Give Me Your Hands and Marry Me

It's been a week since I went to eat at Ji's house last time, and A Miao got a teacher from a prestigious school because of her good performance. She would come to her home every afternoon to help her learn.

As for the matter of Shenxinglang and Ji's family, A Miao didn't ask much, and it didn't matter to her. But she has forgotten that she is tied to the God Star Lang as she is now.

"BOSS." Shen Er came in solemnly.

Shenxinglan raised an eyebrow: "Has Bai Yongwei moved?"

"No." Shenji shook his head. "We have a car missing."

"The car is gone?" Shen Xinglang thought he had heard it wrong, and then remembered how many cars had been parked in the company's underground parking lot.

God Two said, "It's the silver sports car."

Divine Star narrowed his eyes: "The last time the car drove back to Ji's house ..."

"BOOS, will it be Bai Yongwei?"

"Even if it is her, there will be no evidence left." Shen Xinglang knows that woman too well, and if she has no skill, she will not coax Ji Zeming for so many years.

"What was found in the surveillance video."

"Yes, I took a figure and it looks like ..." Shen Er gestured, "It's very thin."

Divine Star's eyes were dimmed and he suddenly asked, "What are the women doing recently?"

"Ms. A Miao is still the same, reviewing every day and listening to the teacher in the afternoon." Shen Er looked at him, "BOSS doesn't mean ..."

"If she wants to go out, let God follow him." God stared his eyes narrowed. "If something happens, he will stay in Africa forever."

As soon as God didn't know that his future had been so speculative, since he was responsible for protecting Amy, his days were beautiful. Stay at home and play games every day, and shamelessly feel comfortable with others.

I didn't take it to heart when I received the call from God II, because A Miao didn't go out at all! He wanted something, but he couldn't stay at home and still have something to do.

Then at noon that day, things really came to the door.

"Is Miss Amy here?"

God looked at the police officer in surprise: "What's the matter with you?"

The police were very kind. They showed their work documents before they said, "Last night, a body was found in the Eastern District and hid in a silver sports car. According to our investigation, the owner of the car was Mr. God."

"Then you can go to the company, we BOSS is not at home."

"But we have witnesses who saw Mr. God's fiancée Miss A Miao there last night."

God gave a sigh: "Impossible!"

The police are also in a difficult position. Whether this kind of rich people have committed a crime or not, they are not easy to handle. But people have to be taken back, and a procedure is still required.

"I know Miss A Miao won't do this kind of thing, so I hope she can come back with us to assist in the investigation." The older policeman sighed. "We are also performing official duties and hope we can cooperate!"

After thinking for a while, I asked them to come forward: "Wait a minute, I'll notify the lady."

After listening to God, A Miao felt like listening to Tian Tianshu. In the living room, the police spoke again and showed her a photo.

"I don't know and haven't seen it." She took it and took a closer look.

When the older policeman couldn't ask anything, he had to say, "We have to bother Ms. A Miao to go to the police station with us, and the witnesses will blindly recognize people."

"I've called the boss, and he'll rush to the police station later." God was afraid of A-miao and comforted her. "Let's go in our own car."

He glanced at the policeman: "OK?"

"Of course you can, of course!"

What the police did not expect was that when they reached the gate of the police station, they were all reporters outside.

"Bring your sunglasses on quickly!" Shen Yizhong Zhongzhi took off his glasses and put them on A Miao. A Miao shouted her name when she saw the reporter tapping the car window.

"God ... God one ... don't drive the door, I don't want to go down."

A Miao was scared. She had never seen such a posture. People outside opened her mouth as if to swallow her.

Soon, a team of policemen ran out to maintain order, while the black Maybach on the other side came slowly.

"Miss, BOSS is here!" As soon as God suddenly beat the chicken blood, he didn't wait for A Miao to react, he already pushed the door and went out.

The arrival of the God Star Lance led the reporters to the past, and God took the opportunity to enter the police station with A Miao. The older police officer took her into a room.

"Relax, the boss will come in immediately." As soon as God sent her in, "We're at the door."

A Miaoyu walked into the room and found that there were already five people in it, including men and women, who were about the same size as her.

"Thank you for standing here." The policeman pointed to the nearest position, and when she stood, she made a gesture at the camera.

There is a mirror in front of her. A Miao has watched TV shows and knows that the mirror is double-sided, and people on the other side can see them. After about five minutes, a policeman came in and asked her to go out.

"God's Star Lance!" She never wished to see this man for such a moment.

Shenxing Lang looked at her and nodded.

"Mr. God ..." The older policeman didn't know what to say.

At this time, A Miao quietly walked to the ears of Shenxing: "I may be framed, and the witnesses must have identified me."

