The next day, at 10 a.m., the Third Ring Police Station.

When Yan Shiqi and the others arrived, a black off-road vehicle had been parked outside the police station, which belonged to the Wen family.

Wen Jinghong sat in the cab, seeing the Maserati from far and near through the half-lowered window, he stared for a moment, and the co-pilot's Duanmu Lanya said anxiously: "It's Orange Orange!"

In the back seat, Old Man Wen Chongli's expression was grim, and his eyebrows were covered with obvious wrinkles.

Beside him sat Wen Jingru with a confused face, "Dad, where is Xiao Yin?" We've been waiting for so long, why haven't we seen anyone?"

Wen Jingru leaned in front of the car window and kept looking, he really didn't know why he came here in Sansho.

But early in the morning, he also noticed that the atmosphere at home was very wrong.

When the old man Wen Chongli heard his inquiry, he turned his eyes faintly, the son in front of him was honest and honest, simple-minded, and it was basically difficult to become a big thing in this life.

When he asked him to marry the eldest lady of the Zhuang family, he thought that Zhuang Yin was smart and good at running the house, and maybe he could help his second son do something.

As a result, I didn't expect Zhuang Yin to be unconscious.

Relying on Wen Jingru's simple mind, he didn't blow the wind in his ears, and the two of them also made a lot of jokes in Wen's house.

Now, she has been caught in the bureau again.

Wen Chongli has been proud all his life, but he didn't expect to end up planting a heel in his own children.

He received a call from Orange Orange this morning, asking them to come to the Third Ring Police Station at 10 o'clock.

I thought that something had happened to the two children, but after careful questioning, I learned that Zhuang Yin was arrested.

Wen Chongli's eyes were a little cloudy, there were one accident after another at home, and his old bones were really tired.

At this moment, Wen Jingru couldn't understand what the complicated light in his father's eyes meant, he twisted his eyebrows, and his voice was loud, "Dad, don't just look at me, where is Xiao Yin?"

Hearing his question, Wen Jinghong in the driver's seat was full of irritability, "Second brother, don't ask, sooner or later you will know, what are you anxious about." ”

Wen Jingru was yelled at by his eldest brother, and immediately scratched his hair, "I'm not in a hurry, didn't you say that Xiaoyin is here!"

Wen Chongli was choked up by his straightforward rebuttal, but he couldn't say more, after all, they really didn't know what happened to Zhuang Yin.

It is also not clear what kind of medicine is sold in the gourd of Orange Orange.

Wen Chongli shook his head and sighed, his eyes were stained with rich wind and frost, and he was as decadent as falling leaves in late autumn, lifeless.

The roar of the engine outside the window was getting closer.

Duanmu Lanya took the lead in pushing the door and got out of the car.

She turned around the direction of the front of the car, and the silver Maserati slowly stopped in front of her.

In the first car, Wen Cheng sat in the passenger seat and lowered the window.

Duanmu Lanya leaned over slightly, cautiously probing: "Orange Orange, is your second aunt really inside?"

Wen Cheng nodded, and when he unbuckled his seat belt, he opened the car door and leaned out.

Duanmu Lanya's face was a little tangled, she looked back at the old man who was sitting in the car and kept looking, and couldn't help but ask again: "Is the matter very serious?"

"It's not serious, the police have the final say. Wen Cheng did not answer Duanmu Lanya's inquiry.

At this time, Yan Shiqi walked out of the Maserati in the back, and as soon as she closed the car door, she couldn't help but shiver.

Today, it's so cold, and it's still a haze day with the characteristics of Dijing.

Yan Shiqi looked up at the sky, the clouds avoided the sun, the dark clouds pressed on the top, and the thick and overcast sky floated with a thick layer of mist.

There was no wind, but the temperature was very low, and the entire Imperial Capital was shrouded in an oppressive haze.