Chapter 2: Murderous Deterrence

Wu Chun rang the doorbell of the gate, and not long after, the small window on the gate was opened, it was a short-haired girl of about eighteen or nineteen years old, dressed very avant-garde, and she was stunned when she found that the door was a strange young man.

"Excuse me, is the dean at home?" Wu Chun smiled and asked politely.

"Are you?" the girl asked rhetorically.

At this time, a voice came from upstairs. "Did you just come to the hospital to look for me?"

Wu Chun immediately guessed the identity of the voice owner, and also raised his voice and replied, "Yes, Dean, I am here to thank you." ”

"Xiaorui, let him in!"

The girl opened the door in response, Wu Chun calmly walked in, as soon as he entered the living room, Wu Chun looked at it with great interest, the living room is very large, the decoration is very luxurious, the first impression is that it is high-grade, in addition to the necessities such as household appliances, Wu Chun also saw some antiques, calligraphy and paintings, here is a combination of elegance and luxury.

"Hehe, young man, I heard that you just came to the hospital to look for me?"

Wu Chun glanced at the dean who was walking down the stairs, the dean was about fifty years old, his hair was slightly gray, and his face was kind, he looked like he had a bit of an image of saving people and helping the world, but Wu Chun knew very well that there were too many guys who were different from the outside, if you judge people by their appearance, then it would become a tragedy sooner or later.

"Yes, Dean, I'm here for you. Wu Chunying said, at this time, his consciousness had been connected to the badge space, and he could take out the pistol at any time.

The dean stretched out his hand and pointed to the magnificent sofa and said politely, "Hehe, sit down!"

"I don't know which patient your father is?" The dean asked casually, after looking at it just now, he had already seen that Wu Chun was not a rich lord, and his temperament did not look like the son of a high-ranking official, but he was still very polite, since people came to the door to thank him, there would be a little sincerity, although the ants were small, they were also meat, and the dean did not plan to get along with the other party, or he did not plan to get along with interests.

"Oh," after Wu Chun sat down, he deliberately moved and felt this expensive sofa, he didn't answer directly, but said: "The sofa is really good, it's very comfortable to sit on, it costs a lot of money, right?"

"Hehe, it's not worth mentioning," said the dean a little strangely, "young man, I don't know your name yet?"

"Wu Chun. Wu Chun replied lightly.

"Hehe!" Unexpectedly, the short-haired girl watching TV on the side chuckled, she turned to look at Wu Chun and said with a smile: "Brother Chun, you are really a man!"

In the past, in the face of this kind of ridicule, Wu Chun would probably ignore it, but after fully understanding the true existence of the salvation space, Wu Chun's personality has inadvertently undergone some changes, and he said lightly: "Since they all call me Brother Chun, of course they know my gender, the IQ of the little sister will not be so low, right?"

As soon as these words came out, the girl's face sank, and she was about to have a seizure, but the dean had already taken the lead and said, "Hehe, the young man is really joking, now tell me who your father is." The dean didn't want his daughter to offend others, at least before he got the thank-you gift, and after speaking, he glared at his daughter.

"Wu Qiong!" Wu Chun said calmly.

I saw that the dean had a thoughtful expression on his face after hearing this answer, and after a while, his face changed, and he finally remembered the name, he glared at Wu Chun, and his tone became a little unkind.

"Are you that Wu Qiong's son?"

"Yes. Wu Chun smiled softly: "I came to Xiexie for my father to take care of him." When saying the word "take care", Wu Chun faintly revealed a killing intent.

As a person who has experienced the baptism of life and death on the Contra battlefield, he has killed a lot of enemies with his own hands, and the killing aura on his body has far surpassed that of ordinary people.

The dean immediately felt an invisible pressure, he looked at Wu Chun who was smiling in front of him, and there was a sense of fear in his heart, as if he saw that he was about to die at the hands of this man.

"Is there something wrong with you?" said the dean who suppressed the fear in his heart, in his opinion, since he was the son of that Wu Qiong, it was impossible for him to come here to thank him.

"Oh, nothing, just something I want to ask the dean. Wu Chun replied with a smile.

The dean couldn't sit still anymore, he stood up and said coldly: "I regret about your father, he died of a heart attack on the way to the hospital, and there is nothing we can do. ”

"Oh, you should regret it, but you haven't realized that you should regret it, I just want to know if Guo Zhihua asked you to do this, and I hope that the dean can fulfill my little wish." ”

"I don't know anything else, please go back!" The dean found that the invisible pressure on the other party's body was getting stronger and stronger, and beads of sweat appeared faintly on his forehead, and he immediately wanted to send Wu Chun away.

Wu Chun stood up, but he didn't mean to leave, he slowly paced to a quaint vase and said: "A good vase, with fine lines, it looks old, if I guess correctly, this is at least a product of the Qing Dynasty." ”

Wu Chun picked up the vase, like a connoisseur.

