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The feeling of entering the detention center is really uncomfortable, not that he can't bear the hardship, but the feeling of losing freedom is really terrible.

Wearing a khaki vest with the name of the detention center printed on it, Wei Ziyang felt that he was ugly, fortunately he couldn't see anyone.

"This room, let's go in." Walking to a prison cell, the prison guard uncuffed him.

The door was closed, Wei Ziyang looked around, a small room, closed a dozen people, they were lazily sitting or lying on their plank beds, also looked at him with scrutiny.

Wei Ziyang rubbed his wrists, and sat on an empty bed with the quilt in his arms.

After the prison guard left, the people in the room moved one after another, looking at him with unfriendly eyes.Most of the people locked inside were rough in appearance and fierce in expression, he was the only one who was handsome like Wei Ziyang.

"Little brother, what did you do?" A man with a scar on his eyebrow asked hoarsely.

"Look at this body, steal something?" Another person sneered.

"Looking so handsome, is he cheating money? Cheating women for money?" Another person interjected sharply.

Wei Ziyang spread the quilt on the bed and sat on it.

The scarred man walked over with his thick body shaking, and pushed him: "I'm asking you something, what's wrong with you? There's nothing wrong with it, isn't everyone who comes here committed a crime?"

Several other people followed and stood behind him.

This person is the prison bully of this prison number?

Wei Ziyang looked up at him, smiled, and said in an extremely relaxed tone: "Kill."

The people in the room were stunned. Among the dozen or so people, some robbed, some stole, some cheated, and some even raped. None of them really murdered, and Wei Ziyang was the only one among them.

And he still said murder in such a calm tone, what an awesome psychological quality.

"Really?" Someone whispered in disbelief.

"Did you lie to me about how much meat I have?" Wei Ziyang looked distressed, "I didn't kill people, but they insisted that I killed people, and I can't do anything about it."

Didn't everyone who came in say that?I didn't kill, I didn't rob, I didn't steal, I didn't lie...Who would believe it?

"How does it feel to kill?" the scarred man asked curiously.

"I don't feel anything." Because I didn't kill anyone.

"Wow... I don't feel much anymore, don't you often kill people?"

"That's really not the case." There was only one kill, the one in country t, and it was either he or I.

"Listen to this tone, it's really domineering...how did you kill someone?"

"Hold her in the water and suffocate her," is what the policeman said.

"It's cruel...were you afraid at the time?"

"Don't be afraid." I didn't kill anyone, why was I so scared at the time.

"Wow...are you scared now?"

"I'm not afraid." Although it's not a good habit to count on others, both Master Ji and Brother Yuan will not just watch themselves being sentenced. Instead of being afraid of being shot, it is more real to be afraid of Xie Shaoqing's tricks.

"Wow……"

Everyone in the prison cell respected him, even looked at him differently, and dared not look down on him any more. While listening to him talk about his "mental journey", they couldn't help gathering together.

"Huh? What are you all doing here?" Wei Ziyang asked strangely, and waved at them domineeringly, "Go do what you should do."

The scarred man immediately stood up and presided over the overall situation: "Hey, do you hear me, what should I do, don't disturb this little brother's rest."

The news that Ji Yuanxi bid farewell to Wei Ziyang and boarded the police car spread throughout the streets and alleys within a few hours. It was like throwing a boulder into a pot of boiling water, and the scalding water splashed everywhere, making the case even more heated.

In front of the camera, Ji Yuanxi's resounding "Wei Ziyang didn't kill anyone", coupled with the affectionate kiss in front of the police car, seemed to be this year's confession of true love.

The originally one-sided public opinion began to tilt. There were many people who were not Liu Yanqiao's fans, and they attacked Wei Ziyang because of the guidance of public opinion.After Liu Yanqiao's negative news and Wei Ziyang's positive news, coupled with Ji Yuanxi's defense, many people, especially many women's positions have changed, and they have questioned the possibility of Wei Ziyang's murder.

