Don't pretend
At that time, the only person who had seen Zhou Min's true eye color and knew her profession was Chen Shu.
Although he couldn't believe it, the many suspicious points combined with the person Chen Shu had shot in the alley before forced Zhou Min to point the finger at her.
Could it be that Chen Shu pretended to be an employer and assigned her those perverted tasks in order to give her money in this way?
Zhou Min was not so naive, so he naturally would not believe that Chen Shu did this to help him.
Moreover, she had left clues at the shooting scene before, which almost caused Zhou Min to be found by the Investigation Bureau. This time, she deliberately disguised her real eye color in the video. Wasn't it just to let the Investigation Bureau link those incidents to her?
Could it be that he had accidentally created a blood feud with Chen Shu, causing her to go around in circles to take revenge on him?
During the three months he disappeared, in addition to waiting for the opportunity to complete the mission and arranging the house, Zhou Min had also been looking for Chen Shu's whereabouts, just to ask her why she did this before.
However, Zhou Min was not so obsessed as to find her, because he thought it was just an excessive prank. Thinking that he was about to die, he did not bother with her too much.
But this time I really have to make it count.
Although Zhou Min knew that her hands were not clean either, she really couldn't stand Chen Shu throwing dirty water on her in this way.
Chen Shu clearly knew...
She must find Chen Shu. Zhou Min couldn't swallow the air stuck in his throat.
Miss Zhou probably didn't know that her life had been extended for a while by someone unrelated to her, right? Zhou Min sneered.
Amidst her chaotic thoughts, she looked up at the clock on the wall and found that it was already evening, and she couldn't help but frown.
Zhou Qiting hasn't had any water or food for a day.
Zhou Min dragged his heavy feet to the kitchen and roughly counted the drinking water and food, only to find that they were only enough for two days at most.
She still had to go out to buy things, and the thought of this gave her another headache.
After heating a triangular rice ball in the microwave and picking up a bottle of purified water at room temperature, Zhou Min came to the room and knocked on the door again, but still no one opened it.
No way, you want to use the sneak attack again?
Zhou Min turned the handle and pushed it forward gently. The door slowly opened with that little push, and the scene inside was revealed bit by bit.
Zhou Qiting was sitting on the edge of the bed. When she heard the noise at the door, she looked up and saw Zhou Min's cautious movements. She sneered coldly and turned her gaze back to the book spread out between her legs, ignoring her.
When Zhou Min stayed here temporarily some time ago, he left a pile of books in the corner, and Zhou Qiting was reading one of them.
Judging from the exposed cover, it must be... "Notes from the Dead House"?
Zhou Min was a little surprised. Why did the eldest lady choose the only book about prisoners in the pile?
She still remembers one of the lines: "Because of fantasy and alienation, we in prison feel that freedom is freer than real freedom..."
Was this a silent protest to her? Zhou Min didn't go in. He placed the packaged rice balls and water on the floor beside the door and gently closed it, not intending to disturb the little time left for reading.
Zhou Min sat back in her chair. There was still no reply to the message she sent to Chen Shu. She refused to give up, so she had to play the victim to Chen Shu in order to achieve her goal.
"Chen Shu, I'm dying. Before I die, I want to see you one last time."
It wasn't really a lie, was it? Who could say what would happen after they met? Zhou Min put away his phone and walked to the remodeled iron door in the living room. He scanned his iris to unlock it, then opened the door.
Outside the door was a buffer space of about six square meters, which was converted from the original entrance hall and where Zhou Min's weapons and disguise clothes were placed.
She didn't need to disguise her face today. There were three slap marks on her face, one on the right and two on the left. She probably wouldn't even recognize herself in the mirror.
After she changed her clothes and put on her cosmetic contact lenses, she came to the real gate and raised her hand to unlock it using her palm vein.
If he didn't have to buy food, Zhou Min never thought he would have the chance to step out of this door again.
Nowadays, we really just live from day to day.
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Two hours later, in front of the iris-locked door, Zhou Min placed two large bags of food and drinking water at his feet. Instead of opening the door immediately, he turned off the lights and slightly moved his wrists while adapting to the dim environment.
Although the house is fully equipped with kitchen utensils, she seldom cooked here before. Most of the food she bought was fast food, which was enough to fill her stomach in a short time. But now, because of the changes caused by Chen Shu, her death date has become uncertain. In order to prevent the eldest lady from having a miserable life for the rest of her life, she specially bought some fresh ingredients today and prepared to make some hot dishes.
