Xing Zhaizhai's usual routine was to help Xing's mother clean herself, then lie on the bed and empty her head.
She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that the murder news she watched in the afternoon was related to Qu Chen.
But in his current situation, it's impossible.
Forget it, why are you thinking so much? Those people deserve to die anyway.
Turn over, turn off the lights, and go to sleep.
in the living room.
Qu Chen waited for the last light to go out and slowly moved his wheelchair out.
The night was dark, the street lights emitted a faint light, and there were few vehicles on the road.
Qu Chen didn't show any light, and there was a slight sound while driving the wheelchair on the cement road.
About an hour later, he stopped at the door of the orphanage and knocked on the wall three times.
There was someone waiting at the wall at the entrance of the orphanage. He immediately woke up when he heard the sound, opened the door carefully, walked out, and closed it gently.
"You came."
"Well, let's go."
Qu Chen lay in a wheelchair, letting the people behind him push him, with his eyes closed.
"You have one last chance."
The person behind him was stunned for a moment and chuckled: "I thought I had made my attitude clear that time."
"When you get on a pirate ship, you can only get off if you die."
Qu Chen's half-joking tone made it unclear whether this sentence was true or not. In the darkness, no one could see the madness in his eyes.
After this rebirth, he is familiar with what will happen in a few years. He can better avoid trouble spots, and can also break other people's lairs and catch them off guard. It was so pleasurable that the crazy factor in him could not be controlled.
"Come up, we are one." The person behind him followed him firmly, "Are you in a good mood?"
"I got my revenge again later, shouldn't I be happy?"
"Be happy."
"What? Your voice is very calm. Don't you hate your parents who abducted you and threw you into the orphanage when they found out you were sick?"
Qu Chen was not aggressive, but rather unwilling to accept her from her point of view. Not willing to let fate play tricks on people, how could he know whether what she said was true or false.
"I hate."
After hearing the desired answer, Qu Chen stopped talking, and the two remained silent until their destination.
An abandoned old warehouse, not big, only about 100 square meters.
Qu Chen looked around. This old warehouse was in a small forest in the outer suburbs. There were no homes nearby and surveillance couldn't reach it.
"Thanks for your hard work."
"This is my sincerity." The voice behind her was as calm as ever, as if there was nothing to interest her.
Qu Chen didn't know what purpose this person had in approaching him, but how could he have the nerve to push away someone who was available to him?
The two entered the old warehouse, and Qu Chen took out a flashlight for lighting.
The environment of the old warehouse is very dirty, and it looks like it has been abandoned for several years. Entering inside, a pungent, damp musty smell hit your face, and you could faintly hear the sounds of mice.
She pushed Qu Chen into the innermost corner, squatted down and pushed aside the weeds covering it, revealing a cement slab.
She struggled to remove the cement board, and several stairs appeared in front of her.
Qu Chen raised his eyebrows with some admiration in his eyes: "What a great place. The two people below are the traffickers who abducted you. Later, they found out that you had a heart disease and sent you back to the orphanage."
With a strong gaze on her head, she lowered her head and clasped her hands, as if she had made a lot of determination, and walked down to the basement without hesitation.
Qu Chen believed it in his heart, she really wanted to hang out with him. I feel better and have more patience.
It was not dark below the basement, there was dim light leaking out, but he did not go down and waited for someone above.
"ah--"
"Help!"
Not long after, Qu Chen heard screams coming from below the basement, alerting her.
"Gag their mouths with something." It's too noisy.
"good."
"Take a breath and call the police tomorrow." It's bad luck to have to collect the body after death.
"Yeah." She was a little surprised, but she wasn't so harsh.
