spirits in throat

Rong Zhao didn't seem to hear Zhou Ye's words, pushed him away and stood up, bent down to pick up the high heels on the ground, walked to a corner barefoot, and picked up his black backpack.

Hearing the voice behind, Rong Zhao turned his head and saw Zhou Ye following up, and gave a warning with his eyes, telling the other party not to approach him.

Zhou Ye looked at Rong Zhao, the tailor-made dress clearly outlined the curves of his body, the skirt fell below the ankles, like a fluttering veil as he walked, revealing a bit of snow-white skin half-covered.

She is more beautiful than men, more valiant and powerful than women, showing a different kind of charm and scenery.

Zhou Ye turned around and walked towards Bai Xiaoqing, knelt down, wiped away her tears, and helped her get up by the arm: "Let's go, just tell the truth when we get to the bureau."

He took out his mobile phone and called up the call record: "I'll call Dongzi and ask him to bring you a few changes of clothes."

Bai Xiaoqing withdrew from a ridiculous life-and-death love, raised her eyes to look at Zhou Ye, and said softly: "Dongdong, he will definitely be disappointed in me."

"If he knows that I almost abandoned him for Feng Mingchen, he will definitely blame me."

"What are you thinking?" Zhou Ye walked around the physical evidence on the ground and led Bai Xiaoqing to the door, saying, "As long as you are fine, it is more important to him than anything else."

"There was a mission before, and Dongzi and I were trapped in a pothole and couldn't get out. It was still in the mountains at night, and the criminals were nearby. He said he was not afraid of death. He was afraid that he would not see him if he died. My sister is gone, and she said that she is too bad, you have been taking care of him all the time, and he will take good care of you in the future."

After listening, Bai Xiaoqing wiped away the last tear on her face, and brushed her messy hair: "Yes."

Although she couldn't accept Feng Mingchen's deception and use, she was willing to live for the one who truly loved her.

She has always been like this, born for love, and lived for love.

Zhou Ye turned his head to look at Rong Zhao, he had already hidden behind a dilapidated cabinet and changed out his skirt and wig, and he was wearing his usual black T-shirt and trousers.

He looked the same as usual, if his face wasn't flushed.

"It's nothing," Zhou Ye understood Rong Zhao's shame best, and comforted him, "Xiao Qian also wore women's clothes before, which is far less beautiful than yours."

He thought about it for a while, and repeated: "You still look good in it."

Rong Zhao didn't feel any comfort from Zhou Ye's words.

Bai Xiaoqing hesitated for a moment, walked towards Rong Zhao, and whispered, "I'm sorry."

Rong Zhao glanced at Bai Xiaoqing and didn't say much. All his feelings for her came from the bowl of stomach-nourishing porridge. Since she didn't cook the porridge, there wasn't much affection left.

He couldn't blame her, because she was the same person as him, one almost died because of a bowl of porridge, and the other died because of an umbrella and a bowl of noodles.

They are all the same ridiculous and pitiful people.

Rong Zhao walked up to Zhou Ye and asked, "Where's Feng Mingchen?"

Zhou Ye: "I've been at home all the time, and Zheng Ke has people watching."

As Zhou Ye said, looking down at Rong Zhao, he bent down slightly, and then the light of the flashlight saw the knife marks on his neck clearly, the blood around him had dried up, and a line of red was faintly oozing from the knife edge, which appeared on his snow-white skin. Very eye-catching.

Zhou Ye stood in front of Rong Zhao: "The ambulance will be here soon, you go to the hospital first."

Rong Zhao was blocked by Zhou Ye: "I'm fine."

Zhou Ye was about to say something, when he suddenly heard a "plop" behind him.

Bai Xiaoqing fell heavily to the ground, the knife on the ground shook and made a soft bang.

"Sister Qing!" Zhou Ye stepped forward, hugged Bai Xiaoqing's shoulders, helped her up from the ground, and stretched out his thumb to wipe away the line of blood slowly flowing from the corner of her lips.

Bai Xiaoqing's face turned blue, her lips turned purple, and a large stream of black and red blood gushed out from the corners of her lips and nose, which was a sign of poisoning.

