Silent Reading Chapter 73: Macbeth (14)

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Dong Xiaoqing, a young girl who didn't know where she was so hard, pulled and pulled fiercely, and actually tore the weapon from Zhou Huaixin again.

She has red eyes, described as upside-down, brandishing a blood-stained knife, and resembling a personal Yasha, turning around and rushing towards the stunned crowd.

The people who were crowded together screamed at the game. Except for a few warriors, they also hid in the corner and shot lifelessly. Most of them didn’t want to lose their lives because of a little work, pushing and shoving and running around. , There are everywhere, perfectly forming a human barrier, blocking the Zhou family's bodyguards who are at a loss.

Luo Wenzhou’s adrenaline rush can almost spray out from the top of his head. Without even thinking about it, he chased after pulling his legs and ran for more than ten meters. His slow consciousness caught up with Scud, and he thought of Fei Du and turned his head. Take a look.

However, contrary to Luo Wenzhou's expectation, Fei Du was neither dizzy nor vomiting. He just stood stiffly beside Zhou Huaixin. His eyes were a little distracted without glasses, but he was still sober. He was facing sideways. Luo Wenzhou deliberately avoided the bloodstains around him. He caught a glimpse of Luo Wenzhou and waved at him calmly.

For a moment, Fei Du's haloemia didn't seem to be very serious.

Luo Wenzhou felt something was wrong in his heart, but at this time it was too late to think about it. Seeing that Dong Xiaoqing had already passed through the crowd, she was about to run out of Heng'ai Hospital. Luo Wenzhou roughly estimated her route, wiped the corner and walked around the crowd. Going to the flowerbed on the side of the road, he chased after him like flying over the wall.

From Dong Xiaoqing's attack with a knife to his escape, everything went too fast.

With a "buzz" in Fei Du's mind, the blood spread on Zhou Huaixin's lower abdomen was like a heavy hammer, hitting his chest fiercely, causing his three souls and seven souls to shake together in his thin body. .

Although fainting blood is a bit inconvenient, there are indeed not many opportunities to see blood in daily life. Occasionally, a small mouth is broken, and the nausea will pass for a while.

Fei Du doesn’t know how long he hasn’t faced such a scene directly. His ears are roaring, his limbs are almost out of control, his fingertips are lightly convulsing like a conditioned reflex, and his bones and muscles are all in one. Instantly tightened, which made him stay upright, seemingly awake, but in fact, his consciousness is vague.

Fei Du squeezed his fist fiercely, his joints rattled, he tried to look away, and strode towards Zhou Huaijin amidst the irregular heartbeat.

Zhou Huaijin was put on a leg by the overturned wheelchair, and knelt down on the ground in a daze. The next moment, he was lifted up by the collar.

"He probably hurt his internal organs, and abdominal bleeding is very dangerous," Fei Du said to him in a cold and hasty tone, "Do you want his life? If you want, call the best in your hospital right away. The first responders come out. Mr. Zhou, I know you are not lame, stand up!"

Zhou Huaijin staggered for a while before standing still, staring at Fei Du in horror for two seconds, then, as if waking up from a dream, he grabbed the phone.

Zhou Huaixin was like a fish with a horribly broken belly, instinctively fluttering on the ground, surrounded by a circle of people, no one dared to move him rashly, and the blood got more and more. Fei Du listened to Zhou Huaijin's incoherent call, and watched him throw his mobile phone at Zhou Huaixin, yelling nonsense such as "Look at Brother" and "It's okay". Fei Du raised his eyelashes soaked in cold sweat and met Zhou Huaixin's gaze.

Zhou Huaixin's eyes are getting dimmed, and his eyes are getting more and more out of focus. In Fei Du's eyes, he is undergoing a strange change-he is turning into a bunch of strange organic waste.

