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This is the sixth day of the copy.

When Lan Qiaoyi saw Bao Qizhi's current appearance, he almost couldn't recognize him, it was the fat man with squinting eyes when he smiled.

Looking at those cloudy eyes, he was a little startled, and he couldn't figure out why in just two days, the other party seemed to be a completely different person.

Even though Lan Qiaoyi felt that Bao Qizhi was in a strange state at this time, there was nothing he could do. He could only try to communicate with the other party and ask about Du Hongfu's whereabouts.

He asked the other party why Du Hongfu wasn't with him.

It wasn't until the third time that Bao Qizhi, who was burying his head in binge eating, that his mouth was full of food the next moment before he even waited for this mouthful of food, stopped slightly.

The fat man touched the oil at the corner of his mouth, rolled his eyes, and then replied slowly:

"He seems to be still sleeping in the room."

After speaking, regardless of the boy's reaction, he lowered his head again and continued to eat with big mouthfuls.

Hearing this, Lan Qiaoyi was slightly taken aback. When he walked out of the restaurant, he looked back at Bao Qizhi, feeling a strange feeling in his heart.

When he walked up to the fourth floor, he suddenly heard a sound of "呵呵啦啦——" from the hospital's radio, and he stopped in his tracks. Soon, a man's voice appeared on the radio:

"Emergency report, emergency report, a murderer has appeared in this hospital, which has caused one death and three injuries. Please organize the patients to hide nearby and guard the passageway!"

"The hospital has called the police, and the police will arrive soon. Please protect yourself and wait for the police to rescue..."

With the sound of "pa--", the man's voice suddenly disappeared.

The radio sounded again turned into a series of buzzing, Lan Qiaoyi made a decisive decision and turned around and ran downstairs.

But at this moment, I heard a voice from behind:

"Jojo!"

He turned around in surprise, and saw Yu Qi, who was covering his abdomen with his right hand, with a pale face.

"Yu Qi—why do you..."

Lan Qiaoyi was startled, and subconsciously ran towards the man. As the distance between him and him shortened, he finally saw the man's appearance clearly.

Viscous scarlet blood trickled down from between the fingers, almost completely staining the man's white hospital gown red.

"Don't talk..." Yu Qi raised his hand and grabbed Lan Qiaoyi's wrist. After looking around, he staggered into a room with him.

Maybe the owner of the room was in the dining room and hadn't had time to come back. At this time, there was no one in the ward. As soon as he entered, Lan Qiaoyi turned around and locked the door.

Immediately afterwards, he ran to the man who was lying on the side of the coffee table at this time, stretched out his hand to support him, and said with some stumbles:

"You... are you okay? What am I going to do?"

The man with a pale face and purple lips due to excessive blood loss stood up with his help, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Xiaomei's expression of bewilderment and worry, and a subtle touch crossed his heart. , I couldn't help laughing in a low voice.

It was just this smile that touched the wound in his abdomen, and soon, Yu Qi coughed uncontrollably:

"Cough...cough cough-"

Lan Qiaoyi felt anxious, looked around, recalled the location where Ji Zhi took out the medicine box last time, and with a glimmer of hope, rummaged through the same location in the ward.

Soon, the medicine box appeared in his field of vision, Lan Qiaoyi relaxed, dragged it out, and carried it back to the man.

He just looked at the box full of medical supplies, but he was a little dazed. Yu Qi's low cough still continued in his ears. Lan Qiaoyi looked up and was a little shocked to find that the wound on the man's abdomen was scarlet due to the constant pulling. The blood is gurgling out.

In a moment of impatience, he looked at the man with a trace of hesitation, pursed his red lips tightly, and raised his hand.

The low cough echoing in the room suddenly disappeared.

The man's pitch-black eagle eyes stared straight at the young man in front of him, who still covered his face with his hand.

"You can't cough anymore."

The warmth under the palm seemed to spread to Lan Qiaoyi's face through the flesh, so that the white cheeks became pink in just a few minutes.

After a long time, Yu Qi blinked, indicating that he had controlled it, and then moved away his tender white palm.

"Gauze, alcohol..."

Under the command of the man, Lan Qiaoyi took out those things one by one, and then raised his eyes to look at him.

Yu Qi let go of his hand covering his abdomen, and sweat leaked from his forehead. He looked up at the beautiful young man in front of him, gently pulled the corners of his lips, and his tone rose slightly:

"Little Rose, this is the second time you have protected me."

Lan Qiaoyi's heart tightened slightly, he looked down at the bleeding abdomen, trembling hands, half kneeling on the ground, finally finished a simple bandage with the weak voice of the man above his head.

When it was over, Lan Qiaoyi took a long breath, and only then did he realize that the palm of his hand was already slightly moist.

He asked subconsciously:

"Who hurt you?"

