death office

That night, Lu Qing didn't go home, and stayed in the lounge to take a nap. At three or four in the morning, the police station suddenly became very noisy.

When she came out of the lounge, she realized that the person in charge of guarding the KTV in the imperial city had returned tonight and had caught two people who were dealing drugs.

Everyone was outside the interrogation room, looking at the situation through the screen, and Lu Qing followed them to watch. At this moment, a message notification sound came from her mobile phone. She took out her mobile phone to see that it was a MMS. Person is unknown.Click it, it's a photo.

In the photo, Duan Zhu was tied behind his hands to a chair, his mouth was stuck with tape, and his whole body was bruised.She was still wearing the light blue skirt she wore on the day she disappeared. The skirt at this time could not see its original appearance, and there were bloodstains everywhere.Her eyes were tightly closed, as if she had passed out, and her pale face showed how painful she had been.

Lu Qing's hand holding the mobile phone couldn't stop shaking. Her Duan Zhu, such a proud person, was the one she held dear to her heart, but at this moment she was experiencing a tragic experience that she had never had before. How could she Not angry?The person she couldn't even bear to scold was tortured like this, but she couldn't do anything about it. Lu Qing had never hated her incompetence so much.

Someone noticed Lu Qing's strangeness and hurried over to support her precarious body.

"What's wrong?" Luo Han ran over and asked.

Lu Qing didn't speak, she handed the mobile phone to Xiao Wang from the technical department, and asked him to see if he could find out the location of the mobile phone that the number belonged to.Seeing that her face was frighteningly pale, Luo Han quickly helped her to sit on the sofa and brought her a glass of water.

"Your face is too ugly, why don't you go to sleep for a while."

Lu Qing shook her head, how could she sleep, before she saw the photo, she could deceive herself into thinking that Duan Zhu was not in any danger, but seeing her now, her mind was full of the picture of Duan Zhu covered in blood.

Luo Han also knew her stubbornness, so he didn't try to persuade her any more, and just stayed by her side.

Not long after, Xing Sen and his party came out of the interrogation room.Xing Sen looked at the people around him with his eyes, and said, "Include No. 22 Wenbei Street as a key search point!"

No. 22 Wenbei Street belongs to the block where Huangcheng KTV is located. According to the account of the two arrested people, the most recent drugs flowed from No. 22 Wenbei Street. Their online accidentally revealed that the people living there are famous people. Drug dealers, but none of them have seen it.

The upline of these two people is also a drug dealer, and his source of goods comes from No. 22 Wenbei Street. As for who else is further up, it is not clear.

Early the next morning, the report from the technical department came out, and the location of the tracked mobile phone was near Wenbei Street.

It's just that Lu Qing has always been puzzled, Linger needs a lot of money for medical treatment, why didn't Duan Zhu be used as a threat to ask for ransom after kidnapping Duan Zhu?

Two days later, the police carried out the arrest operation. Before the operation, Xing Sen kept emphasizing the need to take strict precautions, not to let go of any place where criminals can escape, and more importantly, to ensure the safety of the hostages.

However, none of them expected that what they finally caught on Wenbei Street was Linge's body and his suicide note.

——"I won't survive anyway, and it's not a loss if someone comes to be buried with me!"

They all guessed wrong!

Ringer didn't even think about getting medical treatment. He had already suffered from uremia and would not live long.The hatred for Duan Zhu and Lu Qing and the despair of his illness distorted his heart. The only thing he wanted to do was to take revenge on Duan Zhu and Lu Qing who put him in jail before he died!

Lu Qing collapsed when she saw Ringer's blood-stained suicide note. She frantically looked for Duan Zhu everywhere, and even Luo Han couldn't stop her.

They found Duan Zhu in a small warehouse. She had a sharp knife stuck in her chest, and the blood from the knife edge had dried up, leaving a shocking red on the light blue skirt.

Lu Qing hugged Duan Zhu's body, sobbing silently, Duan Zhu's face was pale and blue, she closed her eyes, as if she fell asleep in Lu Qing's arms...

"Boom——" Accompanied by a white light piercing the sky, thunder roared.

Duan Zhu was awakened by the sound of thunder, only to find that there was already a violent storm outside the window. Looking back on the dream just now, the content was already somewhat blurred, and he only felt a tightness in his chest, which was extremely uncomfortable.

The constant thunder outside the window gave her a headache, so she simply got up and got out of bed.The air conditioner in the room was fully turned on. She took a coat and put it on her shoulders, and walked out of the room with slippers on.

The whole living room was very empty and quiet, except for the "tick-tick-tick" sound of the slippers. Duan Zhu felt that the silence made her flustered, and she always felt that something was missing.

She turned on the light, and the living room was brightened up immediately. The cold light shone on her face, making her face look paler.

In the living room, there are messy brushes, paints and an unfinished painting scattered on the floor.On the screen, in a lush rapeseed field, a person opens his arms, as if embracing the warm sea of ​​flowers.

The only regret is that the person in the painting has no face.Looking at the man's short hair, it should be a boy, but if it is said that this is a girl with short hair, it can be said.

