Underworld Chat Group: My Hubby is King Hades Chapter 380: 380: Does your stomach feel better?

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In the dark night, Wang Qichao's eyes were still so bright, he looked at Ning Huanxin, his eyes were full of scrutiny.

Ning Huanxin just smiled faintly at Wang Qichao, turned around from the gate to the stairwell, and walked downstairs step by step.

"DaDaDa"

Hearing the footsteps of Ning Huanxin going downstairs, Wang Qichao couldn't help taking a deep look at the rooftop again, then closed the iron gate and walked right after Ning Huanxin.

When he reached the corner of the stairs on the fourth floor, Wang Qichao suddenly caught up with Ning Huanxin's footsteps and asked lowly.

"Who were you talking to just now?"

"Huh?"

Hearing Wang Qichao’s question, Ning Huanxin turned his head and glanced at him, then blinked lightly, and then said calmly: "I just spoke with my friend on WeChat. Officer Wang can hear this. Aren’t I locked up on the rooftop? I’m very scared, but my mobile phone hasn’t gotten a signal yet, so I can’t make calls. Fortunately, there is still internet, I’m about to call someone to call the police! I didn’t expect the police uncle to suddenly drop from the sky. Now, hahaha."

Wang Qichao:......

Edit, you will continue.

You really deserve to be an actor, this acting skill, we were almost fooled by you.

Wang Qichao looked at Ning Huanxin quietly, without speaking, just looking at her all the time.

The small eyes are just awe-inspiring, as if it comes with eight characters-confession is lenient, resistance is strict.

But who is Ning Huanxin?

We haven't done anything wrong, and we are not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door.

Just...

Ning Huanxin is a bit regretful. She still had the opportunity to ask more questions. Maybe she could ask about Shi Qiu and Zhi Lin's sister-in-law.

As a result, Wang Qichao suddenly appeared and interrupted the conversation between her and A Lang.

It seems that I can only find opportunities to come here in the future, and Ning Huanxin also realized that Officer Wang was very suspicious of him.

You don’t send someone to follow you or something, do you?

…………

Walking to the lobby on the first floor of the hospital, Ning Huan walked towards the door without hesitation. Seeing Ning Huanxin's intentions, Wang Qichao on the side couldn't help but follow her.

"Does your stomach feel better?"

Ning Huanxin:...

Uncle, you did it on purpose.

"I just took some medicine at the window on the first floor and already took it, and I am much better now."

Ning Huan's cheeks are not red and not beating. You can lie to me if you have the ability!

The two walked out of the hospital together. At this moment, a 120 ambulance was rushing in. The emergency doctors and nurses in the car hurriedly lifted a person down, a **** smell, and rushed toward each other.

The people on the stretcher looked miserable.

"Hey."

Wang Qichao aside suddenly sighed.

He walked aside and lit a cigarette: "The young young man now doesn't cherish his life too much! He commits suicide at every turn, and drinks and drives at every turn."

That person...

Ning Huanxin listened to Wang Qichao's words and couldn't help turning his head to look at the man who had just been carried in. The **** smell was really mixed with a touch of alcohol.

Wang Qichao's eyes and observation ability are very strong.

It's worthy of being an experienced old detective.

When Ning Huanxin turned her head back again, she only saw the fireworks extinguished.

Wang Qichao took a few puffs of cigarettes and felt Ning Huan’s heart watching him. He couldn’t help but smiled: “Ms. Ning, this life is impermanent. You must cherish what should be cherished. Our criminal police often deal with crimes and crimes. Dealing with death, perhaps in your opinion, we are very accustomed and numb, in fact...every time I see a dead person, I also feel sick."

Various methods of death, various murder scenes.

They also feel tired, scared, and even have nightmares.

But, there is no way, who makes them the detectives?

"The duty of the criminal police is to ask for an explanation for the dead, for the victim, and restore the truth of the matter."