Writer's Killing Intent
Two slender fingers gently lifted the gauze wrapped around his hand, Wen Qingyu looked at the white edge of the wound that was suppurating because it was not breathable, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching slightly.
"Teacher, this bandaging technique ...... Are you serious? Using a cotton swab to gently hold down the slight blood scab that had been torn apart because of the gauze to stop the bleeding, Wen Qingyu took out the bottles and cans and needles and threads that had been prepared from the medicine box next to him, "For a wound of this magnitude, I think it is okay to stitch up." β
"You said yes, just help me sew it, just try it, how good is your level." Wen Yifan smiled, picked up the honey water on the side, took a sip, and said: "Actually, I thought I didn't need stitches, but I underestimated the frequency of my use of this finger, which caused the wound to expand so much......
"It's rare for a teacher to make excuses for his mistakes." Two fingers gently pinched the straight needle, Wen Qingyu slowly held his hand, "Be careful, the teacher is unforgettable, I didn't anesthetize the teacher!" β
- Is this an alternative kind of revenge?
Wen Yifan smiled, and didn't stop the scalpel from falling, in fact, when he was still a minor, some of the injuries he suffered were much more serious than now. In that case, there is no advanced sterile environment, a skilled doctor, or a few injections of anesthetic that can affect the speed of thinking. In almost all cases, you need to heal yourself.
The sharp scalpel gently reached into the wound, cutting off the already grown flesh buds again, and the blood continued to flow out of the wound, and then it was absorbed by the medical cotton ball.
After cleaning up all those blood scabs and granulations, this deep wound revealed its original appearance, and the blood continued to flow out, seeing this, Wen Qingyu just picked up the cotton ball and sucked the blood near the wound clean.
The tip of the needle pierced the skin, slowly shuttled between the fingers, and flexibly laid down thin threads, although it was this kind of picture that ordinary people couldn't hold on to even if they watched it, Wen Yifan actually put his fingers on the table lightly without anesthesia, without a slight shaking.
"I feel like I'm losing." After sewing, Wen Qingyu threw the discarded bloody cotton into the trash, and poured the prepared saline into the wound that had been sewn up, "When I took the bullet before, the wound was much more than this, and the feeling of tweezers swimming in the body was much more terrifying than this." β
- Anyway, this girl should have done it on purpose, she was able to confuse saline and alcohol, is this revenge?
Wen Yifan looked at the alcohol that was constantly poured on the wound, and couldn't help but show a little wry smile: "So, under that kind of pain, why didn't you faint?" If you faint, you won't feel it. β
"I seriously suspect that you added stimulants to my medication at the time, the feeling as if the whole person was being torn apart, and the discomfort of cold tweezers groping and probing in my body, and the ghost knows why I didn't faint." She pursed her lips and continued, "And, even if I faint, I will wake up with a beating." β
"I have to say, it was a lesson that I will never forget." Watching her pour a whole bottle of alcohol on her wound without changing her face, Wen Yifan caught a hint of a smile on the corner of her mouth, and couldn't help but smile and said, "But at least you learned your lesson and started to pay attention to personal hygiene from then on, didn't you?" β
"Well, if I had fainted, it would have been worse. A naked girl is lying in front of me, and as an older virgin teacher, I shouldn't let go of such an opportunity, give me a lesson that I will never forget! The corners of his mouth showed a smile like an idiot, Wen Qingyu smiled evilly, pretending to be surprised, "Ah, how can you confuse alcohol with saline?" I'm sorry, teacher~"
As if amused by her clumsy acting skills, Wen Yifan slowly got up, wrapped the brand-new bandage around his fingers, and looked at the scene outside the window, as if he was slightly distracted.
"However, the one surnamed Lin, how long does the teacher plan to keep him?" Throwing the rubber gloves into the trash, Wen Qingyu showed a dissatisfied expression, "I don't want him to stay here for another day!" β
"What, he bullied you?"
"Of course! He called me a 'little white hair' every day, and then laughed at my dress. Revealing two small tiger teeth, Wen Qingyu's hateful two rows of teeth made a "creaking" sound, "The most important thing is that as long as he is at home, I feel uncomfortable, as if he is being watched." β
"It's not easy, someone can bully you."
"The problem is not here!"
Looking at her crazy appearance, Wen Yifan couldn't help laughing, he stepped forward and patted her head gently: "I have counted, and I have other arrangements for him." β
"What a reliable promise~"
"Speaking of which, how are the things that asked you to investigate?" Deliberately interrupting the topic, Wen Yifan asked.
