WITP C6 part3
This sounded like a warning, but at the same time, it seemed to be hiding another meaning. Before she had time to think, A Jiang put a towel soaked in medicine over her nose.
When she woke up, He Yan was already in her home. It seemed like one of the countless normal early mornings that she had experienced before, waking up in bed. She was covered with a thin quilt, and the clothes she took off were placed on a chair by the bed. Even the placing of her mobile phone was in alignment of her usual habit of being putting it at a place on the head of the bed.
The sky scenery outside the window was bright, and it looked like it was at least it nine or ten o'clock.
She slowly closed and opened her eyes, repeating to herself again and again that everything that occurred last night was nothing more than a nightmare, but her physical discomfort cruelly reminded her that it was not just a dream. She covered her head with a quilt and tearfully sobbed. She reached out her hand and touched her phone from the bed. There was a missed call from Liang Yuanze. There was also a message: Yan Yan. Please do not anyhow leave your phone around next time. I called but you didn't respond. Also, rest early and do not stay up late.
The time indicated that it was ten thirty last night, when she was in the palm of the devil.
He Yan shook her hand to call Liang Yuanze, but there was only a busy tone. After a moment of being in a state of blank, she sat up from bed forcefully, disregarding the pain of her body, and pulled on her clothes quickly.
The car was parked in the parking space, and in the distance, three or two aunts were playing with their children in the garden of the community. He Yan took a deep breath and tried to calm herself. She drove the car out of the community, and continuously observe cars through the rearview mirror. After she determined that no one was following, she drove her car towards the police station.
"What are you talking about?" The staff in front of her showed a surprised look and asked her: "Don't worry, please calm down and say slowly."
He Yan couldn't calm herself down at all. Since she entered here, she had lost her calmness and rationality.
" Shen Zhi Jie is not dead , he is now called Fu Shen Xing, go and quickly catch him!"
The staff was even more confused. "Who is Shen Zhi Jie? and who is Fu Shen Xing?"
She open half her mouth ready to say something. Yet, she momentarily did not know how to explain the matter clearly. "Sergeant Chen! I'm looking for Officer Chen Jingyan!" she shouted, as if she caught on to a life-saving straw. "He knows what is going on!"
The staff member's expression became a little weird, and he looked at He Yan hesitantly. "Sergeant Chen Jingyan had a car accident a few days ago, and has passed away. A memorial service was held for him in the bureau yesterday."
He Yan froze at once and suspected that she had heard it wrongly.
"What did you say?"
The staff looked at her with some sympathy, got up and poured her a cup of hot water. Then, the staff comforted her: "Ms. He, don't worry, if you have something to say, then say slowly. Even though Officer Chen is gone, we can still help you too."
No... No one can help her!
First of all, her parents suddenly won a travel award and went out to travel. Then Liang Yuanze went abroad for training in a foreign country. She was helpless, and even Officer Chen, whom she thought that she could sought help from, was killed in a car accident.
Are these all coincidences?
How could things be so coincidental?
In a daze, she did not speak, and the staff could not help but ask, "Ms. He , are you okay?"
He Yan looked up and stared blankly at the young police officer in front of her.
Suddenly, the phrase Fu Shenxing said in her mind.
"Don't call the police or you will regret it."
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