Mr Killer Next Door

The red light outside the emergency room went off after several hours.

After the patient under anesthesia was pushed all the way into the single intensive care unit wearing a ventilator, Yu Sanhai and his team finally arrived at the hospital by car.

This call was made by Jiuwu. It took him a lot of effort to get the office number from Qiu Shihuan, and then he contacted someone who could help.

When the three of them appeared in the corridor anxiously, Jiuwu was almost knocked down by Yu Sanhai who rushed forward.

The old forensic doctor looked anxiously towards the ward.

"Mr. Jiang is out of danger, and he was conscious when he was sent here, so don't worry." Jiuwu patiently explained, "His injuries are mainly rib fractures, and he didn't hurt any internal organs at all. Besides, the doctor said He also has a moderate concussion..."

After listening to the general description, Yu Sanhai finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He wiped the sweat off his forehead vigorously, and wanted to sit down on the bench with a sigh of relief—he suddenly remembered something, and got up quickly.

"Are you the Jiuya on the phone?" Yu Sanhai stretched out his hand to him, even the movement of swallowing saliva became slow, "Thank you, thank you so much. If it weren't for you, I really don't know what to do." What to do... If something happens to him, how should I explain to my friend. "

"You don't need to thank me." Jiuya avoided his palm and bowed politely, "If it wasn't for the timely delivery to the hospital and the medical staff's hard work, I don't think I am qualified to claim credit for you."

Yu Sanhai withdrew his hand and scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.

"Hey, that's not necessary."

"Because this matter really has nothing to do with me." Jiuwu glanced at a figure not far away.After these visitors arrived, Qiu Shihuan walked away unnaturally from the door of the ward as if he wanted to avoid something, "Talk to that child. I can see that there may be something wrong between you, but the child The nature is not bad..." He hesitated to speak, and kept pursing his lips, "It's my fault."

"it's all my fault."

"You know, the situation you described is very complicated." Hisaya pressed the pause button of the recording pen, and tapped the table with his index finger. "It may be difficult for the family court to accept these vague testimony. But I will try my best to convince them."

"Can I help?"

The blond boy was lying on his arms, his knees under his shorts were flushed red on a small bench.

With half of his cheek pressed against his elbow, he turned sideways, looking at the lawyer expectantly.

"Well, as long as you don't give up halfway." Hisaya didn't stop writing.

"Give up halfway?"

"I mean drop the lawsuit." He twirled the pen a few times until he found the inspiration to continue the next paragraph, "I've met a lot of kids who seem to treat the courts as easy as withdrawing information. Some want to sue their own Deadly opponents, some will be like you, wanting to sue their parents because of a minor ailment, maybe this is just an excuse they imagined. As long as you push the door of the lawyer, there is always some deterrent."

The boy said angrily: "This is not an excuse, what I said is true."

"Maybe." Hisaya muttered, "For the sake of the cost, I'm willing to believe it's true."

The child stared at the thick loose-leaf paper on the table aggrievedly, hoping to draw the lawyer's attention back to the topic.

"Lawyer Jiuwu, what are you up to?"

"A divorce lawsuit. The details cannot be disclosed to you, it belongs to personal privacy."

"Oh." The boy turned his head away with interest, and glanced at the hardcover books lined up on the bookcase. "Does one have to read so many books to be a lawyer?"

"It's up to the readers themselves."

"Lawyer Jiuwu, everyone says you are amazing. Can you help me win this lawsuit?"

"Of course." Jiuwu didn't look at him, "I will never embarrass myself too much."

"It's amazing." The boy clapped his hands expectantly, "Lawyer Jiuwu, can I be your assistant? I mean temporarily. If you don't want me to know the content of other lawsuits, I can avoid it. Because I want to know more The progress of my sister's lawsuit."

Hisaya didn't answer him.

This was also the first time he put down his pen, took off his glasses, and looked directly at the other party.

There is indeed a cute and stubborn little boy in front of him. He is blond and naturally charming, like a bouquet of roses pinned in a suit pocket, with dew stained but the thorns on the stem scratched.

"You can stay." He couldn't help rubbing his temples, "but the premise is that no matter what I do, you are not allowed to ask me, and you must obey me obediently. Now, go out, I have an important call to make .”

