How to cough up blood

Xi Jin is numb.

With Ji Zhisheng's current state, the challenge to his willpower has reached its peak.

He is still pressing Ji Zhisheng's wrist, afraid that if he lets go, the other party will take him off and there will be nothing left.

And...he didn't know if Ji Zhisheng would remember this memory after he fully woke up.If he really remembered, wouldn't all his thoughts about Ji Zhisheng be exposed?

The kiss just now could also be interpreted as preventing him from biting him. If he really helped Ji Zhisheng change his clothes, he couldn't control what he did, and he couldn't clean himself even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

Although the Yellow River itself doesn't seem too white...

Xi Jin's mind was almost a mess, messy thoughts came out, but his face was very serious, he pressed Ji Zhisheng's wrist seriously, let him lie on the window sill, "After applying the medicine, I will change it."

At worst, he would tuck Ji Zhisheng under the quilt, even if he took it off completely, he wouldn't be able to see it.

Ji Zhisheng lay down obediently.

Even the messy hair looks extraordinarily obedient.

For the convenience of applying the medicine, Xi Jin also came up, knelt between Ji Zhisheng's legs with his right knee, frowned slightly at the sporadic wounds on his back, and said in a low voice, "Leaning against the window, I'm still a little Can't see clearly."

After all, the wound was pierced by shards of glass. Although there was a cloth blocking it, it was impossible for the shards to pass through the cloth and penetrate into the flesh.

The window sill seemed a bit crowded here, and when Ji Zhisheng moved, Xi Jin was forced to follow suit, his ears were so red that he was about to explode, and he didn't dare to look at Professor Sven's narrow waist.

But soon, he no longer felt shy, and focused all his attention on the wound on Ji Zhisheng's back.

Ji Zhisheng's skin had always been fair, so once he was injured, he looked extremely terrifying. The wound was not deep and small, but the scarlet was still oozing blood, and some places were even soaked in water, turning white, and the flesh inside could be seen.

Xi Jin sighed in her heart, the action of applying the medicine was light and slow, and she couldn't help feeling distressed.

Ji Zhisheng is really worrying.

Looking at his appearance, it seems that he has long known that after fully empathizing with T, it will be very uncomfortable.But he didn't reveal this matter to them a little bit, and even locked the door.

If it wasn't for Xiao Liu talking about the pen knife, would he really just lie on the cold floor for one night, and then silently treat the wound the next day, hiding everything away.Then tell them in that light tone what the result of his speculation is.

If he hadn't found out, no one would know what Ji Zhisheng did for empathy.

After the wound on her back was healed, Xi Jin lowered her eyes, the corners of her mouth were drawn into a straight line, and she became depressed.He gently grabbed Ji Zhisheng's left wrist, turned around, and looked at the two knife wounds in his palm.

There is already a shallow layer of blood scab on it, and there are still dried blood in the fingers.

Xi Jin never knew that she was so patient, she dipped a cotton swab in water, and wiped away the blood from Ji Zhisheng's palm.

Then he froze for a moment.

With the help of the bright light outside, he could clearly see Ji Zhisheng's palm. Apart from the two new wounds, he could actually see many white knife wounds that had healed.

Some are on the pulp of the fingers, some are on the inner side of the phalanx, and some are under the little finger... There are so many, Xi Jin counted them, adding today's ones, there are roughly thirteen.

It's just that these wounds are very similar to the palm lines, and you can't see them if you don't look carefully.Just like what Ji Zhisheng said, he controlled it very well and would not really let himself die.

Xi Jin's heart was suddenly stabbed by someone.

He suddenly remembered that he only found complete empathy this time, when he didn't find it before...

He counted, so many, so many times.

Xi Jin was silent for a moment, then gently wrapped gauze around Ji Zhisheng's back and palms, and after a while, sighed softly, "...Professor Ji, it's done."

There was no movement for a long time.

Xi Jin was slightly taken aback, only to realize that Ji Zhisheng had fallen asleep.

The gentle young man turned half his face sideways, frowning lightly, concealing a little tiredness and paleness, against the backdrop of the lights outside, he showed an inexplicable tranquility.

Xi Jin looked at it for a while, with a smile on his lips, stretched out a finger that smelled of medicine, and wiped the center of Ji Zhisheng's brows, slowly soothing his frowning brows.

The night was getting darker, Xi Jin was afraid that he would freeze, so she hugged Ji Zhisheng, put him on the bed, and accidentally bumped into something.

Xi Jin froze slightly, he remembered that the last wet clothes on Ji Zhisheng's body hadn't been changed yet...

He lived with Ji Zhisheng for so long before, of course he knew where his clothes were kept, it was in the compartment of the backpack.

Wearing wet clothes...you will catch a cold.Xi Jin blushed while thinking, and then persuaded herself with this legitimate reason, and found a change of private clothes.

