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I don't know how many times the wine glass in my hand was filled roughly, and then I swallowed it in big gulps.I thought about a lot of messy things, but at the same time it seemed like I wasn't thinking about anything.I thought of my own depravity, and I also thought of the depravity of these people in the world...

Why did man fall?

Even though he is so fragile, the fire of life is so easy to extinguish, but he is still eager to fly to the flame, even seeking death.What are they all for?I can try because I am not easy to die, what about them?What is the reason?I thought that people are cautious and cherish life, but when I came back here, I realized that what I thought was wrong.

Just like Tu Guanghong...

Now, the old slippery Tu Guanghong has not gone upstairs for 10 minutes.I subconsciously noticed something was wrong, and at this moment, that little wild cat named Awei ran down again.

But this time, instead of running away, he shouted in shock, "He's dead!"

"What did you do?!" When I heard this, I didn't even bother to drink, stood up, looked at him, and this was my first reaction.

"It's not me, it's him..." Awei said, went downstairs, stared blankly at the bodyguards and nannies who were also staring at him, and said, "He...he doesn't know why Suddenly there was a lot of blood..."

"Go up and have a look first!"

Leading a few bodyguards to catch Awei by the way, went upstairs, Tu Guanghong really fell on the bed, half of his jacket and pants had been taken off, now the bed was covered with blood, so frightened that he followed the little boy who also came up The nanny yelled and knelt down on the floor.

I approached and took a closer look, and saw that Tu Guanghong's dead face was extremely hideous. Turning him over, I saw those fatal wounds. The deep and wide wounds seemed to be cut with sharp tools with jagged teeth. One place, one place in the abdomen, and for unknown reasons, Tu Guanghong's seven orifices were bleeding, and the blood stagnant in his mouth and nose was even more disgusting.

Looking back at Ah Wei who was still in shock, he asked, "What's going on? Tell me!"

"I...I really don't know..."

"He just...just...suddenly...bleeded a lot..." He gestured, in fact, I couldn't even understand what he was saying, but I understood one thing. People can't do it, let alone where is the murder weapon?

"Has your boss had any grudges with anyone recently?" I asked a bodyguard next to me, but the other side also looked confused and hesitant to speak, hesitating and hawing, unable to explain why.Thinking about it, with Tu Guanghong's character, it's hard not to offend others. There are countless people who want to kill him every day.

"..." Everyone in the room looked lost, surprised, scared, and uneasy.I looked around, didn't dare to damage the scene, and finally had to call the police.

"Let's all go downstairs. Let's talk about it when the police come. No one can leave this villa during this period." I said.Feeling unbearably irritable, one is feeling unlucky and troublesome, and the other is feeling sorry for those who have no money and pay the money, so they will kick their legs first.

I took Awei and sat next to me. The boy’s clothes were still in tatters. He took off his jacket and his trousers, but it was the same as taking them off. The nanny found a set. The pajamas were given to him, but he refused to change his face with disgust. Sitting next to me is completely honest now, but his face is ugly.

"Okay, it's okay."

I can't tell whether it's comfort or guilt, after all, I almost kicked this person into the fire pit just now, who knew that the fire pit was extinguished halfway, which allowed him to escape.One of his subordinates was dishonest, he hugged him distractedly, saw that he didn't struggle and felt disgusted, so he ate the tofu openly.

"I won't go to jail, will I...?" The wild cat withdrew its sharp claws, and had already turned into a timid and docile domestic cat.

"You killed Tu Guanghong?" I joked.

"Of course not!" He panicked, only then did he realize that Zheng Huan, who was being plundered by me, tried to break free, but I refused to let go.

"Then what are you worried about!" I glanced at him, led the person back and closed my eyes to rest my mind, and continued to harass me to the end, thinking that the death of that old slicker is really strange, but it is not a pity to die!

Not long after, the police arrived, but I never imagined that it would be Xia Jun, a bastard.

Seeing a kitten in my arms, Wang Baduzi snorted coldly and told me to stand up and accept the questioning.

Glancing at him lazily, he began to secretly move/stuck this guy one hundred and eight times and then changed his posture one hundred and eight times, then adjusted his distorted facial expression, and started to be a good citizen.

Ever since I met Xia Jun again, I realized that this is definitely a bad relationship in this world!What's more, this righteous current servant of the people always deliberately wants to get involved in those flamboyant circles. I heard that he has been very close to Wen Tao's group recently...