"Who is this?" The sudden voice broke the silence in the space, and Duan Zhu was taken aback.Following the sound, a very handsome man was sitting on the sofa, resting his chin with his hands, looking in her direction.

Who is this man?How did he get in?How long have you been here?

Duan Zhu settled down and asked, "Who are you?"

"Lian Jia." The man raised a friendly smile at her.

"How did you get in?"

Lian Jia pouted, and said with some conceit: "There is no place in this world that I cannot go to."

"You, what do you want to do?" Duan Zhu's voice trembled uncontrollably.

"Don't be nervous," Lian Jia raised his hands to show that he was harmless, "just chatting casually."

"..." Duan Zhu didn't speak.

"Who is the person in this painting?" Lian Jia put down his hands, resumed the posture of propping his chin with his hands just now, and his eyes fell on the painting.

"...Lu Qing." Duan Zhu drooped her eyelids, her long eyelashes drooping down. When she said Lu Qing's name, her expression changed slightly, and she couldn't tell whether she was happy or sad.

"Why don't you paint your face?" Lian Jia asked, tilting his head.

Duan Zhu closed his eyes and thought for a while, then shook his head: "I forgot."

"Why did you forget?"

"Because I haven't seen her for a long time, so I forgot."

"Where did she go?"

"……do not know."

Lian Jia stared at her face for a long time, then suddenly laughed: "Beauty, you are lying!"

"I don't know what you're talking about." Duan Zhu frowned and stared at him, then his face changed, and he held his chest in pain, his already pale skin turned paler and gradually turned blue.

Lian Jia was taken aback by her difficulty in breathing. Seeing several bottles of medicine on the coffee table, he hurriedly dug them out, got her another glass of water, and fed her.

After a few minutes, Duan Zhu's condition improved somewhat.

"Tsk tsk, why is Lu Qing willing to leave you alone in this world?" Lian Jia shook his head and sighed, "You can't even take care of yourself."

"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Duan Zhu was still panting.

"I said, after Lu Qing died, you had a really miserable life." There was a trace of cruelty in Lian Jia's eyes, and his tone was also rare and cold. He listened carefully, and there was a bit of pain, "Lu Qing is really unlucky, she saved you , but you forgot about her..."

"You're talking nonsense!" Duan Zhu interrupted him angrily, "She left Lu Qing, she left by herself, I... can't keep her at all."

"Of course you can't keep her, because she's already dead!" Lian Jia said with a trace of cruel pleasure, "What? Do you want me to tell you? When you were kidnapped, it was Lu Qing who first found you in the warehouse , Ringer wanted to kill you, but was stopped by Lu Qing. In a panic, she was stabbed in the heart by Ringer with a sharp knife. When Ringer wanted to kill you again, she was subdued by the police who rushed in.

"The picture of Lu Qing dying in front of you stimulated you. You subconsciously corrected the memory at that time automatically. You think that Lu Qing left you, and you know that she will never come back."

"You are talking nonsense!" Duan Zhu had already fallen to the ground, tears streaming down his face, "You are talking nonsense... Lu Qing is not dead! She is not!"

"How long are you going to lie to yourself?" Lian Jia glanced at her mockingly, "Just lie to yourself that she just left, so you will feel less guilty?"

Lian Jia bent down, stared at her face, and couldn't help laughing: "Lu Qing is really pathetic. Tell me, will she die with regret?"

Duan Zhu covered his face and shook his head in pain: "It's not like this, it shouldn't be like this..."

"Lian Jia, it's almost enough." Mu Lan didn't know when she appeared here, looking at Lian Jia, who had a completely different personality from the usual, felt a little puzzled, but still couldn't help but stop him.

"Oh Lan, why did you come here so soon? I haven't had enough fun!" Lian Jia resumed his previous hippie smile, "It's also a skill to make beautiful women cry."

Mu Lan took a deep look at him, didn't speak, turned to Duan Zhu, and said with a businesslike expression: "Hello, I'm Mu Lan, and I'm currently an assistant in the death office."

Duan Zhu was still sobbing and didn't respond to Mu Lan's words.

"Do you still want to see Lu Qing?" Mu Lan asked.

"I, can I see her again?" Duan Zhu opened his red eyes, his eyelashes were wet with tears, his eyes were wet, and he looked a little pitiful.

"Of course." Mu Lan's expression remained unchanged, "But there is only one chance. It depends on whether you are willing or not."

"I am willing!" Duan Zhu rarely showed an eager expression on his face, "I, when can I see her?"

Mu Lan didn't answer, she turned her head to Lian Jia: "You are in charge of this task."

Lian Jia pouted, like a child, and said to Mulan angrily, "Then why are you interfering?"

"Lu Xuan asked me to watch you."

"It's that dead face of Lu Xuan again!" Lian Jia was a little unhappy, "He cares about everything!"

"..." Mu Lan didn't answer, Lian Jia's childish personality, the character of getting angry when she gets angry sometimes really made her a little speechless, the surprise at first meeting gradually dissipated in the process of getting to know her later.