The curious Pingfu took one out of the diary, flipped through it, put it down, picked up another one, flipped through it, and put it down. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

She said in her heart: This is it, if there is no record, I will not look for it anymore!

Ping Yu's right hand quickly flipped through and looked over, and suddenly, she saw such a passage:

"Make me the devil?

I'll just do something devilish. Who made me born of the blood of a beast? But why am I not happy to continue to be a demon?

I understand, I still have half of my blood as a heroine! Eliminating evil and promoting good is the essence of my bones.

But Yang Hui dared to blatantly compare me with that beast, if I don't kill her, who will I kill!

Besides, if she sues again, won't all my efforts be wasted again?

I can't fail, can I? Mom.

I thought about it, relying on the passionate letter that Yang Hui wrote to the beast in his sophomore year that I dug out in the bookcase, and told Yang Hui to be at my mercy.

It's really not going to work, and there's only one way to go.

I said, 'Do you dare to come with me to the room where you were being s****ked?'

If you dare, I will let you go, return the courtship letter you wrote to my dad, and no longer look for anyone to help my dad.

If you don't dare, don't fight me.

Tell you, I testify that you are a woman who failed to marry and fall in love with your teacher but beat your teacher, loose dripping!

Know that the world is mine. ’

Perhaps, my words are too full, maybe, what can Yang Hui do if she wants me as a woman? Perhaps, she is really afraid that her courtship letter will be widely publicized by me?

Without hesitation, she agreed and followed me to the rental house, where she had been held by the beast.

She, who would know, I've been here twice.

Just for this day, this time she joined, I have made all the preparations?

When we arrived, it was 2 a.m.

Quietly, stealthily, I climbed in through the smashed glass window.

In the moonlight, my black gloves looked even more hideous.

Yang Hui's sudden words almost scared me to death.

She said, 'What are you doing with black gloves?'

I held my breath for a long time before I regained my strength and said, 'What else?' Do you want to let the detectives in Pingwei know that we've been here?'

She was silent.

I entered the room, left my shoes out the window, and hurriedly pulled a kitchen knife and towel out of my bag.

As soon as her feet hit the ground, I shoved the towel into her mouth, and she fell to her knees in fright, and then, groping all over the ground, probably trying to climb up against the wall.

In the moonlight, I gritted my teeth, turned my heart sideways, raised the kitchen knife, and pressed it against her left wrist at the low part of the wall in the opposite direction in the moonlight, and stabbed it fiercely.

The kitchen knife 'clanged' and fell to the ground, I panicked and quickly jumped away from her side, seeing that she was convulsing and struggling, maybe it did cut her, right?

Anyway, all I saw seemed to be a fist-thick blood injection like my mother's, and it sprayed straight on the wall in an instant.

I was so frightened that I fell on my knees and said to her:

'The devil has turned us into inhuman beings, and we have to kill each other.

Yang Hui, in the next life, I will avenge your revenge, sooner or later.

All your ideals and wishes, I will make them come true for you!

From now on, I won't be my life alone!

I beg your pardon. Forgive me.

I'm going to study abroad, I'm going to Cambridge, England for a PhD, it's a tacit program in my life.

Predestined, program!

You can't stop me from moving forward!'

Yang Hui didn't say a word, still "fluttering", maybe it was too painful, she spasmed.

I suddenly saw that she seemed to touch the kitchen knife, and she actually raised the kitchen knife to her wrist and fell down hard.

Lift it up again, drop it down again—

I felt the devil ghostly entangled with her.

The horror made me jump around and escape from the house.

I looked at the dark shadow from the window for I don't know how long, until she seemed to flutter away, motionless, still not saying a word.

Of course, her mouth was covered by a towel, how could she say anything?

She didn't pull out the towel with her right hand, but raised the knife and aimed it at herself.

Why did she do this? To fulfill me? Or is it better to live than to die?

I couldn't think about it so much, so I emboldened myself and began to clean up the mess with surprising calmness.

I rolled over and went into the house, took out the towel from her mouth, and ran her mouth up and down with my hands.

I try not to step on areas where there might be blood.

Then I took off my outer clothes, perhaps stained with blood, and put them in my bag.

