When he returned to the dean's office, he was agitated. It should be said that the plan was going smoothly, but why was he so uneasy? Originally, he wanted to deal with Wu Chen secretly, because many criminal acts were eventually exposed because of the presence of accomplices. However, Xiao Long had to obey Shi Yunfeng's more clever strategy. It can be said that Shi Yunfeng has now slowly controlled Xiao Long. With Shi Yunfeng's calm and calm acting style, this plan will definitely succeed, but what will happen to their future relationship? She is not an ordinary woman. Rather than saying that Xiao Long is uneasy about killing Wu Chen now, it is better to say that he is anxious about the dark future that he can already see.
night.
Shi Yunfeng did not come to the dean's office again. Xiao Long walked to Ward No. 8. Shi Yunfeng was standing beside Wu Chen's bed. When she saw Xiao Long coming in, she laughed silently, an outrageous sneer. Xiao Long took Wu Chen's pulse again, and her pulse was faster than before. She was still sleeping, and her rough skin was particularly conspicuous. Her hair had not only lost its luster, but was also a little red and spread messily on the pillow. His eyes were still half-open, his mouth was slightly open, and there was a smell of bad breath when he breathed. It was not the smell that Xiao Long was familiar with, but the unique smell of the patient.
"Have you always been here?" Xiao Long asked,
"Well, because tonight is so important." Shi Yunfeng replied.
Wu Chen was still snoring lightly, and Shi Yunfeng's tone seemed to announce that his breathing might stop forever tonight. Xiao Long was speechless for a moment.
The escort hired by Wu Chen's brother-in-law was mopping the floor under the bed.
"I..." Xiao Long felt very uncomfortable in the ward, "I have something to do, so I need to go out for a while, please."
Shi Yunfeng raised his eyelids and stared at Xiao Long without saying anything.
"I'll be back soon." Xiao Long pleaded again.
"You go ahead." She replied calmly without expressing any further dissatisfaction.
Xiao Long walked out of the breathless ward. He wanted to go for a walk and get free from depression. Shi Yunfengjin might take some action. No, judging from his expression and tone, she would definitely take action tonight. action. Xiao Long ran out at this time, as if he was deliberately escaping from the scene of the crime. In any case, he didn't want to get involved in the fight between Shi Yunfeng and Wu Chen. If he stayed in the hospital, he didn't know if he would be able to calm down.
Xiao Long drove to the street. Neon lights flashed on both sides of the street, bustling with activity, and pedestrians looked happy. No one would have thought that in the corner of the night, right now, a murder case was being staged. Somehow, Xiao Long really wanted to hear Long Zhu's voice and talk to her, even just one sentence.
He stopped the car midway and dialed the number at the Longzhu store.
"Hello, I'm Xiao Long. Is Miss Longzhu here?" In the past, he would have been ruthlessly rejected, but now he doesn't have to worry about that.
Long Zhu answered the phone: "Hello, this is Long Zhu."
Hearing the long-lost voice, Xiao Long was like a long drought, and Long Zhu's beautiful face appeared in front of his eyes.
"Long time no see. I want to meet you. Can I go to your place now?"
"Not tonight." Long Zhu immediately refused.
"It'll only take ten minutes. If it's not convenient for you, can we just find a coffee shop nearby and sit down?" Xiao Long begged.
"It's really not possible today, I don't have time."
This was not the first time Xiao Long had been rejected, so he was not too discouraged. He was very happy that Long Zhu could answer the phone immediately. However, Long Zhu's next words surprised him even more.
"Although it's not possible tonight, if you are free tomorrow night, can you go with me to listen to the symphony orchestra's performance? I happen to have two tickets."
Normally, Xiao Long would have cheered for a long time. It was rare for Long Zhu to have such good intentions, but now, Wu Chen, who was lying in the hospital, was likely to die tonight. He really didn't know how to answer.
"Is that so..." He hesitated.
"It doesn't matter. If you don't have time, forget it. I'm just asking." Long Zhu explained immediately.
"No, I will go. I also want to listen." Xiao Long made up his mind.
"Are you really okay? I'm so sorry to invite you without even asking about your arrangements. It's okay if we can't go together."