Xie Shaoqing was sitting in front of a large desk, and in front of him was a newly printed newspaper, on which the photo of the two people kissing was maximized. This photo was taken very vividly, and Wei Ziyang had a In handcuffs, Ji Yuanxi was still wearing suspenders. Both of them looked a bit miserable, but the expressions on their faces were so soft and warm, their eyes were slightly closed, and their lips were pressed together.The title is even more sensational: He Muji always defends her boyfriend, publicly expressing her love without fear of words.

"Show love openly, not afraid of others' words?" Xie Shaoqing said to himself coldly, "Ji Yuanxi, you can really do it!"

The TV in front of him was also broadcasting their news repeatedly. He turned off the sound, but the picture kept looping, stimulating his nerves. For a while, it seemed that the whole world was talking about this couple.

"Have you forgotten all about our relationship?"

Xie Shaoqing pressed the remote control, the TV screen disappeared, and the whole person was plunged into darkness.

He has always dared to do anything!

All kinds of things from the past flooded into my heart uncontrollably.

It was a coincidence that I met him at a party. I was just sent by the family to take care of Jingzhou affairs in China. I was not familiar with the entrepreneurs in the country. Trying to get to know the leaders in all walks of life made him exhausted and exhausted. To the extreme ready to leave early.Ji Yuanxi, who arrived belatedly, just arrived at the scene, and his gestures were full of dignity.But he didn't pay much attention to it, and left in a hurry after a glance, but when the two passed by, Ji Yuanxi suddenly pulled him back.

This was really not a polite move, but when Ji Yuanxi did it, it seemed so natural without any abruptness.

"Sorry, can I meet you?" Ji Yuanxi smiled gracefully.

Without such a stop, there would be nothing to do later, and the two who met each other so late walked together.

I once asked him why he was suddenly pulled back that night, but he always smiled and didn't answer.

The past events are unforgettable. After he knew his identity and background, he held his hand for a long time. He brought himself in front of his family and was reprimanded by the elders. He broke with the family for himself. He went to a foreign land and said that he wanted to live alone. He was penniless, and he was hungry and asked someone to do a small job to earn his first coolie money. Like a genius, he bought a supermarket in a few weeks, and then said to himself with a smile , look, I can feed you.

Every time these affectionate memories are recalled, they are so reluctant to part.

Have you forgotten all these pasts?

Why when I come back after inheriting the family business, you are surrounded by dirty people, like mice, if you kill one, there will be another group?

Especially now this one is as tenacious as a cockroach, it can't be killed no matter what!

Nothing can stop us now, why don't you want to be with me?Why did you empathize?

Have you betrayed all the vows you once made?

Seeing this photo of Ji Yuanxi kissing someone else, Xie Shaoqing's heart was pierced.

Hatred is like a cancer in my heart.

He suddenly grabbed the newspaper and slowly lifted a corner.

With a hiss, it was torn in two.

Lift up another corner, tear again...

A piece of newspaper was torn to pieces by him, whether it was Wei Ziyang or Ji Yuanxi, they were all broken into pieces and scattered all over the place.

The days in the detention center are extremely monotonous and boring. They get up on time every day, eat and do handwork, and sometimes they are taken to interrogation. After returning, they still do handwork or squat in the cell in a daze.

There will also be some entertainment time in the evening, and they usually gather together to play cards.

"Little brother, do you want to play cards?" The scarred man called Wei Ziyang.

Wei Ziyang grabbed two decks of cards and shuffled them skillfully: "What are you playing?"

Others were dumbfounded when they saw his professional shuffling gestures. The cards seemed to be strung together, bouncing from left hand to right hand, sliding from right hand to left hand, like juggling.

This is also the basic skill of being a waiter in a famous building. If there are guests who like to play cards, they have to play with them, and they will become proficient after playing.

"Little brother, amazing!" The inmates admired this little brother who had killed people more and more.

"Small, what are you playing?"

"Fight the Landlord."

Wei Ziyang piled a bunch of snacks on the table, and a whole room surrounded him playing cards and eating.