"Yeah." The boy beckoned to him, jumped off the chair and closed the door politely, admiringly, "Lawyer Jiuwu, please call me when you're done. I won't run around, and I won't make trouble for you, I promise .Good luck with your work."

Until the door of the office room was completely closed, Jiuya did not raise his head from the heavy information book.

He propped his chin and thought for a moment, then deftly pressed a few buttons on the landline and dialed a number.

"Jane, dear. Find out for me how far I've got to pay for my divorce settlement. I'm going to appeal a second time, don't worry, but I have a better idea before I do. I'll let our To maximize your benefits, wait for my news."

***

"You should really tell us so we won't be too late." Valentina carefully grabbed Qiu Shihuan's injured arm, feeling distressed. She peeled off a package of toffee and stuffed it into the child's mouth, " I brought you a bag of candy, if you feel pain, eat some."

Qiu Shihuan pushed the candy aside with his tongue.

"It doesn't hurt. I took painkillers."

"Then you need to rest even more." Valentina consoled earnestly, "If you don't take a good rest, how can the wound heal quickly? Eat a few more candies and go brush your teeth and get ready for bed. The nurse said I will save it for you." In a single room, leave the rest to me and Yu Lai, and when Jiang regains consciousness, I will be the first to wake you up."

"...I'm not a child, why do you use this tone to coax me?"

"To me, you are just a child." Valentina smiled, "I know you are exhausted, but you are not alone now. Of course, you don't want Jiang to wake up for you terrified of things.”

Qiu Shihuan took a deep look at her.

"Brother, go and rest for a while." Li Yuanxi also stepped forward nervously, "Your complexion is particularly bad."

Qiu Shihuan remained silent, which seemed to be some kind of recognition in disguise.

"Don't worry." Yu Sanhai's persuasion came from not far away, and he successfully joined the conversation between the three.He came towards Qiu Shihuan who was standing still, "I want to talk to you."

"Remain?"

"It has nothing to do with you, Valentina." Yu Sanhai signaled the other party not to stop him, "Don't persuade me. I won't do anything to him."

"Well, I'll convince myself that you're a decent guy."

Not leaving any room for the other party, Qiu Shihuan turned around and left very coldly.

His steps didn't stop at all, passing through the people as lightly as if he was pushing away a mass of insubstantial air.

Yu Sanhai immediately chased after him.

"I asked you to wait. I have something to talk to you, of course, if you don't mind, you can also be in your single room."

Qiu Shihuan didn't look back.

"I know you're not in the mood right now." Yu Sanhai was still relentless behind him, "But now Xiao Jiang is out of danger, so, as his elder, I have to say something."

Qiu Shihuan opened the door of the single room indifferently.

"Isn't it good to keep the status quo? Uncle grumpy, I don't like you, and you don't like me either. For the sake of uncle, isn't the current situation interesting? Why must the rules of the game be broken."

"It's not all because we hate each other."

Yu Sanhai followed him into the room.It is hard to imagine that the old forensic doctor was afraid and annoyed by being in the same room with the teenager before.But now, he couldn't wait to enter the other party's private space.

As soon as the door closed behind him, before his eyes had time to adapt to the darkness, Yu Sanhai suddenly felt a sudden pressure in his throat. He never thought that it was actually the force of his fingers.

That kind of strength is simply unbelievable, like a giant python wrapped around its prey, it tightens every inch, and even lifts itself with bare hands, with both feet flying into the air.

The boy opened his pupils wide, deep in his eyes he was confused and puzzled.

His gaze was extremely cold, and his usually ruthless lips spit out contemptuous words lightly.

"Why can't I just cut off your tongue? At least it will be quieter. I don't want to hear boring explanations from the grumpy uncle."

"I'm not explaining, and I won't apologize to you." Yu Sanhai struggled, he felt that he was about to be strangled, "We don't need to maintain peace, and we don't need to understand each other. After this incident is over, I think I might find a place to retire..."

Qiu Shihuan had enjoyed his painful expression enough, smiled happily, and slowly let go of his hand.

"If you don't leave, I guarantee that Uncle Grumpy will be ripped apart before he takes his next breath."

