Zhang Zhuang heard Jian Shutong's words, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the ceiling and said nothing.

"Shut up the mussel shell, it's really hard to pry." Jian Shutong thought to himself, and took out his knife, which was very effective in suppressing special abilities.

But he was still in a public place, so he couldn't go too far, and the knife came out of its sheath and turned around in his hand, and then fell back into his pocket. Although this knife has a certain effect of blocking the volatilization, it is really limited if it is not pierced. Jian Shutong couldn't help but think of the jammer that Professor Lu had brought before, and sighed, suddenly feeling that his equipment was a bit shabby, and it was not one-tenth as good as Professor Lu's things.

However, thinking about the side effects of the jammer after using it, and suddenly reproducing the feeling of wanting to vomit in a whirlwind, Jian Shutong couldn't help but shudder.

Forget it, don't ask for it until you have to.

"Tell me, what do those two heads have to do with you?" Jian Shutong sat up straight, withdrew his hand and took the wet towel handed over by Lu Ziyuan and wiped it carefully.

When I raised my eyes, I saw Zhang Zhuang rubbing his wrist against the sheet twice in disgust, looking straight at the ceiling, just as there were no two people in the room.

Jian Shutong glanced at it in his heart, Lao Tzu still dislikes you.

"Or are you quite familiar with these two people, and you don't want to tell me the cause and effect of this," Jian Shutong leaned back with his arms crossed, "I guess, do you still think that this is all your personal grudge, as long as you don't say it, you can still return to your upper family and continue to work safely?" ”

Zhang Zhuang shook visibly when he heard this, and turned his head slightly towards Jian Shutong, as if he wanted to look at him. Before he saw it, he immediately turned back on his own.

When Jian Shutong saw him like this, he understood that this was what he was thinking.

"Don't think too beautifully, no matter what kind of grievances you have, it has now fermented into a murder. The two lives were gone, and not even a whole corpse was left," Jian Shutong suddenly changed his words, "What do you want to do with the careful preservation of these two heads?" ”

Zhang Zhuang simply closed his eyes and didn't answer a word.

Seeing that this method had no effect at all, Jian Shutong simply changed his way and said in a calm manner, "I'm not a reasonable person, let's not mention anything else, just because you scare me with a murder weapon, do you think you can just forget it?" ”

Zhang Zhuang muttered a sentence in his mouth, but Jian Shutong didn't hear it clearly, probably because he didn't, he wasn't scared or something. He couldn't help sneering in his heart, and at this time he was still thinking about emphasizing that he was not scaring people, but really wanted to deliberately commit murder. I was almost moved to tears by his stupidity.

was interrupted by his respectful mouth, and Jian Shutong didn't know what to say next.

This man can't beat a fart with three sticks, it seems that he doesn't say anything, and the things he has done can be wiped off and erased. The look of stretching his neck, like when the teacher collects homework, he doesn't write his homework and insists that he forgot to bring it at home.

There is also a hint of indescribable pride in the timidity. It seems that he is very proud to fight for courage, and he has succeeded in not bowing down to the two of them.

Jian Shutong thought for a while, pulled Lu Ziyuan and asked, "Professor Lu, do me a favor." He was determined to take a dose of fierce medicine, and maybe he could get some information from Zhang Zhuang's body.

"What do you want to do?" Lu Ziyuan raised his eyebrows and leaned over, feeling that it was not a good thing, and his expression suddenly became very serious.

"Can you borrow the jammer you brought with you last time?"

Lu Ziyuan didn't think about it, and said seriously, "No, you and him have a functional conflict, so you can't use them together." ”

Jane Scholar: "......"

"I can try to have this feature." Lu Ziyuan then added.

Have this feature? Jian Shutong's face was full of circles, and he didn't know what Professor Lu's words meant.