There is also a canteen in the detention center. There are not many items and they are very expensive, but what Ji Yuanxi can tell the difference is that he is not short of money. After Wei Ziyang came in, he asked the lawyer to bring him a sum of money for him to do things inside. It's like letting him live in it.

Wei Ziyang was not stingy, and bought a lot of things to share with everyone. After a few days, he seemed to be the boss of the inmates, that is to say: Follow him, and you will have meat to eat.

This communication method is not difficult for Wei Ziyang at all.First of all, there are not many murderers who dare to provoke them. Secondly, considering that he has been in the famous building for so many years, he has often encountered guests who want to sleep with him, and those are all powerful and intelligent businessmen, and he can handle them. Freedom, he has never been taken advantage of by others, and he is even more comfortable dealing with these rough people.

They were having fun, and seeing that the short entertainment time was coming to an end, suddenly a thin man huddled in a corner and howled.

"What are you arguing about? This is the last one! Shut up!" the scarred man shouted.

"He's a drug addict," one replied.

This skinny man was just locked in today. He said he was a drug dealer. Others feared that he might have some kind of dirty disease, so they didn't want to talk to him. He didn't care about others, and slept on his bed day and night.

At first, everyone thought that his howling would end after a while, and they ignored him, but he seemed to be in extreme pain, and they didn't see him stop for a long time.

The scarred man was in a particularly bad mood because he had lost a lot of games, and he cursed rudely: "Fuck it, is it over yet? Shut up his mouth!"

Someone tried to approach him, but as soon as he approached him, he was scared away by his hysterical appearance.

Wei Ziyang was also disturbed by the noise, he put down his cards and said, "I'll go and have a look."

"Little brother, ignore him." The scarred man held him kindly, "I don't know if this kind of drug addict has touched anything dirty, so be careful not to approach him."

"It's okay, I'll be careful."

Wei Ziyang walked over.

The thin man's drug addiction was severe, his pupils had shrunk, his limbs were twitching, and he was foaming at the mouth.

Wei Ziyang knew it was wrong at first glance: "Call someone, this has to be sent to the hospital."

Others hurried to the door to call for someone.

But at this moment, the thin man suddenly jumped up and rushed towards Wei Ziyang who was closest to him.

How is this going?

Wei Ziyang swept away his laziness in playing cards, his eyes were shining brightly, he flew up and kicked him in the abdomen, this kick gathered all the strength of his whole body, but it was no small matter, kicked him flying and hit the wall.

The thin man was kicked until he rolled his eyes, but he still didn't give up, stood up struggling, and rushed towards Wei Ziyang, with his mouth drooling open, as if he wanted to bite him.

Wei Ziyang's mind tensed up, as if he had thought of something, and his evil spirit suddenly appeared.

The kick just now still affected his injured ankle, but he ignored the pain and kicked the thin man in the chest again, but this time he didn't kick him away, but grabbed his chin while he was staggering back, With a pull, his chin was removed, and then Yan Ji quickly grabbed the hand he grabbed, twisted it, and his wrist joint was also removed.

This time the thin man lost his attack power and fell to the ground, drooling all over the floor.

Wei Ziyang took a few steps back, feeling sick to his stomach.

The prison guards had already been called, and several people dragged the thin man out of the cell. They were all told not to touch Wei Ziyang, so they didn't say much about his aggressive behavior, and all the people in the cell testified It was the thin man who attacked him first.

"Before he was locked in, did you test his blood?" Wei Ziyang asked suddenly.

The prison guard was stunned by his question: "Tested, tested, of course tested..."

"Oh, is it verified?" Wei Ziyang asked again, but he didn't expect any answer from them. He put away the playing cards with a cold face, because the entertainment time was over.

The prison guards looked at each other and hurriedly dragged the man away.

As soon as they left, the inmates gathered around Wei Ziyang again. They were all shocked by Wei Ziyang's accidentally exposed hand just now, and they worshiped him even more.

"Little brother is very skilled!" The scarred man was his number one fan.