"You won't kill me." Yu Sanhai rubbed his swollen throat, panting and looking at him, "You don't need to make such verbal threats. You saved Xiao Jiang from your own father, so I know that you will kill me." Who are they. I don't know what happened between you and Qiu Ang, and I'm not interested in knowing, but I have a lot to tell you about Xiao Jiang."

"Is it a warning? It doesn't matter. What you say doesn't count. Why should I waste time listening to a person who should die at my feet? Bad temper uncle, I want to do it again now, this time I want your attention , the one on the left... do you think you have a chance of escaping?"

"Have you ever imagined your own future?" Yu Sanhai turned a deaf ear to the young man's threat, "Maybe I shouldn't ask you this question, maybe you should ask yourself, or Xiao Jiang will come, and you may be more willing to give him the answer. Whether the plan fails or not, you and he are not on the same side. I am not sure where you will go."

Qiu Shihuan sat on the edge of the bed and took off his obstructive boots. He did not know which pocket of his clothes he took out a table knife, put it in his palm and looked at it left and right.

Taking advantage of Yu Sanhai's interval of breathing, the boy stepped on the disposable slippers barefoot, intentionally making noise all the way, and leaned over to wash by the sink.

The knife is on the right hand side.

"If our plan fails, at most we will lose our lives. About this, Xiao Jiang and I will not be surprised, because we have made preparations as early as the beginning. But you, you will be safe and sound. Whether you or No matter what happens between Qiu Ang, he will love you as before - it sounds ironic, but the fact is so absurd. He will still regard you as his own child. Of course, if we win the final victory, have you thought about your own Is it the end?"

Qiu Shihuan ignored him, spit out the foam in his mouth, and rinsed his mouth a few times.

Then he started humming a little tune to clean the knives.

"Political struggles... There will always be one party who cannot retreat." Yu Sanhai watched the young man's back silently. Even though he remained silent, even though he was calm and composed, the long shadow under his feet was still lonely after all, "It's here At that time, even if Xiao Jiang tried his best to protect you, what he could do was very limited."

Qiu Shihuan shook the water off his hands, and walked towards him with the table knife tightly.

The smile on the corner of his mouth continued unabated.

"It sounds very boring. It turns out that the bad-tempered uncle also talks a lot of nonsense. Is it over? If it's over, I should get paid. This is a one-off, and this is also for you to remember. Ask me to be an audience, isn't it A grab-and-go thing.”

"I'm just talking to you about a very practical issue. Because Xiao Jiang will only bury these words in his heart, he will not tell you. I know him, and I know him better than anyone after working together for so many years. You It's different for him. So, as long as you are a victim in his eyes, he will do everything possible to protect you."

Yu Sanhai swallowed, and leaned firmly against the door behind him.He was so nervous that he even grabbed the doorknob, ready to run away at any moment.

"A person who pursues justice and truth cannot escape his own selfishness after all. You know what this means to him."

In the next second, the unsharp knife pointed horizontally at the temple, less than a centimeter close.

"It's none of your business."

Qiu Shihuan smiled and pierced slightly.

His strength and depth are well controlled, except that the epidermis will not be damaged too much, and the tip of the knife rotates under the skin until a strand of blood winds down.

"You're not going to kill me. There's no need to."

Having said that, Yu Sanhai still didn't dare to move, and the cold sweat flowed from his forehead all the way to his chin.

The old forensic doctor was forced to look down at the blond boy in front of him. He had heard many stories about this child, most of which were cruel and bloody black fairy tales.

Viewed in this light, these fairy tales seem confirmed.

The boy looked at him with malicious eyes, and that impeccable face was squinting, with the disdain of the high-ranking person, and with the bloody smell that couldn't be washed away, as if weighing the quality, taste and value of the prey. The cheetah, rippling with the light of exploration.

Qiu Shihuan smiled softly amidst the unpredictable emotions in his eyes.

"Okay, stop... stop, hey, I tell you to stop." He patted the old forensic doctor's shoulder hard, "Why are you still shaking? You are so old, why are you still like a chicken?" Same? Oh, yes, watch your shoes and don't get my turf dirty—well, obviously I can't just let you go like this, can I? Then get my last word of advice, because you don't There will be a next time."

The whispers formed a fuzzy hot mist on the side of Yu Sanhai's face.

"...Grumpy Uncle, stop trying to get on with me and just let us hate each other. I love this."