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Chapter 1908: The owner of the number

"Then let's go!" The police officer led the way in front.

Yun Kenian and Lin Yiyi followed behind. The more they looked, the duller and darker the prison they were, and they always felt scared.

While walking, the police officer called the other two police officers: "Someone has come to find socialites in our prison, so you almost stop!"

Yun Kenian and Lin Yiyi looked at each other in confusion at the same time, and then shook their heads in a unclear way. What socialites? What about stopping?

The police officer took Yun Ke Nian and Lin Yiyi for a few more circles before looking at the time and took them to the owner of Linghua. He pointed to the woman who was tidying up her clothes and said, "These are the owners of those two phone calls. If you have any problems, just let her!"

Yun Ke Nian and Lin Yiyi nodded. They looked at the police officer who had not left yet and asked: "Are you going to stay here to listen?"

When the police officer heard this, he left in disappointment. However, before leaving, he looked at Lin Yiyi in a short skirt for several more times. In that eye, there was excitement of discovering a new prey.

Yun Kenian and Lin Yiyi didn't care much about how the police officer looked at them, nor did they care about the police officer's eyes. They just looked at the people in the prison curiously.

I saw that her hair was long and messy, and her clothes were loosely worn on her body, showing her messyness.

The whole person turned his back to them and faced the darkness.

When Yun Ke Nian saw this back, she always felt familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had seen it.

Lin Yiyi looked at the dirty person in front of her and didn't know her. She subconsciously covered her nose and asked, "Who are you? Why do you call again and again and again to harass Yun Ke Nian? What's your purpose?"

The woman with her back to them, when she heard this strange female voice, and when she asked her reasons, she replied in a hoarse voice: "Why? Of course, it's because she hates her."

Lin Yiyi looked at Yun Ke Nian with a strange expression and continued to ask the woman who turned her back: "Hate her? What did she do to make you hate her so much?"

He turned his back to the two lao women, and with his already hoarse throat, he replied angrily: "She snatched the person I like, took away everything from me, and sent me to prison with his own hands. How can I not hate her?"

When Lin Yiyi heard this, she looked at Yun Ke Nian again: "Is her real?"

Yun Ke Nian shook her head and continued to look at the person who looked familiar but had an unfamiliar voice. She touched her head and thought for a long time, but she remembered someone. Listening to the speed of speech, the ups and downs of her voice, and her words, she was able to determine who this person was.

Lin Yiyi looked at Yun Ke Nian, who was shaking her head, and when she was about to say something, she turned her back to the woman who said:

"You don't need to ask about this kind of thing. People who do bad things never admit that they have done bad things."

When Lin Yiyi heard this, she looked at the people in the prison in wonder, then at Yun Ke Nian beside her, and shook her head in confusion.

Yun Kenian looked at Lin Yiyi who was speechless and then said, "Yes, if you use a fruit knife to kill someone, you will not admit that you have killed someone."

The person with his back to them couldn't help laughing when he heard Yun Ke Nian's words: "It seems that you remember me."

Yun Ke Nian felt very uncomfortable when she heard Rao laughing inside. She covered her ears and replied: "How can I not remember you impressed Rao so deeply?"

The person who turned his back to them turned around at this time. She looked at Yun Ke Nian, who was still dressed in bright clothes, and couldn't help but laugh sarcastically: "Why can you live well like you, like you, and you can still live well? Why did I end up like this?"

Yun Ke Nian looked at Dong Jia, who was much haggard, with ambiguous marks on her face, messy hair and messy clothes, couldn't help but sigh: "Why did you become like this after a while?"
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