Chapter 1: Manslaughter of Girlfriend

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In a luxurious office, a young man sits comfortably in a leather chair, with a stack of papers waiting to be signed on a large desk in front of him. A tall and beautiful young woman with a beautiful face, wearing a white skirt and looking like a secretary, stood respectfully beside him.

The office has hundreds of square meters and is decorated in an antique style, like a splendid palace. If a citizen at the bottom of the society was suddenly placed here, he would definitely think that he had traveled to the ancient imperial palace, and that young man was the ancient emperor and monarch.

The young man picked up the pen on the table and signed his name on each document in turn. Every time he signs a name, tens of millions of coins flow into his own account, which is the income of the company, and he is the owner of the company. However, this company does not require him to put in a little effort, and there is a group of loyal subordinates who will take care of everything for him.

"Master, this is your activity arrangement for today, what do you think?" The beautiful secretary handed a piece of paper to Lin Song, and in a respectful bent posture, she could clearly see a touch of snow white and deep furrows on her chest. The convex and backward figure, beautiful and delicious face are comparable to the models on the T-shaped catwalk or the female stars on movies and television.

The young man glanced at the list at random, and it was nothing more than some golf, yachting, and a certain high-class clubhouse, all of which were just the games of some rich man!

The young man reached out and grabbed the slender waist of the female secretary and teased: "My first activity is to eat you!"

The female secretary fell into the young man's arms and said with a smile: "Master, you have to change the taste often! Otherwise, some people will be jealous." ”

As she spoke, the female secretary reached out and clicked the mouse on the table, and a huge screen on the wall of the room lit up. There are hundreds of small squares on the screen. Each square shows an office space, which turned out to be the company's general surveillance. Through these squares, you can see everything in the company.

There are countless young and beautiful working women in the square, some working at the desk, some chatting or resting, but one thing is the same, these women are the best in a thousand miles.

The female secretary clicked the mouse again, zoomed in a square, and could see that there were several beautiful women in plaid skirts working inside. The female secretary pointed to two of them and said with a coquettish smile: "Xiao Li and Xiao Zhang have never waited for you, Xiao Li is still perfect!"

The young man smiled and nodded, letting go of the beautiful secretary in his arms. In fact, he only needed a little soul power to change her mind, however, he didn't do it, he didn't want to disobey her kindness.

The young man stood up and walked to the large glass window, from which he could look down on the whole city, giving the impression of dominating the world. Looking down, on the street like a checkerboard line, countless pedestrians are like ants, busy and hurried, struggling for a piece of bread.

No one would have thought that three months ago, this young man was like those ants in the street below, a poor young man with nothing, even his girlfriend betrayed him, and even became a fugitive, being chased by the police, frightened, and terrified all day long......

Three months ago, the night in S City was suffocating.

In front of the door of a palatial five-star hotel, the lights are on. All kinds of rich and proud men and fashionable and beautiful women go in and out, and all kinds of luxury cars shuttle non-stop, with a luxurious and extravagant atmosphere.

"Squeak!" A high-end car worth tens of millions of dollars parked in front of the hotel. The waiter at the door of the hotel trotted all the way to the luxury car and bowed down to open the door. A tall, beautiful, bejeweled young woman stepped out of the car and walked towards the hotel lobby.

The waiter bowed respectfully, and at the same time peeked at the woman's back out of the corner of his eye. The tight-fitting dress with white fine grain plaid set off the round hips and slender waist is particularly seductive, and the swaying style when walking releases a seductive and criminal atmosphere.

"This is the best woman, I don't know if it's cheaper again!" the waiter muttered in his heart.

In the shade of a tree across the road from the hotel, a young man clung to the trunk of the tree, his knuckles turning a little white from too much force. Watching the woman's back disappear into the hotel lobby, there was a look of resentment and despair in his eyes.

"Juan, why are you doing this to me?" the young man slammed his fist into the tree. Blood flowed from his fist, staining the rough bark, but he felt no pain. The wound to his heart was a hundred, a thousand times heavier than the wound of his fist.

The young man's name was Lin Song, and the young woman who walked into the hotel was his girlfriend, Zhang Juan. To be exact, it is a live-in girlfriend, the two have been living together for two years and are recently preparing to get married. But in the past two months, Lin Song suddenly discovered Zhang Juan's abnormality, getting off work later and later, the phone call becoming more and more mysterious, and in recent days, he often didn't go home at night.

Lin Song asked several times, but he just prevaricated with overtime. Now Lin Song has seen with his own eyes what the so-called "overtime" is!

Late at night, Zhang Juan walked out of the hotel, her cheeks still flushed with the passion she had just had.

At the gate of the hotel, Lin Song's figure suddenly appeared in front of her, with an excited expression, like a child who had just been beaten by his parents.

Zhang Juan was stunned for a moment, then sighed helplessly, and said quietly: "You know, that's fine." ”

"Who is he?" Lin Song clenched his fists, like a beast cornered.

"Don't ask, he's so powerful, you can't afford to mess with him at all. Zhang Juan said.

"Powerful!" Lin Song rolled these two words in his heart, whether he was rich or powerful.

"I ask you who he is?" Lin Song's voice rose suddenly, almost roaring.

The sound immediately attracted the attention of the hotel security guards.

