Chapter 556 Are Those Two Idiots Miss Li's Friends?

Chapter 556 Are Those Two Idiots Miss Li's Friends?

An hour later, Song Laoliu called Li Qiao and said that he was at the Nanyang Police Station.

Before he could finish speaking, the call was cut off.

Li Qiao: "??"

However, when she called back, the phone indicated that the phone had been turned off.

There was no way, Li Qiao greeted Academician Jiang and drove directly to the police station.

On the way, she found her godfather Fei Zhihong, and when she learned that he was in a meeting with the city bureau, she stepped on the accelerator and rushed over without saying much.

In less than half an hour, Li Qiao parked the car outside the gate of the police station and walked slowly into the lobby. There were a lot of people, and the police officers were all performing their duties.

Her eyes wandered, and near the benches in the reception area, she saw a man wearing a black jacket and a baseball cap, sitting very upright.

Song Liao, the sixth son of the border seven sons.

There was a small black leather suitcase by his lap, and his mobile phone was placed on the chair beside his lap. His body was straight and he didn't look down, but in Li Qiao's eyes, he looked down and out.

"Miss Li, why are you here?" Before Li Qiao walked over, the police officer Xiao Wang saw her sharply.

Li Qiao looked at Wang Chuanchuan and pouted in Song Liao's direction, "What's his situation?"

Xiao Wang turned his head and looked at it, then explained with a smile: "He, not long after he came here, he took a taxi and said that his wallet was stolen. He wanted to find the director, but he lost his ID and the director was not there. Finally sat there and said to wait for someone.

By the way, I gave him the taxi fare, and I don't know if he took a black taxi. From the airport to the police station, he said the taxi fare was 280. "

Normally speaking, a taxi from the airport to the police station costs at most one hundred and thirty.

Li Qiao took out her mobile phone from her pocket expressionlessly, looked at Song Liao, but said to Xiao Wang, "Open your WeChat."

Xiao Wang hurriedly took out his mobile phone.

A few seconds later, Li Qiao scanned the QR code to transfer two hundred and eighty to him, then put her phone in her trouser pocket and walked towards Song Liao.

Wang Chuanchuan held his mobile phone and looked at the transfer records and began to think about life.

Can you tell that the second idiot who lost his wallet and took a black car is Miss Li's friend?

...

In an instant, Li Qiao came to sit beside Song Liao, raised her legs and looked ahead, tapped her knees with her fingers, "Was your wallet stolen?"

Song Liao turned his head to look at her, and a stern smile appeared on his rigid face, "Zai Zai, you come..."

"It's so easy to steal from you now?"

Song Laoliu's housekeeping skill is to lead the sheep by hand, and he is known as Song Xiaopa.

Back then, he took advantage of his simple and honest appearance, as long as he was close to someone, he could steal his pants for you.

Li Qiao looked at Song Liao nonchalantly, the disgust in her eyes was obvious.

Song Liao's square face with Chinese characters turned a little red, with a hint of gnashing of hatred, "It's impossible to guard against."

"Who stole it?"

"Mo Jue." Song Liao forced out a few words from his jaw, and clenched his palms tightly.

When Li Qiao heard the name, she twitched the corners of her mouth in a clear way, it was the thief Su Yujing was talking about.

Her expression sank, she narrowed her eyes and asked, "Did you see him?"

Song Liao pursed his lips, his nose twitched twice, "No, but Mo Jue is the only one who can steal something from me."

Li Qiao glanced at the phone next to his leg, "What's the matter with the phone?"

"The battery is out." Song Liao drooped his head and pulled off his baseball cap, feeling very sad.

After many years, I met Xiao Qizai again, but I didn't expect it to be at the police station, and my face was gone.

Li Qiao looked at Song Liao indifferently, and thought for a while, "I hear what you mean, don't you come to Nanyang?"

Four more.

Let's get some monthly tickets and set up a bowl