Masako Limu noticed that Qiao Yu was shaking.

In fact, the three girls accompanying Pan Jing all trembled to varying degrees, but Pan Jing's reaction was so prominent that they seemed less conspicuous.

As for why it shakes, it’s very simple.

The location of this police station is a bit remote. Currently, there are only two police officers, male, both tall and strong, with thick and bright voices. And they, four girls, are in the not-so-spacious interrogation room, with a small space and pale lights above their heads.

And the sturdy man sitting opposite - who wouldn't be afraid?

People often laugh and say that a girl is overreacting. When she looks ordinary, they always say: "Why do you take yourself so seriously? You are suffering from paranoia all day long. Do you really think you are a beauty? Is it what others think like you?"

You don’t even look down on crime!” And when the girl did have a beautiful face and figure, they said: “Oh, women are sensitive and look at everyone like a bad person. We are always on guard and feel aggrieved, okay?

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Yes, it is always like this. Therefore, under the influence of congenital gender and physical disadvantages as well as the acquired social public opinion environment, a large number of girls, including the four girls sitting in the inquiry room at this time, see big shoulders or round waists.

People of the opposite sex will subconsciously feel frightened when they talk rudely.

Overreaction? No, this is instinctive self-preservation.

Qiao Yu held her breath hard before and after reaching out to help Pan Jing up. She was very scared. Of course she was scared. If the male opposite did something, even if he just moved his hands out of obstruction, they would be completely unable to resist.

The power gap, especially the physical gap, is always the most straightforward and cruel.

"He wants to bully you and hurt you, why don't you run away?"

Some people will also ask the victim this question.

But, can you run away?

"Ah, yes." Such people will continue to say in an extremely annoying and aggrieved tone, "Look, who told you not to exercise? You can't even run away."

Or, "The psychological quality is really poor. Alas, you still can't do it, so you can only suffer the consequences."

As a result, more victims fell into self-questioning "Do I deserve it?" under layer upon layer of blows, and gradually collapsed.

Pan Jing is now one of these people.

Fortunately, the frivolous male policeman did not stop them. He just shrugged with an expression of "Okay, no need to go to work." Then he watched the girls leave, looking at their backs, and sneered for a while.

He shouted and shook his head at his colleagues.

"Really." His voice reached Qiao Yu's keen ears from far away, "You are dressed like this, and you can't imagine what will happen? Tsk, tsk, it's really 'high class'..."

The three girls protected Pan Jing and walked away from the police station, but even though she had put on the sneakers that Masako Riki had brought, Pan Jing still felt like she was stepping on the tip of a knife with every step she took.

During the five-minute journey, she was almost moved by the other three people.

"...Ahem."

After just turning a corner, Pan Jing lost her strength. Min Yuanyuan quickly supported her and asked her to transfer the weight of her body to him.

Pan Jing retched again, her body swaying, not only her face, but also her hands pressing on her coat turned pale.

Qiao Yu twisted her eyebrows in pain.

What is in front of her now is not a black cloud, but a lead mass. It is no longer empty and soft, but is falling heavily, hitting her throat and stomach.

She can completely feel what Pan Jing is enduring.

It was no longer enough to describe it as "collapse". Pan Jing's whole body was disintegrating. From her forehead, the tips of her ears to her toes, she was split into pieces, as if she had given herself Lingchi.

As a victim, I have already suffered physical and psychological harm and am in self-hatred, and the questioning just now has further intensified this pain.

Pan Jing wanted to escape, but the weak flame that symbolized courage burned in her heart again, reminding her that she should be strong, but she knew very well that she couldn't do it now, so she blamed herself doubly, denied herself, and was subjected to all kinds of

Emotions are packed to the brim, like a complex and unsolvable Luban lock, which can only be roughly tossed, trying to open - or directly destroyed.

It would be nice if there was someone strong and safe at this time. He might be able to pick up the helpless Pan Jing like a prince in a fairy tale or a domineering president in a novel, and let her lean against his body.

chest, and cried happily after feeling the warmth and comfort.

But no - this is the most tragic reality. Girls had better not place their hopes on an illusory strong man, even though such a plot is both dreamy and romantic.

So Li Mu Masako ran to the next busier street to see if she could get a taxi or call a car on the app, while Min Yuanyuan and Qiao Yu squatted around Pan Jing, using a

A petite body shielded her from the cool night breeze.

"Cover your ears." Qiao Yu took a small breath. She was now bursting with tears like Pan Jing, her heartbeat was beating violently, and a strong feeling of nausea lingered in her stomach and throat.

"Ah? Oh, oh, okay."

Min Yuanyuan was stunned for a moment and quickly followed the instructions.

Qiao Yu paused and moved closer to Pan Jing, whose eyes were already lifeless. A string of strange melodies floated from her lips, her voice was hoarse and weird.