"The police are not jealous, they don't hide anything from the teacher." Wen Qingyu lay on the sofa with a big grin, "At least in the past few days, I have been following the police to pick up leaks anyway, and I have followed all the things they have investigated, at least in the past few days, I have felt all their information clearly." β
"Oh? So, you seem to have made quite a breakthrough? β
"Pretty much that," she said, picking up the snacks on the table, she unwrapped a whole packet of gum from the package and stuffed it into her mouth one by one, "I found that these people had a certain amount of criticism in their circles before they were killed. β
"For example, in the first murder case, the hostess was a complete slut in the mouth of the nearby residents, stealing men everywhere when she was young, and breaking up other people's families." While spitting bubbles, she sent the information to Wen Yifan, "Even people with hearts have paid attention, as the child grows up, he is less and less like his father." β
"Is that all?"
"Of course not, other men are no longer promising, at least a nest, this man is good, he is a complete soft egg inside and outside the nest, and he is usually weak and bullying and extremely selfish, so the image in the mouth of others is also very bad - of course, these are the results of the visit, as for the truth of what those people said, at least there is no definite evidence."
"In the end, it's the two old men, they are also as selfish as the male host, they often like to take advantage of others, and they have the habit of petty theft, and their favorite thing to do is to rely on the old and sell the old." Putting down the mobile phone in his hand, Wen Qingyu concluded: "In short, the reputation of this family among the residents is simply staggering. β
"I see, so it sees, is the only one who is not obnoxious that child? In this way, it makes sense that the criminal made the child look like the Son of God and made four people kneel before Him in repentance. Wen Yifan nodded, and then asked, "What about the second one?" β
"The second one is similar to the first, the woman has a long tongue, the man has a low quality, and the reputation is also very poor, and 'meaningful' is a word tailored for them." She sat up and continued, "It's just that this resemblance shows ......"
"The murderer also knew this information, in other words, those residents, someone must have seen the murderer." Wen Yifan smiled knowingly, and then said: "I'm afraid, the police are also busy drawing criminal activity areas now." β
"Well, it's already started, but for now, I'm still on the same level as them." Spit out almost half a fist-sized amount of chewing gum in one gulp, Wen Qingyu sat up, "But what I'm more interested in is, what does the teacher think about this matter?" β
"Me?" Wen Yifan smiled and pointed at himself, "Okay, then I'll enlighten you from the perspective of a serial murderer." β
"First of all, you have to understand that you are a serial killer, not a serial murderer, these are two kinds of people. You belong to the former, and I've played both. He frowned slightly and explained, "A serial killer is a person who pretends to be a hired person and kills people for money or something. This kind of murder is almost emotionless, and it is very difficult to detect, and this is the nature of what you are doing abroad these days. β
"Serial murderers, on the other hand, are mostly ordinary people hiding in the city, and they kill people just to satisfy their emotions. This level of psychopathology is difficult to detect by other people or even oneself, and there are many triggers that can be stimulated, but most of them are irritating and slightly altering to their lives. β
"After the first release of emotions, criminals often appear fearful, uneasy and other emotions, but unlike normal murderers, this emotion usually calms down within a natural week, and produces an extreme desire for the next killing, and the door to the abyss will be opened." After drinking the honey water in the cup, Wen Yifan added: "Therefore, most serial murderers will have the characteristics of escalating their techniques. β
"The teacher is suggesting to me that this time the criminal is not a serial murderer, but a serial killer like me?" Wen Qingyu's eyes lit up, and he was obviously aroused with curiosity, "It's amazing, I was able to meet my peers!" β
"You've always been so smart." With a long sigh, Wen Yifan smiled bitterly, "Maybe, in a few years, you will surpass me." β
"How many more years? One year is enough. β
"You're not modest."
"Yes~"
A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth, and he stopped talking, but looked quietly out the window, the afternoon sun hitting his face like a statue.
- I don't know, where did Lin Yunqian go......
"Bang bang bangβ" Just as he was thinking, there was a sudden knock on the door.
"I'll open the door," Wen Qingyu skillfully bounced from the sofa to the door, and then showed a professional smirk and slowly opened the door: "Hello~ Big ...... Pig?! β
With Wen Qingyu's exclamation, Wen Yifan turned his head and immediately saw Lin Yunqian, who was a little depressed, and couldn't help but be surprised: "What's going on?" β
"It's nothing, it's just a way for people like us." With a wave of his hand, Lin Yunqian took off his dusty leather coat and sat on the chair, "Grandma's, it's really ruthless." β
"Qingyu, prepare the tools." Wen Yifan slowly walked up to his side and examined his wounds.
The fingerbones of his fists had all turned dark purple from the blows, and some even had blood flowing out, a knife wound on his right forearm, and bruises on the corners of his eyes and mouth from the blows, as if he had been a violent person.
