Mo Bei stood aside and took small sips to evenly breathe, his chest was too tight, and after coughing just now, his chest was very tight now.

The contact between the two was broken, and Tang Song returned to a half-deaf and half-blind state, he looked at the broken window, and turned to check the man beside the bed.

Neither of them was worried that Zhao Yuanyuan would find the next person to do things immediately, it was observed that she was quite tenacious, obsessed with coming one by one, and after the KTV was interrupted, she endured it for several days and ran out to kill Liu Qingming first.

Running to Mobei halfway is already an ideological breakthrough.

Mo Bei wanted to find a place to lean on, but he couldn't find a suitable one when he looked around, so he had to squat next to Tang Song: "What do you say she is looking for me for?" ”

Tang Song thought for a while: "According to the general routine, it is probably to warn you not to meddle with things. ”

Mo Bei sighed noncommittally, and then laughed.

The knife wound on the man's body is not deep, and the blood flow has slowed down, but he is too thin, probably in poor health, and it seems that he is really not in good shape.

Tang Song wanted to find something to bandage him, but the hygiene in the room was staggering, and he was even worried that if he wrapped it with these things, the person would be infected and die before the ambulance came.

Tang Song sighed helplessly, and called an ambulance first.

Mo Bei squatted for a while, his legs were numb, he stood up again to return his blood, and took off the mobile phone on the side.

"Liu Qingming, did they also shoot a video of Zhao Yuanyuan?"

"It's filmed, but they're very cautious, Liu Qingming is the only one there who is in the picture, and he also deleted the video, including the one in the recycle bin," said this, he paused, "But the phone automatically uploaded the cloud disk, and we found it in the recycle bin of the cloud disk." ”

Mo Bei flipped through the photo album on his mobile phone, and after tonight's new video, there was another twenty-minute video: "This person is not small. ”

At the beginning of the video, the picture is a little shaky, not in focus, the pixels of the mobile phone are not good, the night scene is not clear, the figure in the picture is shaky, and the lights in the distance are reflected on the undulating river.

The woman was gagged and could only let out a painful wail from her nose, and from time to time a flash of silver light flashed from her body, and she let out a roar from her throat.

Mo Bei immediately turned off the video, trying to find a place to put it down, and glanced at the man's crotch, thinking that it was blood flowing from his body, but the pants were getting wetter and wetter, Tang Song was busy trying to find a way to deal with the wound, and probably didn't pay attention.

"Tang Song......" she glanced at him and motioned for him to look down.

Tang Song pulled open his waistband and glanced at it, and immediately twisted his face and gasped.

"Broken?"

"It's not ......broken" Tang Song wanted to rub his eyes, but when he raised his hand halfway up, he saw the blood on his fingertips, and sighed: "There is still a little skin connected." ”

Combined with the pictures in the video, she boldly guessed: "Biting? ”

“…… I didn't see it clearly," he took a breath to build up his mind, pulled open his pants and took a closer look, and came to a conclusion, "bite." ”

After all, Mo Bei didn't have the conditions to empathize, so he sighed heartlessly, and after thinking about it, Liu Qingming was just shaved.

"Liu Qingming is not good."

Tang Song took over the explanation when he heard her talk about Liu Qingming, but he didn't keep up with her speed.

"Liu Qingming, he didn't ...... it."

There are too many words for a girl to be a tiger and wolf......

The atmosphere was a little frozen for a while.

The west of the city is close to the suburbs, quite far from the hospital, the ambulance can't arrive for a while, and so are the people on Tang Song's side, so the two can only wait here.

Tang Song took out a clean-looking towel from the bathroom and stuffed it into the man's pants, which can be regarded as stopping the bleeding.

Maybe the windows were broken, the air was circulating, the musty smell in the room was a little clearer, but the smell of blood was heavier, the smell of blood was moist and warm, a little salty, and because of the large amount of bleeding, the head was located, so that there was a smell of smell.

Mo Bei's mouth was sour and swollen when she smelled the taste, and she pressed the root of her tongue with her thumb at the corner of her jaw, but it didn't relieve much.

She moved a little further back, and found a small maza in the corner, stretched it out and sat down.

The bed was an empty plank bed, and when she sat down, she saw a red cardboard box of instant noodles peeking out from under the sheets.

Tang Song took out a few barely clean clothes from the cabinet and was bandaging the man's wounds. She held her face and hesitated for a moment, hooked her finger towards the instant noodles, and the box slid out.

When Tang Song heard the movement, he turned around and saw her stuffing one hand into the box, and subconsciously stopped: "Don't destroy the scene." ”

Mo Bei tilted his head and took out the only packet of instant noodles left inside: "That's it?" And what about the scene? ”

Tang Song looked at the knife on the wall, the bedside table in the corner, and the window glass, and couldn't help laughing.