With the young man's help, Yu Qi reluctantly sat on the sofa. Hearing this, he turned to look at Lan Qiaoyi with a complicated expression, as if hesitant to speak.

Lan Qiaoyi suddenly understood the man's unfinished words, and asked with a trembling voice:

"Is it... Cen Wensui?"

The man's silence answered him.

His little rose looked like a decayed flower for a moment, even though it was still blooming in his palm, it started to wither inexplicably.

"why?"

Lan Qiaoyi didn't understand, last night he dreamed of the happy time they had together in the past, and he had decided to tell the man today that he would work with him to find the real murderer of his father.

"My personal task," Yu Qi took a breath before continuing, "is to find out the serial killer from the Grail Mental Hospital."

Lan Qiaoyi said:

"On the admission list of this hospital, only the names of 51 people are recorded."

Yu Qi was not surprised, his voice was inexplicably cold, and there was a trace of coldness in his eagle eyes:

"It's really unexpected. Cen Wensui, who looks the most harmless, is actually a murderous murderer."

Lan Qiaoyi's heart ached slightly, but the time was so tight that he couldn't allow him to think too much.

"You stay here, don't come out."

The man stood up, frowning for a moment when his body stretched, he gritted his teeth, endured the pain and said to Lan Qiaoyi.

"how about you--"

Those dark round eyes slightly widened, and the young man looked at Yu Qi in surprise, his words were full of worry.

"Rose..." The man's expression was a little helpless, he seemed to want to bend down, but because of the wound involved, he had to look down at the person sitting on the sofa like this.

"I have to fulfill my personal mission."

Lan Qiaoyi put the medicine box in his hand aside, stood up, looked at the man in front of him intently, and said word by word:

"Yu Qi, Cen Wensui is my fiancé, he may also be related to the murder case back then."

At this point, he finally vaguely understood something.

He also knew that as a police officer, a man must be able to understand what he was talking about.

Lan Qiaoyi stretched out his hand and gently held the man's hand.

"I need a chance."

A chance to escape the mental hospital.

A chance to get things done.

Sure enough, Yu Qi compromised, he could only repeatedly tell the young man not to act rashly, but to follow closely behind him.

After Lan Qiaoyi nodded to express that he would be obedient, the two of them walked out of the ward door with a sound of "Bada--".

The corridor was empty, except for a few buzzing radios from time to time, the entire mental hospital seemed to be dead and lifeless.

The two of them walked up the stairs, being cautious along the way, looking forward and backward, for fear that Cen Wensui would suddenly appear from somewhere.

……

When the sound of "咚咚咚——" echoed in the corridor, Lan Qiaoyi's back felt chills, and Yu Qi, who was walking in front, paused, turned his head and showed a somewhat comforting smile to the young man.

The man shook his head and raised his hand to signal Lan Qiaoyi not to speak.

The young man was pulled to the dead corner where the stairs and the corridor intersect. Looking at the tall body in front of him, his eyes flicked across the dried blood on the other's white hospital gown, and his heart sank slightly.

A whistle suddenly sounded at this moment, and Lan Qiaoyi suddenly clenched the hand hanging by his side.

"Don't hide, I've seen you—"

The gentle voice of the past was gone, replaced by a hoarse and malicious sneer.

It seems to be mocking their dying struggle.

Yu Qi stretched out his hand and kneaded Lan Qiaoyi's palm, ignored his dissuasion, and walked out of the shadow in a calm manner.

"Cen Wensui."

The man's voice was steady, and he didn't give half of his peripheral vision to the boy hiding beside him.

"Why are you the only one? I clearly see there is another one beside you?"

The sound of the heels touching the ground sounded again, and the doctor's suddenly deep voice sounded again:

"Which unlucky guy you picked up?"

Hearing this, Yu Qi's eyes were slightly cold, and when he spoke again, the man's voice carried some coldness:

"He's not your prey."

"Oh, really?"

Cen Wensui was noncommittal, his eyes flicked across the dry dark red blood on Yu Qi's abdomen, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and there was a trace of interest in his eyes.

He shook his head and said inexplicably:

"Why do you still throw yourself into the trap?"

"You are, and so is that lifeless white-haired man."

Lan Qiaoyi trembled slightly, Ji Zhi!Did he also encounter an accident?

Yu Qi moved towards Cen Wensui calmly, his goal was very clear, as long as the police arrived, the mission would be completed.

It's just that he forgot for a moment, Cen Wensui had already noticed the young man behind him.

"Shua—" A cold light flashed across Yu Qi's side face, heading straight for behind him.

Accompanied by the sound of "Kang Dang——", a trace of bright red blood slowly flowed down the fair cheeks.

"—!"

Yu Qi subconsciously turned around, her heart skipped a beat for an instant - but she ignored the man behind him whose eyes suddenly darkened.

