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"What?" Jiumu was stunned.

Ren Xin snatched the phone and shouted at the other end: "Yin Qing! What the hell do you mean—"

"Drip drip..."

Yin Qing hung up the phone.

"Fuck this guy!" Ren Xin's eyes widened, "Brother, what is he looking for from you? What's wrong with him?"

"Please take a leave of absence for me, I have something to do."

Jiumu was obviously still thinking about the meaning of Yin Qing's words, and ignored Ren Xin, his body had already made a decision and walked downstairs.

Ren Xin who was ruthlessly abandoned: Huh.

Jiumu went downstairs, and a dark purple Mercedes-Benz stopped in front of him.

Yin Qing lowered the co-pilot's window, her sharp side face still had that casual look, he didn't take the initiative to talk to Jiumu, and didn't even show him the front face, as if he showed his face just to let Jiumu confirm that he didn't go up Wrong car.

Still angry.

Jiumu didn't bother to argue with him, got in the car and sent the seat belt, and asked, "Why are you? Where's the police?"

Yin Qing rested her left arm on the window of the car, pointed the direction with one hand, and said lazily, "Passing by. Why, did the young master of the Yin family save you by being your driver?"

"Where would you dare?" Jiumu said blankly, "I'm flattered, I'm afraid I won't be able to bear such a great kindness."

Yin Qing scoffed and stopped talking.

The car drove to Cheng Yihui's company, one of the largest chain shopping malls in Jiangyi. The whole building was cordoned off into a restricted area. The police cars flashed red and blue. The news was conveyed all the time.

The onlookers gathered in a pile and didn't know what happened in the observation building. The old men wrapped in cotton jackets pointed and pointed. The cold weather couldn't stop their enthusiasm for joining in the fun.

Seeing Jiu Mu getting off Yin Qing's car, Cao Kun's face, which was already so heavy that water dripped out, turned black again. He has never had a good impression of a dude like Yin Qing, especially when he looks like a gentleman in the police station , but also prefers to get involved in this case, and I don't know how to confuse Mu Yuxue, and a lot of news got out of him.

Mu Yuxue is a psychological consultant assigned directly to the Jiangyi General Bureau by his superiors, and he is not qualified to order others as hard as his subordinates.

Cao Kun glanced at Mu Yuxue who was going up to meet him. The latter's face was still warm, but there was a trace of unconcealable worry in his eyes.

Cao Kun himself also walked over.

When Mu Yuxue saw Yin Qing and Jiu Mu approaching one after the other, she knew that the two were still having a temper. When she asked Yin Qing the reason yesterday, he didn't say anything, and Jiu Mu didn't seem to have the temperament to get angry with him. , he was really curious about how Jiumu provoked this young master.

And when he said that Cheng Yihui wanted to see Jiumu, Yin Qing kicked the accelerator and rushed out, saying that he was going to pick him up.

——It's so awkward, and it's not like Young Master Yin's temperament.

Mu Yuxue became more and more curious.

But right now is not the time to inquire, Cao Kun and Ying Zhi walked over together, Mu Yuxue didn't speak first, but asked Cao Kun to explain the current situation.

"I don't know where Cheng Yihui got the news that we are going to arrest him today. He bought explosives in advance and tied up several employees of his company. Now he is in the office on the roof and refuses to be arrested."

"We said we were just taking him to the police station for investigation. After all, there was no direct evidence to prove that he was the murderer in Tang Xin's case, but he still refused to let him go, and asked to see you by name."

"See me?" Jiumu has never let go of his confusion since he heard the news, and said in surprise: "I only met him once at Ji Haoran's banquet, and I have never met him before, let alone met him." , why does he want to see me?"

"We don't know about that." Mu Yuxue was also very confused: "The biggest possibility is that he knows you unilaterally, or wants to exchange his disadvantaged position in this case by knowing some secret about you. No matter what All of these may have a bad influence on you, and you can choose not to see him."

Jiumu was silent for a moment: "I'll go see him."

"Keep your distance. Snipers are always in position. If something goes wrong, we will ensure your safety first." Cao Kun said in a deep voice, and handed Jiumu a walkie-talkie.

Before Jiumu could pick it up, Yin Qing reached out and took it.

He said: "I will go with him, I know Cheng Yihui, he dare not do anything wrong with me."

Cao Kun: "?"

He said firmly, "No."

"Even if one person can't beat Cheng Yihui, two people can. If he won't let your police in, who will protect Jiumu's personal safety? It will take time to pop out the gun." Yin Qing lazily said: "If Cheng Yihui doesn't let me It’s fine if I go in and back out again. One more person is more insurance.”

