Chapter 952 Murder
Facts have proved that the man overestimated Lin Xixi.
She didn't have the courage to do that. After seeing the pile of information that Bian Zhi had, she was almost scared to death.
Scorpion!
That’s the gang boss!
This is someone she can't afford to mess with!
She only provoked Zhou Suihuai because she was sick. Zhou Suihuai was not someone she could possibly provoke!
If her family knew she had hooked up with such a powerful guy, wouldn't they be planning to cut her legs?!
Lin Qianqian instantly became intimidated.
Didn't sleep all night.
The next morning, I squatted at the door of the Chinese Medicine Hospital, squinting my eyes.
As soon as Bian Zhi's car arrived, she immediately went to greet him with breakfast.
"Dean Bian, good morning." When he waved, his hands were holding a pile of various breakfasts, and his fingers were red from being tied.
Bian Zhi raised an eyebrow and looked at Lin Qianqian in confusion, "Why, have you changed your personality?"
In just one night, his attitude changed 180 degrees.
"Hahaha—" Lin Qianqian smiled awkwardly, "Well, I'm sorry for offending you before. It was really because I was ignorant. Please forgive me for my inconsiderate behavior. Look, what kind of breakfast do you like? Chinese, Western, or a mix and match? Look, I have it all here."
Bian Zhi: “…”
A few fat guys behind him poked their heads out, and they also had a pile of breakfast in their hands.
Lin Qianqian's face was filled with flattery and the man standing in the dark saw it. Smoke lingered at his fingertips as he took a deep puff of cigarette. His thin face sunken in at the sides and his eyes were misty.
The cigarette was thrown to the ground and stepped on hard by the man. Then he turned around and disappeared silently around the corner.
Bian Zhi noticed someone's gaze falling on him. He turned around and looked around, but found nothing.
A few days later, the serial murder case struck again.
This time it was the city’s famous cardiac surgeon, Mr. Zhou’s direct disciple.
Suddenly, the previously suppressed news spread like wildfire, and cardiac surgeons throughout City A were terrified and confused, fearing that one day they would be the ones to fall under the knife.
Zhou Suihuai stopped acting and followed Bian Zhi directly.
He has been feeling uneasy lately.
When Bian Zhi fell asleep, she would often be held so tightly in his arms that she could not breathe. After patting Zhou Suihuai's hand, he would slowly wake up, take a look at Bian Zhi, and then fall asleep again with a frown.
The next day.
Halfway through her consultation, Bian Zhi once again felt the gaze of someone being watched fixed on her. She looked up again and saw a figure flash past the door.
There were so many patients in the clinic that Bian Zhi had difficulty standing up. When she walked out, the people outside had disappeared.
Zhou Suihuai asked her, "What's wrong?"
Bian Zhi shook his head habitually.
Zhou Suihuai frowned, and when he looked at Bian Zhi, there was sternness in his eyes, "I told you before that if you have something to tell me, don't wait for me to discover it myself. It seems that I didn't remember it."
Bian Zhi sighed, then said calmly, "Well, I'm not sure. These past few days, I've always felt like someone was watching me. I couldn't sense it outside the hospital, but as soon as I entered, I could feel that gaze following me. Maybe it's an illusion."
Zhou Suihuai's brows suddenly furrowed.
He immediately called a security company to conduct an inspection inside and outside the hospital. At the same time, he limited the number of patients who could see the doctor. Those without a number would no longer be given a number and would not be allowed to enter the hospital.
The patients all knew that a doctor had recently been killed in City A, and they were very understanding.
From that day on, Bian Zhi felt that the gaze had disappeared.
A slum in a city.
The man walked forward step by step, stepping on the sparse raindrops. The raindrops hit the tiled roof, making a dull clicking sound.
He stood in the coldest corner, where a person was huddled.
"Are you willing?"
"You were once a rare talent, and you were once Bian Zhi's lover. Now you're stuck here. I'm afraid you'll never be able to turn things around in this lifetime."
The person hiding in the corner had a lifeless look in his eyes and a cold body, without any trace of life.
The lighter clicked and rang. "Are you willing? Bian Zhi is now famous for her traditional Chinese medicine skills. What about you? You live here in a small house. She has four sons. Even though Zhou Suihuai has lost his memory, he still sticks with her. Are you willing? She was originally your woman."
The man in the corner looked up solemnly.
"What do you want to say?"
"I want to say, if I were you, and I were living like this, I wouldn't let others have an easy life. Even if Bian Zhi and Zhou Suihuai wanted to kill you, why would you go easy on them?"
"Hasn't she become so successful thanks to her craft? If you take away her skills, what will she be able to do? Will the Zhou family still want her? In the final analysis, the Zhou family is willing to acknowledge her now only because they value her social value. If she had nothing like you, what do you think she would do? Regardless of whether she is with you again or not, she can't look down on you."
"I have a plan. If you do as I say, I'll give you one million after it's done. One million isn't much, but if you start a small business, it might be enough to help you make a comeback."
The man in the corner narrowed his eyes and said with a scar on his face, "What do you want me to do?"
"Take away Bian Zhi's most proud medical skills, or, directly, take away her heart!"
"Are you the serial killer on TV?!" Ou Moyuan was shocked.
"No, there's no need to be afraid. I don't have any feelings for doctors, but that doesn't stop us from using this murder case to get rid of suspicion. After the deed is done, you get one million, and I'll take Bian Zhi's life."
Ou Moyuan looked at the man in front of him and couldn't help asking, "Who are you? What's your grudge against Bian Zhi?"
The man took a deep drag on his cigarette, threw the butt on the ground and stubbed it out. "There's no grudge, I just can't stand seeing her living so comfortably. Let's decide whether to do it or not. Opportunities don't come around every day."
Ou Moyuan was silent for a while.
Then, he stood up by holding onto the wall. His voice was hoarse and smelled like a stinking ditch. "Okay, but you have to give me 500,000 yuan first. Don't even think about getting something for nothing with me."
The man smiled and said cheerfully, "Okay, but you have to follow my plan."
Ou Moyuan nodded.
His life now has no hope, he is even worse than a dog. The disparity in his life makes him want to die every day. Now there is a road in front of him, and he has no choice.
Don’t say anything, Bian Zhi, you’re already one year old.
Even if he was asked to kill his own mother right now, he would not hesitate.
Ou Moyuan received 100,000 yuan in cash that day. The other party was very cautious and was afraid that his account information would be checked, so he was only willing to provide cash, 100,000 yuan a day, for 50 consecutive days.
When he got the first sum of money, Ou Moyuan walked into a high-end luxury store in tattered clothes. After spending all the 100,000 yuan, he walked out of the store in a neat and tidy manner.
Walk straight towards the Chinese medicine hospital.
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