"You are not welcome in our family, please leave the ......" The dean's voice raised again, but before he finished speaking, he heard a bang, and the vase actually fell to the ground and shattered.

"Oh, I'm sorry, my hands are shaking, by the way, Dean, I seem to have asked you some question just now. Wu Chun clapped his hands and said indifferently.

The dean was about to lose the invisible pressure at this time, and he felt that this young man would really kill him.

The short-haired girl on the other side didn't know all this, and when she saw that this uninvited guest dared to brush things in her own house, she immediately scolded: "You, you stupid comparison, do you know how much that vase is, it's hundreds of thousands, can you afford it?"

Wu Chun was not angry, still smiling, looked at the girl and replied, "Of course I can't afford to pay it, and I don't plan to pay it." ”

The girl wanted to scold a few more words, but found that when Wu Chun's eyes looked at her, a terrifying aura appeared on her body, and before she could say anything, she was suffocated again, and the girl's face was already pale.

Wu Chun glanced at the two of them, continued to pace to a picture hanging on Qiang, reached out and took it off and held it in his hand to look at it.

"This painting is not bad......"

Before Wu Chun could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the dean's voice: "You, what do you want to do when you fall to the ground? If you don't leave again, I'm going to call the police." ”

Unexpectedly, as soon as his words fell, Wu Chun's body shook, and he tore the painting open with a force in his hand, but said in his mouth: "Lord Dean, you scared me, as soon as you said call the police, I was so scared that I accidentally damaged this painting again, this also costs a lot of money, right?"

The dean finally understood, this guy is here to find trouble, about the incident of Wu Qiong, he did receive a lot of benefits from the county magistrate's son Guo Zhihua, for Wu Qiong's background, Guo Zhihua also told him, an ordinary worker, no background, so he doesn't have to worry. The dean was happy to help Guo Zhihua solve this little trouble.

Although he didn't know what this Wu Chun relied on to destroy his own home, the invisible pressure was indeed terrifying, as if this Wu Chun would kill himself at any time, this feeling was very real.

The dean's face turned pale, and he finally planned to tell this Wu Chun about the matter, but he also had a calculation in his heart, if you want to find trouble, you go to Guo Zhihua's trouble...... Hmph, I guess you won't be able to eat and walk around!

"Well, let me tell you, in fact, I was forced to do this ...... helplessly"

The autumn breeze kept invading Wu Chun with coolness, but he didn't notice it at all, slowly walking by a lake in the park, looking at the full moon reflected in the water, and the willow trees on the shore were constantly swaying by the wind, but there was also a bit of night scene.

Wu Chun was not in the mood to appreciate it, he was holding his mobile phone, he was watching the video just now, yes, all the words of the dean just now were secretly filmed by him, according to the dean's words, his father did not die when he was sent to the hospital, but he did not receive timely treatment, and in the end it was irreparable due to internal bleeding.

All this was arranged by the one named Guo Zhihua, although the dean said that he was threatened, but Wu Chun was sure that he had definitely received a lot of benefits in private, a small hospital director, and valuable antiques could be seen everywhere in his home, which said it all.

Think about it, too, the doctor industry is like this, patients always want to get the doctor's full help, most people think that if you don't send something to the doctor, the doctor will not do their best to treat, this has formed a habit, this may not blame the doctor, but also can't blame those who give red envelopes. But if the dean and the doctor who treated his father really had medical ethics, his father would not have died.

It can be said that it was not only the culprit Guo Zhihua who killed his father, but also the hospital, they all played different roles in the dark and evil shijie.

"Can the crime really be covered up? No, if justice is not obtained from the law, then it can only be ......" Wu Chun said softly, he leaned on the railing, but he was thinking in his heart that once the evidence in his hand could not be punished, how to deal with Guo Zhihua and kill him?

Killing people is not difficult for Wu Chun now, even if he doesn't apply special abilities, relying on that Desert Eagle and the marksmanship honed in Contra Shijie, killing an ordinary person is very simple for Wu Chun.

As for the silenced pistol, it disappeared automatically when it returned to Hope Island, and the system also prompted that the items in the plot were generally not allowed to be taken out unless they were obtained by themselves.

It's really not wise to kill the other party, even if they can escape, but what about the family? they will face the other party's revenge, unless their liliang is strong enough to a certain extent, then they can completely ignore this.

Just when Wu Chun was thinking deeply, he heard a scream not far away.

"Ahh

Wu Chun immediately ran towards the grove where the voice came, Wu Chun's speed was very fast, and he rushed to the outside of the grove in only 20 seconds, but what he saw in front of him made him stunned, and he even suspected that this was still not the real shijie, maybe it was the game shijie in the salvation space.