He clearly felt that his whole person was divided into two. One half felt physiological nausea and dizziness because of Zhou Huaixin’s bleeding wounds, and the other half looked like an outlier animal, looking at Zhou Huaixin’s inexplicably Eyes, unable to connect this dying person with Zhou Huaixin he knew, lost in the anxiety and pain of other people, he instinctively tried to blend in, searching in vain for the empathy that normal people should have in theory. .

However, there is no such thing.

"Everyone is afraid of death, but what they are afraid of is the unknown. Death itself is not painful and even pleasant. You should have experienced it yourself."

"Have you paid attention to the eyes of those dying animals? That is the look in the eyes that found the truth-the truth is, "living" itself is an illusion created by the nervous system, it is a false self-consciousness."

"Human consciousness is like flowing water, changing all the time. Death is its final flow. Unless you can understand or control the whole process of a certain consciousness change, this life does not belong to you, it does not belong to you. Every change is deviating from your cognition, and you are dying every moment. The only thing that remains unchanged is the skin bag made of carbohydrates. You have feelings for this skin bag, not like anthropomorphizing the pork on the plate. Is that a kind of delusion."

The heavy smell of blood flooded into Fei Du’s nose with a tsunami, and Fei Du’s internal organs boiled along with it. Emergency personnel rushed out of Heng’ai Hospital with sweat and began to give first aid around Zhou Huaixin. , Another gust of wind carried the person away, Fei Du followed all the way to the emergency room, and finally couldn't bear it. He threw Zhou Huaijin down by himself, turned and rushed to the bathroom.

Dong Xiaoqing, the murderous murderer in full view, was covered in blood stains, his hair band broke, and his carefully permed big/wavy curly hair draped behind him, and the infinite strands of hair fluttered up and down in the wind, sometimes Wrapped around the shocking weapon in her hand.

"Dong Xiaoqing!" Luo Wenzhou relied on long legs, and the distance between him and Dong Xiaoqing was shortening. Seeing that she had rushed to the road, Luo Wenzhou yelled at her, "Stop, you really think you can run. Right!"

Dong Xiaoqing may have been exhausted and slowed down. After hearing this, she suddenly stopped, turned back to Luo Wenzhou, and raised the knife at him.

Luo Wenzhou is not afraid of her swinging a knife to slash. In his opinion, the ten Dong Xiaoqing with knives are nothing terrible, but he is really puzzled about the girl’s motives, for fear that she is in an unstable mental state. Suicide, stopped a few steps away.

"Calm down." Luo Wenzhou pressed his hands down, looked at Dong Xiaoqing with a calm and firm gaze as much as possible, tried to stabilize her, made up a nonsense on the spot, "Listen to me, girl, the person you just stabbed is not dead , The consequences of this matter are not serious, don’t be afraid, it’s okay."

Dong Xiaoqing is still in a state of stress, but at this time, she probably has a bit of aftertaste. Her hand holding the knife has been trembling. I don't know if it was scared, or regretted not giving Zhou Huaixin a cut.

"I'm a policeman," Luo Wenzhou said in a deep voice, taking out his credentials from a distance and holding them up, "You can tell me if you have anything."

Dong Xiaoqing took a step back, and the gaze that fell on Luo Wenzhou finally had a focus. After a while, the mania and distortion on her blood-stained face gradually subsided, only the deep grief and anger came out. Dong Xiaoqing's eye rims were red from the outside of her eyelids to the inside of her eyes. She looked like a mute. The world could not hear her voice, and occasionally encountered inquiring ears, she didn't know where to start.

Luo Wenzhou carefully tried to take a step closer: "Relax, don't keep holding the knife, won't it sink? How dangerous."

"I..." Following his voice, Dong Xiaoqing subconsciously dropped the tip of the knife slightly, and said upside down, "My father he..."

Luo Wenzhou stared at the knife in her hand, carefully calculating his grasp of taking her with one blow, and while approaching Dong Xiaoqing quietly, he continued to say: "Your dad is wronged, we all know that. He will definitely be innocent in the future."

Unexpectedly, after hearing this sentence, Dong Xiaoqing’s tears fell after "brushing": "My dad...my dad is not wronged."

