Chapter 83 Let's rescue him together

There is a small balcony outside the hospital atrium. The sunlight is cut into floating lights by the iron railings. Lai Yun leans against the silver railings, and the cigarette between his fingers flickers.

Qin Xiyang stroked the handrail, and the cold touch suddenly gave off a smell of rust from the past - seven years ago, the glass door of the Serious Crime Unit of Lingcheng Branch also reflected a cold and hard light in the morning light.

"Have you thought of anything?"

Lai Yun shook the cigarette in his hand, as if waking up from a deep fear, and nodded absentmindedly.

Qin Xiyang handed her a bottle of Maijing, took out a can of Coke, opened the silver ring and took a sip.

He doesn't like carbonated drinks, but the stimulation of bubbles in his mouth can stimulate the nerves in his mouth and make him feel more energetic.

"Is it about what happened seven years ago?"

Lai Yun nodded again.

“I thought you had let it go.”

Qin Xiyang patted her shoulder and sighed slightly.

Lai Yun looked into the distance and said helplessly,

"I thought I had let it go, but now, I feel like someone is forcing me to recall the past through time."

Qin Xiyang kicked away the paper ball at his feet and said in a muffled voice,

"When we chased that black SUV into the rainy alley,

His voice seemed to be crushed by the wind.

"You said you never wanted to deal with serial murder again."

He smiled bitterly and looked at Lai Yun's tense jawline.

"I thought the explosion shattered not only the evidence room, but also our determination to get to the bottom of the case."

The cigarette drew a scarlet arc in the air, and Lai Yun crushed the cigarette butt with such force that it almost broke the railing.

"The bone cracks in Shen Qingze's chest, and the toxins hidden in his body."

She turned around suddenly, and her eyes behind the lenses glowed coldly in the dark.

"The angle of the indentation on Grandma Chen's body is no more than three millimeters."

"Do you remember why she suddenly died after struggling for several days in the military hospital?"

Qin Xiyang took a sip of Coke, and as expected, as soon as the bubbles entered his mouth, his mind suddenly became clear.

"poison"

"That's right! It was poison. The toxin that is faintly contained in Shen Qingze's body now is almost exactly the same as it was back then."

Qin Xiyang's neck tensed instantly, and memories flooded over the cordon like a tide.

The file of the old man's body covered with strange scars on the dissection table, and the half-tube of toxin sample that Lai Yun snatched from the fire scene at the last moment before the explosion.

At this moment, they are still lying in the case drawer of the archive room, with the strange warnings from the sun and the moon.

"You mean, someone is imitating the modus operandi of that year?"

Lai Yun shook his head and whispered,

"No,",

"I think they are back."

Lai Yun's nails dug deep into his palms.

"He has returned with the same crime he committed seven years ago."

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The heavy smell became more pungent in the silence. Shen Qing curled up on the hospital bed, and the shadow of the infusion tube snaked like a snake on the pale sheets.

Fang Changling sat in the accompanying chair, with his back to him, staring out the window. His silhouette was stretched out, like a rift between the two of them.

He didn't scold harshly, but it was more frightening than that.

Shen Qingze's fingers were tightly clenched on the corner of the quilt, and his nails almost dug into his palms.

When Xiao Qihao was caught, the determined voice lingered in his ears, and the shouts of "Take Teacher Shen away!" turned into sharp blades at this moment.

Obviously, he had a chance to escape, and even beg Ye Xiang for mercy.

But now, he has made the decision to fight to the death with Ye Xiangyu and save him.

However, he now seemed ashamed to face the man in front of him...

Shen Qingze's Adam's apple rolled with difficulty and was about to utter the words of apology when Fang Changling suddenly chuckled, his voice hoarse as if he had just cried.

"Don't apologize."

Fang Changling turned around slowly, his eyes were bloodshot but surprisingly bright.

“It’s not your fault.”

Shen Qing shook his head, and the sound of his breath was like a thread that was about to break in the wind.

"If I can get rid of those people as soon as possible and rescue him as soon as possible..."

Fang Changling walked to his bedside, his eyes were gentle and thoughtful.

"Do you know what he said at the oath wall when he graduated from the police academy? He said that by putting on this police uniform, he was selling his life to justice."

He pressed his palms heavily on the railing of the bed, the metal vibrating and the suppressed sobs.

"Qingze, you have fulfilled half of his wish by coming back alive,"

"I think, at that moment, he valued your life more than his own."

Shen Qingze's eyelashes trembled violently, and warm liquid slid down his cheeks and dripped onto his wrist wrapped in gauze.

Perhaps, he shouldn't have taken Xiao Qihao to Guo Shidao that day...

If he had stayed in the police station, by Fang Changling's side, would he not have been found by Ye Xiang, and would he not be in danger and missing now?

Fang Changling poured a glass of water from the thermos beside him. When he handed it over, the old scars on his knuckles glowed light pink under the light - those were the marks left when they were chasing drug dealers seven years ago.

"I taught him that when he is a bait, he must be prepared to bite the line."

Fang Changling stroked the edge of the water cup, steam rising in his palm.

"I admit that he is already an excellent policeman."

Shen Qingze's frown did not relax despite this comfort. Fang Changling gently put down the hand that had been pierced with the needle and said softly,

"The bureau has already set up a special task force, and the National Security Bureau has also applied to intervene. There is no need to worry or be afraid."

He suddenly raised his head, his eyes as sharp as a hawk's.

"When you recover from your injury, we will rescue him together."

The dusk outside the window gradually spread, and the ward was plunged into an orange-red color, as if it was in the flames of justice.

Shen Qing tightly grasped the glass of warm water, listening to his own pounding heartbeat overlapping with Fang Changling's steady narration, outlining the outline of the rescue plan in the silence.

"Well, let's rescue Qihao together."

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Xiao Qihao floated in the quagmire of consciousness for a long time, and finally struggled to break free from the chaos.

The severe pain instantly overwhelmed him like a tide. Every inch of his muscles screamed as if they were repeatedly run over by a heavy truck. The gaps between his bones were filled with piercing pain.

He tried to move his fingers, but found that even such a small movement took all his strength.

The warm breath wrapped in the light scent of cedar lingered at the tip of my nose, and the soft touch beneath my body felt like I was sinking into the clouds.

He struggled to pry open his eyelids, and his blurry vision gradually focused - a crystal chandelier hung from the gilded carved ceiling, velvet curtains half-covered the floor-to-ceiling windows, and Persian carpets covered the entire floor.

This luxuriously decorated room was obviously not the place for him to be.

The slight sound of flowing water caught his attention.

Not far away, behind the frosted glass door, there was mist and the sound of water gurgling could be heard, as if someone was taking a shower.

Xiao Qihao wanted to get up, but he fell back onto the cushion due to severe dizziness, and a suppressed groan escaped from his throat.

This strange scene, combined with the pain all over his body, made his heart hang in the balance, with vigilance and doubts surging in his chaotic mind.

Where is he?