Autor: Bitter Days Máquina traductora
Huang Zhongyu shrugged. "With this alone, it's hard to find anything. "
"What's this? What's the meaning of it... the criminal must be an adult. How can he play with dolls? Could he be a pervert? " Liang Yunsheng frowned, feeling puzzled ...
"dolls can represent many things. Childhood, children, girls... " Yin Qianchen, who had not said much, suddenly analyzed indifferently.
"dolls can represent many things. Childhood, children, girls... " when Liang Yunsheng heard Yin Qianchen's words, she could not help but think that that was right!
"Yes, Mr. Yin's analysis is very reasonable... ... We have also thought of this. Perhaps there are fewer clues, but we have already decided that we can not throw away this hope even if there is a small breakthrough "... we should first understand the childhood of the injured or dead people, children, and so on .. Let's see if there is any progress."
Hearing the words "dead" and "injured" from Huang Zhongyu's mouth, Liang Yunsheng's body could not help but be stunned.
As if he could feel Liang Yunsheng's reaction immediately, Yin Qianchen directly put his arm around Liang Yunsheng's shoulder, letting her lean a little closer to him and lean into his arms.
It was as if he wanted to give all of his strength to Liang Yunsheng... ...
Liang Yunsheng was the same. After having his hug, she felt a little more at ease, although she was still extremely sad and afraid to face it.
Huang Zhongyu was used to it. In the past, there were many people who were comforted by their husbands'hugs.
"Can you understand the situation of the victims and the injured this time? " Yin Qianchen asked Liang Yunsheng directly He knew that the little girl definitely wanted to know about these things, but she didn't dare to. She was afraid to ask about these things. Mainly, she was afraid that she would know something that she couldn't accept.
"HMM... How should I put it? " Huang Zhongyu thought for a moment and took out a piece of white paper from the drawer. It seemed to have some names written on it ...
"The people who died this time... "
Before Huang Zhongyu could finish his words, there was a knock on the door from outside.
Huang Zhongyu gestured to the two of them and turned around to open the door.
"Don't be afraid. I'm here, " Yin Qianchen whispered into Liang Yunsheng's ear.
Liang Yunsheng felt Yin Qianchen's arm around her shoulder. The temperature of his palm was slowly transferred to her body through her clothes. It was an unusually warm feeling.
"HMM... " she responded softly.
At this moment, Huang Zhongyu walked in from outside. This time, he was holding a piece of a4-grade paper that was very similar to the previous piece of paper.
He pursed his lips lightly and looked at Liang Yunsheng and Yin Yihan Then, he said, "this is what you wanted to know just now. The number of casualties, the latest updates, and the names of some people have all been verified. I think you should really want to know. "
Liang Yunsheng nodded lightly. "You... speak. "
Liang Yunsheng knew that the list in Huang Zhongyu's hands might be the names of her former colleagues and good friends!
What she had to face now was that they had all suffered various injuries. The cause was very likely because of her.