Forty-three: Sick
He turned his head to look at Song Wen, and then got up from Xia Wei.
After tidying up his clothes, he walked up to Song Wen, looked at Song Wen condescendingly, stared at it for a while, and saw that Song Wen's eyes were bloodshot, and there was a thick hatred and anger in them.
Zhou Qi suddenly felt very interesting.
One by two, obviously both of them are ruthless people, but they pretend to be affectionate.
Zhou Qi squatted down, lightly tapped his fingers on Song Wen's face, and chuckled, "Let go." β
Song Wen didn't look at him, his gaze passed through Zhou Qi to look behind, Xia Wei lay motionless on the operating table.
Song Wen didn't know where the strength came from, so he gritted his teeth and shook Zhou Qi's fist fiercely.
Zhou Qi was caught off guard and was beaten around, and was directly beaten to the ground without defense.
He immediately got up and looked at the murderous Song Wen.
Zhou Qi's eyes darkened, and he raised his hands and slowly stepped back, "Hey, heyβcalm downβI didn't" Feeling the handle next to the operating table, he laughed slowly, "I didn't do anything to her~"
After speaking, he licked his lips, "Except for doing what needs to be done." β
Song Wen's face was expressionless, the broken hair on his forehead left a shadow on his eyes, and he rushed over and smashed it at Zhou Qi fiercely.
Zhou Qi also stabbed Song Wen mercilessly.
The tip of the knife passed through his shoulder, and Song Wen snorted, feeling a sharp pain in his arm.
But he still didn't stop beating Zhou Qi and killed him all at once.
Zhou Qi also quickly hung up the lottery.
He frowned and shook the knife, and also punched and kicked Song Wen.
Who knew that Song Wen saw him throw the knife and immediately picked it up.
Zhou Qi: .........
"What are you doing?"
Song Wen didn't speak, picked up Zhou Qi's knife and stabbed Zhou Qi, Zhou Qi dodged unhurriedly, avoiding many key points, he dodged while laughing wantonly, "Song Wen, you woman and I slept." β
"She's a great taste, better than any woman I've ever had before."
Song Wen still didn't speak, the hand holding the knife was bruised, and the attack became more and more ruthless, Zhou Qi was forced to retreat slowly, the house was very small, and Zhou Qi quickly leaned against the wall.
Song Wen stabbed him in the lungs and twisted it fiercely.
Zhou Qi stopped and didn't resist, and raised his eyes to see Song Wen's scarlet eyes.
Suddenly I laughed, "Hahahaha~"
Song Wen pulled out the knife and stabbed it in the same wound again.
Every time I stabbed him, I felt that the depression in my heart had dissipated a lot, and at the same time I was filled with anger.
Zhou Qi leaned against the wall, watched Song Wen stab himself one after another, and pulled the corners of his mouth, "Song Wen, do you hate me?" β
"Does it taste good?"
"Is it nice to lose your favorite thing?"
Song Wen suddenly grabbed Zhou Qi's neck with one hand, his eyes bloodthirsty, "Zhou Qi!" I'll kill you! β
Zhou Qi tilted his head indifferently, "Okay, then you will kill me." β
The tone suddenly drifted, "Kill you, save your life." β
Song Wen paused, and then stabbed Zhou Qi a few times, Zhou Qi fell to the ground, and Song Wen kicked a few times to confirm that he was unconscious.
Song Wen only felt the pain on his body after putting Zhou Qi down, the injury had been cracked, and the blood kept flowing down his clothes.
Song Wen was dizzy, he staggered to the operating table, and then slapped himself hard, feeling sober, and seriously opened his eyes to look at Xia Wei, who also fainted.
She lay there quietly, her wrists red and her body covered in kiss marks.
Song Wen blankly covered her with clothes, and then fell next to the operating table with a bang.
Three people, two men were bleeding profusely, and a girl was lying quietly on the operating table, and the cabinet next to the operating table was filled with all kinds of human limbs.
When they arrived here, they rushed into the wooden house with guns and saw this scene.
Clahua saw Song Wen at a glance, and hurriedly wanted to go up, but was stopped by Yan Jin.
Yan Jin looked at Zhou Qi lying in the corner, squinted his eyes, and asked the police to check.
Clava also stepped forward and saw that Song Wen was covered in blood, and pursed his lips.
He hurriedly squatted down, his fingers probing the tip of Song Wen's nose, and he felt a slight breath of relief.
Yan Jin over there walked to the operating table after the police determined that he was unconscious.
The girl lay motionless on the operating table, disheveled, bloodstained, as if dead.
But these are not the focus of Yan Jin's attention, it is the face that arouses Yan Jin's interest.
Xia Shenyuan, Chairman Xia's two thousand gold.
I didn't expect to see it here. Yan Jin touched his chin and glanced at Song Wen who was lying on the ground over there, but he didn't expect them to know each other.
Yan Jin casually waved away the police officers who wanted to help, took off his coat and picked Xia Wei up, and the other police officers also took Song Wen and Zhou Qi away.
Yan Jin drove the car, his eyes heavy.
.........
When Song Wen woke up again, he smelled the smell of disinfectant again.
He opened his eyes and looked at the white ward, and said nothing.
The store manager saw Song Wen wake up and asked with concern, "Do you feel better?" Wen. β
Song Wen looked at the store manager and nodded reluctantly.
