Thump!

When Song Yaoyao fell to the ground, she fell flat on her face.

Not only that, as she fell, a stone fell from the charred area of ​​the Song family's old house and hit her directly on the forehead.

At this point, Song Yaoyao couldn't get up and fainted.

Song Pingsheng was going crazy. Song Yaoyao was his bottom line. All he did was try to provide his daughter with a better living environment.

But who can tell him how his Yao Yao has become like this?

Immediately, Song Pingsheng's gaze towards Zhou Jianshan turned fierce, as if he wished he could stuff Zhou Jianshan into the fire and burn him to death.

When Zhou Jianshan saw Song Pingsheng being aggressive towards him, he didn't back down an inch. Aggressive, aggressive, aggressive my ass!

Song Pingsheng is lucky to be born in a good era. If it were a few years ago, I would have shot him long ago.

"Officer, I suspect he's involved in the fire at the Song family's old house."

"Qinghe must have been burned to death by him!"

"You must investigate this thoroughly and bring justice to the Song family."

Zhou Jianshan originally planned to go to the police station by himself, but before he even got there, the police arrived on their own.

That's interesting.

That saves me a leg trip.

Song Qinghe could see the scene outside clearly from inside the space, and Jin Yuanbao was right after all.

Just as Song Yaoyao lunged forward and bumped into the fire poker, a giant 200-inch screen suddenly appeared in front of her, broadcasting the entire incident live to her.

It's a close-up shot; not only her expression, but even the individual strands of her hair when she falls are clearly visible.

The thief was very careful, afraid that she wouldn't be able to see clearly because of her nearsightedness.

Song Qinghe, watching from this side, almost burst out laughing. Interesting, extremely interesting.

It seems the bad luck charm worked; otherwise, given the typical plot of the novel, countless people would have stood up for the female lead when she was in danger.

This situation could never have happened, haha.

Song Qinghe found it quite amusing, especially when she saw the police appear, with several people wearing red armbands standing behind them.

She immediately realized that her whistleblower letter must have worked.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have arrived so quickly.

Okay, okay!

This time, Song Pingsheng probably won't be able to escape.

When Song Pingsheng saw the police arrive, he did not panic at all; on the contrary, he appeared very calm.

"Zhou Jianshan, stop spouting nonsense!"

"You say I started the fire? I'll say you did!"

"I am an adopted son of the Song family, how could I possibly harm my own family members? Don't you even know what you used to do?"

Song Pingsheng confidently retorted, completely unaware that there was anything wrong with what he said.

Zhou Jianshan suspected him, but he also suspected Zhou Jianshan.

Why should only Zhou Jianshan be able to throw mud at him? He can throw mud back at him too.

Song Pingsheng turned to the police officer: "Officer, I suspect he's crying wolf. Everyone knows Zhou Jianshan was once the most notorious gangster boss in Shanghai!"

"You must arrest him immediately and interrogate him thoroughly. You must seek justice for my niece!"

“When I went to see Zhou Jianshan yesterday, he was still disabled, but he can stand up today. There must be something wrong with that.”

When the police heard Song Pingsheng speak, they looked around at each other with suspicion, then exchanged a glance with the officers from the petition office behind them.

"You're Song Pingsheng?"