"Yes, who is it?" Lin Xiyang stood up in a daze.

"Yes......" Xiao Ning opened his mouth, a flash of pity flashed on his face, and suddenly, he pulled his legs and was about to run out of the door.

Lin Xiyang subconsciously wanted to stop him, "Hey, I'll call Team Zhou, you wait a minute." ”

"No, it's too late." His eyebrows tightened, and Xiao Ning's gaze froze, "I have to stop him." ”

With a meaningful expression, meaningful words, and a slightly cold gaze, Xiao Ning's unusual behavior made Lin Xiyang involuntarily take a step back.

It was this one who shook his head, and when he looked at it again, Xiao Ning's figure had already disappeared at the end of the corridor, knowing that it was impossible for him to catch up with him in high heels, Lin Xiyang stabilized his mind and turned around and walked towards the conference room.

The empty and quiet conference room of the criminal police brigade has a depressing atmosphere that makes people panic.

"What did you say?" Zhou Qing stood up, his bloodshot pupils widened, and he said angrily: "Is he crazy?" ”

At this time, Lin Xiyang also knew that he had made a mistake, bit his lip and said uneasily: "He is afraid that it will be too late, and he has no bad intentions." So what do we do now? He is alone, he has no weapons, and he doesn't know how to punch or kick, in case he confronts the murderer......"

"Phew," Zhou Qing squeezed out a cold snort and chirped: "I don't care what happens to him, if he startles the snake and lets the prisoner go, see if I don't skin that kid's dog!" ”

After finishing the anger, Zhou Qing's mood finally stabilized, he put on his coat, and said in a slow voice: "Don't worry too much, I left my back hand, that kid has my tracker on him." ”

Lin Xiyang suddenly raised his head in surprise, why did Zhou Qing, who was so good, install a tracker on Xiao Ning, he was not a prisoner.

Quickly followed, Lin Xiyang followed Zhou Qing to the office, Zhou Qing strode to the desk, and took out a mobile phone from a drawer that he had almost never used.

The muscles of his face twitched a few times, and a burning anger that was even hotter than that was just now rose from Zhou Qing's eyes.

"What's wrong?" Lin Xiyang asked nervously.

"Damn," he kicked on the table, the sound of high-top big-toed shoes colliding with solid wood was as deafening as ever, Zhou Qing gritted his teeth and said indignantly: "That kid blocked the tracker's signal early in the morning." ”

......

In the October festival venue.

The typhoon finally left the seaside city and headed inland, with cloudless skies and blazing sunshine giving the illusion of returning to the scorching heat.

After being exposed to the sun, the moist soil shows dry cracks, and the smell of sludge lingers between the noses.

"In that direction, well, that's right, go straight for about 200 meters, turn left, and keep going."

Hurriedly thanked him, Xiao Ning ran towards Zhang Qiushan's office non-stop. He had to hurry, or he would see a horrible corpse.

As soon as he stepped into the office building, the right temperature calmed Xiao Ning's nervous and restless mood a little, and the eye-catching abuse on the rooftop, the famous news anchor, he should have guessed it a long time ago.

The number of the elevator changed slowly, Xiao Ning's hands unconsciously clenched and loosened, and the time passed minute by minute.

Airplanes.

The faint sound of the door opening sounded, his eyes stopped for a moment, and Xiao Ning swallowed a mouthful of saliva unconsciously.

The young man standing opposite was not panicked, showed an innocent smile familiarly, and said loudly on his back: "Senior, why are you here?" ”

The smile did not reach the bottom of the eyes, and the cold gaze was like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark, full of coldness, which made people's spines chill.

One step, two steps.

Slowly approaching forward, Xiao Ning looked at Zhang Yiqi steadily, and said straight in: "Stop." ”

"Ah......" Zhang Yiqi's head tilted slightly to the side, deliberately making a confused expression, but there was a sneer on his half-covered face that made his scalp tingle, "Sure enough, it's worthy of being a senior, I know it so quickly." ”

"You are not yet sixteen years old, and your father is in a high position, even if the previous two cases are discovered, your life will not be ruined."

The words of losing the moral bottom line flowed out of Xiao Ning's mouth, he knew why Zhang Yiqi did these things, and he didn't want more people to become the test subjects of that madman.

……

Time goes back half an hour in front of a computer screen.

Lin Xiyang was chattering there, Xiao Ning turned on the computer, and searched for the name Zhang Yiqi by ghost.

He has no impression of this "junior" at all, and Zhang Yiqi looks like he is just a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy, and he has graduated from college, so the two should not have any intersection according to common sense.

For what reason did Zhang Yiqi say those words that were unclear? And when the two met at that time, there was a chilling indifference in Zhang Yiqi's eyes.

Even if in the next second, he suddenly rushed into the crowd and slashed at all innocent people with a knife, or he jumped from a tall building, it would not be a surprise.

The display screen showed a rapid buffering result, looking at the perfect resume, Xiao Ning's face became more and more heavy.

Numerous awards, although his mother died early, but his father is a famous entrepreneur, from childhood to adulthood, Zhang Yiqi's every behavior is impeccable, but he has never gone to the same school as Xiao Ning.

Seniors, teachers!

Memories from childhood can no longer be controlled, gushing out of control.

"Do you hate him?"

"If you hate him, kill him."

"Don't be cowardly."

……

That madman!

"Run!"

The crisp sound of leather shoes falling on the marble floor woke Xiao Ning up from his thoughts, his pupils contracted in an instant, and looking at the figure behind Zhang Yiqi, he shouted with all his might.

The man in the suit and leather shoes was confused, and his good self-cultivation made him not angry, he approached patiently, and he said politely: "Hello sir, I am Zhang Qiushan, the chairman of the board of directors here, do you have anything to do?" ”

"Run...... " Xiao Ning's eyes were split, and at this time, Zhang Qiushan was standing behind Zhang Yiqi, not realizing that his son showed a demonic smile at all.

Perhaps finally noticing Xiao Ning's gaze, Zhang Qiushan looked at Zhang Yiqi in surprise, and said suspiciously: "What's wrong?" This is my son's Yiji. ”

With his palm on Zhang Yiqi's shoulder, Zhang Qiushan said softly: "Yiqi, is this your friend?" ”

Turning around slowly, Zhang Yiqi looked like he was going to introduce the two of them, and between the flashes of light, he took out a bottle of spray from his arms.

The white smoke suddenly sprayed over, and the pungent breath choked into his throat, Xiao Ning's eyes were dark, and he wanted to hold his breath, but his feet seemed to fall into the swamp quagmire, floating and ethereal.

"Zhang Yiqi, you... You can't do it, you'll regret it, that guy is a madman... He's going to ruin you......"

After finishing the last sentence with all his strength, Xiao Ning's eyelids became heavier and heavier.

Thump.

Two voices in succession, and the corridor that was still lively fell into a deathly silence.