Enchanting His Heart: His Little Fox-Chapter 287: Has Song Yi Disappeared?

"When was the last time you signed this contract?" 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶

Song Yi sat straight upright, revealing nothing out of the ordinary: "I’ve already told you, you can refer to the transcript between me and Officer Tang."

But underneath, a hand was tightly clutching her own clothes.

The psychological shadows and fears from childhood are quite difficult to overcome.

Just try to maintain facial equilibrium as much as possible.

Pan Juanfeng frowned: "But you came over saying you want to be interrogated again, please cooperate."

Song Yi: "But you just came in saying there were some questions you missed, so you wanted to ask me. However, these questions have already been asked by Officer Tang; I think the transcript should have a record."

"So, when you’re asking me, I feel there’s no need to answer you a second time."

Song Yi’s voice was soft, but each word carried assertiveness.

Cold and indifferent.

Looking up into her eyes, there is only calmness, no extra emotion visible.

This woman is a bit tricky to interrogate; sharp-tongued and likes to retort.

Moreover, her logic is extremely strong. The words spoken upon entering were merely formalities, and it was unexpected she remembered them all.

Pan Juanfeng is not specialized in criminal interrogation.

Meeting someone like Song Yi, a tough little fox in the business world, is indeed problematic; this woman’s speech is full of traps.

Song Yi’s pursed lips saw Pan Juanfeng probing her in his gaze.

She clearly confirmed in her heart that this man couldn’t understand her.

This time, Song Yi felt less pressure dealing with Pan Juanfeng.

When the opposing party finds themselves unable to handle you, that’s when your confidence grows the most.

Pan Juanfeng isn’t like Tang Si; Song Yi has met countless people and can generally judge them correctly, but when Tang Si doesn’t want to reveal emotions, she can’t decipher it.

But Pan Juanfeng, he’s easy to see through.

Song Yi: "If you have any other questions, please ask. If not, can this be over?"

"This incident did happen in my company; the person died in my company, but what does her cause of death have to do with me?"

"If you think her cause of death is related to me, then please present evidence. Otherwise, I feel there’s no need for me to sit here and cooperate with you."

Pan Juanfeng’s face was stern.

Tang Si was just outside trying to appease him.

Hoping he would be lenient with this woman, but seeing her like this, how is she easy to provoke?

She’s practically the same type as Tang Si; wearing a friendly facade but actually cold and cunning.

Song Yi unyieldingly: "Also, I think your interrogation style is not as good as Officer Tang’s. He goes straight to the point, unlike you, who beats around the bush."

"No wonder one’s from the first team, and one’s from the second team."

Pan Juanfeng was talked into grinding his teeth by Song Yi.

In the end, he just asked a few simple questions and let her go because there really was no reason to keep her here.

As soon as Song Yi got out, she breathed a sigh of relief. Tang Si stood at the door.

She stood there, incredibly wanting to rush over and hug him, but didn’t know if she could do that here, so she held back.

Behind her was a fine cold sweat, and her temples were sweat-drenched.

Like she had fought a big battle inside.

Tang Si pulled her into his embrace.

Pan Juanfeng watched them, with a grim face, and simply left.

Song Yi felt familiar scents, and her tense body and mind completely relaxed.

Because of this relaxation, she instantly felt limp all over.

No strength; her arms weak, legs weak, and her mind was foggy.

Tang Si felt the woman in his arms slowly sinking, and he frowned: "Song Yi?"

"..." The woman in his arms showed no movement.

"Song Yi?" Tang Si pulled her up.

The woman tightly closed her eyes, her brows furrowed.

But there was no consciousness.

...

In the hospital.

Tang Si was bustling about.

The doctor said, "After sleeping it’ll be fine. There was a bit of a high fever, and the nerves were extremely tense; relaxing can lead to fainting."

"Needs rest in the future, can’t be overworked. Plus, she might have her deepest fears triggered internally, causing extreme nerve tension; must watch out for these signs."

Tang Si nodded: "Okay, thank you, doctor."

...

When Song Yi woke up, she could only hear the noisy rain outside.

In a daze, not knowing where she was, she opened her eyes to a blurry white.

Her head felt like it was about to explode, she raised a hand, wanting to rub her temples.

She realized her hand was pierced with a needle, an IV tube.

Gradually she smelled dense disinfectant.

She knew she was in a hospital.

"Ring ring ring—" The phone rang right at this moment.

Song Yi groggily searched for her phone.

Answering: "Tang Si, where are you?"

"At the team," Tang Si: "Just out of a meeting, called to see if you’re awake."

He was too busy to care for her at the hospital with a case just occurring, needing thorough review and investigation direction structuring.

And with limited time to solve the case, every minute is crucial.

Tang Si said: "I called Li Wen, has he arrived?"

Song Yi looked around: "Haven’t seen anyone."

"He might arrive soon. If he does, call me, so I can be at ease."

"Okay."

Tang Si explained a few more things and quickly hung up the call.

...

Late night.

The rain eased, pattering lightly.

Tang Si dragged his exhausted body from the meeting room.

Raised his hand, checking time, three in the morning.

At six, need to visit for investigation.

There are three hours left for rest; everyone at the team just lay down on the office desks to sleep.

Going home and coming back means less sleep.

And Tang Si, his steps were toward his car.

Just opened the car door and sat down, Li Wen’s call came.

Three in the morning, calling at this hour, tells him it’s not good news.

He answered, directly asking: "What happened?"

Li Wen’s voice trembling: "Song, President Song... is missing!"

Tang Si almost sped to the hospital.

Song Yi’s ward, sealed off denying entry.

Entering, Tang Si saw only bloodstained white sheets; the blood nearly soaked most of the sheet.

The room was dense with a bloody smell.

The sheets were messy, marks of desperate struggle.

Table fruit and porridge, all scattered on the floor.

Tang Si’s face looked terrible; when sight fell on a certain spot on the bed...

The man’s eyes instantly turned frightful, ominous clouds gathering—

Li Wen saw that and was too scared to utter a word.