Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox-Chapter 282: Really Want to Hold Her

The hall, glass shattered all over the floor.

A person lay on the ground, blood spreading across their chest, staining the glass shards a vivid red.

A gentle breeze blew, bringing the thick scent of blood into the lungs, causing discomfort.

Song Yi turned around and saw this scene, her mind buzzing as if numerous images were crashing through her head, desperately trying to grasp those scenes.

But they vanished instantly.

The package in her hand fell to the ground, and the hall was filled with panic.

Wen Mu was also stunned, with shock written all over his face, the woman beside him just collapsed like that...

Outside, the wind howled, and the weather turned gloomy in an instant, dark clouds gathering and covering the sky as the entire city was shrouded.

Wen Mu’s face looked extremely grim as he gazed towards a certain building in the distance.

Soon, Song Yi came to her senses, her hands trembling, and called the police.

The police arrived quickly.

The whole company was cordoned off with police tape, with many bystanders taking photos, but they were stopped by the police.

Yet, some photos still leaked out.

The internet was abuzz with various versions, speaking ill of Night Entertainment, causing widespread panic.

Tang Si got out of the car, his expression dark, exuding an aura of sharpness and intimidation.

There were still people taking photos with their phones.

Tang Si’s brows lifted, and a fierce look filled his deep eyes: "Anyone who fucking takes another picture can come have a chat at the station."

His tone was as cold as frost and snow, further chilling the already gloomy sky.

Ningxia Chuan and Zhou Liang conducted an on-site investigation. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

It was a long-range sniper shot, aimed directly at her heart.

The bullet pierced through the glass door.

Tang Si stood there, his gaze sweeping across everything, his dark eyes suddenly narrowing slightly.

He crouched, found the bullet’s tip in the pile of glass, rubbed the bullet with his fingers, and frowned.

He instantly recognized it, used by professional snipers, with long range, high accuracy, and extremely strong penetration, rated first in overall performance.

His eyes were deeply contemplative; someone wanted Chang Yue dead, or perhaps someone didn’t want him to live peacefully, continuously sending him warnings...

Who was behind this...

Tang Si placed the bullet head into an evidence bag, stood up, and spoke in a heavy tone to the forensic officer Wang Jinliang: "Take the body back, suppress online information as much as possible."

Chang Yue, a top-tier actress, 25 years old, in the prime of her youth.

A local, with a local household registration, harmonious and happy family, and now with such an incident, it’s bound to explode online, increasing the pressure on their investigation.

The public interest is exceptionally high because Chang Yue is a public figure, and a very popular one at that.

Tang Si looked at Zhou Liang: "Take someone to check Chang Yue’s social connections, see if she’s had any feuds or entanglements with anyone recently."

"And get someone..." Tang Si pointed at Wen Mu over there: "Get a statement from him."

He stood in the crowd, calm and composed, giving orders for everything.

Everyone followed his commands, bustling around.

Song Yi stood at a distance, just watching him.

She still felt a cold chill all over her body, with no warmth.

"Boom——" Thunder roared outside.

The rain poured mercilessly from the sky.

Chang Yue was placed on a stretcher, enclosed in a body bag.

The raindrops were heavy, pounding on the bag, as if trying to shatter it, wanting to show the person inside this dreary sky.

The cold wind swept continuously.

They lifted the person onto the vehicle with a chill.

If not for the body bag, the blood would surely have been diluted by the rain.

Along with the rainwater, dyeing everyone’s feet...

The atmosphere at the scene was oppressively low, with everyone stern-faced clearing and inspecting.

Adding the heavy rain, the whole place felt utterly lifeless.

Another person died, and the cold wind blowing by raised goosebumps, it couldn’t just be called a cold wind, but rather an eerie, chilling gust.

The rain was so heavy that it obscured people’s vision.

Tang Si watched as Chang Yue was lifted onto the vehicle and then withdrew his gaze, turning back to meet Song Yi’s eyes.

The woman stood there, staring at him, showing nothing on her face, expression calm, eyes tranquil.

Just like the first time he brought Song Yi to the criminal investigation team, calm and subtly alluring.

His eyes were deep and dark, withholding any emotion, lips pursed: "Xiachuan, come with me."

"Mm."

He strode toward Song Yi, his tone serious: "Keep the body camera on, take notes."

"Mm, okay." Ningxia Chuan followed behind Tang Si.

Ningxia Chuan was always taciturn, not one for many words.

Song Yi watched as the man approached her step by step.

That wasn’t Tang Si, not her boyfriend.

But Officer Tang, coming toward her.

Song Yi’s steps backed away slightly, the movement betraying her supposed calm facade.

Tang Si glanced down, seeing her retreating steps, and pursed his lips, his heart tightening.

Song Yi took another step back, but behind her was the counter, leaving her nowhere to retreat.

Moreover, the man was already standing in front of her.

A familiar yet strange scent tightly enveloped Song Yi.

Her heart began to race.

It wasn’t excitement, but fear and anxiety.

"Ms. Song Yi, please cooperate with the investigation and give a statement." Tang Si pointed to his badge clipped to his chest.

His expression was cold, staring at Song Yi.

Song Yi bit her lip and replied in a flat tone: "Okay."

Tang Si nodded, speaking in an equally flat tone: "Song Yi, founder of Night Entertainment, what’s your relationship with Chang Yue?"

"She just signed with my company, the contract was just settled, and then she was like that."

Ningxia Chuan stood quietly behind, taking notes.

Tang Si asked again: "When was the contract signed, when did the negotiations start, who introduced her, and where is the contract?"

His interrogation was cold, devoid of any personal sentiment.

Song Yi lowered her gaze, hiding the emotions in her eyes, and replied with equal calmness: "Just now, a little after five, negotiations started a few days ago, Wen Mu brought her over, the contract is upstairs in the office, you can go get it."

Their tones and manner of questioning and answering were completely like strangers.

Tang Si frowned, his gaze falling on the woman’s hand on the counter, trembling slightly.

His heart clenched tighter, as if a small knife was carving into it, cutting with each throb.

He wanted so much to hold her, to tell her it was okay, he was there.

But he couldn’t...

Work came first, and he couldn’t do that.

Song Yi also understood perfectly well that he couldn’t comfort her at this moment.

Even though he was her only reliance right now, the only source of security, it was impossible.

Tang Si kept a serious face, glanced around at the bustling police in the hall.

A second or two later, he looked back and spoke: "Let’s go upstairs and look at the contract."