Then I started wiping with a towel. Smear.

I'm going to make this a suicide scenario.

I'm going to erase all possible traces of me.

Jump down, put on new glass, and apply new putty.

Whether a suicide chamber is established or not depends on my luck and creation!

I grabbed the bag containing the shards of glass and my coat and towel and fled.

The small aisle is full of broken bricks and plastic bags, and it will definitely not leave my footprints, which I have long been sure of.

I had to gamble like this.

Whether I can pass the test or not depends on my luck and creation.

Mom, your gods will bless me, right?

But why did Yang Hui commit suicide? Why did she do that? Was it because of my determination?

Really, Mom, on the way home, I suddenly felt terror.

Maybe I should stop her and save her life?

No—in that case, I'm going to be completely finished!

But, Mom, I'm a demon too!

Sure enough, Yang Hui's suicide case was a murder case, and Ping Wei felt a sense of relief in his heart.

Artemisia Yanran seems to be the murderer.

Perhaps the deadliest knife was not hers, but her murderous nature was established.

This woman, is it a human or a ghost!

Artemisia Yanran, what kind of demon are you!

Ping Fu couldn't tell what kind of emotions were controlling her thinking.

This demonic bewitching girl is really the murderer of the so-called suicide case! Yang Hui, you are also blind under Jiuquan, no matter what, in the end, it is still determined that you are the victim of the killing, and I can comfort your soul.

Ping Fu didn't want to continue looking at the old diaries with pink or pale yellow or pure white covers, she felt that those old diaries with gray lines, as well as those unsent letters, were simply confessions, tortures, and spurs from the depths of the demon's soul.

A faint crisp sound of "click" made the silent early morning abrupt and loud.

Then, Pingfu heard the sound of the key being pulled out, and then the door opened.

Oh no, it's the dazzling light of a fluorescent lamp as white as day.

Ping Yu hurriedly got up from the bedside lamp, walked to the bedroom door, and a man was stunned for a moment.

Ping Yu and him met unexpectedly.

Face to face, eye to eye.

Pingfu also had a diary in his hand.

He is flustered, while Ping Fu is calm.

He said, "The seal is sticked, and you dare to tear it off and come in alone?"

Ping Shu smiled and said, "I dare to say that I represent justice, what about you, do you dare?"

He also smiled, and looked very happy, and said:

"Pingfu, as your old leader and old superior, let me tell you the truth, do you know that you, like Artemisia Yanran, are too politically immature!

I, Ouyang Qian, don't have the same knowledge as you women, and I don't care if you come here without permission to make trouble.

Besides, the little woman, pure, is still very cute.

Of course, if you listen to me, I will let you continue to flutter in your criminal police career.

There is only one condition. Do you want to do it?"

Pingfu approached him and said, "No, because you're here." If it weren't for you, I'd do it. ”

He pondered and said, "It's okay, let's exchange." If you give me her things, I'll leave the police, and you'll go back to the criminal police detachment right away! I'll arrange that. ”

Ping Fu smiled suddenly, stretched out his right hand, and said, "Okay, we'll make up our minds." Shake hands, huh?"

Director Ouyang also stretched out his right hand very generously and very chicly, and stretched out towards Ping Xuan, stretched out-

With a "click", Ping Yu quickly dropped the diary, and slipped out a pair of handcuffs from his waist with his left hand, once again performing a scene of arrest by subduing a high-ranking official:

Just listened to the sound of "click", and put a pair of shiny small handcuffs in his left hand on Director Ouyang's right wrist, and then pulled and twisted suddenly, Director Ouyang stumbled, almost knelt on the ground, and his right arm was behind him, and Ping Yu buttoned his wrist and thumb again, he had never experienced the training of capturing the enemy, and immediately screamed in pain, and then, his left arm was also pulled down from his left shoulder and back, and there was another "click" At the sound of the sound, he was also handcuffed to his left wrist, and he collapsed on the ground, unable to move.

I don't know how many times I have practiced or practiced this kind of capture technique, but now it has finally come in handy again at the police academy and the police training school.

Director Ouyang didn't dare to howl loudly, was he thinking about how to escape? Maybe he was still very strange, how could Ping Yu dare to be so imposing?