"Tear up." An Shijin tore off the sleeves of his shirt in a panic, half-hugged Chu Shi'an, and pressed the rag on her shoulder. Chu Shi'an was not shot in the neck, not in a critical position, but he was shot in the shoulder, and the bullet penetrated the flesh and stuck in the bone. Although the wound is not fatal, the amount of blood loss is extremely alarming, if there is more than blood, Chu Shi'an will fall into shock.

"Damn slut" Gan Yunpin struggled to stand up, his left hand that was kicked by Chu Shi'an was dripping with blood, which showed how hard Chu Shi'an's kick was, and he looked at Chu Shi'an with a scarlet smile in his eyes. He raised his gun again and pointed it at the two of them. An Shijin raised his eyes and glanced at Gan Yunpin, who had a fierce expression, without the slightest fear, and then lowered his head to help Chu Shi'an hold down the wound that was still bleeding. Chu Shi'an frowned, beads of sweat on his pale face dripped down, and a small moan came out of his mouth. "It's okay, I'm here, I'll be with you." An Shi's eyes were gentle, the corners of her lips hooked a light smile, lowered her head and gently kissed Chu Shi'an's forehead, if she really died here like this, it would be a lucky thing to die with Chu Shi'an. Now she hasn't caught up with this man, and when she gets to hell, she will take this man by the hand and walk with her.

The dark eyes looked at the face with closed eyes close at hand without blinking, and the rough gasps slowed down. Chu Shi'an's eyes narrowed slightly, and his hand slowly raised and gently stroked An Shijin's face: "I count to three, you fall backwards." A low voice sounded in An Shijin's ears, an ambiguous whisper, a warm breath sprayed in her ears, a little itchy, "One, two"

"Goodbye, young ladies." Gan Yunpin tilted his head and smiled sarcastically, his eyes flashed with a sinister light, killed the two women, and returned the child and the substitute ghost he hid in the corner, dealt with the scene, and then blew up the scene with an explosion and burned their bodies. When the police came, everyone was dead, and he was the only one left, and he made up another set of narratives. The substitute is an imitator, and after the negotiation fails, the imitator wants to die with them and detonates the bomb, only he survived, and no one knows the truth, except him.

The index finger on the trigger was slightly forced, and a second before the bullet was fired, An Shijin heard Chu Shi'an yell: "Three." An Shijin fell backwards, and she could even feel the bullets shooting above her, and the rapid bullets lifted the hair on her forehead in the wind.

After the bullet was fired, the recoil of the gun made Gan Yunpin close his eyes for a second. In just such a second, Chu Shi'an, who was lying on the ground, stretched out his hand and pressed it on the ground, rolled around, took out a long belt from his waist and pulled it forward. The iron on the refined belt of cowhide struck Gan Yunpin's right hand with a gun at a very fast speed. The gun fell to the ground, and Gan Yunpin screamed and took two steps back, holding his right hand.

Chu Shi'an stood up and kicked Gan Yunpin's chest, and after he fell to the ground, he pounced, knelt on his shoulders with both knees, and the belt in his hand flexibly passed through his neck and strangled him fiercely. The force felt in his neck was so big that it almost broke his neck. The huge pain and suffocation made Gan Yunpin frightened, his eyes were bloodshot, and his hand slapped the ground again and again. Bright red blood slid down the belt little by little, dripping beside him, and a hoarse and ugly voice roared out of his mouth with difficulty.

Chu Shi'an looked coldly at the front with a bit of bloodthirsty taste, the strength of his hand increased little by little, the wound on his shoulder was torn again, and blood gushed out and dripped down her hand on Gan Yunpin's hair. The struggle under his body became weaker and weaker, and slowly calmed down, but Chu Shi'an's strength did not decrease at all, and his dark eyes looked coldly ahead, slowly eroding by the blood light little by little.

An Shijin slowly got up, she looked at Chu Shi'an's back, the slightly bent thin back seemed to be shrouded in a thick layer of black fog, with a decisive killing meaning, like a sharp blade, cold made her feel strange and frightened. The inexplicable sense of uneasiness and fear was slowly suppressed by her, and then she hurriedly stepped forward, hugged Chu Shi'an's thin waist, grabbed her tightly held hand tightly, and said in a low voice: "Enough, An, if enough is enough, you will kill him." ”

"Ann, Ann, you look at me." An Shijin walked around to Chu Shi'an, stared at her eyes tightly, and squeezed Chu Shi'an's hand hard. Chu Shi'an's empty eyes focused little by little, and his gaze fell on An Shijin's face, and the frightened eyes that looked at her were relieved. Chu Shi'an fell to the side in a distraction and lay on his back on the ground.

An Shijin turned Gan Yunpin over and slapped him in the chest, "uh" Gan Yunpin breathed wildly, his face turned blue, and he died just a little bit. Like a dying fish, he lay out in the sun, deprived of oxygen, the fear of death hanging over him, and his mouth kept making heavy panting sounds.

"Ann, it's okay." An Shijin threw himself to Chu Shi'an's side and pressed her still bleeding shoulder tightly. Chu Shi'an looked up with empty eyes, his hand was gently raised and pressed on An Shijin's hand on her shoulder, and the two hands that were also stained with blood were gently put together. "An Shijin, you were scared just now, right, afraid of me." "Me"

"Don't deny it, the look in your eyes just now is very similar to the last time Xiao Chi looked at me. She pounced on me and tried to get in front of me, and I dodged it, and she died, but I dodged. Chu Shi'an's hand slowly drew a circle in mid-air and landed on the side of his neck, where there was a long and deep scar, which seemed to have been healed for a long time, but in Chu Shi'an's opinion, the wound had not been healed, and there was no dressing or bandaging. It's just □□ in the air, a little bit of rot and stinking.

