Chapter 571 Female Ghost

It had been raining since yesterday. The next morning, the rain did not stop or let up. It continued to rain, washing away the dust in the air and bringing in new cold air.

The weather is getting colder. In the morning, people traveling have become more and more heavily dressed. Some people even put on cotton-padded clothes. There are more and more cars. At this time, at the Lu family, Ye Shuyun He pulled Lu Jin's sleeves hard, and he was so exhausted that he couldn't even lift his fingers.

Lei Qingyi carefully pulled Lu Jin and whispered again.

"Uncle, aunt can't do this. Why don't you let Yi Bin give her some medicine?" At this time, Ye Shuyun was too nervous and too tight. The nervousness might be like a string. If the string is broken, , maybe her body is also suffering from it, and none of them really can bear this anymore.

"No need," Lu Jin sighed, "I have also thought about it. I almost didn't knock her out just now, but whether I knocked her out or let her pass out on her own, what's the use? She can't stay awake for the rest of her life. , if Yan Huan finds it or not in the end, it will add an extra layer of self-blame to her body. She is already blaming herself enough now. These things are almost going to weigh her down. If this continues, if she is not crazy, she will be driven crazy by others, so let her find it, do her part, do her part, it is a human matter, and just listen to fate. "

It was almost dawn, but still no one was found. Lei Qingyi even sent out a lot of police personnel to search, but Yan Huan seemed to have evaporated from the world. Did she jump into the Haijiang River or what happened? , why, they just couldn't find her.

Just when everyone was anxious and helpless, the cell phone he kept in his pocket rang. He quickly took it out, thinking there was some good news.

"How's it going? Did you find someone?"

There was an urgency in his tone that was easy to hear.

"No," the person on the other end of the phone warned the few frivolous gangsters in front of him, and then said to Lei Qingyi,

"Director, we caught a few sneaky people who kept saying they saw ghosts. The whereabouts of these people are very suspicious. Do you want to come over and investigate?"

"We'll talk about it when I'm free," Lei Qingyi can't care about so many trivial things now. Yan Huan hasn't found her yet, so he doesn't want to care about anything.

"It's not the director," the policeman said quickly, "Don't hang up the phone first, wait for me to finish speaking."

"Okay, you say it," Lei Qingyi took the phone and walked aside, trying to give herself a few more minutes of patience.

"Come here and do an interrogation first." The policeman mentioned the same thing again, "They were nearby last night. These people have had cases in the past and they like to cause trouble for single women."

Lei Qingyi's heart couldn't help but thump.

"You show me theirs first, and I'll be there right away."

He hung up the phone, quickly took his car keys and rushed back. What should he do? What he was most afraid of was this. If Yan Yanhuan was raped by these people,

Then how should he explain to Lu Yi.

He simply couldn't explain it, even if he died. He drove the car very fast, almost reaching the maximum speed. Ten minutes later, he finally arrived.

"Is that them?" Lei Qingyi walked in. His nearly two-meter-long body was like a human bear, which made several gangsters grin. "Hey, are you going to hit someone?" If they were really beaten, how could their little arms and legs withstand being beaten?

"Yes, Director, it's them."

Lei Qingyi swept the hair around these people, and whoever he touched would be afraid, shiver, and shrink down.

"Come here," Lei Qingyi casually pointed to one of them, "that Huangmao, come here."

"Yellow hair?" The little gangster pointed at himself, and everyone else nodded. He was the only one here who had yellow hair. It was dyed yellow, not yellow hair. What was that?

And now his brothers are all thankful that they didn't have their hair dyed yellow in the first place.

This happened in the past, wasn't it just a coincidence?

In the meantime, they silently lit a row of wax for Huang Mao.

Brothers, it’s not that I can’t help you if I don’t save you. The enemy is strong and we are weak, so we can’t save you. So, rest in peace.

Huang Mao walked forward tremblingly and stood in front of Lei Qingyi. He raised his head, but he could only look straight at his chest. Mom, how tall is this? Who is this person? He is playing basketball. Yes.

"Follow me," Lei Qingyi turned around and walked towards the door on the other side, while Huang Maomao was squirming and refused to leave. Lei Qingyi walked to the door, but Huang Maoqing was still squirming. .

Lei Qingyi turned around and became angry when he saw the speed of a yellow-haired turtle.

"Come here, if you don't come here, I will beat you to death."

Huang Mao was startled, and cold sweat broke out on his head, and then rolled down in large drops.

He finally moved to the door, but still didn't dare to enter.

He looked back at his brothers. His brothers, as if they had reached an agreement, immediately turned their heads to one side and ignored him. However, his eyes were rolling from time to time. I wonder how I can escape.

How much private money he still has, I don't know if it is enough to buy his life.

And what does this bastard want to do? Could it be that she is attracted by his beauty and wants his chrysanthemum? That's not okay. He is straight and doesn't want to be a lesbian. He will never be a lesbian. He must defend his chastity and not let others succeed.

Lei Qingyi was a little impatient. He stretched out his big foot and kicked the yellow-haired man on the butt. He didn't show any mercy in this kick. The yellow-haired man's body fell forward and fell to the ground, and his face landed on the ground first.

"Get up for me," Lei Qingyi wanted to kick him again, "You'd better be good now. I have a bad temper."

The yellow-haired man quickly got up, and he didn't even dare to breathe.

Lei Qingyi was annoyed, so he directly picked up the yellow-haired man's collar and carried him in. He threw him to the ground without any courtesy. There was no need to be polite to such a social scum. If such a person is not locked up for a few years, how can he be taught well?

He walked up to the yellow-haired man, squatted down, and narrowed his sharp eyes dangerously. The yellow-haired man was trembling continuously and was about to cry for his parents.