Quick travel: Cannon fodder snatches away the yandere villain

"What happened next?" Gu Jin clenched his fists tightly, his voice trembling slightly, and the memories that had appeared countless times emerged again.

They all say it's just a dream and will be forgotten in the blink of an eye.

But this dream really haunted him for a long time.

Jiang Xuming took a deep breath, pulled himself out of his memories, shrugged and leaned back on the sofa, "Later, he died. In order to prevent me from being exposed, he held my hand and shot me."

Raising his hand to gesture, Jiang Xuming smiled and took out a bag of medium size from his pocket, which contained a tightly wrapped hard object.

After turning it over on his fingers twice, Jiang Xuming placed it on the table and pushed it over. "You want this thing too, right? All the evidence I can get."

Gu Jin picked it up and looked at it again and again. It was a thumb-sized object wrapped in oil paper, with circles of tape wrapped around the outside. Finally, it was sewn with a waterproof plastic film and put in a sealed bag.

It can be seen that Jiang Xuming put a lot of thought into this thing.

"Yes, I want it." Gu Jin held it in his hand and slowly put it against his chest. "I have thought of many ways and spent a lot of effort, but I can't find any evidence."

Each and every one of these charges is a fatal one, so how could Su Jingchen not take things to the extreme?

"So you are using Song Wanqing?" Jiang Xuming looked at Gu Jin and tilted his head slightly. "You have been here for several days in a row. Aren't you using me as an alibi?"

He won't catch Su Jingchen's tail.

Su Jingchen was extremely cautious in this job that was licking the tip of a knife.

Apart from him, the only one alive who could touch something was Song Wanqing.

"It has nothing to do with me. I just don't want to cause trouble for myself." Gu Jin shrugged, stood up from the sofa, lowered his head to adjust his suit, and saw that the cell phone on the table kept ringing.

Jiang Xuming glanced at him casually, crossed his arms and shoulders, and crossed his long legs. There was a light-hearted teasing look between his eyebrows, "It seems that I have finally found you."

Turning his head to look at Jiang Xuming who was gloating over his misfortune, Gu Jin walked out with his phone in hand, "Xiao Li, it's me."

"Captain Qi, Song Wanqing is missing. Her agent came to report it to the police today. They said that they have not been in touch with her since they received her last message five days ago. The last message said that you were going to propose to her."

"Five days ago?" Gu Jin opened the door and glanced at Jiang Xuming. "Five days ago, I did see Song Wanqing. I took her to the police station that night, but I haven't seen her since... She didn't propose... I'm not sure about this... She and I are not very familiar with each other... So, I'll go over now and talk to her."

After hanging up the phone, Gu Jin looked at the phone and wanted to close the door, but Jiang Xuming suddenly blocked his action.

The two looked at each other, and Jiang Xuming said, "Call me over if you need me. I gave you the things. After you report, I will definitely report as well."

But Gu Jin had worked so hard for so long, he thought Gu Jin hoped that he could send Su Jingchen in personally.

Gently pursing his lips, Jiang Xuming couldn't help but remind him, "Su Jingchen made and sold enough drugs, he should be shot many times. He still has lives on his hands. Even if he cleaned up the mess, he can't escape with the evidence. Don't be impulsive."

He didn't want to watch Qi Jinglin's last concern go down the road of death step by step.

Gu Jin nodded and said softly: "I know, I will live well and live a long life."

After closing the apartment door, Gu Jin did not stop at all. He walked forward with firmness and determination.

The evidence that Jiang Xuming had risked his life to protect was very complete. After the evidence was sent to the police station, a meeting was held soon after. Although Gu Jin no longer had the status to participate, he was still paying attention to news from all parties.

Su Jingchen's wanted warrant appeared earlier than Song Wanqing's. All assets under his name were seized and people related to him were taken into custody.

Su Jingchen, who was hiding in the villa, watched his news on the news, raised his hand to turn off the TV, his eyes still fixed on the TV screen, tightly gripped the remote control, and threw it hard to the ground.

The remote control was smashed into pieces, and the broken plastic rolled on the ground.

For safety reasons, he didn't even dare to use the Internet and could only read these boring news.

Turning his head and looking towards the basement, Su Jingchen smiled with interest, picked up the key on the table, and walked towards the basement with joy.