She reached out to push aside Pan Jing's hair that was hanging on both sides and stuck to her cheeks with tears. She held her face in her palms and forced those empty eyes to look at her.

Qiao Yu sang and sang until Pan Jing lost consciousness, straightened forward and threw herself into her arms.

Min Yuanyuan's eyes widened.

Qiao Yu, who was pressed down by a heavy body, gritted her teeth to support Pan Jing's weight, and indicated with her eyes that Min Yuanyuan could stop covering her ears.

"What...what's going on?" Min Yuanyuan's voice contained worry and fear at the same time.

"Hypnosis." Qiao Yu's sweat mixed with tears, and she blinked her eyes tiredly, "Let her sleep for a while first."

"Come on, be careful." She then moved back gently, letting Min Yuanyuan hold Pan Jing's upper body, "I'm going to make a call."

There was almost no delay in Sen Ran's reply. She had actually been waiting for Qiao Yu's help.

But she knows - and Qiao Yu also knows - that only Qin Jue, not even Cheng Zheng, can use this power unconditionally anytime, anywhere.

This is the rule.

Who can guarantee that when one person has important matters, the other is not in a life-or-death situation? Qin Jue is the most important and the highest priority. Unless absolutely necessary, Qiao Yu will never borrow Senran's energy for his own personal affairs.

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What's more, "dimensionality reduction attack" is not a panacea.

Even if Zhang He and the annoying male police officer were arrested immediately, Pan Jing would still be in this state.

Rather than punishment, Qiao Yu cares about this innocent girl who has been on the verge of death several times.

"Lili, I can send a car to take you to the nearest Qinke Experience Center! The hospital can also do it!" Senran said anxiously.

"No." Qiao Yu looked tired and gasped, "A Ran, please find one police station and another one..."

"Is there a police station with female police officers on duty now?" Mori Ran started data retrieval while speaking.

Qiao Yu paused for two seconds.

"I don't think so..." she whispered, "it would be better to use 'the police station that has handled the most rape cases in the past six months' as the keyword."

Gender is neither a prejudice nor a barrier. No one can guarantee that a female police officer will not hurt the victim.

"Found it." Moriran said after a second, "I have notified the housekeeper, the car will be here soon - Lili, this is my judgment, don't be brave."

Qiao Yu gasped and nodded: "Okay."

Chi Chuan arranged the car into the APP that Limu Masako was calling a taxi. Until the female driver opened the car door and helped them put the sleeping Pan Jing into the back seat of the car, Limu Masako was still surprised how she could take the order in one second.

For online ride-hailing services that arrive in less than three minutes, you must know that ride-hailing services without a destination are the most difficult to accept. Drivers usually have to decide whether they should place the order based on the price.

Qiao Yu gave the address according to the message sent by Sen Ran on her mobile phone.

"Where are we going?" Min Yuanyuan asked quietly.

"Police station."

Qiao Yu simply answered. She asked Senran to take over the authority of her mobile phone, used the entire recording in the interrogation room as evidence to complain about the male police officer on the national APP, and then forcefully pulled the unconscious Pan Jing to the

In her arms (Masako Riki helped her), her lips were close to her ear.

Many times, women who have been bullied do not want to call the police, not only because it is difficult to speak up, but also because they will suffer unimaginable secondary harm during the narrative process.

Qiao Yu used a technique similar to hypnosis to dilute Pan Jing's memory just now. This task was not easy. Her mood was extremely heavy and her voice was low and hoarse, but still soft.

She was full of love for this sleeping girl.

It’s hard to imagine that in such a situation, Pan Jing could still be considerate and brave enough to think about others.

This is a kind and soft girl, a flower that is still trying to bloom with withered petals under the heavy rain.

The public security bureau chosen by Mori Ran is right across from the gynecological hospital, and there is regular cooperation and exchange between the two.

The private car stopped steadily, and at the same time Pan Jing slowly woke up.

She let out a few uncomfortable moans, and Masako Limu unscrewed the thermos cup with integrated lid, poured out some warm water and fed it to her.

Qiao Yu held Pan Jing's hand before she shivered reflexively when she saw the police station sign. Her voice was soft and magnetic, as if it was laced with magic:

"Jingjing, it's warm here, let's go inside and stay for a while, okay?"

Pan Jing shrank into her arms blankly, her eyes flickering uneasily: "Really...really?"

"Yes." Qiao Yu hugged her and continued, "Don't be afraid, we are just going to warm up, just to keep warm."

Pan Jing's memory of the police station has not disappeared, but has been hidden deep under the guidance of self-protection instinct and Qiao Yu. Qiao Yu knows this, so she always maintains a hypnotic tone of voice, downplaying anything that may irritate her.

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To be continued...