Two Hundred and Six: Don't want to change
"Wait," before the mountain tears could cry out, she saw the woman who was about to leave turn around, and Cai Yiqin said: "Looking at him, it's still a little useful." โ
Although dead blood can be used, it is the existence of this person that can make Arwen believe it.
Cai Yiqin curled the corners of her lips, and looked at the tears in her eyes more kindly, "Look at him well, don't die." โ
"Yes."
She received a call from Yang Tao, and only after hearing that Song Wen had been sent to the intensive care unit to stabilize was relieved, she gave a few good explanations, and she hung up the phone.
Cai Yiqin looked at the bloody woman lying on the dissection table and smiled, it was joy from the heart. She walked over, and the eye-like woman looked dead, and a hole was opened in her abdomen.
Cai Yiqin said softly: "You know what? Xia Wei. From the moment I knew you existed, I was looking forward to this moment. She smiled, "Every time I see you and Song Wen together, I want you to be like this." โ
"Aren't you good at laughing? Keep laughing at me. โ
Xia Wei lay on it, her body trembled because of pain, she had fine goosebumps, the hole in her stomach was sewn up by the little nurse, her eyes gradually darkened, but when she saw Cai Yiqin, she pulled the corners of her mouth, and her pale lips cracked, revealing her gloomy teeth.
Xia Wei smiled silently at Cai Yiqin like this, and she couldn't say a word because of the pain.
Cai Yiqin stared at her carefully, she didn't smile, she looked at Xia Wei, and said seriously: "You are really ugly." It's true. โ
Xia Wei was still smiling, her eyes rolling, and she didn't even look at the piece of meat next to her.
Cai Yiqin was disgusted, she turned around and looked at the results.
DNA is exactly the same.
and Song Wen's.
Xia Wei is pregnant with Song Wen's child.
Erie Tsai clearly displayed this information in her mind, which made her sick to her stomach for a while.
This shameless slut is actually pregnant with Arwen's child? How could she? What qualifications does she have to ride a thousand pillows? Does she deserve it?
All kinds of cruel thoughts were churning in her mind, and she even came up with a scene where the two people were entangled.
It made her feel sick and wanted to vomit.
Cai Yiqin turned her head violently, and looked at the woman lying on it with a fierce gaze, and the woman looked at her sideways, and smiled at her with a distorted face.
She suddenly stopped being angry. Cai Yiqin caught a glimpse of the blood clot on the stainless steel basin, and the nausea that had just arisen disappeared in an instant.
With Xia Wei's appearance now, what qualifications does she have to stand by Song Wen's side.
Her adulterer is still there, and Song Wen will definitely not accept her.
As for the children.
Cai Yiqin curled the corners of her lips, and took them out anyway, so she could treat it as if there was no such thing. Or, it's another boy's child.
When I think about it this way, the knot in my heart is gone.
"Jingle bellโ"
Cai Yiqin raised her eyes and picked up the phone with one hand, "Hey-"
"President! There's a police coming! Please leave now! โ
Cai Yiqin frowned, her people and the police can stop her, unless she really can't stop it, it seems that it will be a person with status, who will it be? Why are you here, or at this time.
But now she obviously can't think about it so much, she hung up the phone and instructed people not to touch what was in place, and not to move the corpses outside.
So when Wang Jinghe, Yan Jin, and the other guards stepped into this room, it was bloody as far as the eye could see.
Everywhere was stained red with blood.
There was nothing unusual to see outside the villa, but there was a dead man lying in the bedroom.
Wang Jing felt that his brain was shut down, he was a little incredulous, he was about to take a step forward but did not stand firm, and almost fell, thanks to the man next to him pulling him.
Wang Jing turned around and reluctantly thanked him, then he squatted down, his fingers trembling and turned the man over, and when he saw his face clearly, he relaxed for a moment.
He sat on the ground and breathed heavily.
The tall man in the black trench coat smoked a cigarette and glanced at him disdainfully, "Don't relax so easily, boy, this is not that garbage, maybe he will be next." โ
Wang Jing's body that had just relaxed tensed again, and he said a little unpleasantly: "Hasn't Mr. Yan learned to speak?" โ
Yan Jin took the gun and began to go down to the basement, "I don't know if I've learned to speak, anyway, I haven't learned to be timid from others." โ
Wang Jing was choked with doubts about life, he looked at the other party's back, and was at a loss, he himself will have this day? !
He hurriedly followed, pushed two or three people to follow Yan Jin, and stood with the man and looked at the scene in front of him, and the cold sweat came down.
Wang Jing felt that his brain was dead, his eyes were in a mess, blood was everywhere, and he didn't know which person it was.
There is a dissecting table in the basement that is not too big or small, and the woman on the dissecting table is not familiar to him, but now looking at him with a smile in his eyes, Wang Jing feels creepy.
There were several people lying underneath, both men and women, including Cai Yiqin, who had just called him. She lay quietly next to the dissecting table, blood foaming at the corners of her forehead.
Two or three men who looked like bodyguards were also unconscious on the ground, motionless.
Only a small-looking girl was awake, looking at the policeman in front of her, holding her legs and trembling.
Wang Jing saw Xia Wei's legs weaken at that moment, he stumbled over, almost fell, and the distance of a few steps felt like he was crossing the limit of life and death.
Yan Jin glanced at him and didn't stop him, all the people who followed him were brought out by him, and he consciously went to find his own work, to collect fingerprints, take photos, and survey the scene.