Thinking that after he rejected her, someone else might go with Longzhu, Xiao Long's heart was suddenly filled with jealousy.
"No, I'll go, where shall we meet?" he asked eagerly.
"Can you come to my store before five-thirty?" Long Zhu seemed to be no longer reserved.
"I will definitely arrive on time." Xiao Long affirmed again.
"Then I'll wait for you." Longzhu replied.
Although Xiao Long had a lot to say to her at this time and wanted to hear her thoughtful words to comfort his soul, but before he could speak, the other party hung up. Putting down the phone, he was at a loss and didn't know where to go. He didn't want to go to Lai Qianxiu at this time. Lai Qianxiu and Wu Chen have many similarities. Xiao Long does not love them, but only wants money from them. They are both married women. Now, the only thing Xiao Long wants to see most is Longzhu. He didn't want to call Xia Zhifang. Instead of talking to him about boring things, it was better to find something interesting to do. He felt extremely uncomfortable and had nowhere to go, so he had no choice but to walk into the bar.
It's no fun in the bar either. When the soul feels lonely, it is impossible to integrate into the lively atmosphere of the outside world no matter what, and the wine tastes tasteless. Xiao Long only stayed for an hour and left. After walking out of the bar, he still didn't know where to go, so he walked back to the club. He usually brought women with him, but today he was alone.
He hadn't been here for a long time, so he asked a girl to dance with him. The girl was very tall and danced quite well, but no matter how hard he cheered up, his mood was very low. He drank a lot in the bar, and drank some more when he came here, but he was not drunk at all. Xiao Long has been thinking about Wu Chen's fate.
Originally, he should have called the hospital now, but he was very afraid of hearing any changes from Shi Yunfeng. Xiao Long felt a little lonely with only one dance partner, so he called over the two girls who were sitting idle at the bar. Tonight, he wanted to spend as much as he could and kept asking for drinks from those girls. Even so, he couldn't get rid of the dim ward No. 8 in his mind. After ten o'clock, the number of people in the club began to increase. Xiao Long started to get a little drunk, but his mood was still gloomy, intertwined with the endless darkness.
The show in the club started and after a Russian woman finished singing, a cartoonist appeared on the stage. He asked people present to write any words, and then they could immediately turn the words into a painting. Most of the people present were foreigners. One foreigner wrote "s mith", and the painter just added a few strokes and turned it into the hair of a young girl. Xiao Long was pointed by the painter's finger and staggered onto the stage. His body that had been anesthetized by alcohol and his heart that was not drunk were like hot water and cold water mixed together. After Xiao Long wrote "kill" on the big white paper, he let out a long sigh of relief. When the painter saw this word, he shrugged exaggeratedly, and the foreigners present burst out laughing. The painter looked at "kill" seriously for a while, then picked up the pen and drew the word on a bed, with a woman lying on her back...
Xiao Long left that club. Yes, there is no need to take this matter so seriously. Just like that cartoon, killing people will also become a humorous satire on life. Xiao Long tried hard to let himself think this way, so as to free himself from the feeling of oppression.
When he returned to the hospital, it was exactly 10:45, because Shi Yunfeng had followed him as soon as he entered the door. He felt that Shi Yunfeng might have taken action, so he couldn't help but look at his watch, so he remembered it very clearly.
"Wu Chen is critically ill!" Shi Yunfeng smiled ferociously.
Xiao Long didn't know how to answer, so he hurriedly walked to Ward No. 8. Under the weak light, although Wu Chen was still lying as before, when he saw her face, Xiao Long immediately knew that she was not alive anymore. The look on her face Pale, breathing thinly, his mouth and nose were panting like a dying fish. Xiao Long instinctively felt her pulse. Her pulse was weak and the frequency was unstable. He picked up the stethoscope and put it on Wu Chen's chest. Her ribs were protruding, but she still had a heartbeat. Xiao Long immediately rolled up her sleeves. There were obvious traces of intravenous injection on her wrist. There were also several empty medicine bottles scattered around the pillow, some light brown and some white. Seeing these, Xiao Long immediately became stern. Staring at Shi Yunfeng.
