I want to translate your voice

By the time Bian Yi arrived at the police station, An Qingqing had already finished taking notes and was sitting on a chair with his head lowered. Ji Xia and Du Jing were both still taking notes. Zhou Jiwen happened to come out of it and looked a little confused as he sat there with his head lowered. The low-pitched An Qingqing couldn't help but walked over: "Are you okay?"

Hearing the sound, An Qingqing raised her head and looked at him, shook her head and sighed: "I'm fine, I just delayed you so late."

Zhou Jiwen shook his head and comforted her: "This matter is not your problem in the first place. It's because we didn't think carefully and ruined the fun."

The night was very dark, and even though it was summer, the evening breeze was still a bit cold. An Qingqing happened to be sitting on a chair next to the door, blowing up a small piece of her skirt that was buried under it. Zhou Jiwen coughed lightly and pulled it out. Looking away, there was still a slight blush on his face.

As he moved his eyes towards the door, he saw a slender man closing the door of a sexy sports car, walking quickly with a coat in his hand, and walked up the steps in two steps.

Bian Yi, carrying his gray hoodie jacket, glanced at the man standing by the door, turned his head and noticed An Qingqing looking up, and breathed a sigh of relief.Looking at her outfit that was very different from her usual style, he frowned slightly, mainly because he saw her exposed slender white legs, so he threw the coat onto her legs without being gentle.Looking around, he glanced at the middle-aged men standing in a row not far away, and a flash of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

"Little brat, tell me, what happened, did you get yourself into trouble?"

Zhou Jiwen, who was standing aside, couldn't help but observe Bian Yi, and then cast his gaze on An Qingqing.

An Qingqing raised her hand and scratched her face guiltily: "I don't want to trouble you so late. I'm just going to the bar with my classmates." His voice became softer and softer, and his eyes wandered around the rows of middle-aged men. They seemed to have found the confidence instantly, pointing their heads upward to meet Bian Yi's eyes.

"They were the ones who came to trouble me first! I couldn't be more angry! Then my classmates helped me, and then they started fighting. We were in the bureau."

Bian Yi looked in the direction of her finger, and saw An Qingqing, who was pointing at him threateningly just now, looking away at Bian Yi's cold eyes.

Bian Yi looked back at An Qingqing again with the same expression. He probably felt that her neck was sore when he looked down at her, so he squatted down and looked at her level. As if he was interested, his expression was joking and even looked like he was watching a show and said: " Tell me, how did they find trouble with you?"

An Qingqing looked into Bian Yi's eyes and shuddered as she recalled the bad feeling at that time. She even felt a little nauseous. She frowned and flattened her mouth and said aggrievedly: "I was just on the edge of the dance floor with my friend." While dancing, an uncle suddenly came over and touched my thigh with his hand." An Qingqing's head was filled with anger just now when the incident happened. Now she calmed down and talked to Bian Yi again. At this time, that belated feeling Grief welled up in his heart, and his eyes were slightly red.

While she was talking about her grievances, the evening breeze kept blowing uncooperatively, and the strands of hair on her cheeks stuck to her mouth. She said she was in a hurry and used her hands to brush away her long hair, but her hair seemed to be against her and kept grabbing at her. Don't allow those stray hairs.Bian Yi looked at the 'little rabbit' with red eyes and wet eyes and sighed. He couldn't stand it and raised his hand to hook her naughty hair and put it behind her ears: "I didn't rush you, so you take your time. It’s okay to speak slowly.”

An Qingqing was disturbed by Bian Yi's sudden gentle movements. She took a breath and continued: "They said I'm a student, so it's best for me to call my parents, but my parents and relatives are abroad. , the temporary guardian in the country is Sister Yunmu, but we can’t let her go to the police station so late, so I...I just”

An Qingqing glanced at Bian Yi, not sure how much trust he had in her heart.When someone is called, Bian Yi is the second choice.

Bian Yi raised his eyebrows as if he was in a good mood and continued her words: "So you asked me to come? What if I have already fallen asleep."