In order to maintain his decent image, but he was afraid that Ji Zhisheng would distort him, so he half-closed his eyes and changed it.

After changing, he more seriously washed the three wet clothes in the dark, wrung them dry and put them aside to dry.

Then he gently cleaned up the broken glass and bloody water on the ground.

When everything was done, Xi Jin squatted beside Ji Zhisheng's bed and looked at him with the fragrance of laundry detergent in her hands, thinking over and over again:

So cute.

Everywhere is cute.

He thought a lot in a daze, and unknowingly fell asleep beside Ji Zhisheng's bed.

Day two.

When Ji Zhisheng woke up, he was stunned for a while.

He rubbed his aching forehead, and the vague memory of last night gradually became clear. At that time, it seemed that he was about to faint because of subconscious suffocation, and then... Xi Jin broke in.

And then……

Ji Zhisheng's eyes were subtle, and he subconsciously touched the corner of his lips.

He also gradually remembered what happened later, his expression was slightly stiff, and his eyes fell inch by inch on the three clothes on the drying rack next to him.

three item.

Ji Zhisheng: "..."

He lifted the quilt on his body with stiff fingers, and looked down, and it was indeed changed.

"Ouch!"

He lifted the quilt so suddenly, Xi Jin, who was sitting on the ground beside his bed, leaned back, knocked her head on the ground with a bang.

Xi Jin hissed and opened her eyes.He sat up and slept all night, and now his waist was so numb, he clutched his waist, and didn't get up for a while.

"Professor Ji, you murdered early in the morning."

His voice was hoarse and joking as usual, but when he looked up and saw Ji Zhisheng sitting on the bed with his upper body naked, looking at him blankly, he suddenly stopped.

"..."

Ji Zhisheng silently tightened his fingers, waiting for Xi Jin's reaction.

Xi Jin's eyes wandered a bit: "Hey, Professor Ji, do you still remember what happened after I came in last night? It's just... I think you were in a bad state at that time, so I didn't dare to wake you up. "

She kissed too hard last night, and now there is still a sharp pain in the corner of her mouth.

Ji Zhisheng thought of the three pieces of clothes that were still hanging, was silent for a moment, and shook his head honestly: "I don't remember."

"Oh..." Xi Jin couldn't tell whether it was disappointment or something else, and she briefly talked about what happened last night, without mentioning anything else.

Ji Zhisheng couldn't help but said: "...do you have anything else to ask?"

Xi Jin gave him a strange look: "What else?"

"……nothing."

Ji Zhisheng turned his face away from looking at him, paused for a moment, then stood up frankly, dug out his bag for a change of clothes, and went to the bathroom to change.

Facing the mirror, he buttoned up the black shirt to the top, completely covering the gauze wrapped around his chest.

Ji Zhisheng seldom wears black, and his shirts are basically white, but wearing light-colored clothes wrapped in gauze, in case of bleeding, it is not good.

The wrist bones lined by the black cuffs are thinner, and gauze is wrapped around the palm.

Xi Jin helped him change them last night.

Even the clothes were washed for him.

After waking up, he didn't even ask a question, and didn't say a single unnecessary word.Nor was he looking at him with that weird, potential psychopath look.

The person in the mirror put on silver glasses, Ji Zhisheng couldn't tell what it was like, after washing with one hand, he opened the door and went out.

Glancing at Xi Jin who was still sitting on the ground: "What's wrong with you?"

Xi Jin bared her teeth: "...the legs are numb, and I can't stand up."

He kept watch all night, then fell suddenly, the blood was not flowing, and he still hasn't recovered yet.

Ji Zhi paused, walked up to Xi Jin, and stretched out his good right hand to him, "Get up."

"...Oh, good," Xi Jin looked at Ji Zhisheng's hand, the corner of his mouth almost reached behind his ear, he held it with a snap, and got up with the momentum, and suddenly felt that everything was fine.

He held Ji Zhisheng's hand and jumped twice, shook it as if thanking him, and said with a smile: "Thank you, Professor Ji."

Just don't let go.

Ji Zhisheng: "..."

He was silent for a moment, and took the initiative to withdraw his hand.

"Today is the ninth day. According to the plan, the eight Zhou Qings will enter the police station today, and we have to prepare well." Ji Zhisheng looked at the time, "At this point, Xiao Liu should have split up with the others to pick them up. .”

"Let's pack up and go quickly."

Xi Jin: "OK, is Professor Ji with me?"

Ji Zhisheng's eyes fell on the corner of Xi Jin's mouth, there was also a wound on it, as if it was bitten out by him last night, he looked away uncomfortably.

"no need."

Ji Zhisheng frowned slightly, and told Xi Jin the result of last night.

