He listened to Jiang Wan's words, staring at her for half a minute, until Jiang Wan frowned, and then he accepted the request to evict the guest.

"Miss Zhang, come back with us."

She listened to the words in her ear, and looked back at the man who had a somewhat similar face to Jiang Wan in a daze: "Me?" I'm going back with you too? ”

He nodded, his gaze turned to Jiang Wan again, she looked at Jiang Hongyun's gaze, and nodded to Zhang Tingyun: "Go back with them." In this situation, you can't expect Chen Qing to bless you, in the police station...... They still didn't dare to break in. ”

Her face was gloomy, as if she was worried about something, but after a while, she raised her head and replied to Jiang Wan, "No! I can't go! You and Chen Qing are like this now! Someone has to take care of ......."

Before she finished speaking, Chen Qing in the room interrupted her: "Go with them." The other party shouldn't continue to do it tonight, you're here...... I'm also inconvenient. ”

She listened to Chen Qing's words, the hesitation between her eyebrows was obvious, she raised her hand, as if she wanted to save something, but before the words came out, she was blocked by the thoughts in her heart, she looked at Jiang Wan, and then turned her head to look at the large blood stains on the ground, and in the end, she still obeyed Jiang Wan's arrangement.

After Zhang Tingyun left with the people from the police station, the noisy room gradually became deserted, and Chen Qing, who was lying on the bed, closed his eyes, but the thoughts in his mind did not stop for a moment.

He remembered what had happened before, and it seemed like the first time he had been so unprepared to come so close to death.

When he opened his eyes, the pain deep in his brain was like the perfect caffeine, stimulating him to lose his ability to fall asleep and slumber.

He flipped out his phone, and the screen was cracked, which was normal, but he was glad that it could still be used.

He looked at the missed calls and messages on the screen, and a wry smile appeared on his face.

The smile tugged at the wound in the center of his eyebrows, and when he laughed bitterly, he gasped for breath.

Jiang Wan stood at the door, listened to his movements, and walked in.

"What's wrong?" There was something strange about her.

"The movement is so loud that the landlord is awake." He reversed the phone in his hand and placed the lit screen in front of Jiang Wan.

She looked at the long row of reproaches in the text message, and raised her eyebrows twice.

"You want me to help you......"

Chen Qing shook his head when he heard this, and interrupted her words: "Forget it, it was originally the people who suffered, and it was also our responsibility." After a few days...... You can buy it and use it as a base. ”

He whispered, retracted his phone and began to swipe messages.

"Aren't you sleeping?" Jiang Wan asked him.

"Can't sleep......" He shook his head and took out the necklace from his chest: "Sister Zhao, are you there?" He knocked on the necklace, and Bu Zhaozhao's figure emerged, her complexion was also poor, and her once condensed body became translucent at this moment.

"What's wrong?" She looked at Chen Qing, her voice a little weak.

"I'm ...... What's going on. He pointed to his eyebrows, but the other party rolled his eyes.

"It's best to be dead. How many times have you said that...... Avoid me when you use this thing! She scolded, but still answered the doubts of the two: "It's like the sequelae caused by the overuse of non-cultural heritage, I don't know the specifics, but I want to ......" She hesitated for a moment, frowning slightly: "It should be able to recover by itself." ”

Jiang Wan listened attentively, and nodded his head a few times, but Chen Qing was not, he listened to the first two sentences, and when he talked about the back, he had already started to play with his mobile phone.

He looked at a text message from the forum and was slightly stunned.

On the screen, there is a link to a website and several files.

The connection was crudely made, a one-time hop, and he hesitated for a moment, that is, before he could click on it, he saw a message from the user's "albinism".

"This is my reward for you, the honorarium is ready, will it be a direct transfer, or will it be ......?"

"Put it in a bank card on bearer letterhead, store it in a designated place, and someone will pick it up." He looked at the message sent on the screen, and tapped the button back: "What's that connection in the file you sent me?" ”

On the other side of the screen, the girl's expression was extremely excited, she looked at the bloody and bright red picture on the screen, and typed and replied on another window of the screen: "It's the clue you want, the most direct clue." Correspondingly, I cut out some cluttered and repetitive material. It may seem a little less, but it's definitely worth it. ”

Within that screen, several corpses had been subjected to inhuman abuse.

The scars had apparently been left for some time, the wounds had turned black, and the few swelling seemed to have subsided.

And these pictures, in the screen in front of the girl, are just the most insipid points.

"Satanic ......"

She looked at the web page in front of her and let out a soft snort of disdain: "Judge whom?" A flock of sheep in captivity with their claws pulled out. ”

She looked at the screen in front of her, and returned to the forum with a hint of nostalgia.