Yang Haoyu is dead.

At dawn, Li Chuanning shook his hands and made a call from Bai Nuan.

"Warm, warm sister...... Haoyu is dead......" A big boy with a hoarse throat closed his mouth after saying this sentence with all his strength.

The phone hung up, and he sat next to the corpse, looking at the already cold corpse.

"Does it hurt or not......"

"It hurts, doesn't it?"

"You used to be most afraid of pain...... Every time I kick you, you jump to your feet in pain......"

"The knife hurts so much, why do you still bump into it......"

The big boy, who was more than 1.8 meters tall, cried out and stretched out his hand to wipe his tears.

He wasn't much better, he was covered with wounds all over his body, two or three cuts, and he didn't feel any pain.

"How are you up? I promise you, I'll take you home to see my dad......"

……

When Bai Nuan arrived, what he saw was blood all over the house, all around, Li Chuanning leaned on Yang Haoyu and sat on the ground.

Yang Haoyu was wearing a snow-white shirt, neatly and neatly, but his face was pale and dead.

The sound of opening the door alarmed Li Chuanning.

He raised his head to look at Bai Nuan, his eyes were red and swollen, and the whole person looked extremely haggard, his lips were dry and cracked, and there were blood stains on them.

"Sister Nuan......" As soon as he spoke, his voice was very hoarse, like a bellows.

"Let me see." Bai Nuan bypassed the blood stains and walked to the sofa.

Li Chuanning didn't let it, but just said to himself: "He has ...... on him Twenty-three knives, the backyard is torn ......"

He couldn't go any longer, and sat on his knees, crying silently.

Bai Nuan looked at him, exhaled, and patted him on the shoulder: "I will avenge him......"

Li Chuanning cried even louder.

Bai Nuan didn't know what to do, so he let him cry and checked Yang Haoyu's body by himself.

Many of the wounds are not deep, but there are many wounds......

There was blood all over the ground, and the little yellow hair who stopped her at the first meeting and threatened to be angry for his girlfriend......

People who have worked hard to study after reforming......

Now, lying here motionless, breathless.

Bai Nuan's heart said that if he was not touched, it was impossible.

Yang Haoyu was more or less involved with her, this was the first time......

The people close to her died.

……

The road team arrived half an hour later, Bai Nuan took over the case and did not ask for an autopsy, but Yang Haoyu's body, she did not allow others to handle it, this was also the only request.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been the first to call Bai Nuan.

Bai Nuan was rarely upset.

She stood at the door of the morgue, leaning against the door, her long legs slightly bent against the ground, her eyes down at her tiptoes, and under her eyes there was a wasteland of withered grass and trees.

The whole body is breathless and depressed.

"Smoke one?" Liu Yidao walked over, the black leather jacket on his body was still very clean, and his body was still decadent, leaning next to her, taking the cigarette box out, and shaking it.

Bai Nuan glanced at the cigarette and took one out.

Liu Yidao ordered one for her.

Bai Nuan didn't smoke, just watched the smoke burn in her fingertips, and the smoke rose from the burning red dots, covering the scene in front of her eyes.

Liu Yidao laughed and lit a cigarette with a "click".

I swallowed the smoke and smoked the smoke by myself.

"If you want to open up a little bit, if you do our business, sooner or later you will have to experience all kinds of unexpected deaths of people around you."

"Sometimes we have to dissect our relatives, we can't actually do anything......" Liu Yidao didn't know what to remember, and his smile was a little bitter.