Fisherman's Wharf is the famous tourist attractions in San Francisco， the streets off in a continuous line。 Qi Lin in through the crowd， dodging Qin poetry pursuit， sometimes bad smile towards the girl blinked。
Girl do not be fooled， chasing a few steps to fight not， he paused， slowly and in the back， biting her lower lip， smile and see Qi Lin funny。
When the crowd broke a commotion scream， a figure waving to the body down to Qin poetry。
Lin Qi Dao is not good， hurriedly rushed through the crowd。
This figure is a tall man， a petite girl of course can not stop， Qin poetry was knocked to the ground。
Two people fell to the ground， and a man's hand clutching his right hand Qin poetry。
Qi Lin rushed up， grabbed the man's arm， a lift him。
But see Qin poetry seems to frighten not light， holding his left hand in， was previously the man took hold of the right hand clenched into a fist， don't live of tremble， white coat also infected with some red。
Qi Lin paled， bent down to help Qin poetry， eagerly asked： "little elder sister Shi， are you hurt？"
Qin poetry on Lin Qi arms trembled for a while， just recovered from the shock， said： "I fear…… Me， it doesn't seem to be。"
Qi Lin carefully looked at the girl and saw that her face was pale， show MOU with panic， some shortness of breath， lips because scared to lose color， shaking slightly， coat of red blood spots seems to be contaminated by others。
The girl didn't look hurt。
"All blame me！" Qi Lin very self blame， if oneself just in Qin poetry around guarding， she would not be the man knocked down。
The girl in the arms feel warm and safe， breathing slowly down。 She shook her head slightly。 "I'm fine。 Only just…… Only just……"
"What's going on？" Qi Lin asked。
"He， he gave me the same thing……" Qin poetry at Qi Lin， show Mou in a panic， look for help， like the little beasts poor。
Qi Lin in her ear gently said： "the little poem sister， don't be afraid。 Give it to me， I'll deal with it。"
"It's on my right hand……" The girl's voice is light a quavery said， "I like the right move， can not move……"
When Qi Lincai found Qin poetry right hand has three red finger prints， visible just that people catch more ruthless。
"I am on your side， don't be afraid。" Qi Lin in the girl whispered to comfort， the left hand to hold the girl， right hand naturally hold the girl's fist。
Feel Qi coming from the right hand of the warmth， the girl's right hand fist quietly open， a metal of small things fall in the hand of the palm。
"Well， it's fine， I'll handle it。" Qi Lin right thumb in red marks the girl on the back of the hand gently a few times， loosen the girl's right hand， the thing that held in the fist。
From the palm of the touch， Qi Pro can feel this metal object is a key。
By two people around the body to block the line of sight， Qi Lin quietly put the key secretly into his own pocket。
Qi Lin Piao several eyes beside the man lying on his back。
White， visual between 35 to 40 years old， tall， brown hair， face have beard residue， the skin is long-term not bask in the sun's morbid white， with a tattoo on her neck， thick finger joints， wearing a substandard season Banjiu black jacket， inside the gray T-shirt sweat wet a piece， abdominal position with clusters of dark red blood。 This man doesn't seem to be alive。
Strange is this man， in addition to the pain of the face before dying， the pain and distortion， unexpectedly faint with the release of the expression。
Surrounded by a circle of people， but no one dared to come forward。
Because the fisherman's Wharf is the famous tourist attractions in San Francisco， four police cars arrived soon after。
The police to divert the crowd， with the warning line to the scene around the up。
Qi Lin two people were a fat black cop to a "Dodge Challenger" cars。 Black police let two people on the back seat of the car to rest， and then the general body of the hill in front of the police car to sit on the seat。 Qi Lin obviously felt a shock， the whole body is tilted to the left a little bit， the black police did not speak more， just to keep two people。
Qi Lin gently hold Qin poetry。 Affected by Qi， the girl a lot of emotional calm。
After a moment， a plain clothes， the waist don't a badge of white women in the police to open the door， on the copilot position， bang bang shut the door。
Female police side sat， looked to the two people， opened the car on the intercom， asked： "do you understand English？"
Two people nod。
"According to the rights conferred by the constitution of the United States， the police have the right to ask questions relevant to the case to you， you have the right to remain silent， everything you say to any police officer may as court of your negative evidence；……"
Female police will "Miranda warning" to the two people read out again。
"We're not a suspect， you're a racial discrimination！" Qi Lin Shen said。
White female police like choking， turned a big eyes， and then look to the next peer。 The policeman smiled a fat black tanshou said nothing。
"I just told you the right。 You are the last contact with the murder of the deceased person， you have the obligation to cooperate with the police to provide useful information to help solve the case。" Female police continue to say， but a lot of tone to ease。
Qi Lin felt Qin poetry finger wrote in his right hand secretly： "pay？"
Qi Lin quietly， quietly holding the girl to write a word
No"。
Qin poetry expression does not change， or just the same。
Qi Lin secretly glad， but also good little sister
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