Mrs. Ruanmeng is a little ancestor

Chapter 92

Hearing this sentence, the young policeman laughed, "There are not many people who come here with normal behavior. If you want to know who took this picture, I can only tell you that I don't know. As policemen, we are naturally more sensitive to this kind of thing than others, and this place is not accessible to ordinary people."

"Okay, thank you all." An Qianyin said with a smile, left the contact information and went out with Lu Yaoguang.

I came here to let the two police officers pull out the file to show them, and learn about the situation by the way, but I didn't expect them to go out to handle the case.

And if you ask the young police officer directly, nine out of ten you will not agree, just hope that police officer can bring good news.

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As soon as she returned to school, An Qianyin found that even the cashier aunt didn't like her, so she left the things to dry and let her pack the bags herself.

Those who lined up to pay at the back felt that they were pretending to be too slow and got in the way.

Just as she packed her things and walked out the door, the phone rang.

When I took it out, it was an unfamiliar number.

"Hey--"

Before I heard the sound over there, someone suddenly bumped into me from behind.

The mobile phone and the bag fell to the ground together, especially the mobile phone screen, which was cracked into several pieces.

She turned her head and looked coldly at the girl with an unfamiliar face.

The girl shrugged her shoulders without any guilt, "I didn't do it on purpose, it's just that you blocked the road and I was in a hurry to go out."

"Ah." An Qianyin smiled suddenly, "I understand, then it's time for you to lose weight."

"You!" The girl looked down at herself, gritted her teeth and said, "I'm not getting fat!"

An Qianyin didn't speak, squatted on the ground to pick up the fallen fruit snacks, picked up the phone and patted the dust distressedly, and left.

This new phone hasn't been used for long, why is it broken again.

The girl thought she would stop and say a few words, but she didn't let her down at all!

Stamping her feet, she walked over and pulled her back forcefully, unexpectedly tearing the bag with too much force.

Everything inside tumbled out again.

The girl didn't expect it to be like this again, and hurriedly took a few steps back to prevent her shoes from stepping on something and falling, but she still couldn't escape the consequences of the juice from the broken bottle splashing all over her legs.

"Really! Your body is cheap, and your bag is so rubbish! If you don't take these pants back to me today and wash them clean, I won't let you go!"

"Okay, I'll wash it for you." An Qianyin smiled inexplicably after speaking, and walked over to pull the belt on her trousers.

"Hey, female hooligan! Why are you so perverted? What are you doing!" The girl kept resisting An Qianyin, pushing her fidgeting hand over, how could so many people see how she could get away here!
"It was you who said you wanted to take the pants back to me and wash them. My mind is out of control. If you don't take them off, how can I take them back to wash them! Mentally retarded!"

With a sneer on the corner of An Qianyin's mouth, seeing her flustered and shy face, she withdrew her hands.

"Hmph! I don't care about you!"

The girl looked up and found that there were gradually more people around her. She glanced at her baggy pants, feeling ashamed and annoyed.

She had no face to stay here, so she hurriedly picked up her bag to cover her face and ran away.

Although most of the passers-by were watching the jokes here, there was still a kind person who went to the supermarket to get a new bag and came to help An Qianyin pick up the messy things on the ground.

"Thank you." An Qianyin took the fruit in her hand and said with a smile.

The long-haired girl smiled, with some pity in her smile, "It's okay, it's just a little effort, you shouldn't have to bear these things."

An Qianyin smiled, said goodbye to her, and walked to the mobile phone shop without saying a word.

The shop owner looked at her phone and changed the film.

She long pressed the power button, and then called back the call.

"Hello, who are you?"

(End of this chapter)