Well of Mystery

Life hangs by a thread—this is a new vocabulary that Bai Xiuqi "learned" today.

The top of the head is getting farther and farther away from the water surface. It seems that it is not so easy to float up, and I don’t want to wait for death—ask, what should I do now?

Fortunately, he remembered that he still had one last resort.

Although he hadn't verified the power of that dragon soul since the absurd fish tank experiment that day, he had to try it now, and he had the right to treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

Resolutely learning the lesson from last time, he first reached out and pinched his nose, then opened his mouth, tentatively swallowing the first mouthful of river water.

Nothing happens.

The suffocation caused by the lack of oxygen is gradually emerging, but the dragon soul in the stomach does not show any signs of producing oxygen.Bai Xiuqi gathered himself together, spit out the river water and tried again, but it still failed.

In a blink of an eye, the top of the head was almost two meters away from the water surface, and the surroundings were almost pitch black.He tried hard to step on the water and float up, but so far, the only effect was to consume more oxygen in vain.

It's over, it's over.

Bai Xiuqi only kept repeating this sentence in his heart.

Just ten minutes ago, everything was still so peaceful; but now, my life is coming to an end? !

Not reconciled, really not reconciled... But how can I fight against death?

The feeling of suffocation quickly reached the limit, and the strange thing was that the process of death was not as painful as imagined.When Bai Xiuqi was forced to choke on the first sip of water, he felt that he had no strength to struggle, and he was helplessly floating in the muddy river.

The water in the canal is flowing, so it may take two or three days for people to find the remains.And at that time, I am afraid that I have already been eaten by fish and shrimp, and my face has changed beyond recognition.

Thinking of this, Bai Xiuqi even smiled wryly.Start to make up the nine-phase diagram based on yourself.

Hey, whatever.

Anyway, they are all dead, who cares whether the corpse looks good or not.Just to scare the person who found the body, toil the crematorium employees...

After cremation, will my ashes stay with my grandfather, or will my ashes be taken back to the countryside for burial?Unfortunately, no matter what, I have no choice.Or, try to hold a dream or something?Or find a psychic to carry a message for yourself?

After resigning to fate, everything seemed to become easier. After thinking about it, Bai Xiuqi's heroic face appeared in his head again.

What is Jiang Chenglu doing now?At this point, the bathroom has run out of water.He was probably sitting on the bed, pulling out his cell phone and dialing his number.

What a pity, what a pity, this love call is doomed to fail.

After swallowing a few mouthfuls of river water, Bai Xiuqi gradually entered the stage of chaotic consciousness.He was vaguely glad that his confession to Jiang Chenglu was unsuccessful.Otherwise, if he died so soon, not only would Jiang Chenglu be deceived, but he might even be haunted after death, and become a god of jealousy, right?

"Fortunately, you haven't had time to fall in love with me..."

He opened his mouth to talk to himself, but his sigh turned into a few bubbles and floated to the surface of the water.

Well, it seems that all the remembrances have been finished, and the rest is to wait for death quietly.Bai Xiuqi relaxed her whole body, handed herself over to the water flow, and even closed her eyes, assuming that she was about to have a dream from which she would never wake up...

But he soon found that he couldn't "sleep" at all.

Doesn't it mean that people who are dying will see the past going back in front of their eyes, and then the soul will go through a dark corridor to reach the other side of the underworld?Why is it that all he feels now is bobbing in the water, like a shirt thrown in a front-loading washing machine?

Just as he was muttering in his heart, the water suddenly pushed him and hit some hard object.

He froze for a moment, then realized that it was a bridge pier.

If I am dead, this bridge should be Naihe Bridge; but if I am still alive, then...

Bai Xiuqi did not continue to think deeply.He grabbed the pier with his hands and feet and began to climb up with difficulty.Fortunately, the water level has been rising these days, and there is actually a ladder for maintenance under the water.Bai Xiuqi climbed the ladder and moved up little by little. After a long two or three minutes, he finally got his head out of the water.

It is still on the edge of the promenade along the canal, with tall willow trees and dim street lights.

This is the world.

Bai Xiuqi stared blankly for a while, then suddenly realized that he was still breathing, and hurriedly opened his mouth to take a big breath of air.This was terrible, the water in his lungs sprayed out from his mouth and nose at the same time, coughing so much that he almost fell back into the river again.

After feeling a little calmer, he dragged his injured leg and slowly climbed to the shore, looking up and looking around.Judging by the position of tall buildings in the distance, I have drifted 300 meters along the current.

It seems that the dragon soul is indeed useful, but the skillful usage taught by Jiang Chenglu is misleading.

Really survived.

Bai Xiuqi was lying on the ground with his back to the sky, panting heavily, never felt that the air in this city was so sweet, and the evening breeze was so warm... Lying down, he couldn't help laughing, and stretched out his hand to tease Willows hanging from high places.