Luo Wenzhou was taken aback: "What did you say?"

"He is also one of those people, they..."

As soon as Dong Xiaoqing said this, a violent wind swept across, and a sudden car made a sharp turn after accelerating without warning. When it slammed into Dong Xiaoqing, Luo Wenzhou had no way of reacting. Dong Xiaoqing had already wiped it. As he flew out, the voice didn't even have time to come out of his throat.

The shards of the front windshield looked like raindrops being rolled up by the gusty wind, spraying Luo Wenzhou all over his head and covering his face, and the car that caused the accident did not hesitate to accelerate again on the spot, stepped on the accelerator pedal to the bottom, and rushed towards Luo Wenzhou. Luo Wenzhou probably used great power to hide, but he was still hung up by the rearview mirror on the side of the car. The rearview mirror broke on the spot. He instinctively tightened his muscles to protect his head despite the severe pain. The edge of the road far away from the road rolled out.

The assailant is indeed very experienced, knowing that he is delayed by a second, he will be a big point, and he didn't waste time chasing after a turn. He hit Luo Wenzhou on the way, and saw that he could not be killed, so he gave up decisively.

The road at the back entrance of Heng'ai Hospital is a bit desolate. At this time, it is not during peak hours. The road is empty. The frantic car just came and whistled away without a trace, against the shattered front gear!

Half of Luo Wenzhou's body was numb by the scratch, and it took a long time before he struggled to get up. Until then, other people reacted one after another and rushed towards him. While rushing towards Dong Xiaoqing, he contacted the city bureau office: "Nanshan Road at the back door of Heng'ai Hospital, white **** car, license plate Yan cxxxxx, wanted in the whole city... No, the whole province, the whole country, even if he goes to the Pacific Ocean, it will be given. I drop an anchor and pull back!"

Dong Xiaoqing's head has been deformed, and a shoe flew directly across the road. Her bare hands and feet were covered with dust and blood and blood. She really couldn't die anymore.

"Fucking bastard." Luo Wenzhou couldn't help but say something vulgar, his brow bones were itchy, he wiped it off and wiped the blood from one hand--it turned out to be a small mouth cut by the splashing glass.

Luo Wenzhou took a few breaths violently: "How are Tao Ran and Xiao Haiyang, have they arrived at Dong Xiaoqing's house?"

Lang Qiao carried out his orders without any doubt, and didn't have the opportunity to speak until this meeting: "I was about to report to you. Just now Deputy Tao called and said that there was no one in Dong Xiaoqing's house and there was a fire... Boss, what's going on? And, why do you want this car?"

Luo Wenzhou closed his eyes severely.

Dong Xiaoqing, who had just been wounded by a knife, regrouped the scurrying people, not daring to approach, and only whispered on both sides of the road.

Dong Xiaoqing fell in broad daylight.

The girl has a bad temper, and she is also stubborn. On the one hand, she claims that she is ready to go bankrupt and compensate the victims. On the other hand, she also resolutely defends her father's reputation all the time.

Then why did she take the risk? Why did she assassinate Zhou Huaijin?

Why contact Xiao Haiyang in advance?

What does she want to do? What does she want to give Xiao Haiyang?

There is also the phrase "he is also one of those people" when she is dying...

Who are "those people"?

Who is so bold and dare to kill and set fire in front of the detective?

Luo Wenzhou couldn't breathe for a while.

At this time, Fei Du in Heng'ai Hospital had almost vomited out his internal organs, and his hands were trembling when he rinsed his mouth.

Fei Du irritably unbuttoned two shirts, poured a handful of cold water on his face, grabbed the wet hair behind his head, and put two mints in his mouth, until the mints were completely melted. , He finally saved the strength to walk upright. Fei Du indifferently scanned the blue-eyed himself in his glasses, and put his trembling fingers in his pocket.