"I do not--"

Lan Qiaoyi hastily uttered a voice, wanting to signal to the man that he was safe, but his pupils dilated slightly in the next second.

Cen Wensui grabbed Yu Qi's shoulder, a cold light shone in his hand.

"Could it be that that's your little lover?" The hand clasped on his shoulder was as strong as an eagle's claw, Yu Qi gritted his teeth secretly, and strangled Cen Wensui's throat with his backhand. Malicious words:

"It's really a useless silk flower, it will only grow by attaching to men, waste!"

039's voice sounded in his mind:

[It is detected that the title BUFF has been activated, please cherish the opportunity and complete the trigger task in time. ]

Even though Yu Qi pressed him against the wall, the corner of the man's lips still had a careless arc, as if in his heart, these were just a boring game.

Until the young man's snow-white skin flashed past Cen Wensui's eyes, the man was slightly stunned, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the constant curvature of the corners of his lips gradually flattened.

"Joe, Keke Qiaoqiao—?"

After seeing the familiar eyebrows and eyes clearly, the carefree smile that had been floating in those warm brown eyes disappeared.

"Why are you here..."

Cen Wensui followed Lan Qiaoyi's gaze and looked at Yu Qi who had cold eyes in front of him.

He suddenly understood something, and a nameless anger suddenly rose in his heart, but before he could vent it, a trembling voice came from not far away:

"Gunsihua? Trash?"

The end of his beautiful little fiancé's eyes were reddish, and there was a scarlet line of blood on the side of his soft white face. He looked at himself with some grievances, his brows and eyes drooping slightly.

The man seemed to see the crystal clearness that was about to fall.

The hand hanging by his side suddenly trembled violently. He opened his mouth, but he could only give a futile explanation:

"I-I didn't mean that—"

"I didn't know it was you..."

Those harsh words just now turned into sharp knives and stabbed at him again.

Cen Wensui frowned in pain.

The anger that burned in the first second shrank into a cluster of flames in the next second, and it was extinguished with a click.

For a moment, he didn't even care about the hand still in his throat, and wanted to walk towards Lan Qiaoyi.

The man in front of him refused to make him do what he wanted.

With a muffled groan, Yu Qi slammed his back against the wall again.

"Jojo—"

He still muttered his name.

Lan Qiaoyi deliberately ignored the subtle sense of strangeness that flashed through his heart. Under 039's urging, he stepped forward, and finally put his hand on Cen Wensui's arm.

"Ah Sui, I just want to know if you killed my father."

As long as he admits it, Lan Qiaoyi's personal mission can be completed.

The man was stunned for a long time, and there was a smile on the corner of his lips, which seemed a bit bitter:

"Jojo, so you still don't believe me?"

"Answer him!"

The force in his throat suddenly increased, and there was a trace of cruelty in Yu Qi's voice.

Lan Qiaoyi watched Cen Wensui's face turn paler and paler. For a moment, he didn't know whether he was watching from the sidelines, or felt distressed, or both.

"Why don't you want to tell me the truth of the matter? Didn't you say it..." He gently took Cen Wensui's hand that was hanging by his side weakly due to lack of oxygen, and wrapped it in the palm of his hand. The dense and long eyelashes drooped slightly, and there was an indescribable sadness in his expression.

"You are the closest person I have left in this world."

Cen Wensui rolled his eyes slightly, he looked at the young man in front of him with difficulty, and said slowly:

"Qiaoqiao... If you want, Cen Wensui can be the murderer of your father."

[Unfortunately, the number of remaining submissions: 0, personal tasks are not completed. ]

When the name of "Cen Wensui" was submitted, the main system rejected his answer.

Lan Qiaoyi suddenly turned his head to look at Yu Qi, and after seeing his expression clearly, the other party was also taken aback.

Wasn't Cen Wensui the murderer of Lan's father?

A chuckle came from beside his ear, and Lan Qiaoyi shuddered all over, turning his head to look at Cen Wensui, who started to laugh intermittently.

"why are you laughing?"

This result was unexpected by Yu Qi, his brows were furrowed, he looked at the doctor in front of him, his heart sank slightly.

"Laughing...cough cough, what are you laughing at?"

Cen Wensui repeated Yu Qi's words, and a hint of indifference and irony gradually appeared in his warm brown eyes:

"Of course I'm laughing at you for being stupid—"

Lan Qiaoyi was stunned, and saw that the hand that was originally shackled by Cen Wensui's throat was released. He looked up in surprise, and saw Yu Qi's mouth opening and closing:

run -

"噗嗤——" a little bit of scarlet splashed.

The man pulled the corners of his lips slightly, and a drop of blood was stained on the end of his eyes, which was slowly flowing down his cheeks.

The author has something to say:

I want to make up with my wife~

Cen Ru thought about it.

(Two more tomorrow)