After a while like this, he slowly remembered that the crisis has not been resolved yet.The murderer was probably still wandering around, dealing with Wang Ti's body.

The police must be called.

He struggled to stand up, dragging his injured right leg forward step by step.At first his plan was to go to a nearby street to find someone for help, but by chance, he found a phone booth on the side of the road.

He walked into the phone booth and dialed 110.The officer who received the police said that the police would arrive within 15 minutes, and suggested that he could lock the phone booth if his legs and feet were inconvenient, and wait for the 120 rescue.

Bai Xiuqi took this suggestion, plugged in the latch of the phone booth, sat on the ground and inspected the wound on his leg.The bleeding had basically stopped, and the wound was whitish and looked a little deep.

But don't be really lame.

Bai Xiuqi prayed silently in her heart, but felt a little funny at the same time: just now she was ecstatic about surviving by chance, but now she started worrying about her foot injury—humans are really dissatisfied animals.

Thinking of this, he forced himself to smile, and began to pick up things in his pockets again.

The mobile phone and banknotes were all flooded when they fell into the water, but the coins were still usable.He took out one, put it in the coin slot of the phone, and then dialed a series of cell phone numbers.

After two short beeps, the call was connected.From the other end came a familiar and easy-going voice of inquiry.

"Which one?"

"...It's me, Bai, Bai..."

Bai Xiuqi opened his mouth to respond, but the voice that came out of his throat was fragmented.

Holding the microphone, he raised his head and saw his face reflected in the glass wall of the phone booth, pale and embarrassed, his smile was uglier than his crying.

10 minutes later, the police and 120 arrived at the scene at the same time, and the quiet canal promenade suddenly turned upside down.

After the initial examination of the wound by the doctor following the car, Bai Xiuqi was carried into the ambulance.A young policeman followed along the way and was in charge of the next recording work.

He was taken to a nearby hospital emergency unit.The person who saw the doctor was an experienced middle-aged surgeon. He initially judged that the tendons and tendons on the feet were all fine, but the wound was polluted by river water, so be careful of the possibility of infection.

The procedure after that was to take a film, and Jiang Chenglu also arrived when he came out of the X-ray room.His face was gloomy like never before, and there was no smile at the corner of his mouth, it was like a different person.

The nurse pushing Bai Xiuqi's wheelchair was overwhelmed by his momentum, and took a step back unconsciously.In the next second, Jiang Chenglu took over the control of the wheelchair, lowered his head to Bai Xiuqi and questioned him face to face.

"What's going on? Didn't you tell me to go home and pack up? How did you go there so late?!"

Bai Xiuqi closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the chair. After he finished asking all the questions, he slowly opened his mouth and said, "I have to talk to the police comrades later, so you should follow along."

After filming, it was debridement and sutures.Outsiders were not allowed to enter the debridement room, so Jiang Chenglu and the little policeman who came with him waited outside.When Bai Xiuqi finished stitching up the wound and came out, the two of them had already mingled together, and Jiang Chenglu had heard a lot about the case from the little policeman.

The wound is treated, and then there is only the last step of hanging saline.

The nurse quickly finished the venipuncture and walked away, and there were only three of them left in the huge infusion room.The little policeman yawned involuntarily, and began to urge Bai Xiuqi to describe the shocking scene he encountered an hour ago.

From the nightclub to the river, from being injured to jumping into the river to escape, only the part of breathing in the water is hidden.After speaking concisely, Bai Xiuqi also made a special emphasis: "The person who killed Wang Ti was the CEO of Yizhong.com, Zhou Yiliang. We just talked not long ago, and it is absolutely impossible to misunderstand."

"En." The little policeman nodded as he took notes, "My colleagues have gone to collect the nearby surveillance video and other people's testimony. I believe we will get more evidence soon."

The preliminary transcript was completed quickly, the little policeman answered a phone call, and asked Bai Xiuqi for his contact information, so let's go first.In the end, only Jiang Chenglu was left by his side frowning.

"Do you know that your voice on the phone sounds trembling? It's only been a few days since the old god's business is over, and you're going to start again and again. Can you save me some trouble?"

"Do you think I do?" Bai Xiuqi smiled wryly: "Didn't you say that I would attract ghosts easily if I absorbed Yin Qi? Maybe it would be just as easy to attract bad luck."

"You can eat indiscriminately, but don't talk indiscriminately."

Jiang Chenglu stared at him, his eyes hardened for a second and then softened: "I should have called you sooner if I knew about it, it's not a good thing if I don't hear from you so late."

"Then why didn't you call earlier?"

"I'm afraid to disturb you, happy like a fairy."

"..."

Bai Xiuqi knew that Jiang Chenglu was teasing him about going to the nightclub, and when he remembered what the woman in the nightclub had said to him, his heart felt as if he had knocked over a five-flavored bottle, and he couldn't tell what it was like.At this time, the broken mobile phone in Jiang Chenglu's pocket vibrated.

"Wait, it's Tao Chuan's call."