Chapter 474 Girls Help Girls (Part 2)

Masako Limu noticed that Qiao Yu was trembling.

In fact, the three girls accompanying Pan Jing all trembled to varying degrees, but Pan Jing's reaction was too prominent, which made them seem 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 loud voices. And they, four girls, are in the not-so-spacious interrogation room, with a small space and pale overhead lights. And the sturdy man sitting opposite - who wouldn't be afraid?

People often laugh and say that a girl overreacts. 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?" Even criminals are looked down upon!" And when the girl did have a beautiful face and figure, they said: "Oh, women are sensitive, and everyone looks like a bad guy. We are always on guard and feel aggrieved, okay? ?”

Yes, always. 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, will subconsciously look at someone of the opposite sex who is big-bodied or round-waisted or speaks rudely. I felt scared.

Overreaction? No, this is instinctive self-preservation.

Qiao Yu held her breath hard before and after she reached 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 are still not good at it, so you can only suffer the consequences."

As a result, more victims fell into self-questioning of "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, his eyes rolling on their backs, and he sneered for a while. He said loudly and shook his head to his colleagues.

"That's true." 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 his eyebrows in pain.

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

She could completely feel what Pan Jing was enduring.

It was no longer enough to describe it as "collapse". Pan Jing's entire 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 Ling Chi.

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

Pan Jing wanted to escape, but the weak flame symbolizing 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 and denied herself doubly, 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 him. Chest, feeling the warmth and comfort and crying loudly.

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 Limu 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 wind.

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

"Huh? 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 and 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. 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 phone call."

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

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

This is the rule.

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

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 cared about this innocent girl who was near 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, "Aran, please find one police station and another one..."

"Is there a police station with female police officers on duty now?" Mori Ran was already searching for data 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 female police officers will not hurt the victims.

"Found it." Moriran said after a second, "I have informed 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 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. Online ride-hailing services that arrive in less than three minutes are the most difficult to accept if the destination is not specified. 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 softly.

"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 just now as evidence to complain about the male police officer on the national APP, and then forcefully pulled the unconscious Pan Jing into her arms. In her arms (Masako Riki helped her), her lips came 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 filled with affection for the 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 Mori Ran selected was right across from the gynecological hospital, and there was 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 Rimu unscrewed the thermos cup with integrated lid, poured out a little warm water and fed it to her.

Qiao Yu held Pan Jing's hand before she saw the police station sign and shivered reflexively. Her voice was soft and magnetic, as if mixed 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 knew this, so she always maintained a hypnotic tone of voice, downplaying anything that might irritate her.

They helped Pan Jing get out of the car. The female driver looked at Qiao Yu with questioning eyes, and Qiao Yu shook her head slightly.

If today's matter is solved by using privileges and external forces, what will Pan Jing do if she can't meet her or other passers-by who lend a helping hand in the future?

The most important thing is to save yourself.

The private car drove away behind the girls. Min Yuanyuan, under Qiao Yu's instruction, reported the case and explained the situation on the way there. At this time, a policewoman stood at the door of the Public Security Bureau. She saw their figures a few meters away and ran away immediately. Come.

Pan Jing was helped into the door and into the room with a transparent glass wall on the right.

There was also a male policeman on duty in the bureau. He always stood at a distance. When he saw Pan Jing walking frivolously, he immediately took a few cushions from the lounge. He did not step forward, but handed them to her. He gave it to the policewoman, who then helped to place it on Pan Jing's back and buttocks.

"Is it warmer?" Qiao Yu asked.

Pan Jing held the hot water the policewoman gave her, her pale face recovered a little, and she nodded in panic.

"Let's just rest here for a while." Qiao Yu comforted.

In her palm she clutched the voice recorder that the policewoman had quietly thrust into her hand just now.

In the next half hour, no police came over. It seemed that as Qiao Yu said, they really just found a place to warm their bodies.

Through the transparent wall, Pan Jing looked blankly as she watched the female police officer sitting on duty, sometimes answering the phone, sometimes lowering her head to write.

She looked far away and... safe.

Pan Jing's tense body slowly relaxed in the company of the other three.

Qiao Yu hugged her and gently pressed her temples with her free hand.

"Jingjing." Qiao Yu asked in a whispering voice, "Are you feeling better?"

Pan Jing subconsciously moved closer. She liked the sound and felt very safe just listening to it.

"Okay... better." She whispered.

Qiao Yu reached out and patted Pan Jing's shoulder like a mother protecting her daughter in her arms:

"What's going on today? What happened?"

The sleep in the car and the half-hour's rest soothed Pan Jing's nerves to a great extent. She turned to look at Min Yuanyuan, and the two held their hands together.

Although Min Yuanyuan's hand was still trembling slightly, this time Pan Jing only showed a tired and uncomfortable expression and no longer cried uncontrollably.

"The cocktail party..."

Pan Jing spoke softly, finding a little confidence from Min Yuanyuan's encouraging eyes, and Qiao Yu's body temperature and voice strengthened her desire to talk.

She raised her face aggrievedly and looked into Qiao Yu's eyes.

"Yes, company team building... I have been preparing for a long time..." Pan Jing slowly started from the beginning. Although she repeated some content, no one interrupted her.

They were all listening patiently.

"...Zhang, Manager Zhang." Pan Jing trembled, and Qiao Yu hugged her tighter. "He suddenly appeared. He chatted with me, talked about products, and talked about a lot of work..."

"I've done my homework and I know all the new products that have been launched recently..."

Pan Jing's voice had a rare flash of orange-red brilliance, and Qiao Yu immediately praised her softly.

"...Zhang He said a lot of serious things. We kept chatting and had a good time... He handed me a drink, but I refused. I said I was allergic to alcohol and it was not convenient to drink..."

Pan Jing's eyes were red, "Then he gave me a drink, but I didn't drink it... really not..."

How could she be so stupid? Girls have a sense of self-preservation to some extent, and she obviously tried her best to avoid——

"He didn't seem to mind that I refused, so we continued chatting. After chatting for a while, he asked me...if I wanted to check out the cosmetics that haven't been launched yet..."

Pan Jing sobbed on Qiao Yu's shoulder.

"I still refused - I know, I know I can't go somewhere alone with a man - but Sister Lin, that's the one..."

She subconsciously looked at Min Yuanyuan, who quickly said: "I know, we know you are talking about supervisor Pang Lin."

Pan Jing trembled and nodded the tip of her chin: "Yes, yes, Pang Lin...she followed. She followed. She came over, and Zhang He praised me, saying that I was the best among the interns. Then the three of us are together—we are together—"

"That is to say, you, Sister Lin, and Manager Zhang, the three of you left the venue?" Qiao Yu asked softly.

Pan Jing said "Yeah" with a cry in her voice.

She looked at Qiao Yu crying like a wronged child asking for help, feeling extremely aggrieved.

"Sister Lin, she is a woman - she is a woman - so I -"

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Not counting the birthday congratulations chapter, there is another chapter that will be updated as usual today (10.10).