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The artist smiled and did not answer. He carefully put away his things, then straightened up and looked at Yan Shuangfei squarely.

The little finger of the left hand was open in the air, and fresh blood slid down to the fingertips, dripping little by little. The little finger without skin protection kept trembling slightly, and the exposed red flesh shrank together in a blur of blood.

Yan Shuangfei lowered her head, her lips were bitten to draw blood, but it still couldn't relieve the pain at all. The blood oozed from the corner of her mouth, and the smell of rust in her mouth made her sick, but she tried her best to hold back her dry cough, occasionally coughing a few times , the chest couldn't help heaving, propping up the deep and long wound.

"Hold on." The artist frowned and saw that Yan Shuangfei's unstoppable low cough caused the wound on his chest to be stretched further, and the flesh on both sides rolled out, squeezed and squeezed, and then returned to the original position with the width of the body , "Go through tonight first, and I will stitch you up tomorrow." The artist said while wiping off the excess blood.

"Aren't you going to continue asking me questions?" Yan Shuangfei saw the artist washing his hands from the corner of his eyes, which clearly signaled the end of the round of interrogation.

"It's useless to ask." The artist wiped his hands and said to Yan Shuangfei: "I've interrogated and asked so many people. Can't I see whether the other party wants to tell me or not?"

Yan Shuangfei chuckled strangely: "I once talked with the butcher, and I thought that no one could match the tricks of his torture. Now that I think about it, his torture is too rough, and there are many moves, but it is not beautiful. It is not as thoughtful as you .”

"Thank you." The artist gave Yan Shuangfei a deep look, and slowly closed the door, leaving a darkness behind.

New Year's Eve.

"Don't worry. I'll find it soon." Yingsha looked at Luo Qinghan's fidgeting look, and tried to persuade him.

"It's been a day!" Luo Qinghan said emphatically.

According to Yan Shaoqiu's recollection, Ying Sha and others called up the surveillance video of Yan Shuangfei wandering on the street that day, but they couldn't find it at first, but after watching several videos one after another, they finally found the video at the place a few hundred meters ahead. I saw the shadow of the artist at the intersection, and then went to the place where Yan Shuangfei had an accident to investigate the traces left by the wheels. The whole Rockwell?Yan's people searched together to further narrow the scope of the search.

Yingsha said: "As long as she can hold on, she will not die. As long as she is still valuable, the artist will not kill her."

"As far as I know, the artist has a habit. When she meets someone who refuses to reveal a little bit, she always keeps that person alive, and stays for fun until she loses interest. The longest time she kept a mercenary probably It's been almost a year." The woman next to Yingsha suddenly spoke, and Luo Qinghan didn't hear her express an opinion for a whole day, and almost thought she was dumb, otherwise she was deaf.

The woman's voice was very clear, and she spoke cleanly, without the slightest drag.

"Huh?" Luo Qinghan raised her head after hearing this, and looked at the woman in surprise.Yingsha quickly explained when she saw it: "She used to be a partner with the artist. The artist, the judge, and the doctor. The three were originally partners and took orders together."

From what Yingsha said before, it is clear that she and the artist have a great hatred. It seems that the twists and turns have a lot to do with this woman.

Luo Qinghan got up and poured two glasses of water and handed them to the two people respectively. The doctor reached out to catch them. His slender fingers had distinct joints, and the nails on them were also very smooth and clean.She nodded slightly to express her gratitude, took a sip, and gently placed the cup on the tea table.

Ying Sha drank the cup in one gulp.Put the cup down and stare at the screen, with a pen in hand, and write some records on paper from time to time.

Luo Qinghan saw that the two of them had been busy with her for so long, and now she couldn't help much, she could only wait for her subordinates to find Yan Shuangfei's approximate location before acting.

Taking advantage of the spare time, Luo Qinghan watched Ying Shazheng spinning his pen boringly, so he casually said: "Are you left-handed? I think you use your left hand for everything."

Yingsha's movement of turning the pen stopped suddenly, and the expression on his face suddenly became stiff.The doctor leaned on the sofa and straightened up.But he didn't say anything, just helped Yingsha to straighten Yingsha's hair suddenly and gently.

The scene was suddenly awkward, Luo Qinghan felt that she seemed to ask something wrong.

After being silent for a while, Yingsha's fair face lifted up, and said to Luo Qinghan with a wry smile: "As you can see, I can only do things with my right hand." She stretched out her right hand to pick up the cup, which was in her hand She was trembling badly, and when she was about to slip, the doctor grabbed the back of her hand in time and gave her the strength to pick up the cup.

