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Driving at the highest speed, the steering wheel fluttered in Yu Qinghan's hands, but she did not break her promise, and it really only took ten minutes to drive from the suburbs to the Lanci Park in the urban area.
Xiao Tong's phone was never hung up, Yu Qinghan stopped the car and asked Xiao Tong's location, Xiao Tong couldn't explain it intermittently, Yu Qinghan walked deep into the park while searching, fortunately she was very familiar with this park, soon Xiao Tong was found.
In the corner of the park that is rarely visited by people, the street lights fell through layers of shade and became extremely dim. Yu Qinghan could see a shadowy shadow under the old banyan tree in the distance through two rows of fences and a gravel road, like a person squatting Where. Looking to the side, it seems that there is another person lying on the side, whether alive or dead.
"I saw you." Yu Qinghan said to the mobile phone, then hung up.
Yu Qinghan ran over quickly, crossed two rows of railings half a person's height, passed through bushes and gravel roads, and stopped in front of Xiao Tong, panting slightly, and withered grass and soil stained trouser legs.
Xiao Tong sat next to the old banyan tree, hugging her knees and shivering, her hair was only an inch long, short and messy on her head, her clothes were torn to pieces, revealing a large piece of pale skin on her collarbone and arms. Shivering in the moonlight.
Yu Qinghan took off her trench coat, wrapped it around Xiao Tong's body, and held her in her arms. Xiao Tong flinched, as if awakened from a start, grabbed and bit Yu Qinghan's arm.
"Xiao Tong, it's me." Yu Qinghan hugged her tightly, pressed against her ear, and whispered in a hypnotic whisper.
Xiao Tong stopped his movements, raised his head, saw Yu Qinghan's face clearly, and then stared blankly in the darkness.
"Yu Qinghan, I killed someone." The blood on Xiao Tong's face had dried up, she pointed at the bald man lying in a pool of blood not far away, and said blankly, "I killed him."
"Xiao Tong is not afraid, I am here."
There was no expression on Xiao Tong's face, but his voice was trembling so that he could barely form a sentence. Yu Qinghan could hear the suppressed fear in Xiao Tong's voice. She held Xiao Tong's cheek and tightened her arms, trying to pull Xiao Tong into herself In my heart, "I'm here, it's okay, it's okay"
Yu Qinghan's voice was calm and firm, Xiao Tong's ear was pressed against her chest, listening to her heart beating powerfully, it seemed that he was slowly calming down, she was lying in Yu Qinghan's arms, her eyes couldn't fall into place, "I Killed him, pierced him with a knife, and all the blood came out."
"Xiao Tong, you did the right thing." Yu Qinghan hugged her, kissing the top of her head over and over again, "You did the right thing, he deserves to die."
"What should I do?" Xiao Tong raised his head blankly, holding up his blood-stained hand, "Yu Qinghan, what should I do?"
Yu Qinghan remained silent. She hugged Xiao Tong, but her eyes kept looking at the man who fell on the ground.
The man was lying in a pool of blood, the coagulated blood showed a black color in the dark, he looked seriously injured, and Yu Qinghan couldn't be sure if he was dead or not.
Yu Qinghan calmed Xiao Tong down, and then walked to the man.
The man's eyes were wide open, and the eyeballs almost popped out of their sockets. Yu Qinghan half squatted down, stretched out two fingers and probed between the man's nose, her breathing had stopped, she looked around, her heart skipped a beat, and her eyes darkened down.
There is a camera on the opposite side of the path, facing the direction of the man's death. At this moment, the camera is blinking red light at Yu Qinghan, indicating that it is fully functional and working normally.
Yu Qinghan only panicked for two seconds before calming down immediately. She took out her mobile phone to call Yu Qingming, the number had already been dialed, and Yu Qinghan hung up after two beeps. Another call was made.
At this time, Mo Xiyuan was still looking for Xiao Tong all over the world. The search team finally found some clues in the mountain behind the hospital, and now they are expanding the search area. When Mo Xiyuan's cell phone rang, she was listening to a report from the leader of one of the search teams. .
Mo Xiyuan signaled the team leader to wait a moment, went to a secluded place and took out the phone to see, it turned out to be Yu Qinghan.
She and Yu Qinghan hadn't been in touch for several months. At this time, Yu Qinghan called, probably because of Xiao Tong. Mo Xiyuan didn't dare to delay, so she connected immediately. Before she could speak, Yu Qinghan over there said : "I found Xiao Tong."
A stone fell to Mo Xiyuan's heart, and he hurriedly asked, "Where is she?"
"Lanci Park." Yu Qinghan said, "An accident happened to her, and she died."
Upon hearing the news of the dead man, Mo Xiyuan's heart sank again, "What's going on?"
"It's not clear on the phone, you bring a few reliable people over."
"Okay, let's talk right away."
&n?It just so happens that I am that "chicken" today.
The so-called right text and wrong people are bullshit, those little guards, ask yourself, are you really right text and wrong people?
I have been on a break for a long time this year. Some readers have asked why, and I have also answered the reason. Now here, I will answer again in a very informal way.
Because my mind has collapsed.
I thought I was self-indulgent, but I didn't expect that so many people would come to the land I had circled to scold me.
? I finally understand the reason why my beloved masters no longer write goofy articles. This road is really difficult to go on.
Fortunately, I finally found my persistence again.
I like goofy essays, scumbags, misunderstandings, doubles, white moonlightall of them are what I like and want to read. If no one writes them, then I will write them myself.
All the stalks in the world, as long as they are within the scope of national | family |
This stalk is also the same as that stalk, you are so free, why don't you become a Pacific policeman? Um?
I will continue to write dog blood, and I will boldly continue to write whatever meme I want to write. Don't think that any malice in the world can knock me down.
When I stopped writing dog blood, it must not have been frightened off by ridicule and malice, but my taste had changed, and I didn't like dog blood and switched to other genres. (Thinking about it this way, maybe my family stopped writing dog blood because of the transformation, so let¡¯s not talk about the digression t t)
Thank you for reading my long nonsense. The central idea is: I like to write dog blood. After reading the copywriting and demining you, I still click in. I acquiesce that you are my colleague. If you are just a malicious mocker, then I am also very happy that my text can piss you off.
I am who I am, a irascible old man who writes goofy articles, if you scold me, I will scold you.
¡ª¡ªFrom the author who insists on the surface that he doesn¡¯t care but is actually very caring (remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com