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Chapter 831 Accident (2)

Meng Yiran knew that it was inconvenient for him to speak in front of the two of them, so she stood up immediately and walked upstairs to the study with the lawyer.

The lawyer closed the door tightly before coming over and stopping in front of her.

"Miss Meng, I just want to ask you a question."

"Say."

"You..." the lawyer lowered his voice, "Does the bombing case have anything to do with you?"

"Nonsense!" Meng Yiran frowned and cursed, "Of course not."

The other party was just her lawyer, and of course Meng Yiran would not tell him the truth, not just him, nor anyone else.

The lawyer nodded, "That's good. You can wait at ease. They can't find your evidence. In a few days, they must return the documents to you according to the procedure. By then, you will be free and can go wherever you want." Can."

Meng Yiran was anxious, but there was only a wry smile on her face.

"It seems that now... that's the only way to go. You've been busy for the past few days. Go back and rest early today. I'll call you again if there's anything else to do."

"Okay." The lawyer nodded lightly, picked up his briefcase and left.

Meng Yiran sent him to the stairs, she turned back to a study room, closed the door tightly, walked to the table, took out a cigarette from the drawer, put it in her mouth to light it, and walked to the balcony.

Leaning against the railing, he exhaled a puff of blue smoke.

There is still a week before she is officially released. The reason why she hurt herself twice is to use this opportunity to escape from this place of right and wrong, and she will always feel uneasy when she waits like this.

After thinking about it, she turned and went back to the room.

Throwing the cigarettes into the ashtray, he immediately opened the safe, took out a spare mobile phone from it, and dialed a phone number.

The phone was connected quickly, and there was an unfamiliar male voice on the other end.

"Who are you looking for?"

"Adams?"

"What do you want from him?" Meng Yiran raised her eyebrows slightly, "Who are you?"

"I'm a friend of Adams..."

Another female voice came faintly from behind the man.

"Sheriff..."

Although the voice was very small, Meng Yiran still heard it in her ears, her heart tightened, and she hung up the phone in a panic.

Looking at the phone in her hand, she froze for a moment, then quickly turned off the phone, took out the phone card from inside, cut it with scissors, strode into the bathroom, threw the cut card into the toilet, and pressed the flush button.

She turned back and stood in front of the sink to wash her hands, but her palms were visibly trembling and she couldn't control them.

This phone number is the number she used to contact Adams, the former killer's middleman.

Originally, this call was made to ask Adams to help her think of a way to see if he could get her a fake passport or use other methods to help her get out of the country, but I didn't expect this to be the result.

The mobile phone is in the hands of the police. Could it be that the other party has been arrested, then...Will Adams confess her?

The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became, Meng Yiran turned off the faucet with trembling fingers.

Well, what should she do now? !

"Calm down, calm down!"

After washing her face with cold water, she went back to the study, thought about it, and hurriedly opened the box, took out a wad of cash from it, took it in her hand, and threw it heavily on the table.

"Damn!"

No passport, no documents... She can't even buy a plane ticket, and you can't even book a hotel, so where can she go?

Is it just waiting here?

No, no!

(End of this chapter)