An Qingqing looked at Bian Yi and felt a little discouraged. Her shoulders suddenly slumped and she lowered her head. Her fingers restlessly played with the gray fabric: "I don't know." She realized that maybe the relationship between them was not good enough for this. He casually went to the other party for help without looking at the time, which made him feel a little depressed.

Bian Yi smiled lightly, stood up with his knees on his knees, and pressed his hand on her drooped head. The force on his hand was not too light, and he ruffled her long hair: "I didn't scold you. I'll do it this time." Well, at least you know how to call someone out if you’re being bullied.”

"Is that person standing over there who touched you?"

"No, he should still be in the interrogation room."

His palm pressed down on An Qingqing, unable to raise her head to see his expression. When his hand moved away, he raised his head to look at Bian Yi's walking figure.She raised her hand to smooth her long hair in a daze, as if the warmth of his hand still remained on it.

Bian Yi walked up to a police officer, bent his hands in his pockets and looked down at the person sitting on the chair. Bian Yi, who usually always had a playful smile on his face, had no expression on his face at this time, and said lightly: "I am An Qingqing’s guardian, can I go in and talk to the uncle inside?”

The police officer frowned at the expression on Bian Yi's face. Although he already understood the situation, it was the uncle who was sexually harassing the little girl.But seeing that Bian Yi was obviously trying to vent his anger, which was not in compliance with the regulations, he had no choice but to say awkwardly: "I don't know, this... doesn't comply with the regulations."

Bian Yi said thoughtfully: "It doesn't comply with the regulations."

He shrugged: "Okay."

He straightened up again, walked outside and made a phone call.

After waiting for a while, the other end of the phone was picked up. The other party's tone was not very good: "What's the matter? Fortunately, I'm in the study, otherwise it would disturb Twilight's sleep at this hour."

Bian Yi paid no attention to the 'wife slave' himself: "Something went wrong. I'm at the police station now and I want our Prosecutor Shen to help me."

Shen Qinnian's tone lost the impatience just now, and he frowned with concern: "Why did you get into the situation?"

"The child An Qingqing was bullied. She was afraid of disturbing your family so late, so she came to disturb me. I thought that the children had asked me to come to help, so I vented her anger."

"Okay, you're at the Huadu Police Station, right? I'll call you. But take it easy, I won't protect you if the situation gets too big."

"I know, I know. I know it from the bottom of my heart."

After hanging up the phone, Bian Yi walked into the police station leisurely and saw the phone at the front desk ringing. The policeman who had just spoken to him got up and answered the phone. When he heard who it was, he stood up and had a good attitude. Knowing that the other party He looked at Bian Yi with complicated eyes, and said after a while: "Okay, I understand, Shen Check."

Bian Yi pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled mockingly. The police officer hung up the phone, stood in front of Bian Yi and sighed: "Please come with me."

Walking to a door, the police officer knocked on the door twice. Bian Yi stood at the door, and the police officer whispered a few words to the police officer inside who was taking notes.The police officer glanced at Bian Yi who was leaning at the door with the same complicated expression, and finally stood up and came out.

The police officer said to Bian Yi: "Only for 5 minutes. During these 5 minutes, the monitoring and recording will be turned off."

Then he sighed and left.Bian Yi said thank you and walked in. The police officer closed the door.

Bian Yi stood still and looked up and down at the middle-aged uncle sitting on the chair. The uncle looked at Bian Yi and said in an angry tone: "Who are you?"

"Tsk." Bian Yi looked away and looked at the surveillance camera in the corner. Seeing that the red light was extinguished, the corners of his mouth curved up, but the smile was not in his eyes, and he walked towards the other party step by step.
Du Jing, who was about to finish recording next door, relaxed her stiff body and suddenly heard a "bang" sound, and was frightened.He looked at the wall behind him in confusion, and then looked at the female police officer in front of him.