After Zhou Min unlocked the door, he slowly pushed it open a crack. As expected, the lights in the room were also turned off. All he could see was pitch black, and the surroundings were so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
She took a step forward and heard the slight friction of clothes. She quickly dodged the knife that was stabbing towards her abdomen. After getting a clear look at the attacker's figure, she suddenly rushed forward, grabbed the right wrist of the person holding the knife, and pinched the inside with a little force to loosen it.
After hearing the crisp sound of the knife falling to the ground, Zhou Min exerted force with his arm and pulled her in front of him suddenly while catching her off guard. With his other hand, he pressed down her left hand which was hidden behind her back.
The cold knuckles were pried open little by little, and after another sound of metal hitting the floor, warm fingers penetrated the finger joints, palms pressed together, tightly clasping the hand with ulterior motives.
Zhou Min looked into those dark eyes that showed no emotion in the dim light, narrowed his eyes, and said gently: "Don't you know my skills yet?"
"You turned off the lights just to play this kind of harmless attack and defense game with me?" She chuckled, and exerted a little force with the hand behind the person in front of her, closing the distance a little.
Zhou Qiting, provoked by words and actions, didn't feel angry or even disgusted. Instead, he smiled coldly and said, "If it really doesn't matter, why are you holding on so tightly?"
"Zhou Min, you haven't killed me yet. You're just afraid of death, right? Or maybe your talk of dying together was a lie. You just want to see me suffer in constant fear of death, right?"
Zhou Qiting suppressed his smile, leaned close to her ear, and whispered softly, "I just want you to experience the feeling of not knowing when death will come."
A familiar fragrance suddenly seeped into his nose, and a stream of air brushed past his ear as he spoke. Zhou Min's body froze for a moment, and after a moment, he reacted and said angrily, "Lies? Zhou Qiting, I'm not someone who breaks my promise like you."
Thinking of Zhou Qiting's unfulfilled promise, a deep sense of bitterness welled up in her heart. She accused him, "You clearly promised me... You said you would donate a large sum of money to the orphanage and renovate it. But not only did you not do it, you even withdrew the original funding."
She recalled Zhou Qiting's absurd claim that she and the kidnappers were accomplices, and couldn't help but laugh. She continued, "Even if I was wrong, what did the other people in the welfare home do wrong? Was it because they had similar backgrounds to mine? Was it because they once lived with me? Or was it because they once tried to please you in every way possible, just like I did?"
"Just because I did something wrong, are you going to vent your anger on everyone else?" In the darkness, Zhou Min couldn't make out Zhou Qiting's increasingly pale face. The strength of his grip on her hand increased with his emotions, until his voice trembled. "If it weren't for your broken promise, how could the welfare home have been like this last year..."
"Stop pretending." Zhou Qiting interrupted Zhou Min with a sneer.
She admitted that she was almost moved by his earnest words, but the pain of her hands being clenched brought her back to her senses, making her remember that the man in front of her was just a cold-blooded pervert.
I'm afraid that the reason I say these seemingly sincere words now is just to see her fall into self-blame and take pleasure in it.
Zhou Qiting didn't want to explain his unintentional mistake to such a person. He suppressed his unnecessary guilt and said sarcastically, "If you really care about the orphanage so much, how could you do such a thing?"
When she was reading the investigation materials sent by Zheng Siying, she learned that last year the welfare home caught fire due to aging electrical circuits, and the dilapidated building was almost burned to ruins, resulting in the deaths of many people and many people suffering varying degrees of burns. The serious ones are still in hospital for treatment.
If Zhou Min really cared as much about the accidents that happened in the welfare home as she said, how could she do something like setting people on fire in the video?
Thinking of this, the sarcasm in her words intensified: "Zhou Min, have you forgotten that you said not long ago, 'I've done this kind of thing too many times'? If you really care so much, how could you kill people in this way?"
Zhou Min was furious when he heard this and retorted: "I didn't..."
"Stop pretending. If you keep pretending, I'll start to suspect that what happened in the welfare home was actually directed and acted by you to satisfy some perverted psychology." Zhou Qiting interrupted Zhou Min's self-defense with cold words, not intending to continue listening to more lies.
The person who restrained him did not speak for a long time. In the dim light, Zhou Yiting could only hear her heavy breathing.
Feeling a warm current gathering in the corners of his eyes, when tears were about to fall, Zhou Min pursed his lips and pulled Zhou Qiting into the room, pushing the person who had not yet reacted onto the bed.
"you--"
Before she could finish scolding him, Zhou Min turned and left, gritting his teeth and saying something harsh before slamming the door.
"Zhou Qiting, I hate you."
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