"Miss, do you need help?" said two tall security guards.

"No need, thank you!" Zhang Juan hurriedly waved her hand to the two security guards, and then said to Lin Song: "Let's go to a secluded place to talk!"

The two of them left the door of the hotel silently, and came to a remote street one after the other. At this time, because it was late at night, the street was very quiet, and two rows of cars were neatly parked on both sides of the road, like two straight parallel lines.

"Juan, why did you do this to me?" Lin Song finally asked what he said in his heart.

The love of the past flashed in front of his eyes, and Lin Song gave his heart to Zhang Juan. Lin Song dared to say that although he was very ordinary, had no money and no power, he could never find a better man in the world than he did to Zhang Juan.

"I don't love you anymore!" Zhang Juan's figure shrouded in the shade of the tree, and her face looked a little hazy. Is this still the woman you love? The woman who has said countless times that I love you?

"Why, is it because I'm not good enough to you?" Lin Song asked again. It's like a kid who likes to get to the bottom of things.

"Do you have to force me to speak?" Zhang Juan paused, as if organizing the vocabulary.

"Look at what you look like, after graduating from college, you have been an ordinary clerk for several years, and even the junior brother younger than you is now riding on your head!"

"Look at the little salary you earn, you don't even have a tenth of mine, and you can't even afford a set of cosmetics for a month. ”

"Can you afford a house? When are we going to have a house of our own? Have your own love nest without looking at the landlord's face. ”

In the shadows, Lin Song only saw a small red mouth constantly opening and closing, as if the dwarfs of the primitive tribe used bamboo pipes to blow out a deadly stinger, constantly attacking Lin Song. In fact, the power of these words was no less harmful to Lin Song than a stinger.

"Enough!" Lin Song shouted, he couldn't help but recall Zhang Juan's gentle and considerate words before, why was she so unkind now!

"Not enough! Zhang Juan seemed to feel that what she said just now did not hurt Lin Song completely enough, and continued to say mercilessly, "Moreover, my current man is a thousand, ten thousand times better than you." He is powerful, gentle and considerate, even in bed he behaves more perfectly than you, he is a god-like man, you can never compare to him!"

"Ah!" Lin Song howled like a beast, Zhang Juan's last sentence was so hurtful that Lin Song completely lost his mind.

"Tell me, who is that man, or I'll kill you!" A snowy dagger was pressed against Zhang Juan's throat, the dagger pierced the skin, and a wisp of blood slowly flowed down Zhang Juan's snow-white neck.

But Zhang Juan didn't look a little afraid, looked at Lin Song with a provocative gaze, and said slowly: "You are a useless man, I don't believe you dare to kill!"

Suddenly, Zhang Juan reached out to snatch the dagger in Lin Song's hand, and Lin Song subconsciously reached out to block it. In the midst of the tearing, Zhang Juan suddenly let out a cry of pain. Lin Song opened his hands in horror, looking at the dagger that pierced Zhang Juan's neck in horror, and he was at a loss.

Blood flowed out of the wound in an instant, dyeing Zhang Juan's white dress red, Zhang Juan's face was pale, and her body slowly fell to the ground.

"Ah~" Lin Song let out a heart-rending cry and hugged Zhang Juan, "What did I do? I'm a bastard." Lin Song kept slapping his cheeks, but how could this save his lover's life. In the tearing just now, the knife happened to stab the important blood vessels on Zhang Juan's neck, and Zhang Juan was about to die.

Zhang Juan slowly grabbed Lin Song's palm with her hand, and there was no fear on her face, but an expression of relief.

"I don't blame you, I deliberately provoked you, I didn't want to live anymore!" Zhang Juan wanted to reach out to wipe away Lin Song's tears, but her arm could only stop weakly in the air.

"What!" Lin Song thought he had heard it wrong, why did Zhang Juan want to die? But now he was not allowed to think about it.

"Juan, I'm a beast, I shouldn't force you, if you die, I will never live alone!" Lin Song burst into tears, hugging Zhang Juan's gradually weak body and crying.

"No...... You're going to live, you're ...... To find a better woman than me. Zhang Juan said with a smile.

"Kill--someone-!" A female sanitation worker at the end of the street, with her arms outstretched exaggeratedly, let out a piercing scream, like an air raid siren, which could be heard by people several streets away. She was attracted by the sound of Lin Song and Zhang Juan's quarrel, but she didn't expect to see such a terrifying scene.

"No, I will never live alone!" Lin Song cried and shook his head stubbornly.

"You don't understand......" Zhang Juan became anxious, she felt that she was losing consciousness.

At this moment, the sound of hurried and chaotic voices and footsteps was heard at the end of the street.

"Diary...... See...... My Day ...... Remember, ...... Let's go!"

"What?" Lin Song didn't understand what Zhang Juan meant.

"Quick...... Let's go...... Diary. Zhang Juan wanted to push Lin Song, but when her hand was halfway up, she fell weakly, slowly stopped breathing, and her face was calm, as if she was just asleep.

Lin Song hugged Zhang Juan's body and cried heartbreakingly, the chaotic footsteps were getting closer and closer, and someone was already shouting, "He is the murderer, catch him quickly." ”

Lin Song placed Zhang Juan's body on the ground, turned around and ran into the darkness.

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