"Small idea." Wei Ziyang said calmly.

Someone squeezed over and said, "When will you teach me two tricks?"

"Go, go, don't look at yourself, and want to ask the little brother for advice? Get out of here!" The scarred man drove people away for him, and asked Wei Ziyang flatteringly, "The move you just made was disjointed. hand?" He said, gesticulating as he did in the martial arts drama.

Wei Ziyang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Brother, have you watched too many TV dramas?"

Naogui Nao, regarding the scene just now, Wei Ziyang still has lingering fears. He doesn't know if the skinny man really has a dirty body, and he doesn't know what the consequences will be if he accidentally bites him. He rushed over, and he didn't know if there was any deep-seated reason for all this.

Whether it's a coincidence or a design, for Wei Ziyang, every day is like walking on eggshells, and he must be careful all the time.

"Really, if this bastard dares to come back to this room again, I must give him a good lesson." The scarred man was still indignant for Wei Ziyang.

To this skinny man, Wei Ziyang was merciless at all, he kept a straight face, filled with hatred.Drugs harm people. He hates drug dealers the most. He really hopes to destroy all drugs in the world and kill all drug lords.

In the past few days, Ji Yuanxi has not let up. After a few days, he has lost a lot of weight.

The suspicious man on the portable surveillance screen, photographer Zhao Ping, walked out of the house with a camera bag on his back, locked the door, and drove away.It is reported that he will go to take a group of photos today, which will take about a day. This is also the first time he has been out for a long time recently.

"Mr. Ji, he's gone." Jiang Hai said, "I'll send someone in about five minutes later."

"I'll go in and have a look too." Sitting in the car, Ji Yuanxi glanced at the community.

Jiang Hai didn't object, and knew that the objection would definitely be invalid.

Five minutes later, Ji Yuanxi stood at the door of the man's house, and a bodyguard opened the door with a key prepared in advance.

Ji Yuanxi walked into the room and took a look around. Basically, he could tell that this was a home full of artistic atmosphere, every corner was full of design sense, and an entire wall was covered with photos of people or landscapes taken by men.

But he didn't even bother to sit down, and ordered: "Go and search."

The bodyguards had a clear division of labor and went into each room to search.

Repeatedly recalling the scene that day, since no one went up to the second floor, how could no one see this man going upstairs?Moreover, Liu Yanqiao was drenched when she was discovered. Since Liu Yanqiao was drowned, the murderer would definitely get wet too, but when the man reappeared that day, his body was dry.So there is a great possibility that he has changed clothes, and the most convenient disguise is the waiter.

That day Yang Chengjin was specially invited from a star-rated hotel, and their uniforms were all uniform, and they could not be bought casually, so they couldn’t be handled casually. He wasn't seen handling the clothes, so if it's true, the clothes he killed must still be hidden at home.

As time passed, Ji Yuanxi's bodyguards searched very professionally, they searched every hidden corner without messing things up.

Jiang Hai patrolled around, inspecting seemingly inconspicuous places with a professional eye.

He stared at an oil painting on the wall for a long time, and found traces of oil painting movement and friction on the wall, so he asked people to move the painting away.

Behind the painting, there is a hole in the sky, and there is even a safe hidden.

Ji Yuanxi stepped forward to take a look, and said in a deep voice, "Pry it open directly."

It was more difficult to open and close it intact, but it was much easier to just pry it open. Jiang Hai immediately asked someone to bring a cutting tool.

Of course, easy is relative, and it took a lot of time before the safe was cut open.

There was actually a crumpled hotel uniform hidden inside, a human face mask, and a pair of gloves.

Seeing these things, Ji Yuanxi was finally relieved, but there was still no smile on his face, and he couldn't smile until Wei Ziyang returned to his line of sight.

"Put your things away and call the police." Ji Yuanxi instructed Jiang Hai.

Jiang Hai immediately took out his phone, but before he could dial out, Ji Yuanxi's phone rang first.

It turned out to be Xie Shaoqing.

