Can You Love Me?

Shen Ce had nothing to say. They tried to achieve a psychological breakthrough on Xin Ai and made her stay alone in a narrow and dark interrogation room for a long time. At night, there was not even a bed to sleep on. This was indeed very tiring.

For a girl, it should be very uncomfortable.

Shen Ce indeed didn't take care of Xin Ai at all.

"Sorry, we are just following the normal interrogation procedures."

Jian Zechuan sneered, "Normal interrogation process? Excuse me, have you found anything?"

Shen Ce and everyone else turned pale. If they were found out, they would be more confident, but there was nothing. Not only did they want to let him go, but they also seemed very unreasonable.

It was as if they had wronged someone, but they all felt that the woman who went to see Zhao Tiande that night was Xin Ai, but they just suffered from the lack of direct evidence.

Jian Zechuan said to the director: "I hope you will give me a reasonable answer for this matter, otherwise..."

He didn't say anything after that, but just laughed lightly, calmly and gently, which made everyone feel as if their necks were stuck at that moment.

Xin Ai tugged at his sleeves and said softly: "Go home, I'm so sleepy... I didn't sleep all night."

Jian Zechuan held Xin Ai's hand, and after holding it, he realized that her hand was very cold, as if she had an ice pimple in her hand.

The anger in his heart was even greater, but seeing Xin Ai's weakness as if he could no longer hold on any moment, he suppressed his anger for the time being.

"Let's go."

"Wait a minute..." Xin Ai turned around and looked at Shen Ce quietly: "Please, give me my phone back."

If you are summoned by the police, your belongings will naturally be seized by them.

Xin Ai is usually quite cautious, especially after Zhao Tiande died. Li Anhe had already told her to clear everything in her phone, so the police did not find any useful clues.

Shen Ce watched Xin Ai leaning in Jian Zechuan's arms, being hugged by her and leaving. After walking a few steps, probably dissatisfied with her walking slowly, Jian Zechuan picked her up and strode out of the police station.

A policeman asked: "The chief just let him go?"

The director glared at him: "What else do you want? Jian Zechuan has come to pick him up personally. Are you waiting to cause trouble if you don't let him go?"

"I think... this is enough to offend you."

The director sighed: "Yes, I'm offended..."

His voice suddenly became louder, and he pointed at them and said, "So, each of you must work harder and solve the case quickly. And why is there still no progress in the case of Xin Ai's sister's disappearance?"

Everyone immediately shut up and did not dare to speak again.

"Starting from today, everyone will work overtime for me..."

…

In the car, Jian Zechuan asked Jian Si to raise the temperature inside the car.

Xin Ai's body was too cold, which reminded Jian Zechuan of that night in Feicui Alley, when she fell to the ground, soaked to the skin, and ice-cold without any warmth.

Jian Zechuan originally planned to take Xin Ai out and leave her alone. After all, she did it herself.

She actually dared to contact that old pervert Zhao Tiande behind his back. She really wasn't afraid that she would be ruined. Was she really planning to bury herself in it for her sister who would probably never be found again?

Jian Zechuan learned that Xin Ai was taken away by the police yesterday, and he seems to be very calm until now. At least in the eyes of outsiders, this incident did not affect him much. He handled his work in an orderly manner and did not get angry randomly.

But he knew in his heart that he really wanted to strangle Xin Ai to death.

He really felt that if Xin Ai died one day, there would be no doubt that he would be killed by stupidity.

but……

All the anger was extinguished little by little after seeing Xin Ai's weak and pale face and touching her cold hands.

His hand touched Xin Ai's forehead, and it finally felt warm: "Are you hungry?"

He knew the current interrogation methods of the police. They did not use torture to extract confessions, but they were very good at trying to torture people.

Xin Ai felt so weak that her muscles and bones had been cramped. She leaned on his arms with all her strength and burrowed into his clothes. Her eyelids were already fighting: "Well, I'm hungry... I don't want to eat, I just want to sleep..."

Jian Si gritted his teeth and thought bitterly, those police officers had enough. This case was obviously framed. Instead of thinking about how to catch the real culprit, they used all their methods on Xin Ai.

Look at that little white face. I don’t know how many groups of interrogators were there last night. It was so hard that I couldn’t sleep.

Xin Ai murmured: "Jian Zechuan, I didn't kill anyone...I really didn't...do you...believe me?"

As she spoke, she lost her voice, put her face against his heart, and closed her eyes.

Jian Zechuan brushed his hand through her long hair and looked down to see the light blue in her eyes, "You have the heart, but you don't have the courage."

Xin Ai couldn't see through Jian Zechuan, but he could see her clearly.

He knew everything she was hiding in her heart, thinking about, and planning.

Jian Si whispered: "It seems that he is really sleepy. He probably didn't rest all night. Should we... let this go?"

He was quite angry. Although the little girl Xin Ai didn't punish him less, she still called him Fourth Brother so many times.

Jian Zechuan frowned and said, "It's time for her to have a long memory."

He can still protect her now, but what about in the future?

Their relationship will end sooner or later.

Even now, Jian Zechuan admits that his mentality towards Xin Ai has changed somewhat, but he always knows what he is doing.

Their relationship won't last long.

It won't be long before he gets tired of it, and by then, Xin Ai will be stripped from his life.

…

Xin Ai woke up from hunger. When she opened her eyes, she was stunned when she saw that the sky outside the window was already dark.

For a moment, I couldn't tell whether I was dreaming or awake.

"woke up?"

A cold voice suddenly broke the silence in the room. Xin Ai twisted his stiff neck and looked around, only to see Jian Zechuan sitting there, wearing a pair of silver-rimmed glasses, elegant and handsome, wearing a smoky gray casual shirt, slender Her fingers are typing on the keyboard, her perfect and delicate profile is as beautiful as a painting that is frozen in time and will never fade away. It can make people's hearts beat whenever they look at it.

That scene fell in Xin Ai's heart, as if he was in high school, after running 3,000 meters in the school sports meeting. He was sweating like rain, his legs were like lead, and his heart was uncontrollable and wanted to jump out of his mouth. Watching him continue Can't even take a step.

Xin Ai stared at him for a long time, until Jian Zechuan raised his head, until she met his cold eyes.

Xin Ai shuddered and woke up.

At this moment, she seemed to have really woken up from her sleep. She slowly sat up from the bed. She didn't dare to look at him and deliberately looked out the window: "It's dark. I slept for so long?"

Xin Ai remembered that she fell asleep not long after getting in the car.

At that time, it must have been just after 8 o'clock.

Jian Zechuan closed the computer: "Are you hungry?"