Mo Bei kneaded the dough cake, poured the seasoning powder into it and shook it well, Tang Song finished wrapping it, brought the bedside table from the corner of the wall, and sat next to her.

Mo Bei handed his face in front of him, and he shook his head and refused.

Neither of them spoke, only the faint sound of her chewing, and gradually, her hands moved more and more slowly, and she grinded her teeth nonchalantly.

"Sleepy?"

"Huh?" She looked up and blinked, a heavy sleepiness on her face, "Sort of." ”

She used to get up early in the morning and run two laps, so she went to bed quite early at night, and she hadn't stayed up like this for a long time.

Tang Song sat down beside her and patted his knees: "Do you want to sleep for a while?" ”

Mo Bei thought for a while, put the half-eaten noodles on the ground, patted the powder on his hand and tilted his head to lean on his lap, closed his eyes and brewed for a while, feeling that his posture was not very comfortable, he dragged Xiao Mazha to change the angle of his face, held his arms on his lap, and lay down.

At first, the eyelids trembled a few times, but soon the eyeballs stopped rolling and the breathing gradually stabilized.

Tang Song kept staring at her, and when he found that she was asleep, he smiled softly.

There was always a gap between her legs, and she fell asleep, and the arm underneath the cushion slid down into a position of holding his leg, her fingers gently hooked the edge of her pants, and the whole person also threw herself forward, resting her chin on his knee.

I slept in the dormitory before, so my hair was still messy, with a few small curly hairs branching up, and the ends of my hair were hooked up in small circles.

Tang Song pinched a small handful of curly hair and rubbed it, it was thin and soft, and it looked natural.

Such a grumpy-looking child, but his hairstyle is very well-behaved.

In fact, he has a good temper and has been helping.

The ambulance and the team members arrived in front and back, and as soon as the ambulance lifted the person onto the stretcher, Tang Song's people followed in with a toolbox.

Tang Song woke up Mo Bei, she squinted and stood up in a blur, watching people coming and going, raising her feet and walking out.

Tang Song grabbed her sleeve: "Where are you going?" ”

"I'm going to find a hotel for one night," she yawned, took two steps outside, suddenly stopped, reached into her pocket and scratched it twice, and sighed gloomily, "I didn't bring my ID with me." ”

Tang Song looked funny: "Go to sleep in the car?" ”

"No, no."

He raised his eyebrows: "Then what do you do?" ”

Mo Bei took a breath, and when she raised her eyes again, the sleepiness was gone, and she raised her foot and hooked the little horse to sit by the wall.

"Waiting for you."

……

Sunlight shone through the cracks in the curtains, and a ray of light fell on the chair that was arranged as a makeshift bed by the wall, and the metal armrests reflected the light, waking the person sleeping on it.

Mo Bei raised his hand to hold on to the wall before slowly sitting up, there were rollers under the chair, she didn't dare to move all night, she bent a position and slept until her bones hardened, and when she sat up, her lumbar spine crackled a series of times.

"Wake up so early?" Tang Song opened the door with a bunch of folders and came in, and when she covered her mouth and yawned, she knew that she hadn't slept well, her hair was more messy than last night, and the side of her leg was pressed out by the mesh of the chair.

"I told you to go to my house to sleep, but there is no one anyway."

"How inappropriate." Mo Bei rubbed his face and placed the chair against the wall neatly, "Where is the bathroom, I'll wash my face." ”

Tang Song took out a new set of toiletries from the cabinet, opened the door and showed her the way: "You go along here and turn left at the end, and the end is there." ”

Mo Beijiao pulled his slippers and walked out.

Tang Song sat weakly in the chair.

After another night of work, the hospital just notified the man that he was awake, but he was in a bad mental state, and he refused to communicate like Liu Qingming at the beginning.

At the same time, a case was also given, the man's surname was Li, his name was Li Xin, and he was diagnosed with advanced liver cirrhosis two years ago and was hung by drugs.

They checked the intersection between him and Liu Qingming, and found that the two almost didn't know each other, they didn't add WeChat, he had Liu Qingming's number, but he never dialed it, and Liu Qingming didn't even have a number.

So there has to be an intermediary between the two of them, and even in this case, it may be that person who is the one who leads the happening.

They are all forty or fifty-year-old old foxes, but Liu Qingming and Li Xin only have themselves and Zhao Yuanyuan in their mobile phones, which cannot guarantee that they will be betrayed, unless it is the video of the two of them, which is just a threat.

is like a yellow finch behind, the role of the video they took is to hold Zhao Yuanyuan hostage, and at the same time, they are also held hostage by another person.

The intermediary has all the video files, and he can use this to blackmail Liu Qingming and Li Xin into not revealing any information.

There can even be a next time.

The terrible thing is whether there are other victims before and after Zhao Yuanyuan who are really locked in their teeth and dare not speak out.

