"According to the latest news from this station, the murderer who committed the extremely murderous disembowelment murder in the east of the city the day before yesterday committed the crime again in the west of the city last night, this time his target was a senior high school girl, but fortunately, when he was about to commit the murder, he was stopped in time by two senior high school boys from the first middle school who happened to pass by, but unfortunately, one of the boys surnamed Luo died in the process of fighting with the gangsters, let us express our most sincere condolences for this young hero of the new era."

The television in the hospital room was constantly broadcasting the news about last night's incident.

Zeng Jingheng looked at Luo Ji's young and immature face that appeared on the TV screen, expressionless.

The police had already come to interrogate once, but Zeng Jingheng didn't say anything.

He wasn't in the mood to speak at all.

His best friend died, right in front of him.

Anyone who encounters this kind of thing will never be in the mood to talk about it again, let alone continue to talk about it.

Therefore, he hated the TV that kept talking about it, and the host in the suit and leather shoes.

He really, wanted to smash that TV.

It's a pity that he doesn't have the strength.

The doctor has been here several times as well.

In fact, as soon as he was admitted to the hospital, the doctor did a full body examination on him.

But strange to say, or strange is that the large puncture wound on his back, which should have been in Zài, is actually gone.

It was like, there was no snake-like black shadow piercing out of his back and killing the man in black.

Except for some minor abrasions, there were no other scars on his body.

The blood stained on his body, except for Luo Ji's, was the man in black.

For this result, all the doctors were amazed, and felt that it was really a miracle that Zeng Jingheng was able to escape from that situation almost unharmed.

Miracle?

Zeng Jingheng tugged at the corners of his mouth, but he didn't laugh in the end.

"Ah Heng, do you want to drink some porridge?"

At this moment, his mother walked in from outside carrying a thermos flask, interrupting his musings.

His mother was an ordinary woman, and her middle-aged face had already shown signs of aging, and after hearing the news that Zeng Jingheng was in distress, she immediately put down the work at hand and rushed over.

His father was then admitted to the ward.

They have all been watching Zeng Jingheng all night.

Sleepless all night, they all seemed a little out of energy.

Although they have been running around for a living, almost completely ignoring Zeng Jingheng, at a critical moment, they have also fulfilled their duties as parents.

So Zeng Jingheng didn't blame them for anything.

He just looked at them very calmly and said, "Dad, Mom, I'm not hungry, you go back and rest, I want to be alone." ”

His parents were at a standoff with him for a while, and finally relented.

Because they are usually too busy with work, Zeng Jingheng has become completely independent from a certain point of view.

Many times, they don't know how to communicate with their only son.

"Then let's go first, you have a good rest by yourself, don't think too much, Mom will bring you something delicious at night." Before leaving, his mother said at the door.

"Yes." Zeng Jingheng nodded, still very calm.

It wasn't until the door of the ward closed that his face finally showed a trace of sadness.

Ah Ji ......

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In the afternoon.

The police came to the ward again to hear the news.

"Zeng Jingheng, can you describe the specific situation that night?" The policeman who came was the one before, probably because Zeng Jingheng did not cooperate three times or twice, and his tone was already a little unkind.

But Zeng Jingheng still didn't speak, he just glanced at him, and then closed his eyes.

"Classmate Zeng, I hope you can recognize the severity of the matter, if you keep silent like this again, I can count you as obstructing official business." The middle-aged policeman who questioned him was finally a little angry, and he had already begun to use threatening words such as obstruction of official business in his words.

And Zeng Jingheng, his eyes were still closed, as if he was not afraid at all, what hindered official business.

"Classmate Zeng......" The middle-aged policeman finally couldn't help it and stood up.

"Can you sue me, who is that person?" Zeng Jingheng finally spoke.

That person?

The middle-aged policeman was obviously stunned for a moment, but then reacted, Zeng Jingheng should be talking about the murderer.

He steadied his breath, barely suppressed his anger, and said slowly: "That person, he is an unemployed vagrant in the east of the city, and he has no criminal record before, so I am now investigating his criminal motives, and I hope you can fully cooperate with me." The last few words, he bit very hard, obviously, reminding and threatening Zeng Jingheng.

"Well, what do you want to know, ask, I know, tell you." Zeng Jingheng looked at the police, his eyes rolling slowly.

Hobo......

No previous criminal record......

So, in other words, he should be the same as himself, right?

The same......

Thinking of this word, Zeng Jingheng actually smiled slightly.

"What are you laughing at?" The middle-aged policeman is suspicious.

"Nothing, you ask." Zeng Jingheng shook his head and regained his composure.

"Let's tell us more about last night." The middle-aged policeman straightened his body and said in a solemn voice.

"Last night......" Zeng Jingheng pursed his lips, his eyes rolled blankly, "I went home with Ah Ji, and when I passed by that alley on the way, I heard a cry for help, so I rushed in......"

"And after that?" The policeman recorded Zeng Jingheng's words with a pen, and when he heard that Zeng Jingheng didn't say any more, he looked up at him and motioned for him to continue.

"After ......"

"Then we found out that the murderer was going to do something to the girl." Zeng Jingheng paused, "We rushed up." ”

"Then do you remember, what kind of murder weapon did the murderer use? Because we didn't find anything on the scene that was lethal. The policeman thought for a moment and asked again.

"Ice cubes." Zeng Jingheng paused for a moment and said with certainty, "It's very frozen, ice." ”

"Ice?" The middle-aged policeman wrote two strokes, and with an incredulous look, he raised his head and glanced at Zeng Jingheng.

Not ice, of course, but a mutated palm sharp enough to pierce the walls.

But Zeng Jingheng can't say it, because it is related to his own biggest secret.

And that's not where the law can go.

That is where only justice can reach.

"So......" the policeman hesitated, and after a long pause, he finally said, "how did you kill him?" Ice cubes too? ”

He obviously couldn't believe it.

However, he probably couldn't find anything else.

"It's just ice, that's right, Ah Ji finally dragged that person desperately, so that I could have a chance to kill him, but Ah Ji didn't ......" Zeng Jingheng said here, finally showing sad eyes.

It's really sad, and it's not a bit of a show.

"Okay, then, classmate Zeng, I'll leave first, but if I have any questions, I will continue to ask you, you have a good rest, don't think too much." The middle-aged policeman thought for a while, found that there was probably nothing to ask, stood up, and prepared to go out.

"Okay." Zeng Jingheng watched the policeman go out.

It wasn't until the whole door closed that he reached out and felt his back.

The place where it used to burst painfully.

That, there was a place where a monster-like figure flashed away.

When his hand touched that position thoroughly.

Once again, he felt a response.

A response to pain, a response that is no longer ordinary.

This response made him understand that Luo Ji exchanged his life for his own life-

Absolutely, not only, just, to survive!!

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