"Bang!"

A muffled sound suddenly sounded in the yellowed room, and then exploded away;

Blood splattered, and blood gurgled from the wound;

Yan Shengli was also ruthless enough, for fear that Song Xiaowei would not die, this time he opened a big hole in Song Xiaowei's head, and blood splattered on Yan Shengli's arm, and Song Xiaowei had already begun to roll her eyes...

Yan Shengli looked at Song Xiaowei, who was weakening, panting in his mouth, his hideous face seemed to have begun to distort, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, "Song Xiaowei, don't blame me, I'm saving you, so that you won't be dragged out of the street in the future and suffer!" ”

Song Xiaowei's eyes rolled with difficulty, staring straight at Yan Shengli, in addition to the deep fear before, there was also viciousness in her eyes.

Yan Shengli looked at Song Xiaowei, who only had one breath left, but was not frightened by the vicious eyes, but chuckled, "Xiaowei, the way you are lying in my arms, you are so beautiful!" ”

Song Xiaowei seemed to be angry, and as soon as Yan Shengli finished saying this, she swallowed her breath.

Yan Shengli left Song Xiaowei's body on the ground, allowing the blood to spread under Song Xiaowei's body.

Yan Shengli pulled the towel out of Song Xiaowei's mouth, looked at Song Xiaowei's eyes full of unwillingness and resentment, stepped forward, reached out and stroked Song Xiaowei's eyes, and when the hand was taken away, Song Xiaowei's eyes were still wide, and she couldn't bat at a glance!

From Song Xiaowei's eyes, she couldn't see that she had suddenly woken up, was ashamed of herself, and wanted to commit suicide, Yan Shengli's face was gloomy, and he stroked it again, but his eyes still couldn't be closed.

Yan Shengli was ruthless, and threatened, "Song Xiaowei, let me tell you, you close your eyes for me, otherwise, I will feed your corpse to the wolves!" ”

After Yan Shengli finished speaking, he snorted coldly, and reached out to stroke it again, this time it was smooth, Song Xiaowei's eyes finally closed, but her lips were tightly pursed, telling her unwillingness.

Yan Shengli glanced at it, reached out and pinched Song Xiaowei's cheek, which was still warm, but unfortunately the corners of his mouth were always pulled down, and Yan Shengli scolded secretly: Bad luck.

When Yan Shengli left, he carefully checked it again and cleared his traces.

After Yan Shengli left, about half an hour or so passed, the window of an interrogation room in the most corner and edge of the entire correctional department was suddenly pushed open from the inside, and a tall figure turned out of the room like a civet cat.

The tall figure walked forward in the dark night, and followed the smell of blood to the room where Song Xiaowei was.

Gu Beicheng pushed open the room with the strongest smell of blood, Gu Beicheng took out a thin iron bar from his pocket, inserted the iron bar into the keyhole, opened the lock lightly, and opened the door;

With the bright moonlight coming from outside the house, I could barely see the scene inside the house.

An emaciated figure was lying on the ground, looking like a woman.

Gu Beicheng immediately stepped forward to inspect and found that the woman's hands were tied behind her back, a big hole was broken on her head, the blood was about to coagulate, and there were mottled blood stains on the wall.

Gu Beicheng hurriedly stretched out his hand and sniffed, he was already out of breath, and he was dead!

Gu Beicheng sighed lightly, before he was in the interrogation room in the most corner, he vaguely heard the sound of someone talking not far away, which seemed to be mixed with the sound of quarrels.

Gu Beicheng didn't care, after all, this was the Correctional Section, maybe the people from the Correctional Department were interrogating the prisoners, but then, the quarrel disappeared, and Gu Beicheng smelled a strong smell of blood spreading in the air.