Immediately afterwards, he heard Lu Ziyuan say, "The human brain is divided into left and right cerebral hemispheres, and the cavity inside the cerebral hemisphere is called the lateral ventricle, which contains cerebrospinal fluid. The surface of the hemisphere is uneven, covered with grooves and fissures of different depths, and the bulge between the fissures is called the gyrus. ”

"So, you may not have any idea, but what about this?"

Jian Shutong stretched his neck and leaned over to take a look, only to see Lu Ziyuan quickly search for a picture of fresh pig brains on his mobile phone, and then show it to Zhang Zhuang, "Look at it, is it exactly the same as I said." ”

Not to mention Zhang Zhuang, Jian Shutong remembered the memory he had read before, and the person had a tube stuck in his head, constantly pulling out something. Stimulated by this fresh pig brain, I was immediately disgusted.

And Zhang Zhuang's already pale face was even worse now, and he couldn't stop trembling slightly, and his hands grabbed the sheets under him. Then, as if he couldn't bear it anymore, he bent down and retched incessantly, as if the smell of rancid smell in the room still lingered on the tip of his nose.

At this moment, Lu Ziyuan went one step further and asked in a cold voice, "How does it feel to kill someone?" ”

Zhang Zhuang seemed to be pressed the pause button, and the reactions of his five senses were pressed back into his body in an instant by this sentence. With a little confusion in his eyes, he opened his mouth again and said, "It's not me." ”

Jian Shutong on the side couldn't help but look at him, because this paragraph was not in Zhang Zhuang's memory at all, and Zhang Zhuang's reaction should not appear at all.

It's just that the sticky feeling of the hot blood spraying on his body can be forgotten so easily, Zhang Zhuang remembers every pore on his body clearly, although his head is empty, but the body's instinctive reaction still exists. It was as if a corner of his memory had been opened by this sentence, and countless fragments of memory with white mist rushed into his mind. He gritted his teeth and shook his head and said, "I don't remember,"

Lu Ziyuan changed the picture, which was taken through the coffee shop of the office building across the street.

He held up his mobile phone and handed it to Zhang Zhuang, "Do you remember this place, when you left here that night, it was very uncomfortable." ”

"It's all fishy." Zhang Zhuang muttered to himself, and the fragmentary memories seemed to have a tendency to burst out.

At this time, there was no need for Lu Ziyuan to continue, and Jian Shutong took on the performance with kindness.

"You killed someone." Jian Shutong said with confidence as if he had seen it with his own eyes, and then he didn't give Zhang Zhuang any chance to react, his speed of speech suddenly accelerated, but his voice was very steady, and he continued, "You made an appointment to meet Lin Dong at ten o'clock in the evening that day, and you were in the office building where he worked, and you stabbed him in the throat with a fruit knife. But you've never killed anyone, and you don't know how a person's blood can be so hot. ”

Zhang Zhuang was like a fish suddenly fished out of the water, constantly struggling to shake his tail, breathing heavily, and drenching in cold sweat.

Lu Ziyuan immediately caught up with the rhythm and made up for the final blow. He snatched the special knife and plunged it into Zhang Zhuang's hand. It's just that he doesn't have any special powers, and the knife is like blunt iron without a blade, even if it touches it

But Lu Ziyuan was ruthless enough, even if he just broke a layer of oily skin, it was a hundred times stronger than the effect of leaving it from afar.

Awakened by the sudden pain, Zhang Zhuang seemed to have finally found this memory from his cloudy mind, as if he had just woken up from a dream.

He didn't even dare to accept it, clutching his head in pain and rolling on the bed, moaning and saying, "I didn't do it, it's not me." ”

Jian Shutong knew that there was no need to say more, at this time, he just needed to wait for him to figure out the cause and effect by himself. Lu Ziyuan also stood behind him without saying a word, looking at the person on the hospital bed, as if with some pity.