"My right hand is useless." Neither sad nor happy, Yingsha stated a fact calmly.

"How come..." Luo Qinghan regretted the words as soon as she uttered them, isn't this exposing someone's wounds!Although she did a lot to Yan Shuangfei in this matter.

"It's an accident..." Yingsha waved her hand casually, trying to explain away the problem, but was interrupted by the doctor: "For your friend, there is nothing to hide." She said to Luo Qinghan seriously: "Her right hand It was I who broke it. It was me who broke her hand bones bit by bit with a hammer."

"It's okay. It's all over." Yingsha said calmly, not caring about his disability, "It's just that Yan Shuangfei is cheap, and she always wins the sword competition!"

They must have experienced a lot of twists and turns, Luo Qinghan thought with emotion.I only saw Ying Sha yawn, his eyes covered with mist, so he said: "Go and rest first. There won't be any results in a while, so I'll just keep an eye on it."

"Alright." Yingsha stood up with a sleepy face, and the doctor gently wrapped her around her, letting her put the weight of her body on him, and walked upstairs after a signal.

"Are you sure?" the artist asked seriously, holding a knife.

"I'm sure." Yan Shuangfei was sweating profusely, fainted a few times during the period, but was awakened by the pain again, "Cut it off."

The little finger was in the air, wrinkled and out of shape, and the exposed flesh was gray and black, showing a tendency to rot. "If I don't chop it up again, I'll probably get infected and die."

"If you cut it, you will be infected." The artist joked, but his hands did not hesitate. The bright blade bit Yan Shuangfei's little finger, paused for a while, and then passed through it.

"Huh..." Yan Shuangfei let out the breath he was holding in his chest, his chest heaved violently, and he broke out in sweat, causing several strands of Yan Shuangfei's hair to stick to his face.

"There's news!" Luo Qinghan received the call, ran out in a panic, hurriedly ordered someone to go upstairs to inform the two, and got into the car first, leading a group of people to rush over.

The car seemed to be flying, and the vehicles on the road gave way one after another. Fortunately, today is the first day of the Chinese New Year, and everyone stayed at home. The road is not too congested, otherwise there is a high possibility of a car accident.

"Boss Luo." The driver looked at Luo Qinghan with a troubled face, the car couldn't drive on this road at all.In other words, it is not a road at all, because it is so narrow that it is difficult for people to squeeze in.

Luo Qinghan opened the car door abruptly, relying on her thin body, walked in against the wall. "Tell them to follow, if you can't get in, dismantle this for me!" The car is equipped with explosives, Luo Qinghan can do anything if he is in a hurry.

She was alone, and she didn't realize how dangerous it was. She only had Yan Shuangfei's safety in her heart, and she wanted to see her!She needs to know she's alive!she's fine!

Family feuds, grievances, all were left behind by her. She wanted to seize her happiness, and the person who gave her happiness was there, which was enough to make her lose her original reason.

The little finger fell to the ground and made an inaudible sound. Yan Shuangfei lowered his head, with an imperceptible smile across his face. The judge just walked in and changed the wound on Yan Shuangfei's body as usual.

As long as she is in the hands of the artist for a day, her injury will not heal.The medicine was only used to delay the deterioration of the injury, so that the artist could play for a few more days.

When the judge approached, Yan Shuangfei suddenly pulled out her left hand. This was what she planned for a long time, but she couldn't break free from the bondage on her hand, so she had to resort to self-harm to fight back.Yan Shuangfei grabbed the judge's neck, her outburst was beyond the judge's expectation, and she was restrained for a while.Then, Yan Shuangfei pulled up the iron chain that bound her left hand, wrapped it around the judge's neck and tightened it tightly, suffering from the lack of strength in her hand, she held on for a while and then let go.

The judge panted heavily and did not slow down. Yan Shuangfei took advantage of this gap to loosen the restraints on his body, but was hit in the temple by a punch from the judge. Fortunately, he did not bring a gun, and Yan Shuangfei secretly rejoiced.

He rolled on the ground and covered his head, but it didn't stop the judge from picking up a stick and hitting Yan Shuangfei's head heavily. A strong dizziness hit Yan Shuangfei. He staggered and stood firm, telling himself not to faint. But then another violent impact made her eyes go black, she knelt on the ground and retched, but she avoided the next blow with her last perseverance.