Cao Kun stared at him for a long time, then turned and walked straight into the building.

The police stood guard at the door, only Jiu Mu and Yin Qing walked into Cheng Yihui's office.

The moment they entered, both of them were shocked.

——A girl who was crying until her tears were almost dry was tied up on the seat by the window. Cheng Yihui stood beside her holding a knife, and there were a few young people who were also tied up in the corner. A bundle of old-fashioned but still deterrent TNT explosives.

And what surprised them the most was that the man who resisted arrest had completely lost the scenery he saw at the banquet. His bare, exposed skin was covered with bruises and purple patches, and half of his face was swollen as if he had just been beaten.

Ever since Jiumu stepped in, Cheng Yihui's gaze had been glued to his body, like a poisonous snake spit out a letter, cold with hatred, mixed with a trace of despair.

Jiumu felt uncomfortable from this look, and Cheng Yihui didn't intend to speak at all, so he stood far away by the door and said first, "You want to see me?"

Cheng Yihui only said one word: "Yes."

Jiumu was waiting for his next words, but he didn't wait for a few minutes. He felt that this person had an abacus, and he had to dial it before moving.

So he asked again: "What did you see me for?"

Cheng Yihui continued to stare at him with that creepy gaze, and it took several seconds before he spoke, his voice was suppressed with coldness and hatred, but what he said was: "Help me."

Jiumu was startled: "What? Help you?"

"You know how Tang Xinqing died, right? They clearly said..." Cheng Yihui's words stopped abruptly, and he forcibly shifted: "—Only you can save me, please."

Jiumu felt that Yin Qing's eyes were also on him, and he looked at him sharply, as if warning him.

However, he was completely at a loss as to why Cheng Yihui knew what he had inferred, and what the "they" in his words were.

"What are you talking about?" Jiumu said calmly, "You have found the wrong person."

"Looking for the wrong person?" Cheng Yihui sneered: "Only a pathetic person like you would be kept in the dark. If it wasn't for an accidental discovery, I wouldn't be able to discover your life experience. Even if you don't know now, even if I can't tell now , the time for them to reveal everything is not far away."

"Birth experience? What kind of background can I have?" Jiumu's tone was unwavering: "My father is just an ordinary civil servant, and my mother passed away when I was six years old."

"Is it?"

Cheng Yihui was irritated by his plain and indifferent emotions, and he gritted his teeth and said viciously: "Haven't you ever thought about why you have skills that don't match your superficial identity since primary school? Haven't you thought about why your father Haven't you been close to you since childhood, have you always been distant?"

Yin Qing just looked at the fingers in Jiumu's sleeves and trembled.

"No one else will know except me. I'll tell you when you come over." Cheng Yihui stared at him.

Jiumu opened his lips slightly, turned his face and looked at Yin Qing.

Yin Qing wanted to stop her, but Jiu Mu had already walked over.

——At that moment, Cheng Yihui didn't know where the energy came from. His fat body rushed over like a cannonball, and he grabbed Jiu Mu, who was in a daze, and put the knife on his neck. His eyes were cracked, and his expression was desperate madness.

Yin Qing's pupils shrank, and without trying to hide it, she took out the walkie-talkie and said to the police: "Cheng Yihui is crazy, he wants to attack Jiumu!"

The woman tied to the chair by the window also stopped sobbing in fright, staring blankly at this side.

Cheng Yihui pushed Jiumu to the wall, pressed his shoulder with one hand and pointed a knife at his neck with the other, his eyes were red as if, and his voice was hoarse: "You don't know? You don't know anything?? I I still count on you to save me, only your position can save me..."

He rolled his throat, and suddenly laughed out loud, his eyes full of sarcasm: "Yeah, what am I thinking, you can't live if you disobey them, if you knew, you wouldn't be in this situation now Yes, even I almost slept with you. Do you want to know the answer? Let me tell you, that is not the request of the civil servant at all. There are other people who really let you learn these things! Of course, you are very clear about the purpose! "

Cheng Yihui's voice was pressed against Jiumu's ear, and Yin Qing couldn't hear a word, but he watched Cheng Yihui's expression getting more and more out of control, while Jiumu's expression was a little confused, without any resistance.

Yin Qing's fingertips were so cold that she couldn't feel it, she froze in place and didn't dare to move, for fear that any movement would anger the delirious Cheng Yihui.

"Yin Qing! Yin Qing! How is Jiu Mu now?" It was Mu Yuxue's anxious voice.

"I knew this person was uneasy and kind, and Jiumu shouldn't have been allowed to see him at that time!" It was Yingzhi's voice.

