The woman's face had been distorted from extreme fear and pain, and the humiliation of being seen naked by a man made her want to reach out to cover her chest and lower body, but the more intense tingling sensation coming from her back made her have to desperately push forward her chest, and her hands were weakly covering up and down. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Let her go!" This unexpected scene made Qiu Yan confused.

The man didn't answer, only heard his breathing getting heavier.

"Friend.." Qiu Yan tried her best to calm herself down, carefully moving her steps, trying to save the woman. "There's something to discuss. ”

The man remained silent, and without bargaining, there was no way to know his intentions.

"Help.. Help me.." The woman's face had turned purple, and she had just spit out these words, but her eyes suddenly widened. There was a weird gurgling sound in her throat, and her body trembled violently.

Qiu Yan saw a shiny metal object burst out from under the woman's chest! Almost at the same time, the man pushed the woman away, turned around and pulled the door open and ran.

Qiu Yan watched in amazement as the woman who had been stabbed staggered towards her with her hands outstretched. The woman was speechless, and her eyes were filled with deep despair and pleading. As soon as she took a step, she fell headlong to the ground. The stab was so clean that the woman didn't even have time to bleed. But Qiu Yan clearly knew that the woman's heart had been pierced.

In the next moment, Qiu Yan's mind was blank, and he looked at everything in front of him unprepared. There was a peculiar smell in the air, and before he had time to think about it, he gritted his teeth, stepped over the woman's still spasmodic body, drew his dagger, and chased it out.

The man did not try to escape the mall, but instead ran up the stairs.

Qiu Yan followed, and the sudden murder made his brain a mess. Why did that man smell like that? Who was he? Why did he kill her? Countless question marks made Qiu Yan lose the ability to think and discern for a while, and there was only one thought in his heart: he must not be allowed to escape!

At every corner, Qiu Yan had to be on guard to make sure that there was no ambush before continuing to chase after him, which should have gradually widened the distance between him and the murderer, but the murderer didn't seem to have the idea of continuing to escape. When Qiu Yan suddenly realized that the hurried footsteps above his head had disappeared, he looked up and saw the murderer standing on the stairs above panting.

At that moment, Qiu Ya seemed to see a flash of sadness in the murderer's eyes, however, that look was quickly drowned in the determination to die. Immediately afterwards, the murderer opened his arms, completely exposing his chest and abdomen, raised his hands above his head, and swooped down on Qiu Yan in an extremely stupid posture.

Qiu Yan saw the cold light flashing in the man's hand, so he instinctively swiped the dagger.

'Bang!' A gunshot rang out! The huge impact of the bullet caused the murderer's body to tilt in the air, and before he could pounce in front of him, he fell to the ground with a thud.

Qiu Yan was stunned by the sudden gunshot, and immediately turned his gaze to the man lying on his back. It wasn't a murder weapon, just an ordinary steel spoon. Large streams of blood were pouring out of the man's chest, his eyes were glazed, and his breathing was short.

Qiu Yan secretly screamed in his heart, squatted down, pulled up the man's shirt, and asked loudly. "Who the hell are you!Who made you do this!?"

A strange smile suddenly appeared at the corner of the man's bloody mouth, and he turned his eyes with great effort, and his eyes were full of mockery. "Yes.. You.."

Although the voice was soft, Qiu Yan could hear it clearly. In an instant, Qiu Yan was speechless for a while, just staring at the dying face in front of him.

There was a chaotic sound of footsteps in the stairwell, and Qiu Yan hurriedly stood up, staring vigilantly at the stairs below. In the blink of an eye, several people had rushed to the platform. In the other party invariably shouted. "Don't move!" "Lay down your weapons!" and a tug-at sound. The leader asked in surprise. "Liang Qiuyan, why are you here?"

"Captain of the Torture Force?" After identifying the comer, Qiu Yan also blurted out. "You fired that shot?"

"Yes!" the captain was a little impatient. "He just committed a murder in the mall. You take a few people to cordon off the scene, and then notify the police department to come immediately. You, and you. He ordered two cops. "Let's see if he's saved. ”

The policeman next to him answered, took out his mobile phone and rushed downstairs while pressing the number. The two policemen who remained in the present immediately leaned over the man. One rolls his eyelids, the other feels his pulse. After a few seconds, the two men straightened up and shook their heads in unison.

"Give him CPR!" the captain of the torture team was clearly unrelenting. "Just talk. ”

After receiving the order, the two immediately squatted down and got busy. Press on your chest and breathe mouth-to-mouth. After a few minutes of busyness, the man's body remained limp and motionless. The face of the torture captain became more and more gloomy. When he saw a policeman wipe the blood from his mouth and plan to give artificial respiration to the man again, he cursed in a low voice and waved his hand. "Forget it. ”

Qiu Yan looked at the man's body and was slightly stunned, and when he came back to his senses, he found that there were already four policemen surrounding him. Almost at the same time, a policeman behind him quickly pulled out the handcuffs and cuffed them on one of Qiu Yan's hands with a click. The cold texture and strangulation of the steel made Qiu Yan instinctively resist, but soon, the other hand was also handcuffed.

"Hey, what are you doing here?" Qiu Yan was a little angry, and his words were not good.

"You've been at the scene of the murder twice, and you've had to go back with me to explain!" the captain shouted.

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Feeling the late autumn wind whistling in through the cracks in the car door, the feeling of emptiness made Qiu Yan very uncomfortable. Qiu Yan looked out the window and at the pedestrians, and couldn't help but recall the last sadness in the man's eyes in his head. What that face looked like in the carefree years. After experiencing people and events, it is possible to reveal that kind of unexplained emotion, and it may not only be the face that continues to change over the years.

"Say, what are you doing in the mall, why are you tracking the murderer?" said the policeman in front of him without a trace of emotion.

"How many times do you want me to repeat it? I said buy clothes and buy clothes, it's just a coincidence!" Qiu Yan was not good at words, and could only repeat without a sentence.

"Let me tell you. A girl sitting behind Qiu Yan, with her eyes lowered, said softly. "Brother Qiu Yan accompanied me to visit the mall at about five o'clock this afternoon, add some clothes, and the entry and exit times of the parking lot should be recorded in detail. The time you mentioned about the crime was also the time when Brother Qiu Yan went to the bathroom, and the waiter at the shop could testify. It can be seen that this is completely a coincidence. ”

The policeman asked, looking at each other and raising an eyebrow. "Who are you!?"

"Me?" the girl thought for a moment, a slight smile on her lips. "I'm Brother Qiu Yan's girlfriend, my name is Chen Yao. ”