"This police officer, we will not answer any questions until the lawyer comes." Shen Er stopped the police, and A Miao followed Shen Xinglang into a small conference room.

After entering, God pointed the corner of the wall and made a gesture on his ear. A Miao glanced at the camera and blinked, indicating that she understood.

"Scared?" Shenxing Lang picked his corner of his mouth. "Why weren't you scared that whole snow day that day."

A Miao heard her eyes straight.

"You ... what do you mean?" Obviously it was this man who asked himself to do it, but now comes to ask her!

God Star Lian knocked on the table: "It's so miserable that you've been set up, it's certainly not going to be that way, you're right."

"Ah!" A Miao opened her mouth, looked at the camera in the corner, and looked at Shenyi again.

Did n’t you say someone was listening and could n’t speak?

As soon as God understood the meaning of Ah Miao, he blinked hard: I don't know, I can never understand the behavior of BOSS ...

"Your two eyes are cramped?" Shen Xinglan saw A Miao winking at God, squinting at God with the uncomfortableness of her heart. "Go out."

God waved his paw and slipped out of A Miao's reluctant eyes.

"You like him very much." God Star Lang asked suddenly.

A Miao nodded instinctively, "God is very good!"

Only God One can talk and chat with her normally. God Two is wood and will only execute his BOSS commands.

"well……"

A Miao felt that this man seemed to be sick again, and quickly shifted the topic: "What you just mean is what I think?"

"No."

"... how do you know it's not, I haven't said it yet!"

"Because you can't think of what I think of."

This phrase sounds familiar!

A Miao really remembered it. After reacting, he gave the man a stunned glance and was about to speak. There was a knock at the door, and Shen Er pushed it in.

"BOSS, the lawyer is here."

Except for God One and God Two, a man with gold-rimmed glasses came in, and he was followed by the policeman who came back with A Miao, but he didn't look very good-looking ...

"I'm sorry, Mr. God, I just got off the plane, and I'm late!" The man in glasses greeted the star star with special kindness.

God Star nodded and nodded: "Let's get started, ask what you want."

The older policeman sat bitterly and two young policemen sat opposite them.

"According to our investigation, Mr. God's car was stolen three days ago, and according to the records in the surveillance video, it looks like the same person as yesterday's suspect. We ..."

"Police Officer Chen!" The man in the glasses interrupted him. "From a legal point of view, we do not accept any assumptions that seem or may be."

The policeman with the last name Chen pursed his lips and said, "I know, then we will talk about yesterday ’s murder." He looked at A Miao, "the witness just identified you."

"According to his transcript, the deceased drove the stolen car to meet you at the bar last night. I don't know why you quarreled, and then you ran out of the bar and the dead caught up."

The witness said that A Miao and the deceased later quarreled in the car, and then the car drove away. Then at four in the morning, the police noticed that the car was flashing double lights in an alley, so they approached and found the dead.

"The death was caused by a sharp weapon in the chest, and the murder weapon was a medium-sized fruit knife. You found it in the trash bin not far away, and there was the fingerprint of my client."

The man in the glasses flipped through the information in his hand and said with a smile: "It is not surprising that the car in this case had my client's fingerprint because she was my fiancee of the boss and used to ride the car."

"We don't deny the fingerprint on the fruit knife, but ..." The glasses man's eyes were sharp. "Why can you guarantee that if you have fingerprints and witnesses, it means that the person killed me?"

Officer Chen wanted to kneel. In front of him was Deng Jian, a well-known golden-law lawyer, and the lawyer of Shenxinglang.

What is the guarantee? Couldn't a witness have a fingerprint to prove anything?

"If we follow the police's reasoning, then we have the same."

Deng Jian respectfully made a gesture to Shenxing Lang, and Shenxing Lang slowly said, "Last night, the night before, the night before, and the night before, the night before, my fiancee was with me."

"What are you doing?" The little policeman next to him asked blurtly, and was caught by Officer Chen's eyes.

Shen Xinglang glanced at him gently: "What can men and women do all night together." He paused, "Well, if you want fingerprints, we don't have them, but we have some kind of liquid on our bed, it should Count the evidence. "

A Miao has been stunned. She thinks that the Shenxinglang must be possessed by some kind of cosmic monster, or there is no cure for the late stage of neuropathy.

"This ... this ..." The young policeman flushed, wondering how to record the passage.

Deng Jian stared at the police in front of him with an oppressive eye: "That being the case, we both have witnesses and different ... fingerprint categories."

What kind of ghost is the fingerprint category? !! Officer Chen drew his mouth.

"So, can I bail my client now?"