It is said that only two-thirds of the basement is underground, and there is a palm-sized window near the roof. Faint light can penetrate through the foggy window.

The whole room was filled with a chilly dimness. I could only barely make out a woman curled up in the corner. The slightest movement would make me hear the dragging sound of chains.

Hearing the footsteps outside, the woman sat up like a frightened bird. The chains made a series of noises. She seemed to want to hide and wanted to shove herself into the wall.

Unfortunately, the other party did not give her this opportunity. Su Jingchen held the hand and wrapped it around his arm twice, then dragged the person over.

This person turned out to be Song Wanqing, who had been missing for nearly half a month. She had chains around her neck and feet, and her clothes were tattered and couldn't even cover her body. Her body was covered in bruises, and her cheeks were slightly red and swollen.

Her body was shaking and she kept struggling, trying to grab something, but she was still dragged over.

Su Jingchen held her ankles, and Song Wanqing screamed heartbreakingly, her hoarse voice revealing her extreme panic.

"Let me go, let me go, please, let me go." Song Wanqing cried and begged, tears falling drop by drop. There was no trace of her pitiful look in the eyes of a tearful woman.

Su Jingchen let her lie on the ground, picked up the whip beside him and whipped Song Wanqing hard. Blood could be seen on her body with every whip.

Listening to Song Wanqing's wails, Su Jingchen raised his foot and stepped on her throat. "Am I not good enough to you? I tried my best to give you what you wanted, but you betrayed me. Wanwan, you really make me so sad."

Song Wanqing held his ankles with both hands, begging in a trembling voice, her face flushed, "I was wrong, I was wrong, it was all Qi Jinglin, he deceived me, you know I love you, how could I bear to hurt you, I was deceived by him."

Song Wanqing tried to arouse Su Jingchen's love and give herself a chance of life. She stared at Su Jingchen and begged him again and again.

She left the villa that day and received a call from Su Jingchen. She didn't want to answer it at first, but thinking of the affection between the two of them and the guilt for reporting it, Song Wanqing still went there.

She wanted to remind Su Jingchen to leave as soon as possible.

Anyway, her goal was just to marry Qi Jinglin.

But she didn't expect that Su Jingchen would knock her out and take her away without even seeing her.

He was taken to this so-called suburban villa and locked in the basement.

There were all kinds of torture instruments on the walls of the basement. When Su Jingchen had tortured her enough, she would use the torture instruments to torture him until he was exhausted.

Every day only a dry steamed bun was thrown in through the window.

Song Wanqing's body is now almost covered with wounds.

"Love me?" Su Jingchen pinched Song Wanqing's chin and laughed coldly, "You really have the nerve to say that. Song Wanqing, do you know that Qi Jingchen has found Jiang Xuming and brought him back? He never planned to marry you."

Like falling into an abyss!

Song Wanqing raised her head and looked at Su Jingchen in front of her. Her round eyes lost their luster in an instant, and Su Jingchen's words kept echoing in her ears.

I don't plan to marry you.

"Impossible, impossible, he clearly said..." Song Wanqing let go of her hand and slowly shook her head.

Su Jingchen laughed softly, pulled her by her hair and pulled her in front of the mirror, almost pushing her forward, "Do you want to see what you look like? Are you worthy?"

Song Wanqing cried hysterically and struggled hard, not wanting to look at her own miserable appearance. She screamed at Su Jingchen loudly, "Impossible, he promised me."

"What did you promise? If Su Jingchen is executed, he will marry you, right?" Su Jingchen leaned in and said word by word, "I killed his lover, idiot. He wanted to eat your flesh and drink your blood. Why do you have such wishful thinking? With this face?"

Su Jingchen pulled out a knife from the side and pressed it against Song Wanqing's cheek. His eyes widened and bloodshot could be vaguely seen in his eyes. "Then destroy it."

The blade cut into her tender skin, leaving a wound so deep that the bone was visible, with flesh and blood rolling to the sides.

His movements were so fast that Song Wanqing didn't even have time to feel the fear rising. She felt a sharp pain and warm blood flowed down her neck.

Her eyes widened in horror, her body trembled continuously, and her sharp screams echoed in the empty room.