"Xiao Chi has always told me that she loves me. But I didn't know what love was, and every time she said she loved me, I just smiled and never took it to heart. I didn't understand until she died, until I killed her. It turns out that I love her too, I love her. A calm voice without a trace of undulating sound just spit out of Chu Shi'an's mouth, and she looked expressionlessly at the place where the sun was shining, the dust floating in the air.

"Chu Shi'an, I believe that Xiao Chi has never blamed you, she is happy to die for, she must hope that you will live well." An Shijin pressed her wound, looked at Chu Shi'an distressedly, and half-knelt on the ground and hugged her head into his arms. "Yes." Chu Shi'an's voice came out of her chest in a low voice. "It's not that you killed her, when the knife came over, your body subconsciously wanted to protect yourself, so you dodged. You didn't know that she would pounce, it wasn't you who killed her, Chu Shi'an, it wasn't you who killed her, did you hear that. An Shijin hugged Chu Shi'an tightly and whispered in her ear as if comforting.

At the door, the lights are still on. An Shijin leaned back in his chair, staring at the door without blinking, it was a little cold in the hospital corridor at night, and the wind kept blowing in from the open window, An Shijin reached out and hugged his arm. Heavy footsteps were heard, approaching her little by little, and then stopping in front of her. An Shijin looked up, and Chu Mu stood in front of her expressionlessly: "She's okay." An Shijin took a deep breath, turned his head and continued to look at the closed door: "I was shot in the shoulder, and I had a flesh wound, but I lost a little too much blood, and it won't be a big problem." ”

Chu Mu sat down beside her, reached out and touched the wound on his face, the blood had coagulated, but he didn't deal with it. "Why don't you get a doctor to treat your wounds?" An Shijin glanced at him. Chu Mu smiled coldly: "Gan Yunpin's bomb today injured a lot of people, and the doctors in the hospital are very busy, so I don't have to trouble them with this little injury." ”

The two sat speechless and were silent for a long time. Chu Mu opened his mouth, he turned his head to look at An Shijin, his gaze was fierce: "I warned you to leave her for your own good." Do you want to know why Chu Shi'an couldn't be a policeman in the first place? An Shijin glanced at Chu Mu coldly: "I don't need you to sue me, and I don't need you to warn me, I know what I'm doing." "Her family has a history of mental illness, and her mother killed a man who insulted her because of her illness, and then committed suicide by jumping off a building, and in front of her, she committed suicide by jumping off a building." Chu Mu ignored An Shijin's refusal and continued. An Shi's eyes froze, and he turned his head to look at the light sign with a complicated expression.

"Xiao Chi and I are orphans and live in an orphanage. Not far from her home, she often appears near the orphanage, and I met her with Xiao Chi. It's also like growing up with her, before Xiao Chi Xiao Chi died, I regarded it as my sister. She's good, she would have been a good cop. After she was persuaded to retire from the police academy, she opened a detective agency and returned to her ancestral business. Xiao Chi was by her side to help her, and before that happened, the three of us were very happy. Xiao Chi has always wanted to help her, and has always wanted to make her happy. Chu Mu looked out the window, the hair on his forehead was lifted by the wind, and he could vaguely see a long scar on his forehead.

"You obviously know that it wasn't she who killed Xiao Chi, why do you keep forcing her and cursing her. You still care about her, why do you have to treat her so indifferently. You know that her love is unstable, she has been blaming herself, but you are still forcing her. An Shi stood up and walked back and forth in the corridor for a few steps, frowning, looking at Chu Mu with anger in his eyes. Xiao Chi she died, she is my own sister, she is my only relative in this world. Do you know my pain, how much I loved her before, and how much I hate her now, An Shijin, you don't understand at all, how long have you been by her side, do you know her, this is a matter between me and her, you are not qualified to say such things to me. Chu Mu stood up, pointed to the tightly closed door, and shouted loudly.

"Then why are you telling me this, do you want me to leave her, or do you want me to stay with her." An Shijin hugged his arms and looked at Chu Mu straight like this. "I don't know, I want you to leave and I want you to stay with her. Even I don't know what I'm thinking. Chu Mu sat on the chair a little dejected, holding his head. After a long time, he took out the cigarette case from his pocket and lit one. "This is the hospital." An Shi reminded him. Chu Mu glanced up at her, took a deep puff of his cigarette, and then reached out to extinguish it.

"If, I mean if. If you mean it, then don't leave her after staying with her. She seems to be a cold person on the surface, but once she lets you into her heart, she becomes sensitive and vulnerable. I just hope you don't hurt her. Chu Mu's expression was complicated, and he repeatedly took out the cigarette case from his pocket and stuffed it back. This was repeated several times before he stood up and prepared to leave.

"Chu Mu, you told me not to hurt her, what about yourself." An Shijin stopped Chu Mu and looked at his back. Chu Mu paused, stood tightly for a few minutes, then raised his legs and left, and the low voice came: "Don't tell her that I've been here, and don't tell her what I told you." ”