Zhou Ye knew that Bai Xiaoqing's original plan was to take the blame for Feng Mingchen, and she died, leaving a pile of evidence, and then there was no evidence for her death, but she didn't expect that she would take the poison in advance.

Zhou Ye held Bai Xiaoqing in his arms and comforted her in a low voice: "Hold on for a while, the ambulance will be here soon."

Bai Xiaoqing was lying in Zhou Ye's arms, breathing weakly, she looked at him, her lips parted slightly.She was so weak that she couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

The blood flowed more and more, soaking Zhou Ye's white shirt, and Bai Xiaoqing's body began to twitch. She held Zhou Ye tightly with bloody hands, smiled self-deprecatingly, and whispered: "I didn't."

Bai Xiaoqing's eyes gradually blurred, and the last time he saw Feng Mingchen, what he said when he handed her the bowl of poison.

"Honey, let's have some white fungus and lotus seed soup. I cooked it myself and put a lot of rock sugar in it. You can try it."

"Eat slowly, there is still a lot in the pot...I really want to make soup for you for the rest of my life."

It is not difficult for a doctor to precisely control the time and kill people invisible.

Feng Mingchen was afraid that she would suddenly repent and that her death would not be thorough enough, so he helped her, creating the illusion that the suspect committed suicide in fear of crime.

Bai Xiaoqing swallowed a mouthful of poisoned blood, held Zhou Ye tightly, two lines of tears mixed with blood fell on the cold floor, she choked and struggled weakly: "Zhou Zhou, I regret it, I don't want to die. "

A devil is a devil, and the blood of a devil is always cold and vicious, so don't foolishly hope to keep warm on a devil.

"Drip~woo~~drip~woo~~" sirens sounded from the distant night.

Bai Xiaoqing turned her head to look in the direction of the door, her breath was so weak that she could hardly hear it, with a strong reluctance and reluctance, she exhausted her last bit of strength to squeeze out two words: "Dongdong."

Zhou Ye hugged Bai Xiaoqing tightly, helped her wipe off the blood and tears on her face, and held her hand: "Dongzi will be here soon."

Bai Xiaoqing's body stopped twitching, no more poisonous blood flowed from the corners of her lips, her internal organs finally became numb after the tremendous pain, just like her current thinking, floating lightly in mid-air, unable to rise or fall.

Zhou Ye looked at Bai Xiaoqing's dilated pupils, which was a sign of dying. He lowered his eyes and said softly, "Don't worry, I will take good care of Dongzi for you."

Bai Xiaoqing curled up her lips and smiled at Zhou Ye, like every time I met at the City Bureau or Bai Xudong's house, I would call him Zhou Zhou with a smile.

Bai Xiaoqing held Zhou Ye's hand and told her, "Don't, don't dig through his trash can, he doesn't like it."

Her eyes did not move away from the direction of the door for a moment, until she saw several police cars parked at the door, and Bai Xudong was the first to rush in.

Bai Xiaoqing glanced at Bai Xudong, then smiled slightly, she seemed to be extremely sleepy, and couldn't bear it anymore and closed her eyes.

"Sister!" A heart-piercing cry sounded, Bai Xudong knelt on the ground, took Bai Xiaoqing's still warm body from Zhou Ye's hands, hugged him tightly, and cried loudly.

Seeing a loved one die tragically before his eyes, how much pain must the living person endure, so as not to let himself die with him.

Zhou Ye held Bai Xudong's shoulder, pressed it lightly, got up and said, "Take care of your sister, I'll catch Feng Mingchen."

Zhou Ye turned his head, but Rong Zhao was nowhere to be seen.I don't know when, he has left quietly.

Zhou Ye called Zheng Ke: "Arrest Feng Mingchen."

Zheng Ke's anxious voice came through the receiver: "Feng Mingchen is gone."

Under normal circumstances, it would be impossible for Feng Mingchen to evaporate quietly under the noses of the police.Zheng Ke continued: "Someone responded to him, set fire to him, caused chaos, and pretended to escape."

Feng Mingchen's every move has already been monitored, and he has been investigated thoroughly, and no signs of his accomplices have been found.

"Continue to search," Zhou Ye hung up Zheng Ke's phone, turned around and called Wang Xiaoming, "Xiao Ming, help me locate Rong Zhao's mobile phone signal."