Chapter 98 Danger Approaches
With one hand holding a flashlight and the other gripping a pistol tightly, Xu Zhi slowly moved forward, following the trail of blood.
He took each step with extreme caution.
As he went deeper, the bloodstains became more and more obvious.
They eventually converged in one place.
Xu Zhi held his breath and slowly aimed the beam of his flashlight at the end of the bloodstain.
A small, delicate body knelt silently in the center of the church, its back to him—a very unusual posture.
The girl's hands were tied behind her back, her head was down, and her body was leaning slightly forward.
From this angle, she looks as if she is repenting for her sins.
Xu Zhi's heart stopped, and his hands were trembling.
The figure from behind gave him a strange sense of familiarity.
He struggled to control his emotions and slowly approached the corpse.
As he slowly moved the beam of his flashlight to the face of the corpse, he saw a young and familiar face.
It is Tang Xiaoman.
The little girl who made a promise with him.
His hand was completely frozen in mid-air.
Then it started to tremble, and the beam of the flashlight also shook.
He couldn't believe that the person who died was Tang Xiaoman.
The murderer will retaliate against him in this way.
Tang Xiaoman's innocent smile echoed in his mind, but now she lay there quietly, dying in such a painful way.
Xu Zhi felt as if his heart had been violently clenched, and he felt an uncontrollable surge of anger and grief within him.
He roared almost with all his might, "If you have the guts, come at me! What crime could a seven-year-old child have committed?"
His voice echoed in the church.
However, no one responded.
There was only deathly silence.
"Come out! Come out here!"
Xu Zhi roared again, his voice trembling.
He knew the murderer must still be nearby.
He scanned every corner of the church with the beam of his flashlight, but there was nothing there except some dilapidated tables and chairs and a statue.
Without any hesitation, he turned abruptly and rushed toward the church exit.
The killer must have just left; he must catch him.
As soon as Xu Zhi rushed out of the church, Xiao Wang ran over with an umbrella, looked at him anxiously, and asked, "Captain Xu, are you alright?"
Xu Zhi seemed not to hear him. His gaze kept sweeping around, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like he had gone mad.
"Captain Xu," Xiao Wang called out again.
Xu Zhi suddenly turned around and looked at Xiao Wang, his eyes becoming sharp.
Xiao Wang was so frightened that he took a step back.
Xu Zhi rushed over and grabbed Xiao Wang by the collar, saying in a stern tone, "Call Director Yuan immediately. Another murder has occurred here. Tell him to send more men. We must catch him."
After saying that, he chased after the enemy in one direction like a madman.
When Xiao Wang heard Xu Zhi say, "Another murder has occurred," he was shocked and immediately realized the seriousness of the situation.
He couldn't care less about Xu Zhi anymore and rushed into the church, trying to find the crime scene that Xu Zhi had mentioned.
However, after he entered the church...
Except for the body of a stray cat placed in the center of the church.
There was nothing there.
"Is Captain Xu playing a trick on me?"
Xiao Wang felt confused. He wanted to turn back and chase after Xu Zhi to ask him what was going on, but by then Xu Zhi had already disappeared from sight.
Xiao Wang had no choice but to take out his phone and report the situation to Yuan Jianhua.
Xu Zhi's mental state just now really frightened him.
...
Xu Zhi didn't know how long he had been running in the rain.
His clothes were already soaked through, rainwater mixed with sweat, streaming down his face.
Pedestrians on the street cast strange glances at him, but Xu Zhi paid no attention. He had only one thought in his mind: he had to find the murderer and make him pay for his crimes in blood.
He ran through the streets, his gaze sweeping over every pedestrian. Every figure seemed like the shadow of the murderer, and every breath he took was consuming his sanity.
Just then.
He saw a television set in the store playing an interview program.
In the video, a familiar figure appears on the screen.
Xu Zhi's gaze was drawn to the screen, and he recognized the person at a glance—the very murderer he was looking for.
“However, more than being afraid, I wanted to catch the bad guy. At that moment, I only had one thought in my mind: I couldn’t just watch him drag the child away. I didn’t care about anything else and just rushed forward on instinct.”
On the screen, the murderer is talking fluently to the camera, with a deliberate smile on his face, as if the crime he just committed had nothing to do with him.
Xu Zhi couldn't help but clench his fingers.
A murderer has become a hero and even appeared on television.
What could be more ironic than this?
At this point, the host's gaze fell on his right hand, and he asked curiously, "I see an injury on your right hand. Was this injury sustained during the fight?"
"No, this is an old injury."
Xu Zhi stared intently at the scar on his right hand, a sinister smile spreading across his face.
It matches up perfectly, it matches up perfectly.
That's the guy.
I've finally found you.
...
When Yu Qing got home, her eyelids kept twitching.
Arcs of electricity flickered outside the window.
Thunder rumbled continuously.
Yu Qing put down the book in her hand, no longer in the mood to read it.
He closed all the doors and windows tightly and went into the living room.
In the kitchen, Li Qiulan was chopping vegetables.
Suddenly, there was a loud "bang".
A bowl fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
Yu Qing rushed into the kitchen: "Mom, are you alright?"
Li Qiulan was covering her injured finger when she gave him a reassuring smile: "It's nothing, I just accidentally cut my hand."
Yu Qing turned around and rummaged through the cabinet to find a band-aid, handed it to Li Qiulan, and then pushed her out of the kitchen: "I'll do it. You can go to the living room and watch TV for a while, and wait for dinner."
As he spoke, Yu Qing walked to the stove, took the half-cut vegetable from Li Qiulan, and skillfully began to wield the knife.
Li Qiulan sat on the sofa, turned on the TV, and an interview program was playing.
Upon seeing Lu Chi on the screen, she immediately showed a surprised expression: "Is this Lu Chi? How come he's on TV? He seems like a completely different person."
Yu Qing peeked out and said, "He's just not wearing his glasses and has a new hairstyle. He's naturally good-looking, it's just that the glasses have masked his good looks."
Li Qiulan was increasingly satisfied as she looked at the speech, and exclaimed, "Look at him, look at his speech, it's so well-structured, just like a leader's. Kids with good grades are just different."
Yu Qing was speechless.
He thought to himself that if it weren't for his cleverness in preparing a draft for Lu Chi in advance, Lu Chi, that blockhead, probably wouldn't have been able to utter a single word for a long time.
All the credit goes to him.
"Oh, right, give Xiao Lu a call and ask him to come over for a casual meal," Li Qiulan suddenly said.
Yu Qing stopped what she was doing.
After thinking about it, I realized it made sense.
So he put down the cleaver, wiped his hands on his apron, and then took out his phone to call Lu Chi, but the phone was always switched off.
For some reason, he had a bad feeling about it.
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