Chapter 27 The Murderer
When Luo Xun ran out, he could no longer see Chi Xia.
He cursed under his breath in anger, and the jeep door slammed, startling Zhang Jinguo in the security booth.
When Luo Xun's car came over, he stuck his head out and said quickly: "The new girl under your command has left. Taxi, go to the right, hurry up, there will be a traffic jam now!"
"Ang!" Luo Xun's voice was broken in the wind, and the jeep seemed to chase after him with a lot of anger.
The taxi driver was also feeling dizzy from Chi Xia's urging.
When she urged him again, he finally couldn't stand it anymore: "Girl, if you go any faster, we will both go to see the King of Hell together! If you don't want to live, can you give me a way out?"
Chi Xia looked at the dial above, took a deep breath and leaned back: "I won't say anything, please hurry up, human life is at stake."
The driver did not slow down, and said in a plaintive voice: "You can't be so rude even if human lives are at stake. You're making me anxious, but no one is dead, don't you think? I'm already driving fast enough. Here, we just happened to avoid the traffic jam, how can I go faster!"
Chi Xia said nothing. He searched all his pockets but couldn't find any cash. He pursed his lips, a little annoyed, and said to the driver, "Uncle, do you remember where I just came out of? The police station. I came out of the police station."
The driver stood with his back turned straight and stopped talking for a moment. Within two seconds, Chi Xia felt the car speed up a little bit as much as it could.
Chi Xia was still thinking at this moment, what a righteous and good driver.
…
The abandoned site of Cheng'an Hospital. Ever since Qin Mei arrived here, she felt a sense of fear surrounding her.
The silence among the ruins always gives rise to fear in people's hearts.
The deserted darkness and the moonlight complemented each other, and she confirmed once again that she must have read the wrong message and came to the wrong place. Her remaining sanity defeated her fear in an instant. She suddenly stopped moving forward, took a deep breath, turned around and wanted to run.
But in the dim light, she suddenly heard footsteps behind her.
The footsteps were coming towards her step by step, creaking, and her legs were trembling. She wanted to run, but her body seemed to be frozen.
The footsteps are getting closer.
Her body trembled and her hair stood on end. The footsteps seemed to have hit her heels.
There was a breath on her neck, so clear, so real, her hair stood on end instantly.
A hand pressed on her shoulder.
"ah!"
She screamed, tears gushed out, and her knees weakened. She knew very well that she couldn't run away...
She couldn't feel her legs!
"Are you that scared?"
With a light laugh, the man stood in front of her: "What's wrong? Are you crying?"
Seeing Zhou Yanchen's face with a gentle smile in the moonlight, Qin Mei's fear instantly disappeared.
Still in shock, she threw herself into Zhou Yanchen's arms, her body weak and trembling, her heart beating like a drum.
"Doctor Zhou! You scared me to death!"
"It was my fault. "
Zhou Yanchen patted her shoulder and apologized gently: "I should have called you in advance. I'm really sorry."
He was gentle and polite. Qin Mei's fragile and frightened heart seemed to be wrapped in tenderness. She did not leave Zhou Yanchen's arms until she had gotten rid of all her fear.
"Doctor Zhou, why are you here?" Qin Mei handed over the information in her hand: "It's really scary here, let's go quickly."
"Because I need to meet someone."
The eyes hidden under the gold-rimmed glasses were filled with extreme tenderness. He handed over a bottle of water: "Drink some water. I see you are frightened."
Qin Mei didn't suspect anything and soon finished more than half of the bottle of water.
She wiped the water droplets on her lips with the back of her hand: "Who are you meeting? Why did you choose to meet here?"
"one……"
Zhou Yanchen paused, as if thinking of a suitable word, and then he said: "To me, he is very important, a very important person."
He smiled, his eyes still gentle, as if he understood and tolerated everyone.
Even when her vision began to blur and she suddenly felt sleepy, her eyes were still filled with trust and appreciation for this man.
These eyes are so beautiful.
Zhou Yanchen gently supported Qin Mei and held her in his arms as they walked through the dilapidated building.
He walked to a clean room and laid her on the bed covered with pure white sheets. His bony, slender and delicate fingertips delicately traced the shape of her eyes.
Until the phone beside him vibrated, he saw the name displayed on the screen and smiled mockingly.
"Dad, I'm giving you a gift, do you want it?"
He smiled and said, "I'll wait for you at Cheng'an Hospital, okay?"
Then he hung up the phone, washed his hands, straightened his clothes, put on his white coat, and gently removed the makeup on Qin Mei's face.
