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Chapter 440 Trapped in a cage, Zhao Guang is lonely

Less than four hours have passed since Chu Xixi was captured by Wang Zhixing, but to Qi Jiahui, these four hours seemed to have taken him his whole life.

He stood outside the interrogation room and saw Zhao Guang sitting upright inside. His leisurely appearance undoubtedly added a little doubt to Qi Jiahui's heart. At this moment, Qi Jiahui had to admit that he was afraid.

He was afraid that three days was too short, so short that he could not find Chu Xixi; and he was afraid that three days was too long, so long that Wang Zhixing didn't know what method he used to torture Chu Xixi.

Zhao Guang's laid-back attitude made Qi Jiahui very uneasy.

He opened the door and walked in. Zhao Guang raised his head and looked in the direction of the door when he heard the sound of the door opening. After seeing Qi Jiahui, Zhao Guang gave Qi Jiahui a smile with his mouth crooked.

This smile was undoubtedly eye-catching in Qi Jiahui's eyes. He stroked his cuffs, bent down and picked up the chair behind the interrogation table, walked up to Zhao Guang and sat down.

Zhao Guang looked at Qi Jiahui indifferently with a comfortable smile, and Qi Jiahui looked at Zhao Guang expressionlessly, but his eyes looked very violent, which added a little coldness to his peaceful face.

"You know his plan..." Qi Jiahui's voice trembled not easily.

Zhao Guang smiled with the corner of his mouth crooked, and blinked at Qi Jiahui, "What plan? I don't know..."

Qi Jiahui pursed the corners of his mouth, and rationally told him that based on his feelings for Zhao Guang, Zhao Guang was a person who would not lie; but his feelings told him that Zhao Guang was lying, so he tried his best to make Zhao Guang speak up.

Zhao Guang didn't know Qi Jiahui's inner struggle, and Zhao Guang really didn't know Wang Zhixing's plan. Zhao Guang sat here so indifferently out of trust in Wang Zhixing, even though the trust looked so ridiculous.

"I have a hundred ways to get you to speak. For your own good, you can choose to tell me Wang Zhixing's plan safely..." Emotions finally prevailed, and at this moment Qi Jiahui was a little irrational.

Zhao Guang saw the difference in Qi Jiahui at this time, and leaned back on the back of the chair, "You know very well that I don't know his plan, and I am looking forward to your hundred ways..."

Qi Jiahui's eyes flickered, "But you are sitting here very leisurely..."

"That's because I trust him..." Zhao Guang's eyes softened.

Qi Jiahui thought this reason was ridiculous, but he also thought it was very reasonable, "Even if he reported you and sent you to the police station?"

Zhao Guang smiled and nodded, "I believe he has his reasons. I am willing to believe him unconditionally, even if he sends me to hell."

Qi Jiahui looked at Zhao Guang for a while, and finally gave up his plan to ask Zhao Guang, probably because Zhao Guang's eyes were too firm, "He took my man away and gave me three days to find him. If he loses, if he doesn't find it, he wins; if he wins, I will die, but I can exchange my life for hers..."

"After the girl next to you looked at her phone and went out; I knew he would take her away!" Zhao Guang narrowed his eyes and said, "Today you went to arrest me, and I knew he must have some plan. There is such a tacit understanding of detachment..."

Qi Jiahui didn't know if he and Wang Zhixing had some kind of tacit understanding. He only knew that Wang Zhixing sent Zhao Guang here to send him to his death. a little.

"He asked me if you were okay, and said he liked to eat Wang Po's rice bowl..." Qi Jiahui took a breath and said to Zhao Guang.

Zhao Guang frowned invisible after hearing Qi Jiahui say this, "Did he tell you?"

"En..." Qi Jiahui nodded.

"The Wang Po's rice bowl is the message he left for you..." Zhao Guang spread his hands.

"Address..." Qi Jiahui asked Zhao Guang briefly.

"No. 82 Yingbin Road..." Zhao Guang smiled at Qi Jiahui, "I suggest you try it, it's really delicious, and I like it very much, I believe everyone who has tasted it will like it..."

Qi Jiahui stood up and looked at Zhao Guang condescendingly. He didn't know what Zhao Guang meant by what he said, but he believed it wouldn't be an ordinary sentence.

Qi Jiahui cast a glance at Zhao Guang and stepped out of the interrogation room. Zhao Guang behind him looked at Qi Jiahui's back with a soft smile, "You really admire Qi Jiahui!!"

No one answered him in the quiet interrogation room. If you look carefully, there is still a trace of inexplicable loneliness on Zhao Guang's face, and the crooked corner of his mouth seems a little lonely.

Qi Jiahui went to the Wang Po Fried Rice that Zhao Guang mentioned. It was a slightly old house, not too far away from the police station, surrounded by well-decorated restaurants, Wang Po Fried Rice seemed very out of place.

Qi Jiahui looked at the old wooden sign above his head, and after confirming that there was no doubt, he strode into the house.

The decoration inside the house is very strange, there is a window on the right after entering the door, and you can directly see the kitchen inside, just after Qi Jiahui took two steps, a doll on the left shouted: "The guest is here, the guest is here!——"

An old lady who had been busy in the kitchen turned her back to Qi Jiahui and greeted after hearing this: "Go and sit wherever you want, there is a post-it note on the table, write it down and bring it to me..."

Qi Jiahui frowned and stood still. After the people eating inside saw it, a young man stood up and waved to Qi Jiahui, "Come over and sit down first. Wang Po is a bit busy. Write what you want to eat yourself. I'll help you take it to her..."

Qi Jiahui cast a glance at the man and still did not move. Seeing that Qi Jiahui ignored him, the man muttered, "Who is it..." Then he sat down to eat his own meal, and did not greet Qi Jiahui enthusiastically.

After Wang Po finished frying the fried rice, she came out and saw Qi Jiahui standing at the window, beckoned to Qi Jiahui, and put the plate in front of a girl, "You also want to eat chili peppers for your Yangzhou fried rice, don't pick them out this time." Ah!—”

The girl shrank her neck and stuck out her tongue, "Got it!—" The voice was clear and sweet, Wang Po smiled and reached out to the girl.

Wang Po walked up to Qi Jiahui and took off the disposable gloves on her hands, "What do you want to eat? Look at your face, this is your first time!!"

Qi Jiahui nodded, "I'm not here for dinner!" After a pause, he continued, "I'm here to ask some questions..."

After listening to Qi Jiahui's words, Wang Po looked at him strangely, "What question do you want to ask?"

"Do you know Wang Zhixing?" Qi Jiahui looked at Wang Po with a straight face.

(End of this chapter)