Zhou Huaijin bent over and sat curled up on the hospital bench, with blood-stained hands nervously mixed together, and the tendons on her neck were all exposed hideously. Suddenly, a wet wipe fell from the sky, and Zhou Huaijin looked up blankly and saw Fei Du walking by his side, but didn't look at him, just looked at the lamp in the operating room.

"Wipe it," Fei Du said first, "Zhou is probably not familiar with me, but I occasionally play with Huaixin."

Zhou Huaijin reluctantly got up to deal with him: "I know, Mr. Fei, for a long time..."

"I admire you for a long time," Fei Du interrupted him, "Zhou Huaixin said nothing to his brother. Every time I mentioned Mr. Zhou, it seemed like he hadn't been weaned, and his ears became callous."

Zhou Huaijin took a deep breath, clasping his hands tightly together.

At this moment, a few medical staff rushed past them without knowing what was going on. The movement shocked Zhou Huaijin. He stood up with a start and looked towards the operating room for a long while, seemingly I can't sit still, wandering around in place. His gentleness, which he usually wore like a mask on his face, was gone, his hair was messy, his hands clasped together involuntarily, as if he was asking for mercy from an unknown god, murmured to comfort himself: "It's okay, it's okay...it's definitely okay. "

"Such a long knife, one in and one out, there is little chance that it will be fine." Fei Du interrupted him ruthlessly again, "Zhou, although he is alive and dead, he is still for you. "

Zhou Huaijin collapsed her shoulders weakly: "I know, I just..."

"I'm not talking about him blocking the knife for you," Fei Duluo said aggressively, "Zhou, you know what I mean, I mean the cause and effect of the whole thing-you believe in deceiving the world Will there be retribution? If you deceive it, maybe bad luck will come true."

Zhou Huaijin shuddered.

Fei Du: "Would you like to start with how to plan to kidnap yourself?"

A few black-clothed bodyguards approached quietly, surrounding Fei Du nervously.

Fei Du's pale mouth held a sardonic smile, completely ignoring these parallel imports-if they were useful, Zhou Huaixin would not be on the line of life or death in the rescue room.

For a long time, Zhou Huaijin waved her hand and spoke softly: "You are right."

"It's all gone, go out," Zhou Huaijin said to the bodyguards, "Let me talk to Mr. Fei."

Fei Du walked to the vending machine, bought two bottles of water, and handed them to Zhou Huaijin.

"It's the person I'm looking for." Zhou Huaijin took a sip of a bottle, took a deep breath, and said without going to the village or the shop, "I also chose Hengda, who is also a caretaker."

"Are you not afraid that the police will be late, do they drown you in the river in a real way?"

"Someone is watching and will save me if something is wrong. We are looking for local people who are familiar with the route, and it is not easy to be caught by the police-even if they are caught, it doesn’t matter. I just prove that they are enthusiastic passers-by. It's okay."

This is indeed very convenient.

Fei Du nodded: "You are not in China all year round, and you may not be so familiar with the terrain. Hu Zhenyu helped you contact the two kidnappers? Why did you choose to be in Baisha District?"

"I am the planner and decision maker. Others just follow my instructions and don't need to involve others." Zhou Huaijin paused, then nodded reluctantly, "Choose Baisha District, because the way out from the airport is very smooth. , Secondly, it was the locals who came for help, and none of us had any obvious involvement with Baisha, so it was not easy to be suspected."

Fei Du: "Anyone to help?"

"It's just that I helped a friend before." Zhou Huaijin shook his head, "It has nothing to do with this matter."

"I...I suddenly learned of his death that day, I realized it was an opportunity." Zhou Huaijin said dumbly, "I am in the group, just a glamorous mascot, Zhou Junmao covered the sky with one hand, even if he died, There is also Zheng Kaifeng, the dog leg, it is not my turn to speak."

Fei Du: "I think President Zhou is at least better than Yang Bo in terms of identity and seniority."

"Identity?" Zhou Huaijin smiled bitterly, "What identity am I? I'm just a fig leaf."