I was "flattered" by Xia Jun who personally took notes for me while doing official business.

Sitting face to face, he stared at the transcript, and I stared at him. A lot has happened in the past six months.First, Zhao Boyang and I ended the cold war, and even Mo Yan's attitude showed obvious signs of easing up. Even those staunch materialists and conspiracy theorists headed by Wen Tao on the other side still remained skeptical of my so-called bad intentions. However, I am still a little happy to be able to return to the circle of friends in general...

Sometimes I wonder, since I am not a living person, why do I still feel the emotions that some living people have?Although the emotions in this aspect are not obvious, but because of this, I often wonder if I am really alive?I would have thought I could finally shake off the shadows of death and hell and my inexplicable sense of self-loathing.

It is said that death itself is an instinct...

In half a year, I officially invested in a new life, thinking that I was managing my life, but in fact I was just led by fate.For example, being shot in the head by Aurora, for example reuniting with Xia Jun in City S after many years, for example encountering some minor embarrassments and troubles, and for example, the death of Tu Guanghong.

I knew in my heart that this must not be done by that crazy guy Xiao Ling, whether he framed me for murder or now killed that old stick of Tu Guanghong, I knew that it was another kind of power that I had always deliberately ignored in the past for.

"Respect ghosts and gods and stay away."This is my motto in life, I can pretend to be a swindler, because it is easy to make money like this, but I am not willing to face the right and wrong that is really in front of me.

I want to tell myself: "I am a human being, a living human being!", even if it is only the result of self-hypnosis.

Xia Jun finally noticed my gaze, without expressing anything, and without previous emotions mixed in. I have seen this kind of gaze too much three years ago, obviously knew me, obviously called me brother and brother, obviously Saying that life and death are shared, it turned out to be bullshit!In the end, they treat each other coldly, stranger than strangers, and crueler than ghosts in hell.

As for me, I think I can't do it well, at most I just ignore it...

Xia Jun once broke into my memory earlier than Tong Mu (Aurora) as the shadow of a reckless boy. Compared with the sensational and beautiful of the latter, in fact Xia Jun is more like to prove my disappointment and decadence. appeared.

I know, now he must regard those damn memories as black history more than I do!But I was a little reconciled, because I never felt that I owed him anything.

Those things three years ago were indeed my mistakes, so even though I could secretly complain and slander in my heart, I will always remember that I was the one who was wronged, and what about Xia Jun?What did I owe him?Why do I have to bow my knees in front of everyone and pretend to be a sinner?Even if I killed his ancestor a hundred years ago, he shouldn't be like this!

I have lied to Zhao Boyang, all my relatives, Mo Yan, and Wen Tao was worried because of Wen Jie's disappearance...

However, when I think about it carefully, I have never done anything to Xia Jun. The only thing I did wrong was acquiescing to his various behaviors when he was reckless and unreasonable in the world, and I also guided him. The only thing I did wrong was knowing this The child is a person who values ​​affection and loyalty, and indeed he is allowed to depend on him.

The devil who leads people to hell is wrong, but is there nothing wrong with the human beings who are willing to degenerate?

Do not make jokes!

These are all my faults?I don't want to argue with Xia Jun, I just feel wronged by it as a person who still has some feelings.

Yes, all evil spirits like me have this kind of emotion, resentment, hatred, whether there is reason or not, we will all feel wronged.In the endless darkness, in the torment of knives and flames, in the burial of all blame, we will all feel a little bit of unwillingness.

Some of this unwillingness is intense, some are cowardly, and some are still numb, and I belong to the numb kind.Until I returned to the human world, no matter how I repeatedly destroyed my new life, how I played out the scenes in hell, I was stuck in a more terrifying ordeal.

Moaning/groaning without illness.Maybe this is actually my portrayal?

I still stared at Xia Jun, until he gave me that look again, I suddenly twisted uncontrollably, and I could even feel my expression involuntarily turning ferocious...

Xia Jun was taken aback by me, he seemed to have thought of something suddenly, and quickly realized that he wanted to send me away.

Relatively speechless, I was thinking, if I can’t convince him, I’ll kill him, anyway, the sins on my body can’t be redeemed, so this life is not bad...

This was the second time I entered the police station within a week, and it was still sunny outside!

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