The store manager helped him put on a mat for Song Wen to lean on, and then handed him warm water.
Song Wen took it, but he didn't drink it, his eyes were empty.
The store manager sighed, "Wen." It's nice to be alive. β
Song Wen suddenly had a sour nose, he took a sip of water, and then looked at the store manager, "Store manager, what about the girl with me?" β
"Don't worry," the manager smiled gently, "she's right next door to you." β
"You'll go see her after you've had a good rest."
Song Wendao: "I want to see her." β
The store manager shook his head helplessly, "Not now." β
"Why?"
"Because you're all sick."
"I feel like I'm okay now."
The store manager sighed, "Wen, don't make it difficult for me." β
Intuition told Song Wen that something must have happened, and he took a deep breath, "Can't I really go?" β
The tone is close to begging.
The store manager shook his head and went out with his hands behind his back, "You have a good rest." β
Song Wen wanted to chase him out of bed, but the pain made him want to vomit blood.
He looked at the back of the store manager and didn't dare to shout.
In fact, I am just familiar with the store manager, and people are not obligated to help you so much.
Song Wen closed his eyes, and the feeling of stagnation struck again.
As soon as the store manager went out, he saw Cleva leaning against the wall.
"Clay?"
He asked suspiciously, only to find that the other party had fallen asleep.
At the same time, Yan Jin was also in the ward not far from Song Wen.
Zhou Qi's body was covered with bandages, and his bewitching face was also blue and purple, and he looked at Yan Zhen in front of him, still with a smile in his eyes.
"What are you talking about, officer, if you slander the professor like this, I can ask for a lawyer."
Yan Jin took a puff of his cigarette and ignored the non-smoking sign next to him.
"Professor Zhou, let's not talk about the abnormal behavior of the deceased female college student before her disappearance, what we saw in the manor cabin is true and true, and your fingerprints were also found on the body of the victim Song Wen and another female college student, so do you still have to defend yourself?"
"If you want to sue me, of course I won't be afraid."
Zhou Qi wanted to laugh, but inadvertently pulled the corners of his mouth.
He glanced left and right with his eyes, and said in a dumb voice, "Officer Yan, who do you think is more like a victim between me and Song Wen?" β
Indeed, compared to Song Wen, Zhou Qi is more like a victim, the place where he was stabbed was stabbed to the depths even if it was not critical, and there were large and small fractures on his body.
And Song Wen just lost too much blood.
"As for fingerprints, I don't believe you didn't find out that the two of them also have my fingerprints on them, and your reasons don't exist at all."
Yan Jin threw the cigarette to the ground with a snap, crushed it hard, and looked at Zhou Qi with indifferent eyes, "You don't give me a flamboyant tongue!" If you weren't badly injured, would you think you'd still be lying here! β
Zhou Qi said: "Then I will thank the person who gave me this injury for letting me lie here for a while." β
"You're also big-hearted."
"Thanks for the compliment."
Yan Jin stared at Zhou Qi for a while, and Zhou Qi looked at him without dodging.
A pair of beautiful eyes are particularly weird.
Yan Jin snorted coldly and slammed the door and left.
Zhou Qi looked at Yan Jin and shouted, "Close the door tightly." β
Yan Jin ignored him, and the door shook for a while.
Zhou Qi stared at the door and dangled around, suddenly irritable.
In the end, the nurse was called to close the door before falling asleep.
After Yan Jin left, he came to Xia Wei's ward.
Xia Wei had already woken up, sitting motionless like a beautiful doll.
Yan Jin waved his hand to signal the people behind him not to follow, and sat in front of the hospital bed alone.
Xia Wei didn't seem to feel that someone was coming, but she still sat there as before, and her eyes didn't fluctuate at all.
Yan said carefully: "Hello, I am the police officer who came to investigate this time. β
Xia Wei ignored him.
Yan Jin continued: "At that time, you and Mr. Song were locked up in a wooden house by Zhou Qi......" As he spoke, he watched Xia Wei's reaction, and the other party did not respond as he thought.
"And then in between, he took you away, presumably trying to kill you, but I don't know why he didn't do it, but ........"
Speaking of this, Yan Jin saw Xia Wei purse her lips.
It's good, there are expressions fluctuating.
"Instead, I hurt Mr. Song, and I hurt you..... Injuries were also done. β
Xia Wei's shoulders shook, and she bit her lip tightly. Then he suddenly picked up the pillow and smashed it at Yan Jin.
Yan Jin dodged very easily, and sure enough, as the doctor said, this young lady was sick.
The illness is not light.
Yan Jinsan took two steps back, and then snatched her pillow, "Miss Xia, can I take you to see Song Wen?" β
Xia Wei didn't react at all when she heard Song Wen's words, staring at the pillow that Yan Jin had taken away.
Even so, it is full of beauty.
Yan Jin suddenly understood why Zhou Qi chose to violate Xia Wei instead of killing her.
"Okok," Yan Jin threw the pillow to her, "and give it back to you." β
Xia Wei hugged the pillow and didn't speak.
Yan Zhen glanced at her boredly and left, remembering to close the door this time.
Passing by Song Wen's ward, he glanced at Song Wen who was leaning on the head of the bed.
Motionless, she really looks like Xia Wei next door.
It's a couple.
Scold.
Xia Wei hadn't been in touch with home for many days, and Yan Jin also opened her mobile phone to check, but there was no call from home.