Chapter 14
I forged a mental illness diagnosis for Xie Yan and gave him to my daughter as a son-in-law, along with half of Xie's territory in the country.
On the day Zhou Heng and I got our marriage certificate, he had a car accident.
However, the rescue was successful. I watched him until he woke up, and then I took his household registration book to register on the day he was discharged from the hospital.
Later, after he fully recovered, we went abroad.
The Xie family's influence abroad is far less than that at home, but I will stay there safely.
Qi Han's verdict has come out. All the charges were framed by Xie Yan and I. He used some tricks and was sentenced to ten years in prison.
There is one last banned drug left in the black box.
Zhou Heng and I lived the life of an ordinary couple.
Actually, I lied. Before Qi Han, I had only had Zhou Heng.
As Qi Han's second in command, he had too much unnecessary sympathy.
At night I stroked his back, feeling the small bump.
"Why are you still touching my scar?"
Zhou Heng lowered his eyes and looked at me: "That car accident was just an accident, don't be sad."
My eyes revealed a feeling similar to self-blame.
But how could I tell him that it wasn’t an indelible scar, but a tracker I implanted in his body?
"Qi Han escaped from prison."
Today marks the third year since we moved here.
Zhou Heng's expression froze: "Did you find out where he went?"
I don't answer.
"He will come to me."
He remained silent.
I began to think about the permanence of doping.
In my case, it didn't even last a year.
I heard that this depends on each person who takes the medicine.
The head of the family passed away two years ago and his memory has not been restored.
I touched the gun under my pillow and got up to go out for some water.
Zhou Heng was sleeping soundly, and there was only a dim light in the living room.
But he didn't have the habit of leaving the lights on.
The kettle on the kitchen counter had been empty at some point.
There is wine and water in the refrigerator.
I walked slowly inside and stopped when I touched the refrigerator door.
The next second, I turned around, pulled out the gun from my thigh and pressed it against the man's forehead.
The man's tall figure loomed over me.
Everything is just a snap of your fingers.
My gun has no safety.
Qi Han laughed, slowly raised his hands and made a gesture of surrender.
I pushed him back.
"I wish."
His voice was a little hoarse, and I squinted my eyes. Our eyes met, and there was a dark fire flowing.
"Why did you leave me? Didn't you promise to stay with me? "
Qi Han even pushed his forehead towards the muzzle of my gun: "Are you really going to kill me? I'm willing."
However, he suddenly reached out and grabbed my wrist. I pulled the trigger without hesitation, but Qi Han tilted his head to avoid it. With a "bang", the bullet hit the wall, leaving a black bullet hole.
“Crack.”
He and I simultaneously put the muzzle of our guns against each other's eyebrows.
I looked at him coldly without saying a word.
But he burst out laughing.
As Qi Han approached me, I pressed the muzzle of the gun hard against my forehead.
He looked at me with crazy and naked eyes: "Wishful, the game continues."
"I won't let you go this time."
