Kiss badly

Wen Hexi walked down the stairs, and halfway down, he stopped. Since he wanted to break it clean, he had to make it clear, and he turned around abruptly and walked back.

"Han Xiao..." Actually, I don't hate you that much anymore.

He opened the door of the roof, and there was no one on the roof, and his words were cut off.Bad guesses popped up in his mind, and he walked under the wall step by step, with heavy steps.

The wall was not high, so he didn't even need to stick out his upper body, just glanced down, and saw the twisted and broken corpse lying downstairs in the blood.

His eyes stayed on the bloody color for a long time, "...Han Xiao, I don't hate you."

No matter whether Wen Hexi was soft-hearted or liked Han Xiao in the past, at this moment, Han Xiao smashed a blood-colored flower in Wen Hexi's heart, and he died when the flower was in full bloom.

Wen Hexi will never forget him in this life.

The elevator reached the top floor, Lin Yuanzhi stepped out of the elevator and found a safe passage, he ran up three steps at a time, and turned around the corner of the stairs.

The moment he raised his eyes, his sight touched a familiar figure.

Wen Hexi walked down slowly, as if she didn't see him.

For a moment, he was in a trance, and he felt that Wen Hexi was back when he was in the hospital, his eyes were dull and unfocused, and his eyes were as dark as black holes.

He suddenly felt that Wen Hexi was so far away, as if there was something between them, he took two big steps, and walked in front of Wen Hexi, Wen Hexi's footsteps stopped, and stopped on the steps of that floor, His eyes gradually focused, and he finally noticed the tall man in front of him.

Lin Yuanzhi grabbed Wen Hexi's hand, the slender and bony hand was cold, he clenched it tighter, using the warmth of his palm to warm it up.

"Wen Hexi..." He called out.

"He's dead." Wen Hexi said without sadness or joy, her voice did not fluctuate, she was simply stating the facts.

Lin Yuanzhi was shocked, Han Xiao died? !

Wen Hexi leaned into Lin Yuanzhi's arms, he was so tired, he could hardly stand up, "Lin Yuanzhi, I want to go home."

"Okay, let's go home." Lin Yuanzhi hugged Wen Hexi.

Han Xiao died. After his death, the Han family went bankrupt, and the two bastards got nothing. Han Mingqi's life's foundation was completely destroyed by his own son, and he was so angry that he refused to claim the body.

The corpse has never been claimed. After the expiration of the announcement period, the funeral home cremated the ashes, and the ashes were temporarily stored by the funeral home. After Han Xiao died, there was no funeral. It was not until the temporary storage period was approaching that Han Xiao's mother went to collect his ashes. Buried casually.

The whole Han family was looking for the money that Han Xiao took from the company, but they never found it. The money was sent to Wen Hexi the day after Han Xiao's death. All the money from the company was left to Wen Hexi, and Wen Hexi donated all the money to the foundation, and he didn't want any of Han Xiao's money.

The police once looked for Wen Hexi because of Han Xiao's death. Wen Hexi was the last person Han Xiao saw before his death, and he was suspected of homicide.

The little policeman sorted out the transcripts of the day's interrogation.

Compared with the recording, he wrote down the content of the inquiry on the white paper.

The recording plays slowly.

"Your relationship with the dead."

"He was my former benefactor."

"What did you say when you met?"

"He asked me if I loved him and I said no, and then he bit me."

"and then?"

"No, can I have a cigarette?"

"can."

"Why do you think he met you before he died?"

When the voice came here, it suddenly seemed to be silent, and then there were two sneers, "Maybe it's out of emotion."

"Do you really only have money?"

"if not."

"Then what's with the tattoo on the back of your hand? Why did you tattoo the bite marks he left behind?"

There was another almost silent silence, "Maybe it's because I was forced out of my feelings."

The interrogation ended here, because someone sent a surveillance video to the police station, which recorded the whole process of the meeting between the deceased and the interrogated, clearing the interrogated of his suspicions.

The roof of the community where the death scene was located has always been closed, and it is impossible to install surveillance. However, the day before the death of the deceased, the deceased installed surveillance on the rooftop by himself.

Because it was installed without authorization and there was no communication with the property, the monitoring end was not connected to the security room. During the investigation, the police only saw the equipment, but could not find the surveillance video until someone sent it over.

After a pen pause, the little police officer bound the completed transcripts and put them in the file bag.

All records will be buried in a deserted corner of the archives.