Sure enough, Zhang Zhuang rolled over for a while, covered his face, and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth, "That's what they deserve." ”

After reading Zhang Zhuang's memory, Jian Shutong thought that he was just a small crushing under Mei Lan, and the person who really planned would have a deeper relationship with Mei Lan, either hired or cooperated.

But I didn't expect that it would really be Zhang Zhuang's hand.

No wonder he is just a three-legged cat kung fu person, a person who scares people with a knife but has never seen blood, will be murderous when he sees Jian Shutong, leaving no way back for himself.

When Zhang Zhuang gradually stabilized, Jian Shutong asked, "Have you seen Wang Jianye?" ”

When Zhang Zhuang heard this name, a trace of confusion flashed on his face, "I don't know who this is." ”

Jian Shutong opened his mouth to continue asking, but after thinking about it, he forgot it.

There is too much fog in this matter, although now I know who the murderer is, but the cause and effect are not clear, and the chain of evidence has not been found.

He was pushed out of the ward by Lu Ziyuan, and when he saw Lu Ziyuan stop in front of the window of a long corridor where no one was around, he couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you go back to the ward?" ”

"I thought you would have something to ask me."

"I don't have anything to ask, but what do you want to explain, Teacher Lu?" Jian Shutong asked with a smile, feeling that Lu Ziyuan was a little excessive.

Professor Lu opened his mouth before he realized that he did have a bit of a meaning of three hundred taels of silver here. What is the explanation for this, he shook his head with a smile, and pushed Jian Shutong to go back to the ward.

"Wait, Wang Mo has a message." Jian Shutong frowned and finished reading, raised his head and said to the people around him, "I can't go back to the ward, and now there are some things that we need to go back to the city bureau to explain." ”

Lu Ziyuan nodded and pushed him out of here.

It was half past eleven that night.

Zhang Zhuang was about to fall asleep, but suddenly felt a vibration on the side of the pillow, and he reached in and took out a mobile phone. He couldn't help but wonder, who put this here?

The mobile phone kept showing an incoming call, and Zhang Zhuang picked it up with a ghost, but he didn't dare to speak. He knew there were two other people outside the house, guarding him.

"Don't doubt my identity, I'm the only one who can help you." The person on the phone was wearing a voice changer, and the shrill electronic tone seemed a little dark in the silence of the night.

The person on the phone didn't wait for Zhang Zhuang's answer, and continued, "Don't hesitate, they won't let you go." They already know that you killed the people and just want to push you back to jail. And Mei Lan's methods should be clear to you, even if she goes back, she will only kill you. There's no way to survive at either end, so why not work with me? ”

The electronic sound is not very clear, and there is a little weird taste in the dark night, but every sentence is said into Zhang Zhuang's heart.

He held his phone and didn't make a sound for a long time. Watching the call time beat minute by minute, a certain activity board in his heart rose little by little with time. But how did he get out?

The person on the other side seemed to know his current situation, and laughed softly, and passed through the voice changer, like an iron nail scratching the door, "If you agree, you will knock on the position of the speaker three times." I have a way to get you out. ”

Zhang Zhuang hesitated, looked at the call page on his mobile phone, and found the position of the bottom speaker with some delay, and gently clicked three times with his fingertips.

"It's a pleasure to work with." With that, the man hung up.

Zhang Zhuang was stunned for two minutes, plucked up the courage to push open the door, and the two plainclothes guarding the door sat and stood up, and he subconsciously shrank for a moment.

Hiding in the doorway and listening carefully, he made sure that there was no movement outside, and then he quietly poked his head out again.

The two people outside the house were still motionless in the posture they had just had, and time seemed to be artificially frozen, leaving him to walk through at will.

Walking out of the hospital door, the hour and minute hands clicked and closed. Zhang Zhuang staggered under his feet, and seemed to hear the bell ringing behind him, he raised his head and looked around, but he didn't see a bell tower.

But the bell rang again and again, until it was full of twelve strikes, and the people in the hospital gradually thawed and returned to their original state.