And he himself went to see what was going on with the unconscious people, and by the way, to see the only one who was "awake".
He wasn't worried that Wang Jing had lost other things, because before he came, he specially forced Wang Jing to change into new clothes, and anything stuck to that dress could be checked.
The closer Wang Jing got, the clearer he looked, as soon as he walked to the dissecting table, he knelt beside him with weak legs, looking at the bloody fingertips of the woman's body, he didn't know where to start, and he didn't dare to touch anywhere.
"Miss Xia, can you hear me?" Wang Jing gasped and had a splitting headache, "How are you, can you breathe?" Tell me about your injuries......"
The woman just stared at him and smiled, not saying a word.
Wang Jing turned around and roared, "Didn't you bring a doctor?!" Come and have a look! The people here are very badly injured!! โ
"What are you shouting," Yan Jin glanced at the more frightened woman in front of him, and said a little unpleasantly, "You are not the only one who is seriously injured, there are dead people at the door." โ
Having said that, he still asked the doctor to go and see it.
Wang Jing called the ambulance, Yan Jin rolled his eyes, "If you want to make a call, the car will be dead." โ
Wang Jing was about to scold him when he heard the sound of an ambulance outside, and he silently stopped.
Looking at the doctor and seeing that Xia Wei was very anxious, he looked at Xia Wei who didn't say a word, his brain hurt even more, he looked at the man standing there smoking, "Did you ask something?" โ
Yan Jin highlighted a smoke ring, "Asking it is asking it, but why should I tell you?" โ
Wang Jing was even more angry, and he said, "I notified you to come here!" โ
"Oh." "So what." โ
Wang Jing lowered his face coldly.
Yan Jin stared at him for a while, smiled, and flicked the ash of his cigarette, "Boy,"
Wang Jing interrupted him, "Don't call me that, we look the same age." โ
Yan Zhen raised his eyebrows and sighed, "You're so annoying." โ
He turned to leave, because there were already police officers coming to report to him, "You may feel uncomfortable in the bottom of your heart because I don't tell you, I can understand it, after all, it's your acquaintance." It's just that it's my job, and you really don't have the right to know. โ
He turned his head slightly, his eyebrows sharpened, "You told us that something might happen here is just speculation, I took a risk because of one of your guesses, although it did happen, I can only say that because your statement saved the lives of these people, even if you don't say it, I will still know about it the next day." โ
"The difference is only whether your acquaintance is dead or alive. You do have merit, but it has nothing to do with me. Don't feel sick either. โ
Wang Jing said coldly: "I also want to know the whereabouts of my acquaintance, you can also tell me where he is now!" โ
Yan Jin held a cigarette in his mouth and looked at him with a twisted eyebrow, "You can't understand people's words?" โ
Wang Jing smiled angrily, and he said, "I don't understand dog words." โ
Yan Jin took down the cigarette, and saw that the look was that he wanted to fight, and he walked towards Wang Jing with a fierce attitude.
Wang Jing withered when he saw that look, he was a little cowardly in his heart, and he was too worried about Song Wen, in the end, he was bold, and he had the same unhappy face as Yan Jin, and a few words were almost written on it.
"You have the ability to kill me."
Yan Jin walked over, he was a head taller than Wang Jing, and he looked more imposing, not to mention his sturdy body, which was in stark contrast to Wang Jing's slender little body.
Wang Jingzheng was thinking about how to slander him after beating him, when he saw the menacing man walk up to them, put the cigarette in his mouth again, and said, "Lao Tzu doesn't know, I still want to know the whereabouts of Song Wen's stinky boy," he didn't know, "Maybe he died." โ
Wang Jing hadn't come back to his senses yet, and when he heard this, he was instantly angry, angry and worried at the same time, "You don't talk nonsense!" โ
"Yes." Yan Jin rolled his eyes, walked past him, walked to the sober girl, saw that she was in a better mood and said, "Do you say it." โ
Girl: "............" She cried and mourned, feeling bad again.
The doctor who gave her psychological counseling next to him was speechless, although Officer Yan was indeed very handsome, the man who came back from the army, with the blood of going to the battlefield, his eyebrows were as handsome as a blade, and the more he looked at it, the more he wanted to see him gasping in bed, but unfortunately, this kind of face is not a little girl who is full of white faces in her teens.
You can scare people to cry with just one look.
For the sake of efficiency in handling the case, the doctor reluctantly mustered up the courage and said, "Officer Yan, please avoid it for a while." I'll let you know when she's better. โ
Yan Jin: "Huh? โ
Doctor:...... Okay, feel free.
Wang Jing watched as someone slowly put Xia Wei on the stretcher, and wanted to say something to stop talking, he didn't ask why Xia Wei was lying on the dissection table wearing Song Wen's bath towel, nor did he ask why there was a basement in the bedroom.
I don't even ask why there are horrified eyes in the rows of jars next to her, and she smiles at him.
Wang Jing didn't want to think about it so much, his heart was pounding, and now he didn't know Song Wen's whereabouts, he felt dizzy, so many things were mixed together, making him want to die.
He just hopes that tomorrow he will wake up like before, and see men in the office greeting him, and then women complaining like men, hugging me and kissing me.
Wang Jing felt that this was very good, and he didn't want to change it.
But people change, don't they?
Wang Jing whimpered, a little like crying.