"It's okay......" Before he could speak, he felt two slender hands gently cupping his scarred hand and asked softly, "What's the matter, fighting with others again?" β
Taking the container filled with saline, Wen Yifan slowly smoothed his palm, which was slightly bent due to pain, and soaked it completely.
"Hiss-" As if feeling the pain, Lin Yunqian subconsciously locked his palm, but in the next second, he felt a cold feeling, between which Wen Yifan pinched a roll of folded gauze, gently wiped off the filth and blood stains on it, and then wiped the normal saline on it with dry gauze.
"It may hurt a little, bear with it a little." Using tweezers to pick up a cotton ball soaked in alcohol, Wen Yifan used it to gently wipe the wound on his forearm that had been scratched by the blade.
"I didn't expect you to even learn the technique of bandaging?" Looking at the professional bandaging method on his hand, Lin Yunqian was a little surprised, "You are really hidden!" β
"It's a very practical technique, but the process of learning these things is very boring." Wen Yifan smiled slightly, not modest, "However, in the process of bandaging you, I did discover the fun hidden in it." β
"By the way, who the hell beat you here," Wen Qingyu couldn't help but ask curiously: "Uncle, you just bragged to me yesterday that you could beat ten, why was you beaten like this today?" β
"I only said that I can fight ten, but there are seventeen people on the other side, and they are all holding weapons, and I can break through smoothly, so it's good." With a wry smile, Lin Yunqian replied, "However, if it was Wen Yifan who was there today, maybe things might not be so easy." β
"Listen to you, it seems that you and I both know the beater, are you that gang of gangsters again?" The cotton ball stained with saline was like a dragonfly dotting water, gently wiping the wound on his face, "They really have perseverance, this meeting may not be a coincidence, but deliberately came to block me." β
"It's just that they didn't get any cheap," Lin Yunqian stretched his waist after moving his bandaged hands slightly, "Seventeen people were beaten by me all the way while running, and thirteen people were beaten down, and the rest ran away because they really didn't have the physical strength, so they didn't entangle, so they ran away." β
- Are they the same group again?
He didn't arrive, Wen Yifan, who was dealing with the knife wound, had a trace of real killing intent flashing in his eyes.
- Really, disgusting hyenas.
He wiped his wound as he thought to himself.
- Do you want to kill them?
- It's fine to say if it's a single incident, but those guys who don't know each other challenge my bottom line again and again, and get tighter and tighter, and there's nothing wrong with killing them like this.
- What's more, I don't like variables either.
Slowly straightening up, Wen Yifan picked up the medical bandage and began to put the finishing touches on the wound.
Heinrich's law once pointed out that behind every serious accident, there must be 29 minor accidents, 300 near misses, and 1,000 hidden accidents. The law emphasizes two points: first, the occurrence of accidents is the result of the accumulation of quantity; Second, no matter how good the technology is, no matter how perfect the regulations, at the practical level, can not replace people's own quality and sense of responsibility.
And now, I have to face this situation.
If this incident, along with the original attacks, is brought into this rule, then it is clear that there is a huge uncontrollable element hidden in those thugs - these attacks, like the probability of 1:29:300:1000, should not be ignored as a daily event.
And no one likes this uncontrollable factor.
"Anyway, what are you doing today?" The medical scissors closed, and he successfully cut the bandage short, "If it's a privacy question, you don't have to answer it, after all, I'm just a landlord, and this question was only asked out of concern." β
- Do you take care of my personal feelings? What a teacher who can't find fault!
Sighing like this in his heart, Lin Yunqian took out the rhetoric that he had already made up: "It's okay, I actually want to go out today to try my luck and see if I can find a job, after all, I can't always be lazy at your house, if I don't go out to find something to do, I will be idle." β
While lying, he felt a trace of guilt, which made him firm up his original idea once again - he must not involve Wen Yifan in the duel between himself and the "writer".
"Well, you're looking for a job." Wen Yifan nodded lightly, "Move your limbs, see if there is anything uncomfortable, and I'll help you re-bandage." β
"No, it's comfortable, thank you." Lin Yunqian stood up and said with a smile: "I'm sorry for the trouble." β
"If you go back to the source, I should be causing you trouble." Wen Yifan smiled and waved his hand, "However, if you want to find a job, why don't you tell me?" β
- Wait, I don't really want a job......
Weighing the pros and cons, in order to be able to fulfill the lie, Lin Yunqian could only follow his words and say, "Can you provide a job?" β
"Of course, don't underestimate a teacher who lives in a villa but does a job with a salary of only 3,000 a month." Quipped slightly, Wen Yifan continued: "When it comes to finding a job, I'll help you!" β
- I really don't want to look for a job......