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nightmare(1/2)

"Why are you doing such a heavy hand?"

Looking at Ye Zi who was unconscious on the ground, Jiang Yu couldn't laugh or cry: "She is my client, and the problems have been solved."

"oh."

Qiu Li shrugged and rolled the lollipop from the left cheek to the right.

Don't care at all.

The red of blood is the only color that can stimulate his nerves.

Therefore, he was extremely ruthless in his actions, and he would see blood when he took action.

Whether it is to others or to himself.

Just then, a police car drove over and stopped in front of them.

The policeman got out of the car and saw the unconscious girl lying on the ground and the broken bricks on Qiu Li's hand

Lu Ming was guilty. When he saw the police, he was inexplicably scared and ran away. However, he was caught by the police after he ran a few steps.

The police had received a call from the police that there was a violent incident in this area. When they arrived, they saw a girl fainting on the ground. They naturally treated the incident as a fight.

Therefore, they were quite rude to Qiu Li and handcuffed him.

"No, you misunderstood." Jiang Yu quickly helped explain: "It was our call to the police."

The policeman said, "If you have anything to say, go to the police station."

Qiu Li did not struggle or explain. When he got in the car, he looked back at Jiang Yu with a lollipop in his mouth.

In a trance, Jiang Yu seemed to see the scene of him being arrested after killing Huo Cheng.

Such a depressing look was deeply touching her, as if this look was a farewell forever...

At that time, he seemed to be laughing too.

She rubbed her eyes hard.

Strangely, she didn't know Qiu Li in her previous life, and even if he killed Huo Cheng, she would have no relationship with her.

How could these fantasy scenes appear in her mind?

......

In the police station, Jiang Yu cooperated with the police to make a record and explained the causes and consequences of the matter clearly.

However, I hid the entrusted matter of [Ye Zi] and said that I had passed by by chance and encountered Ye Zi committing an offensive crime, trying to stop it.

Qiu Li is her friend. The two of them met. He was just to help her and hurt people.

The police found out the truth and did not make things difficult for the two of them. After all, they were trying to prevent the accident from happening.

But Qiu Li was too ruthless to attack, so he greeted the girl with a brick.

Ye Zi is now in the hospital and has come to an awake level. The police are rushing over to take a record for her. There is nothing wrong, so she lets Qiu Li and Jiang Yu go.

It was almost early morning when the two walked out of the police station.

The streets are cool breezes, and occasionally vehicles whistle by, and few pedestrians are everywhere.

Qiu Li walked in front, and seemed to ignore her, completely like a stranger.

But after walking a few steps, he turned his head inadvertently and glanced at her.

"I thought you wouldn't come."

Jiang Yu felt very guilty and caught up with him and explained, "That's why I called the police."

Qiu Li continued to walk forward and said coldly: "I went downstairs to buy candy, and I happened to meet it."

"Really?"

"otherwise?"

Jiang Yu laughed: "I thought you were worried about me."

Qiu Li rolled his eyes lightly: "I'm sick?"

Jiang Yu curled his lips and said to himself that you are not only sick, but you are also very sick!

"Anyway, if it weren't for you today, I wouldn't know how to end it." Jiang Yu caught up with him, patted his shoulder, and said sincerely: "Brother came very timely!"

Qiu Li grabbed her hand, and it was her injured left hand: "Is that right?"

The wound on the tiger's mouth of her palm was holding Jiang Yu's forearm, which made her scream in pain: "It hurts! You hurt me!"

The wound was not deep, but it was broken, and now it was no longer bleeding. However, when he grabbed it, blood penetrated his sleeves and stained his fingertips.

Jiang Yu couldn't stand the pain the most. She held back her tears, and her lower lip was turned white after biting her teeth.

This man is so crazy.

If it weren't for the mandatory task, she wouldn't provoke him even if she gave her a billion!

For some reason, Qiu Li looked at the girl's wound and suddenly felt like something was stabbed in his heart.

Just as when she hit him, he would hurt, and when he hurt her, his heart would also feel like it would be pricked by fine needles.

That was the first time in his life, and he felt heartache.

The desire for her to possess and protect her seemed to penetrate into his bones and blood.

Qiu Li immediately let go of Jiang Yu, wiped blood on his clothes, and said in a deep voice: "Follow me."

After saying this, Qiu Li walked across the road.

When he walked to the middle of the road, he saw that Jiang Yu had not followed, so he turned around and repeated in a commanding tone: "Follow."

Seeing that he dared to stay in the middle of the road where cars came and went, Jiang Yu accelerated his pace and walked across the crosswalk and followed him.

Qiu Li brought Jiang Yu back to his home at No. 38 Ningyang Road.

His home is located in an ordinary community building called Shuixitai on Ningyang Road.

This community is a bit old, and the unit building does not even have an elevator, and the infrastructure is relatively backward.

If it was normal, Jiang Yu would never follow a man with a dangerous factor home, but when she thought of the progress of the mission [Save the Demon Boy].

She gritted her teeth and decided to follow him for the time being.

Anyway, they are all people who have died once, who are afraid of whom!

Qiu Li's house has a three-bedroom apartment, the room is large and empty. The furniture is very old, with a whole bookshelves against the wall, and there are dense books on it.

Jiang Yu walked to the bookshelf and lingered for a while. Almost all of them were written about psychology and psychoanalysis, and there were both at home and abroad.

She vaguely remembered that when Legal News made a special report on him, she once mentioned that his father was the top professor of psychoanalysis in China, but later she was imprisoned for some undisclosed reasons.

These books should be all from Qiu Li’s father.

"Are you the only one at home?" Jiang Yu asked Qiu Li.

Qiu Li did not answer her, took out the medicine box for the wound treatment from the cabinet and said, "Come here."

Jiang Yu walked over slowly, and Qiu Li pulled her over without hesitation and tore open her sleeves rudely.

"Hiss." Jiang Yu knelt on the carpet and shrank his hands back: "It hurts."

Qiu Li ignored her screams and opened the box of Yunnan Baiyao, sprinkled the medicine powder on her wound, and then bandaged her with clean gauze.

The movements are meticulous, but not gentle.

"You have nothing else to do, meddling nostalgia all day long?"

Jiang Yu said dissatisfiedly: "I'm busy."

He seemed to be revenge, and he used a little force to tie the wound tightly.

Jiang Yu felt pain and tried to retract his hand, but he held it hard and couldn't struggle.

"It hurts so much!" She glared at him hard and said angrily: "Can't you be gentle!"

"If you are afraid of pain, don't meddle in other people's business."

"Do you think I think?" she said dissatisfiedly: "I want to make money, if I don't have money, there will be no tuition."

Qiu Li rebanded her wound and shook her hand away: "Then focus on earning your tuition and come and provoke me less."

Jiang Yu shrank his hand and looked at him embarrassedly: "If you don't provoke me, don't provoke me."

I have an arm injury today and I don’t have enough combat power. Let’s follow him first.

Qiu Li bandaged her wound, turned around and went back to the study, leaving her alone.

Jiang Yu cleaned up the bloody gauze on the coffee table, then tied the pocket in the trash can and placed it next to the door, and prepared to take it down later.

"Qu Li, I'm leaving." She came to the door of the study and said goodbye to him.

He sat at the table to do his homework. The warm yellow light of the desk lamp outlined his outline. He showed a soft feeling different from the past and his expression was very focused.

It seems that it is not a gangster, but a top student.

Jiang Yu remembered the legal report, saying that when Qiu Li committed the case, he had already obtained a doctorate in the field of psychoanalysis, and that year, he was only twenty-four years old.
To be continued...
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