"Yin Qing, we are outside the door ready to rush in at any time and report the current situation." It was Cao Kun's deep voice.

Messy voices came from the walkie-talkie, and Cheng Yihui was still pressing close to Jiumu's ear, with bloody madness in his eyes.

Jiumu was at his mercy like a marionette.

"How ridiculous, Jiumu, you clearly deduced that this woman Tang Xinqing committed suicide, but you still want to punish me. No, it's not you, it's them..." Cheng Yihui was already a little incoherent, and he just wanted to put All the anger, hatred and despair in my heart poured out.

"——No, it's because of you, they want to protect you. Why? Why? I have contributed so much to them, and they just abandoned me?! It's because of you!! Jiumu, you fucking pretend What aloofness, don't you know that your heart is already rotten? It's destined to be engraved on your soul! You can't escape in this lifetime!!"

Cheng Yihui's last few words were really loud, hitting Yin Qing's eardrums and causing his temples to twitch, there were messy footsteps outside the door, and Mu Yuxue and the others were still anxiously asking questions on the intercom.

Cheng Yihui's voice became lower again, and his shoulders drooped. The previous frenzy of the whole person was suddenly replaced by decadence, and the surroundings were shrouded in an atmosphere of despair: "I can't escape, Jiumu, you are also a poor person. I tell you The answer to your second question is because your dad actually..."

In the chaotic and noisy voice of the walkie-talkie, a cold male voice with no ups and downs like a machine suddenly inserted——

"Shoot directly."

"Wait--!" The moment the male voice fell from the earphones, Yin Qing yelled out.

--boom!

A bullet pierced through the air from the best sniper point on the upper floor opposite, with a speed that cut through space, and shot straight into Cheng Yihui's temple.

Jiumu felt the hand that was gripping him loosen, and then the huge body still kept its eyes wide open and mouth open to speak, and fell to the ground with a bang!

The words are not finished, and the death will not rest in peace.

Yin Qing's eyes widened suddenly.

In his line of sight, Cheng Yihui has put down the knife, and he has been talking. Ever since the topic of "life experience" earlier, he has been talking to Jiumu. I just intuited that there was some secret in Jiumu's body, a secret that even he himself didn't know.

Now, under extreme fear, Cheng Yihui had cleared this layer of fog for a moment, and had just been able to peek into a little secret that was unknown, but it was once again dusty after the gunshot.

A crack appeared on Jiumu's always plain face, his lips parted slightly, his eyes were full of disbelief, he raised his head extremely slowly, his eyes moved from the corpse to Yin Qing's face.

Across the blood, the two quietly looked at each other.

"Why?" Jiumu asked, his tone tinged with unconcealable anger.

"Why?" Yin Qing was taken aback.

"Don't pretend to me. If it wasn't for the intervention of the Yin family, the police wouldn't have ordered the suspect to be killed. The sniper gun could clearly see that Cheng Yihui had already put down the knife."

It was the first time that Yin Qing saw the cold sneer on Jiumu's face, which made him palpitate from the strangeness.

"I..." Yin Qing's mind was still in a state of confusion. He didn't know how Jiumu woke up from the chaos just now, and he thought that he had asked the Yin family to intervene in the police's arrest of the suspect. .

——Or, in his heart, he has always been such a person.

Yin Qing suddenly felt a little cold.

He didn't speak, Jiumu regarded him as acquiescing, slowed down for a moment, and walked out the door expressionlessly.

Yin Qing slowly regained consciousness, and wanted to go out like a walking dead.

The moment Jiumu brushed past him, Yin Qing raised her eyes, and from the corner of her eye she suddenly saw a puff of blue smoke coming out of the top of the TNT explosive package.

He frowned: "What is that..."

Jiumu turned his head subconsciously, his pupils shrank suddenly, and a sense of crisis emerged spontaneously, as if an invisible hand was holding his heart tightly, even breathing with fear.

He pressed Yin Qing's shoulders, and the two of them fell heavily on the ground and rolled a few times. They didn't even feel the sharp pain from their backs hitting the ground. Jiumu protected his body tightly and didn't know what happened. What kind of affection.

boom---

The author has something to say: here we come.There may be another update tomorrow.

The mechanism of this bomb bag comes from a TV series I watched before, if you think I am wrong here, then you are right, I kneel down.

Today is still Ba Zong 7!Red envelopes for all comments!The wives hugged and kissed one by one!

感谢在2020-10-0302:12:05~2020-10-0400:26:18期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the rocket launcher: fish put one of mine;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 small steamed bun;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: Brother Cheng asked me to learn 3 bottles; Fengmian 1 bottle;

Love my wife! !