"After empathizing with T, I entered the sixth case of the eight joints. The only thought in my heart was to kill all the eight people, so that all the joints would disappear, and there would be no disharmony."

Xi Jin: "But... in this case, it has nothing to do with the reenactment of the case."

Ji Zhisheng nodded, he turned around and said, "So it's better to act separately today, and try to gather these eight people together for protection as soon as possible."

It was only after he left the door first that Xi Jin realized belatedly, was Ji Zhisheng explaining why he didn't go with him?

The process of gathering eight Zhou Qings was not as smooth as expected.

Because there are several office workers who do not believe what the police say. If they ask for leave, they may lose the attendance award, so they are very resistant.

It wasn't until the afternoon that the police station gathered four of them.

It was drizzling cold rain outside, and the car window slid down with rain marks. Ji Zhisheng drove out from the residential area of ​​the North District. He and Xiao Liu were in charge of the 12-year-old girl.

But when I went to pick up people just now, the little girl's stepmother told her that she hadn't finished school yet.

Today's pick-up was agreed a long time ago, Xiao Liu was almost blown up on the spot, but was restrained by Ji Zhisheng, they are now walking towards the school, planning to go directly to the little girl's class to find her.

Xiao Liu was still very angry: "Tell me, how can you be such a parent?! Why don't you take things that threaten your child's life to heart?!"

"I've said it many times, but I still don't believe that these murders are far away from them, right? What can I do if I miss a class? If it happens to me, I wish my daughter could live in the police station..."

Ji Zhisheng said softly: "I learned before that the little girl has depression, and it has something to do with her family. Her father remarries, and the stepmother's attitude is very obvious. She doesn't like her very much."

"By the way, where's her father?"

Xiao Liu looked at the sky outside: "Her father is still partial to her. He is a construction worker in Jingyu Longmen School District, who operates the tower crane. I don't think the construction site will last long today, so he should come back soon."

It was freezing under the autumn rain, and it was getting dark very quickly. Ji Zhisheng parked the car next to the little girl's school.

Xiao Liu ran into the school with an umbrella, but came out after a while. His face was very ugly, and he knocked on the car window: "Professor Ji, her class teacher said that she went out after school this morning, and she seems to have returned. Went home and haven’t come back until now.”

"But we just came out of her house, and no one is home?!"

Ji Zhisheng's face darkened: "Which group is responsible for following? Isn't she the one I asked to focus on?"

Someone annoyed in a low voice: "I'm sorry Consultant Ji, our team A is watching, but we made sure that people guarded the door only after entering the school this afternoon."

Ji Zhisheng: "That is to say, she came to school in the afternoon, but she didn't go to the classroom, and she doesn't know where she is now?"

He let out a breath, the coolness blowing in from outside made his fingertips a little numb, Ji Zhisheng calmly said: "Now send a few people to contact the principal of their school, and then look around the school, if there is no one, then look around. .”

Several people in the car responded and went out quickly.

Ji Zhisheng reported his news here, and by the way informed Xi Jin, the latter called quickly, Xi Jin's voice was a little breathless, as if he was running, and he said loudly: "Hello? Professor Ji, has anyone been found yet?"

"No."

Xi Jin's slightly annoyed voice came from over there: "The cub from high school I was chasing could really run, he was caught just now, and guess what, he said he would be fine if he was targeted by the murderer, said What kind of super power will be awakened after death, followed by global evolution..."

"I really think of myself as the hero in a hot-blooded manga!"

Xi Jin was drenched all over, her black clothes were tightly attached to her body, her mobile phone was clamped between her shoulders and ears, and her hands were firmly holding down the brat who was constantly struggling and muttering on the ground.

He motioned for the person next to him to come over and help him, and he directly pushed him into the car, and by the way, he notified the child's frantic parents before he went to the shelter next to him from the rain.

"Professor Ji, do you want me to help you there?"

With the sound of rain, Ji Zhisheng's car was extremely quiet, and he tapped the steering wheel with his fingertips: "How are the other teams doing?"

Xi Jin was helpless: "There are still two working parties who haven't got off work. They said they will wait until nine o'clock in the evening, and overtime will be even later."

"Don't worry too much, it's the ninth day, and there will be nearly [-] hours before the end of the tenth day, and everyone will be gathered."

Ji Zhisheng heard him finish, "Okay, then come here..."

His phone vibrated slightly, and a message from an unfamiliar number came:

[Now at [-] o'clock in the evening on the ninth day, there are still six hours before the end of the game. ]

Ji Zhisheng's pupils shrank.

Heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

He reacted quickly, T exploited a language loophole.Ten days, not a complete ten days, but the tenth day.

There are still six hours until the end of the game.

Six hours... In other words, T will carve his sixth rose thorn in the early morning after the next six hours.