but it was her temperament that attracted her at the time, especially her stubborn eyes. She looked like someone so much that she moved her mind to leave the person behind.

Now thinking about it, she suddenly broke into a cold sweat. From the beginning, she came for Liang Yan.

"Really? Maybe because of this, she entrusted me with a dream to prevent the conspiracy of the two of you from succeeding."

"The clearer is clear. Liang Yanran's death has nothing to do with Xue An and me. Even if the police came, I would say the same..."

It was said that Cao Cao would be here. Just as Liang Xiaohong's voice fell, two uniformed policemen opened the door and walked in. They took out their credentials and said blankly: "We are the policemen of the Chao'an District Police Station. Upon receiving the report, Xue Anhe Liang Xiaohong is suspected of deliberate murder. Who are Xue An and Liang Xiaohong?"

The police looked around with majestic eyes, Ye Zhen pointed at Xue An and Liang Xiaohong: "It's them."

The policeman nodded and walked over to Xue An and Liang Xiaohong and said, "Please cooperate with us and follow us to the police station."

At this time, Xue An still looked indifferent, as if he was not accused of murder, but was invited to the police station to drink tea, and said with a smile: "Comrade police, I am a public figure. In order not to cause unnecessary disputes, can I have to wear handcuffs, and then please allow me to wear a hat and a mask."

He was very cultivated in his speech and talk, as if it was too much to refuse his request, the police turned around and asked a young man behind him, not knowing what the two said, then turned his head, the police nodded in agreement.

Considering the other party's influence in society, his proposal is acceptable, not to mention that now it is only a report, and the suspect is summoned according to the process. Without an arrest warrant, the law cannot be violently enforced.

Only when the other party refuses to cooperate, the police can use the privileges. Now the other party is extremely polite, and the police have no reason to embarrass the other party.

Liang Xiaohong was startled for a moment, and shouted: "Xue An, how can you be taken away by the police obediently, if you are photographed by the media, your reputation will be over."

Xue An smiled gently and said: "The clear ones will clear themselves. I believe that the police comrades will return me innocent."

"But..." Liang Xiaohong wanted to say something more, Xue An glanced at her lightly, Liang Xiaohong shrank her neck subconsciously, and swallowed everything back when she wanted to speak.

The two were taken away by the police. Xue An glanced at her with a smile when he passed Mingjing: "Miss Zhu, I have been taught today."

Mingjing didn't look at him, but stared at the ground below her feet, not knowing what she was thinking.

Xue An squinted his eyes and left with the police.

"Zhu Mingjing, you will wait for me." Liang Xiaohong put on a cruel remark, and left unwillingly.

As the reporter, Ming Jing had to go to the police station with the police to make transcripts, and Ye Zhen would also go along. In addition to murder, she would also accuse Liang Xiaohong of kidnapping and abduction... She collected evidence for so long this time. I will never let them go.

Wu Xiaoju and Lan Huixin were taken back as witnesses.

Qu Feitai frowned and glanced at Bai Ziyan. Bai Ziyan said, "Your identity is not convenient for me to intervene. I ask my cousin for help." His aunt's cousin works in the police system.

"Thanks."

Bai Ziyan glanced at him: "You want a face, Ming Jing is my friend, it's your turn to thank you?"

Qu Feitai ignored him and turned around and left.

Bai Ziyan ran to catch up: "Hey...what are you angry with, the guy with the small belly..."

The two walked out of the box and saw the police drag Zhao Heqiang and Mr. Zhou out. Bai Ziyan saw the two go up and one gave him a kick: "Fuck you, whoever dares to move Laozi, I will show you to Yan Wang. "

The police scolded: "What are you doing?"

Beating people in front of the police is absolutely lawless.

Bai Ziyan hummed: "These two people are the dregs of society, they are specializing in cruelty to underage girls. As a good youth in society, shouldn't they punish the wicked and act for the heavens?"

"If you do something bad, you will have a law to punish them and you can't beat people."

Bai Ziyan said immediately: "Uncle police, you are right, then let the law punish them. It's best to sit in prison for a lifetime and don't go out and continue to abuse innocent girls."

Called by a young man who is not much older than himself, the young male policeman's expression is a little unnatural. Although he thinks what he said makes sense, the law has its own set of criteria for judging it, and outsiders cannot tolerate it. judge.

"Sorry, comrade police, for causing you trouble." Qu Feita pulled Bai Ziyan a step back, and the police led away.

