Ning City Criminal Police Brigade.
The office was silent and only the sound of page turning and keyboard typing could be heard.
Suddenly, the door was pushed open.
Tang Si walked in looking dignified.
Behind him, several police officers brought a charming woman in.
Suddenly there was such a beautiful woman in the solemn police station, who seemed incompatible with this place.
As soon as she walked in, the air seemed to suddenly turn aromatic with a particular womanly scent.
She kept staring at Tang Si's legs. His black pants wrapped around his straight and powerful legs and he looked exquisite and capable in Martin boots.
She walked in staring at that pair of legs.
"Take her to the interrogation room and interrogate her. I'll be there in a minute." With that, he went straight to the office.
Seeing the pair of legs suddenly disappearing into the opposite door, Song Yi felt her hopes suddenly falling apart and a string broke in her heart.
Here, she was only familiar with Tang Si because she had talked the most to Tang Si.
At least they had talked on the road earlier.
But he suddenly left, and the last straw she was holding onto was gone.
She bit her lips hard.
It's okay. Don't be afraid.
Song Yi, don't be afraid. You're not even afraid of death. Why are you afraid of this?
The more she comforted herself, however, the more she panicked. She couldn't overcome the fear in her heart.
…
The interrogation room.
A cold white light was shining on Song Yi's pretty face. Her fair and tender skin looked even more smooth and tender when illuminated by the light. Her skin was quite good.
Her foxy eyes were now hazy and blurred.
"The victim, Wu Wang."
When she heard the name, Song Yi raised her foxy eyes slightly. She obviously knew this person.
Noticing that, the policeman smiled and continued: "He was 25 years old this year, the only son of the Wu's Corporation's President. He died at two o'clock in the morning today. He died of poisoning in an alley not far from your home. We found your DNA in his nails."
"You attended a banquet yesterday and had a conflict with him. We have reason to suspect—"
"I didn't kill him. What evidence do you have to prove that I killed him?"
Song Yi interrupted him, forcing herself to calm down. Her face was calm and she looked like an icy beauty at the moment.
There was a tremor in her soft and melodic voice which couldn't be discerned unless one listened carefully.
She knew that she could only rely on herself at the moment.
"Do you have an alibi?"
"No."
She slept immediately after being taken home by Li Wen last night and she was alone.
"Miss Song, then you are quite suspicious."
Song Yi frowned, cross, and her beautiful face turned a bit cold. Obviously, she felt very uncomfortable.
"He died of poisoning. Do you have evidence that I poisoned him?" She flashed her clear and cold eyes with a very aggressive beauty.
"If not, please let me go."
She was on the verge of losing control.
If she stayed in this place for a little longer, she would definitely break down.
"Squeak—"
At this time, the door was pushed open.
Tang Si stepped in, his hands in his pockets.
Song Yi stared at him, feeling slightly relieved.
Because he wasn't wearing a police uniform.
The person who had just interrogated her left and Tang Si sat opposite her with only a policeman responsible for recording beside him.
Song Yi stared at Tang Si with shining eyes.
Tang Si seemed to be a little uncomfortable under her gaze. He lowered his eyes and glanced at the records.
"You don't have an alibi and no one can testify for you. So far, you're the most suspicious," he said lightly.
His lazy voice was somewhat cold.