Chapter 135 You asked for it
Qin Xiyang raised his head, his eyes full of bloodshot.
"In the case seven years ago, the file mentioned a vague shadow that looked a bit like Brother Lai Yun,"
"Renly was indeed a participant at the time, but we have searched through all the records and cannot find direct evidence to prove that they were the ones who did it."
The window at the end of the corridor was not closed tightly, and the wind blew in, making the corners of their clothes tremble.
Qin Xiyang smiled bitterly.
"So you see, after all this twists and turns, it's still a mystery. Renly is dead, Ye Xiang knows only a little, and Lai Yun..."
He didn't say anything more, but Shen Qing understood what he meant -
Given Lai Yun’s current condition, I’m afraid I won’t be able to ask him anything.
Shen Qing leaned against the wall, his fingertips cold.
The case seven years ago, Renly, Lai Yun's brother, the God-making plan...
These fragments are circling in my mind, but I can't put them together into a complete picture.
He remembered that Xiao Qihao always said that he wanted to find out the truth, but now, that noisy figure was gone.
The truth is still hidden in the fog.
"Ye Xiang..."
Shen Qingze paused and spoke in a very light voice.
"Is he all right?"
"Stay inside, don't make a scene."
Qin Xiyang shook his head.
"He just refused to speak. No matter what I asked, he just sat there."
He glanced at Shen Qingze, and hesitated to speak. In the end, he just sighed.
"Thank you for your hard work, Shen Qingze."
Shen Qingze said nothing, but just looked at the light at the end of the corridor.
The sunlight shone through the iron window, casting mottled shadows on the ground, which was very similar to the situation they were facing at the moment -
There is light, but it is full of cracks.
The little ghost poked his head out from the shadows behind him, looked at Qin Xiyang with eyes like black grapes, and then quickly shrank back.
The little hand gently tugged at the corner of Shen Qingze's clothes, as if to comfort him, or as if to remind him that it was time to leave.
Shen Qing took a deep breath and stood up straight.
"Then I'll go back first. If you have any news... feel free to contact me."
"By the way, do you know where Captain Fang is now?"
Qin Xiyang was stunned, then sighed and said lightly,
"In the military hospital...accompanying Xiao Qihao"
Shen Qingze was stunned and indicated that he understood.
"I'll go see Ye Xiang first, then Captain Fang."
Qin Xiyang nodded, and watched his back disappear around the corner of the corridor before he slowly slid down to sit on the ground.
He took a cigarette out of the box, but did not light it. He just held it between his fingers, letting the wind make the tobacco tremble slightly.
There was only the sound of the wind and the unsolved mystery in the corridor.
It weighs heavily on everyone's heart.
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The incandescent lights in the interrogation room were blindingly bright, illuminating the walls in a pale white.
Ye Xiang curled up on the iron chair, the handcuffs on her wrists collided with the chair legs, making a dull sound.
His hair was as dry as grass and stuck to his sweaty forehead.
His handsome face was now sunken, his cheekbones were prominent, and his lips were dry and cracked.
There are still dried blood scabs at the corners of his mouth——
The rebellious spirit of the past is long gone, leaving only a hollow feeling as if the soul has been sucked away.
When Shen Qingze pushed the door open, the metal hinges made a harsh squeak.
Ye Xiang shrank as if pricked by a needle, and slowly raised his head.
The cloudy eyes first glanced blankly at the door.
When I saw Shen Qingze's pale face clearly, I suddenly felt as if I was injected with some kind of power.
He suddenly jumped up from the chair, the iron chain rattling.
"Shen Qingze!"
His voice was as hoarse as a broken gong, and his bloodshot eyes burst into an astonishing light.
It's like grabbing the last straw.
"You must have a way, right? Save him... Please save Xiao Qihao!"
Shen Qing closed the door behind him, shutting out the noise in the corridor.
He walked to the interrogation table and looked down at Ye Xiang.
There was no emotion in his eyes, only an icy coldness.
"Save him?"
He sneered softly, the sound was not loud, but it pierced Ye Xiang's heart like an ice cone.
"When you were alive, did you ever cherish him at all?"
Ye Xiang's body suddenly stiffened, his lips trembled, but he couldn't utter a word.
"You killed him."
Shen Qing leaned forward, resting his hands on the table, his fingertips turning white from exerting too much force.
His eyes were like knives cutting into Ye Xiang's face.
"Who are you showing this to now? What qualifications do you have to ask me to save him?"
He paused, his tone more sarcastic.
"Even if there is a way, it will never be because of you - Ye Xiang, don't take yourself too seriously."
A glimmer of hope flashed across Ye Xiang's eyes, as if she had grasped the words "there is really a way".
He leaned forward eagerly, not even noticing the pain from the chain on his wrists.
"So... there is a way, right?"
"Teacher Shen, I know I was wrong. I really know I was wrong! I will do anything you ask me to do as long as I can save him..."
"No."
Shen Qing stood up and interrupted him, his voice as cold as ice.
"There is no way. Yeluvis is already a ghost in the underworld, and there is nothing he can do."
This sentence was like thunder, instantly shattering all the light in Ye Xiang's eyes.
He stared at Shen Qingze blankly, as if he hadn't heard clearly.
After moving his lips for a long time, he finally let out a broken sob.
"No... Impossible... You lied to me..."
The next second, he suddenly fell on the interrogation table, holding his head tightly with his arms, and howled like a beast.
"I killed him... I killed Qihao..."
His shoulders shook violently, and his forehead slammed heavily on the table, making a dull thud, and drops of blood flowed down his temples.
"I didn't mean to do that... I can't control myself... Please... Teacher Shen, please... save him... Please..."
Those intermittent pleas were like a blunt knife cutting flesh, making Shen Qingze feel irritated.
What he hated most was this kind of hindsight confession——
They act recklessly before something happens, and cry bitterly after it happens.
If I had known this would happen, why did I do it in the first place?
Shen Qingze turned around and walked away without pausing for a moment.
"Shen Qingze! Don't leave!"
Ye Xiang suddenly raised his head, his face was covered with tears and blood, and he looked like a madman.
"Please! Think of another way! I am willing to shorten my life! I am willing to die! As long as I can get him back..."
Shen Qingze's hand was already on the door handle, he didn't look back,
Only a few cold words were left, scattered in the interrogation room with the wind when the door opened.
"You asked for it."
The iron door slammed shut behind him, completely isolating Ye Xiang's heart-wrenching screams and cries.
Shen Qing stood in the corridor and closed his eyes.
When I opened my eyes again, there was only silence.
The little ghost came out from the shadow behind him and timidly pulled the corner of his clothes, as if to comfort him.
Shen Qingze didn't say anything, but just took a step and walked towards the end of the corridor.
The sun shines in through the iron window, casting a narrow spot of light on the ground.
But it can't warm up the coldness in the room.
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