The team members found a common contact from Liu Qingming's mobile phone, Yang Zhiming.

And at the end of the video on Li Xin's mobile phone, Liu Qingming unintentionally called out that person.

Lao Yang.

Tang Song leaned his head back on the back of the chair, he hadn't closed his eyes for two days, and he could see the double image in his eyes against the ceiling.

He stared at the white wall above his head, his consciousness gradually became trance, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he didn't even know when Mo Bei came in.

Until one hand covers both eyes.

He was about to get up, but was met with gentle but resolute resistance from above.

The hand with the temperature of water was slightly cool on the sour eyelids, and the temperature slowly rose to a very comfortable range.

He couldn't help but slow his breathing, and his consciousness gradually stopped. The warmth of her palm pressed against her eyelids, and it was like a thin thread from the palm of her hand into her body, and her scalp was so comfortable that it tingled. Consciousness seemed to turn into a ball of water, condensed in the back of its head, and it suddenly fell into the darkness.

In the dark, there are layers of soft things like cobwebs, and occasionally the momentum of falling is swaying, and it is very comfortable.

He kept falling in the darkness, and suddenly his eyelids were cold, and he closed his eyes, feeling a cloud of red, and the light returned to the thin eyelids.

Tang Song sat up straight, the sleepiness disappeared, his head suddenly fluttered, he got up too much and almost shook himself out, and instinctively propped up the table with his hands.

Mo Bei leaned on the edge of the table, and his fingertips gently flicked the small cactus ball on the table.

"I'm asleep?"

"Well," she said nonchalantly, her gaze swept to the clock on the wall, "a minute." ”

He rubbed his face and found that his brain was clear, but the exhaustion of his body was actually there, and there was a layer of paralysis when his fingertips touched his face.

"Thank you."

Mo Bei bent the corners of his mouth: "It's a trivial matter." ”

"I thought you weren't comfortable with other people......"

"It's not ......," she looked away, "I'll tell you next time, I'll go back first." ”

He took out the key from the drawer: "I'll give it to you......"

"Do you still have time to send me?" Mo Bei raised his eyebrows, "Forget it, you can be considered fatigue driving when you go out in this situation, not to mention that your car is still parked in my school." ”

Tang Song remembered, sighed and fell back into the chair, tilted his head and thought, "Then I'm done with my work and invite you to dinner?" ”

"Yes."

Mo Bei took a taxi back to school, and the three roommates all got up and were packing up their books and preparing to go to class.

She was sleepy, and as soon as she entered the door, she couldn't help but yawn, causing them to follow suit.

"Brother Bei, where did you go in the middle of the night last night? I'm only coming back now......"

"Don't ask...... Mo Bei covered his mouth and yawned again, two tears appeared in the corners of his eyes, and he didn't even want to speak, "Help me take a leave, thank you." ”

She washed her face and climbed into bed, and within two minutes she was asleep, and the others didn't know what they had said afterwards.

It was already past nine o'clock when I woke up again, I didn't eat breakfast, and my stomach protested first.

She put her feet out of the bed, twisted her body, stretched, and rolled over and got out of bed.

There was no breakfast in the cafeteria at this point, so she washed her face, opened the cabinet and rummaged through things, intending to eat casually, but she really took out two packets of beef jerky from under the box.

Mo Bei closed the cabinet door, and when he turned around, he saw a human face stuck outside the balcony railing, and he was taken aback.

Zhao Yuanyuan stared at her, tilted her head, her hair fell to the side, revealing a ripped mouth.

……

There was a small cut on the tip of the index finger, the kind that usually heals itself in less than five minutes.

Mo Bei rinsed his hands with water and took out a band-aid bag from the cabinet.

People who are not used to seeing dead corpses will always have an illusion, even if their cognition has been adjusted, they still feel that she has all five senses and can move in the next second.

Mo Bei pulled Zhao Yuanyuan up from the ground and put a dress on her.

The height difference between the two is too big, Zhao Yuanyuan is only one meter and more than six, and Mo Bei's clothes are dressed for her like a child stolen from her father.

After a busy job, the band-aid was loosened, so she had to change it again, and then called Tang Song.

"Zhao Yuanyuan is here with me."

"......" It was not the first time that Tang Song had been choked by her straightforward way of speaking, "You...... Caught her? ”

Mo Bei took off his mud-stained pajamas and threw them into the trash: "Almost." ”

"I'll come over as soon as I can......," he said after a moment's thought, "you find a place to hide her, lest your roommate come back and see that she can't explain it clearly." ”

Mo Bei heard the class bell in the distance and estimated the time: "My roommate will come back with one more class, and it won't be good for you to say a few more words when so many pairs of eyes look at you and carry her out of my dormitory." ”

She hung up the phone and estimated the time to take a shower.

After wiping his hair half-dry, Tang Song called: "I'm here, someone downstairs ......"

"Wait."