Ji Yuanxi frowned, picked up the phone, but didn't take the initiative to speak.

After a long silence, Xie Shaoqing on the other end spoke first: "Yuanxi."

Ji Yuanxi said lightly: "Call me in such a hurry?"

Xie Shaoqing smiled wryly: "Why do you say that?"

"Youth, don't go too far. I don't like people touching my things. I think you know that."

"Are you free, let's meet?"

"I've been busy recently, let's talk about it later."

"Aren't you willing to give me a little time?" He paused, "I'm just downstairs."

"Are you still watching me?" Ji Yuanxi's voice changed.

Xie Shaoqing sighed: "If I was monitoring you, I wouldn't call you so late. Come down, let's chat, I won't waste your time."

Ji Yuanxi didn't answer, and hung up the phone directly.

He glanced at the messy clothes and his face was gloomy. When he thought that Wei Ziyang was still locked up in the detention center, and when he thought that he almost died several times, he became even more annoyed.

"Mr. Ji, do you want to call the police?" Jiang Hai asked.

"Yes." Ji Yuanxi said decisively, "I'll go see him."

Jiang Hai immediately ordered a bodyguard to follow Ji Yuanxi, but Ji Yuanxi refused: "You don't need to follow."

"Mr. Ji, isn't this too dangerous?"

"It's okay, you take care of things here, and I'm going."

When he went downstairs, Ji Yuanxi saw Xie Shaoqing. He was wearing a long coat, gentle and refined, leaning against his car, seeing him coming, he smiled softly and said, "I knew you would come."

"If you have anything, just say it."

"Come with me for a walk."

Xie Shaoqing looked at him gently with moist eyes, as if all the terrible things had nothing to do with him.

"Okay." Ji Yuanxi nodded.

They walked out of the community side by side and strolled through the winter streets.

It's the coldest season, the leaves on the trees are almost gone, and the few solitary ones are hanging feebly on the treetops, swaying when the wind blows.There were not many people on the street, and occasionally a few passers-by hurried on their way with their heads shrunk, wishing to wrap their faces in their clothes.

"We haven't taken such a leisurely walk for a long time." Xie Shaoqing said, his breath condensed into white mist, "It's a pity that the weather is not so good."

"It's a pity that it's not just the weather, Shaoqing, many things are different."

"Your heart has changed too, hasn't it?"

Ji Yuanxi made a sneer, which was even colder in this winter: "It was you who betrayed my love for you first."

Xie Shaoqing's expression froze, this was the first time he said so bluntly: "I know I did something wrong, can you really not give me another chance?"

"If life is just like seeing you for the first time, Shaoqing, you are so good at Chinese, you should understand this sentence. If it was earlier, if you were the same as I just met, maybe we still have a chance."

"What if the time was earlier?" Xie Shaoqing caught one of the sentences, and anger appeared on his handsome face, "Are you serious about this Wei Ziyang?"

"This has nothing to do with you?"

"Why is it irrelevant? You are serious about him, that's why you are indifferent to me, isn't it?"

"We wouldn't be able to do it without him."

Xie Shaoqing stopped in his tracks: "Are you in love with him?"

"Yes."

Xie Shaoqing's face was cold: "Have you thought it through?"

Ji Yuanxi met his gaze, and calmly said: "Think clearly."

"Then does he love you?"

"I'll make him love me."

Xie Shaoqing suddenly laughed, this kind of smile was full of deep malice, which made people shudder: "Even if you let him know that you killed his adoptive parents, will he still love you?"

Ji Yuanxi's face changed suddenly.

Xie Shaoqing continued: "Even if you let him know that he almost died at your hands before, he will still love you?"

Ji Yuanxi was furious, and grabbed Xie Shaoqing by the collar: "Xie Shaoqing, what do you want?"

"Will he love you?" Xie Shaoqing smiled deeper.

"Don't forget, I did those things for you at that time!" Ji Yuanxi was furious.

Xie Shaoqing smiled brightly, and gently stroked his face: "I really like to hear this sentence: for me."