The footsteps stopped outside the door, but no one opened the door immediately. It was not until more than a minute later that the sound of turning the doorknob was heard.
Yang Shushu tried her best to maintain the posture she had when she woke up and lay there. She could feel someone walking to her side, then stepping over her body as if passing a dead object, coming to the bedside and sitting down.
"Hengheng, I'm back. Did you sleep well?"
Zuo Jinheng did not pretend to be unconscious. He needed to stay awake. He looked at the man, and only then did he see his true face.
She was very young, in her twenties, perhaps even younger than him, with regular and delicate features, but her slender eyes looked unusually gloomy, as if a violent storm was pressing down there, ready to bring about madness at any moment.
The look he gave Zuo Jinheng seemed affectionate at first glance, but it was also chilling. If someone was a little more timid, they might have been scared to tears.
But Zuo Jinheng looked at him and even smiled his usual carefree and sunny smile: "Not bad, but I can't move my body. I feel numb all over."
The man seemed to have expected that he would speak, and was not surprised. He smiled happily and said, "It's okay, just wait until tomorrow. Today, just watch me make you a beautiful gift."
Speaking of gifts, the man became completely excited. He stood up from the bed and said, "Wait a minute, show me the good stuff." Then he turned around and hurried out of the room. Although Yang Shushu didn't see
Yang Shushu took this opportunity to secretly open her eyes and glance at Zuo Jinheng, then asked him with her mouth: "What's going on?"
Zuo Jinheng frowned and shook his head. He had a vague feeling that things might not be going well.
At this time, the footsteps came back again. Yang Shushu quickly closed her eyes, and then she heard the footsteps approaching, and it seemed that there was something heavy being dragged next to it?
The sound of metal rubbing against the floor was inexplicably frightening. Even though Yang Shushu considered herself extremely brave, she began to get scared. Sweat silently seeped out of her forehead, and she lost the courage to take a look.
Lin Yue dragged the black leather bag to the bedside, then squatted down, unzipped the bag, and took out the items one by one as if presenting a treasure. He lined them up beside the bed, and then explained them one by one like a child showing his favorite toy to an adult: "This is a cleaver, you can cut the meat off the bones piece by piece. This is a bayonet, it can pierce the human body in one go. And this one, this one, this little axe is my favorite, it's very sharp, it can chop bones very quickly, and this one, this one, use this to absorb all the blood first, so you don't have blood everywhere, which is dirty, isn't it great?"
He looked up at Zuo Jinheng like a child waiting to be praised. The forced smile on Zuo Jinheng's face could no longer be maintained. He asked in a trembling voice, "You...what are you going to do?"
Lin Yue tilted his head, his eyes as innocent as a child: "Of course I want to make her disappear forever. Originally, I didn't want Hengheng to see dirty things, but that little rascal was too shameless. He let them lose the fat meat that I personally handed to them. But fortunately, this piece of meat is not only dirty and smelly, but also stupid. It came to my door by itself. Then I will clean her up and give her to Hengheng as a gift. Hengheng will definitely like this gift. He will be with me forever and will never smile at those annoying women again, right?"
He suddenly threw himself to the side of the bed, the axe under his arm, his face close to Zuo Jinheng, his twisted eyes like a whirlpool, trying to drag Zuo Jinheng in.
Beads of sweat the size of beans oozed out of Zuo Jinheng's forehead. For the first time in his life, he truly tasted the feeling of fear. He never knew that fear could shrink a person's heart into a small ball, and the compression force almost made a person burst.
Yang Shushu fell to the ground, already trembling with fear. Now she clearly realized that this time was completely different from the last time.
Last time, the other party's target was Mu Shicang, and he didn't want to kill them. He wanted to ruin Mu Shicang's reputation. But this time, the madman's target was clearly her, and he really wanted to kill her.
As she listened to him introduce the knives to Zuo Jinheng one by one, she could imagine how she would be killed.
First bleed, then flesh out, then dismember—
Yang Shushu screamed in her heart: "Mu Shicang, I was wrong. You're not schizophrenic, seriously! Really! There's no one more normal than you in this world. This person is mentally ill, absolutely mentally ill. Damn it, who are you talking to? Didn't you come to pick me up? You wouldn't even look for your own wife if she was missing?"
Mu Shicang suddenly sneezed at this moment. He was not in Mu Yuan's office at the moment, but judging from the furnishings here, it should also be a conference room, just slightly smaller than Mu Yuan's.
"Boss?" The man in black sitting next to him looked at him with concern.
He shook his head. "That's all right. Transfer all the surveillance footage near this night market to my computer. At the same time, based on the information provided by the police station about the three hooligans, search for the man they described within their area of activity."
"Yes." Five men in black in the conference room began typing away on their computers.
This is Mu Shicang's private company, just an inconspicuous security company. He seldom goes to this company. The main purpose of establishing this company was to find the murderer who killed his parents. After that, after he came back from training with the mercenary army, he brought back a few people and handed the company over to these people. He rarely asked about it.
There are not many people here, and if it weren't for some bad past, they would be top talents in any field.
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Yang Shushu had never been so scared in her life. Even if she wanted to pretend to faint, she couldn't do it. Lin Yue might have felt her breathing rate increase due to fear, but he didn't even look back at her. He just looked at Zuo Jinheng with an obsessed look: "Hengheng, does her breathing sound like a pig? Hahahaha... Very funny, right? A pig, a pig, a pig can only be slaughtered, right? She actually wanted to defile you, hahaha, Hengheng, you have to be afraid, wait until I slaughter this pig, and you will be clean. Come, now I will help you sit up, and you can slowly watch me slaughter the pig."
Zuo Jinheng's pupils trembled with fear. The moment the hand reached out, he shouted sternly, "Don't touch me."
Lin Yue's hand paused, first with a look of confusion, then a look of grievance: "Hengheng, I'm not dirty, look at my hands, they're so clean."
He waved his hand in front of Zuo Jinheng's eyes. Zuo Jinheng's eyes followed his hand and suddenly said, "You said you liked me, but you treated me like this. I couldn't even move. Do you call this liking me? You clearly hate me."
A childlike panic suddenly flashed across Lin Yue's face: "How could it be, how could it be, I like Hengheng the most, how could I hate Hengheng?"
As he was about to hug him, Zuo Jinheng stopped him again in a stern voice: "I said, don't touch me. If you really like me, at least let me move, right?"
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