The romantic and arrogant villain is forced to love him every day

When Shen Jue learned the news and rushed to the scene, Chi Zhou's body had been cremated.

He only saw the watch Chi Zhou was wearing on the day of the banquet.

Shen Jue directly punched Chi Lu, who was in charge of the cremation, put the watch in his arms and rushed to the police station.

Through the window, he stared coldly at the 'murderer' sitting opposite.

Shen Jue: "Answer every question of mine honestly."

The man was a little impatient. "I've already told the police, who are you? Why are you interrogating me?"

"Just because I know that your wife is currently in the hospital expecting to give birth." Shen Jue's eyes were cold and cruel.

Not to mention that he didn't see Chi Zhou's body, even if he did, he was still skeptical about his death.

The occurrence of all these things was too grotesque and exaggerated, with an indescribable strangeness.

"What do you want to do to her?!" The man gritted his teeth. "My wife knows nothing! She is innocent!"

"Whether she is innocent or not is up to me." Shen Jue looked at the man opposite.

Maybe his wife and children were really his weakness, so the man had a slightly better attitude: "What do you want to know?"

Shen Jue: "You have a wife and have dated several girlfriends. Why would you rape a man?"

When the word 'rape' was mentioned, the anger in Shen Jue's eyes could hardly be concealed.

No matter what the facts were, he hated the label of 'raped' attached to Chi Zhou.

It was still a label that he could no longer tear off.

"That boy has thin skin and tender flesh, just like a girl. My wife happened to be pregnant, and I haven't let off steam for a long time, so I tied him up for a while."

"Don't tell me, his voice sounds really nice, not inferior to Nv Jiao'e at all."

"If he hadn't resisted too fiercely, I would have wanted to kill him a few more times..."

"I know you guys are a bit powerful. I probably won't be able to escape this death sentence, but this can be regarded as a way to die under peonies and become a ghost, right? Haha."

As the man talked, he actually became excited.

He had no regrets for his 'crime'.

Shen Jue's hands underneath were squeezed tightly, causing veins to pop out inch by inch.

With these few words, I risked my life to let this man get the torture he deserved before he died.

Shen Jue suppressed his anger. "Why don't you run away after killing someone?"

"I can't bear to run. If no one finds me, I will choose to witness the decomposition of the body with my own eyes... You don't understand how fulfilling this is."

His few words fit the characteristics of a perverted murderer.

Shen Jue's breathing became heavier and he raised his hand to hold the frame of the mirror for a while before he restrained his urge to hit someone.

"What else are you asking?" The man leaned lazily on the back of his chair, showing a victor's attitude.

Look, this kind of rich people are still fooled by themselves.

"What color clothes is he wearing?" Shen Jue continued to ask.

"What?" The other party didn't seem to expect that Shen Jue would ask such a simple question, and was stunned for a moment.

"What color clothes is he wearing?" Shen Jue asked again patiently.

"White clothes and black pants."

Shen Jue: "You remember wrongly, he is wearing a beige top."

"Fart, I remember clearly, he was wearing a white shirt."

"Really?" Shen Jue held up a photo of the scene to show the other party. "Would you like to see for yourself?"

The man suddenly leaned against the glass and opened his eyes to see.

He recited it several times, just white clothes and black pants...

The underwear is black and the tie is brown...

Can't go wrong.

But looking through the glass at this time, 'Chi Zhou' in the photo was indeed wearing a beige top.

How can this be? !

"You remembered it wrong." Shen Jue emphasized again.

"Oh..." The man sat back on the chair, seeming a little embarrassed. "Beige and white are similar, so it's understandable that I misremembered them."

Shen Jue seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Chi Zhou was indeed wearing white.

But it rained in the capital two days ago, and my clothes were soaked and turned yellow.

From the photo, it looks closer to beige.

If the man really wanted to witness the decomposition of the corpse and keep an eye on the bottom of the cliff as he said, he would definitely know this.

This man's reaction was the embarrassment of having his lie exposed.

"Are you short of money?" Shen Jue continued to ask. "Why didn't you take away the watch he was wearing?"

The man subconsciously retorted: "I'm not short of money!"

Shen Jue sneered: "If I find evidence that you are short of money, then your wife..."

"You - I'm short of money." The man immediately changed his words. "But that watch is stolen property. If I take it away, won't I be throwing myself into a trap?!"

Shen Jue looked at him leisurely.

What weird logic.

Short of money, but still free to pursue the 'sense of ritual' after killing.

Everyone was killed, but they were still afraid to take it because they were stolen goods.

I'm afraid there is not a single word of truth in this man's mouth.

Shen Jue asked no more questions.

He was very sure that Chi Zhou must still be alive and well in a corner.

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dong dong dong-

Chi Zhou knocked on the door in front of him.

He had wounds of varying degrees on his face and body. He was wearing a T-shirt that cost ten yuan a piece on the roadside. He looked very embarrassed.

The door was opened from the inside.

Song Yue screamed: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Chi Zhou passed him and walked straight into the house.

"Get me something to eat."

Song Yue hurriedly closed the door, followed Chi Zhou and stammered: "Chi, Master Chi, aren't you dead?"

Chi Zhou paused. "Am I going to die so soon?"

He thought Chi Lu would wait at least a while longer.

"W-what." Song Yue was dizzy. "Are you dead or alive..."

Could it be that this person who appeared in front of me was really a ghost...

What evil had he done to deserve to see a ghost in broad daylight?

Chi Zhou chuckled: "Damn, come and take you down together."

Song Yue: "...Don't lie to me, I will take it seriously."

Chi Zhou: "Get me something to eat. I'm going to starve to death if I don't eat something."

"Oh..." Song Yue opened the food delivery app and handed him the phone. "It's your choice."

Chi Zhou randomly found a store, ordered a few dishes, and threw his phone back to Song Yue.

Song Yuekui was so curious that he moved closer. "Master Chi, tell me what happened."

He was preparing to drive back to the capital to attend Chi Zhou's funeral.

Chi Zhou glanced at him: "Can I trust you?"

"Of course." Song Yue assured, patting his chest. "I have worked hard to please you for so many years, and I don't even look at other people. How can you doubt my sincerity!"

Chi Zhou glanced up and down at Song Yue several times, until he felt like he was getting scared, and then he spoke leisurely.

"I'm telling you, but you can't tell anyone, or else-"

Song Yue raised three fingers and swore: "I promise, whatever I hear later, I will keep it in my stomach for the rest of my life."

Chi Zhou smiled: "Okay."

He has nowhere to go now. Some people who are playing well are in the capital, and they are probably all under the close surveillance of Chi Lu.

There is no choice but to trust Song Yue.