On the table next to it were paints and brushes.
He wanted to give his father a gift, he wanted to prove to him that art and paintbrushes were not shameful at all.
The colorful paints are like all living beings. Some people have colorful lives, some have pure white lives, and some have dark lives with an uncertain future.
Next to the paint, there are two pieces of colored glass. Even though the light is dim, they are still shining brightly.
Such beautiful glass, like father’s eyes when he is happy.
He put on gloves, smiled almost morbidly, cleaned his template gently and carefully, and then took out a scalpel.
"It won't hurt."
He gently said to the sleeping man, "It will be quick, don't be afraid."
His artistic left hand stroked Qin Mei's cheek, and he leaned forward slightly, holding the knife in his right hand, slowly approaching the flesh of her eyes.
"Zhou Yanchen."
A female voice suddenly sounded, slowly and with a hint of lazy sarcasm.
Anger suddenly surged on his gentle face. He took a deep breath and turned to look at the person who had disrupted his plans.
"You are such a waste."
Chi Xia leaned against the door with his arms folded: "What do you want to do this time?"
She stood on tiptoe and peeked in. "Oh, body painting?"
"Nothing new."
She shook her head in disapproval: "But it's just right to use it to hurt your father. It should right?"
The anger that had been accumulating in his body suddenly subsided, and Zhou Yanchen looked at her with interest: "Who are you?"
"Police." Chi Xia grinned, "Here to arrest you."
Zhou Yanchen's eyes darkened slightly, and he soon smiled contemptuously. The scalpel in his hand slashed across Qin Mei's neck: "Catch me? Do you dare?"
"Why shouldn't I dare?"
Chi Xia took a step forward: "I'm not that philanthropic. You killed her and I caught you. I'm an intern, so I'm dedicated enough, right? I can get hurt accidentally, maybe the organization will reward me."
Apply slight force with the scalpel.
"Is the scalpel a bit old?"
Chi Xia smiled and said, "Why not change it? Is this scalpel of great significance to you? No, that's not right. It means a lot to my father."
Zhou Yanchen's jaw protruded, the muscles on his cheeks trembled slightly, and he looked at her angrily.
"You could use more force and cut her aorta. Wouldn't it be nice if the blood splashed out and mixed with your paint? That would also be art."
She was still laughing: "When your father arrives, it will be very interesting to see that scene."
"What are you talking about! Don't talk nonsense!"
Zhou Zhengguo rushed here breathlessly and heard Chi Xia's words. He was frightened for a moment and spoke in grief and anger.
"Xiao Chen, listen to what Dad says. It's all my fault. That child is innocent. Don't make the same mistake again!"
Zhou Zhengguo wanted to go to his son but was afraid that he would act impulsively. He hesitated back and forth, his tone full of pleading.
Chi Xia sneered: "He won't stop. Everything he does is for you to see, right, Mr. Zhou?"
The moment he saw his father appear, Zhou Yanchen's eyes lit up, but soon he looked at Zhou Zhengguo with a half-smile: "Dad, do you still remember this place?"
Zhou Zhengguo looked at his son with deep sorrow and anger. Pain overflowed from his body. He trembled and said, "Xiaochen, be good. Don't make the same mistake again..."
"Look."
Zhou Yanchen didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You have to force me to the point where I have no way out, and force me to kill people and set fires, before you are willing to admit your mistakes and remember that you have a son..."
"Dad, don't you think it's ridiculous? I killed people in the place where you saved the dying and the wounded, using the scalpel you used to save countless people."
He sneered and raised the scalpel in his hand: "Yes, this is the scalpel you treasured. I will use it to pierce their pupils and dig out their eyeballs. If you save people, I will kill people for you to see!"
Zhou Zhengguo couldn't imagine that cruel scene, and couldn't accept that his child was such a devil. He trembled and said, "Don't say it!"
"I won't! I'm going to say it!"
Zhou Yanchen roared, he looked at his father angrily: "I want you to see me with your own eyes! Dad, look at me, look at me with the same eyes you look at Zhang Ziang! Why don't you!"
He raised his arm and looked at the sleeping Qin Mei with a gloomy gaze. The scalpel engraved with his father's glory went straight towards Qin Mei's eyes.
"Xiao Chen!" All the blood in Zhou Zhengguo's body froze.
Just when Zhou Yanchen was briefly distracted by his voice, Chi Xia suddenly rushed up.
She kicked him and said, "Coward!"