Bai Ziyan saw Zhu Xiangxiang who was taken out by the police and sneered: "This is the first few times. There must be a limit to the revenge. Ming Jing is too kind. I let off the person who harmed him again and again. Lord, let's beat up and find teeth first."

Zhu Xiangxiang's face became stiff, and his head was buried deep, afraid to look at Bai Ziyan and Qu Feitai.

Zhu Xiangxiang knew it all when he saw the police rushing in.

Ming Jing is real this time. Although she has let herself go, the law will not let her go.

At this time, she really realized that what she was doing was illegal. If she succeeded, she would not realize that it was a crime, and would only get deeper and deeper until it caused a big mistake.

Mingjing walked out of the Crown Clubhouse and was suddenly stunned.

Snowing.

Snowflakes were blooming, and under the dark sky, it was like a goddess scattered flowers.

She stared at the sky in a daze, and stretched out her palm to pick it up.

Snowflakes are cool, falling on the palm of the white and tender, crystal clear, like crystal.

I can't tell whether her hands are colder or the snowflakes are colder. The snow flakes have not melted in the palm of her hand for a while.

Mingjing puts away the palms, the snowflakes blend into the palms, and the coolness penetrates the heart and lungs through the white horror of the limbs.

I don't know if the wind is colder or the heart is colder.

Xue An looked back at her before getting into the police car.

The young girl stood on the stairs, reaching out to pick up the snowflakes, her brows were gentle and picturesque, and she made an appointment in the misty snowflakes.

She said that the snowflakes are free and clean, floating in the sky and the earth, light and weightless, but they are melted into water, water conservancy and all things without fighting, moisturizing all things, and rushing to the vast ocean.

"Let's settle in Switzerland, where there are snow-capped mountains all year round, and there are free ski resorts. We build a cabin under the snow-capped mountains, raise a few horses, fish and ride horses, life is so happy..."

The woman's gentle and pleasant voice is still in my ears, the snow is not white, it is bright red, it is dyed red by her blood.

At this moment, the appearance of the woman gradually overlapped with the girl in white on the stairs. The girl noticed his gaze and turned her eyes to look over.

Across the snow flakes, he saw the sarcasm and shame in the depths of those eyes.

Xue An was startled, but the next moment, he was pushed into the police car mercilessly by the police.

He hurried to the window of the car. The air-conditioning made a thin layer of mist on the window. The figure of the girl was cut off by the mist, and she was indistinguishable from the shadows. It was like the hazy figure in a dream for more than ten years. .

He raised his sleeve to wipe the fog on the car window. The car started and the girl was gone.

He put his face on the car window like crazy, looking worried and eager.

His sudden behavior scared the policeman. The policeman squeezed his shoulders and said coldly: "Be honest, don't be sloppy."

Xue An laughed loudly. He was cut back by the police with his hands on the seat and his cheeks against the seat, but he didn't care, smiled bitterly, and looked crazy.

"It's her, she's back."

After Ming Jing finished the transcript, the snow had stopped.

She stood under the eaves outside the police station, and between her fingers, the Buddhist beads brushed her white fingertips quickly.

A coat fell on her shoulders to resist the cold wind and bring warmth.

Qu Feitai stared at her fingertips, frowned slightly, he said nothing, silently accompanied by Ming Jing.

"Do you like snow?" Ming Jing asked suddenly, her voice a little bit cooler than the wind of this cold night.

Qu Feitai was startled. Ming Jing seldom spoke to him on the initiative. Hearing her question, Qu Feitai was slightly pleased, and said calmly, "I like the clean freedom of snowflakes, white snow, and silver decoration. Wrapped, as if it can wash away all the dirt in this world."

Ming Jing turned her head and glanced at him. In the night, her eyes were a little blurred and startled.

Qu Feitai's nervous palms were sweating, but he did not dare to turn his head, fearing that he might be exposed accidentally, so he could only try to maintain his cold image.

"Someone once said the same thing."

Qu Feitai wanted to ask who that person was, but he knew it, and he wouldn't say anything if he asked Mingjing.

"Have you seen the red snow?" The girl's voice seemed to be coming from another world, ethereal and ethereal, carrying a coldness like snow.

Red snow?

Qufeitai shook his head: "How come there is red snow?"

Ding Jing curled her lips: "I have seen it before."

(End of this chapter)

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