The female police officer seemed to have been notified, her expression did not change, and she even curled her lips and looked at Du Jing in a friendly manner: "It's okay, the next door is being renovated."

Du Jing obviously didn't believe this statement, her pupils were dilated and the words "Do you believe me" were written on her face.

Could that noise be from decoration?
Back here, Bian Yi directly raised his foot and kicked the other person to the ground with all his strength. The man was lying on the ground in pain: "Damn it."

As she walked, she knelt down, hooked the handcuffs on his hand, and lifted them up in front of her: "Which hand touched her leg?"

There was a cold smile in his tone.

The uncle reacted: "Come from the prairie, that bitch found you."

He started to curse, but in the next second, Bian Yi pinched both sides of his cheeks hard.

He narrowed his eyes and couldn't hide the anger on his body: "I asked you a question and you didn't answer - then stop talking."

Bian Yi let go of the handcuffed hand, stood up and stomped on the uncle's left hand hard. The strong uncle immediately screamed and kept repeating "Brother, I was wrong" without scolding.

But Bian Yi ignored his words, tilted his head and looked at the person on the ground, and asked casually: "Is this this one?"

The soles of his feet were crushed a few times, and after a moment of silence, he pretended to think and smiled: "Wouldn't it be more interesting to let your little brat step on it yourself?"

Thinking of the girl wearing a black short skirt, she flattened her lips and shook her head: "Forget it, she's probably very timid looking like that, so I'll do it for you."

Then he raised his foot and stepped hard on his right hand: "It might be this one~"

The middle-aged man with a large build was lying on the ground crying and looking at his trampled hand, and even called the police.

Bian Yi lowered his head and glanced at his watch, and muttered to himself impatiently: "Why did it go by so fast?"

As if feeling a pity, he let go of his feet.But by the way, he stepped on that part a second before the monitor came on. The uncle's face turned pale and he couldn't even scream.

After the red surveillance light came on, Bian Yi walked to the door and opened the door as if he had done nothing. The two policemen standing at the door looked at the person lying on the ground and looked at Bian Yi with some melancholy.

The person involved smiled and shrugged innocently: "The ground was too slippery. He didn't know what happened and fell to the ground. Go help him up quickly. Don't catch a cold."

The two police officers listened to Bian Yi's nonsense and shut up speechlessly. They reached over him and helped up the man who was lying on the ground in pain.

After Bian Yi went out, she saw An Qingqing's worried expression, as well as the eyes of her classmates and parents, and even the trembling eyes of the uncles who were standing in a row facing the wall in thought.

Bian Yi felt a little headache. Knowing that the man was shouting so loudly, he should find something to block his mouth before doing anything.

He walked towards An Qingqing: "Put on your coat, I'll take you back to school."

An Qingqing glanced at the open door of the interrogation room, and finally put on her coat obediently and held back two words: "Thank you."

Bian Yi was very tall, and the loose coat seemed even looser on An Qingqing, directly covering her knees.

Bian Yi looked at her classmates and asked, "Should I ask someone to take you back to school?"

Ji Xia retracted his gaze from observing Bian Yi and An Qingqing, and responded calmly: "No, just send Qingqing off."

An Qingqing looked at the two girls, Du Jing and Ji Xia, and was still hesitating whether it would be better to ask Bian Yi to take her two girls with him.Zhou Jiwen on the other side was hesitant to say something.

The next second, the hood of the hoodie was pulled up: "What are you looking at? Why don't you leave? What time is it? Brother, I'm going to bed."

Knowing that the other party often stayed up all night, he subconsciously retorted: "Didn't you go to bed at a very early hour in the morning? Are you lying to a child?"

"Yeah, just kidding." Bian Yi pulled An Qingqing away, but their conversation still reached everyone's ears.

"You call me a little brat every day, but you are only three or four years older than me, so what's the big deal!" An Qingqing said fiercely.

"Then someone didn't call me uncle, what's wrong with me calling me a little brat?" Bian Yi replied lightly. (End of chapter)