Tang Zan has seen many acting talents in his life, but he has never seen anyone like Han Manyin.
The girl stood there like a beam of light leaking into the abyss. There was a smile on her lips and stars in her eyes. Stray dogs passing by would rub against her trousers, irritable suspects would restrain their anger when she handed her water, and even the most stubborn old detective would subconsciously soften his voice when he saw her.
She said that she was a college student from Changjiao Village. The people in the village were simple and it was not easy for her to study.
Tang Zan stared at her incredibly clean eyes and sneered in his heart: Simple? There are three A-level fugitives with unsolved cases in that village, half of the underground black market trading network is hidden, and even the aunt who sells tofu at the entrance of the village is carrying two lives.
He came to the door again and again, trying to tear off the disguise of warmth.
However, he discovered that as long as Han Manyin smiled, the surrounding temperature would rise a few degrees. The lunch box she sent to the suspect was hot, the blanket covering the victim's wound was warm, and even her hand that accidentally fell on his shoulder was ironed.
Man Yin looked at this gloomy and stubborn policeman and was extremely confused: Why did everyone say that Officer Tang was vicious? His eyes were obviously bloodshot and he looked so tired.
She didn't know that every time she approached unpreparedly, it was the gentlest provocation to evil.
Intention: The will to survive by cutting off the tail
