Seeing that his first blow did not completely succeed, the man swung the hammer again. You Mingxu had been knocked to the ground by this time. Seeing this, he suddenly leaned under the chopping board, and his hammer hit the board. With a loud bang, the board broke and fell down.
You Mingxu looked up suddenly, and saw Deng Yao standing in the dim moonlight, holding a hammer, with his upper body naked, revealing his black bear-like muscles, his face ferocious, and his eyes extremely excited. That was clearly the look of a vicious beast, seeing its prey.
He is that person.
The man who attacked the girls in the dark, tortured and sexually assaulted them repeatedly, and finally broke their bones one by one with a hammer, folded them into a box as if they were his own works of art, and then threw them far away.
A dull man who has been silent for many years, standing at the bottom of society, hiding in a smelly house, and relying on his parents for life.
You Mingxu gritted her teeth and was about to pounce on his legs, but before she could make a move, she felt a sharp pain in her back. She knew something was wrong and glanced at Fan Jia's hand hanging down from above, and she felt a stinging pain in her eye sockets. She turned around and crawled towards the door.
Deng Yao dropped the hammer, opened the chopping board where she was hiding with both hands, and pounced over. He grabbed one of You Mingxu's ankles, and his hand was like a pair of pliers, trying to twist her apart. You Mingxu gritted her teeth and turned around, but the injury on her back was affected again and she kicked Deng Yao on the head. He did not dodge or evade. It was not easy to withstand a kick from You Mingxu. But he acted as if nothing had happened. He simply grabbed her other foot, dragged her out from under the table, and pounced on her.
You Mingxu twisted his body and dodged, and his attack missed. It happened in the blink of an eye. As strong and fierce as he was, the only weakness was that he was clumsy. You Mingxu became bolder and pounced on him, jumping onto his back. At this moment, she was like a monkey. She jumped up in a few seconds and simply rode on his head. She blocked his breath with her legs and punched him hard on the temple again and again.
Deng Yao suffered a loss this time. His face turned red, and the corners of his eyes were swollen from being hit by her. He felt dizzy and was spinning in place. He swayed back and forth, and You Mingxu nearly fell, but she clung to him tightly and threw several punches at him. He couldn't break free, so he grabbed her legs and began to twist them desperately. You Mingxu's whole body was shaking with pain, but he refused to let go. She knew that if the stalemate continued, both sides would suffer losses. What she was competing for was tenacity. She had to wait for even the slightest chance to kill the other party.
An iron rod hit You Mingxu dully from behind. Her arms and legs suddenly lost strength, and Deng Yao noticed it and threw her to the ground. You Mingxu fell to the ground like a piece of rag, his eyes were blurry and he couldn't even breathe.
Something cold pierced her neck and pulled her back forcefully. You Mingxu was suddenly startled and tried to pull it, but it was too late. The rope tightened instantly and the pain of suffocation came from her throat. She tried desperately to grab back with her hands but caught nothing.
Then she saw an upside-down face.
A face full of wrinkles, as old as stagnant water. She saw the white hair on his temples and the old man's dead fish eyes. There was almost no expression on his face, but the rope on his hands was gradually tightening.
It turned out that was the owner of the fingerprint.
At this juncture, this thought actually flashed through You Mingxu's mind. The father and son hid in an inconspicuous butcher shop deep in the city, in this deep slaughterhouse. An old wife who is seriously ill and paralyzed, and a single son who is looked down upon by everyone. They kidnapped lone girls and made them their life sacrifices.
You Mingxu no longer had any strength in his body and his vision gradually became blurred. In a daze, she saw Deng Yao's iron tower-like figure slowly approaching. He raised the hammer in his hand towards her.
Just for a moment.
It only took one blow and she would be like them, with her skull broken and plummeting into hell.
Strangely, at this moment, You Mingxu did not feel very scared, her mind was calm. She knew she had no chance of survival and would die. But her gaze finally fell on Fan Jia not far away, and she felt a huge grief, like a giant beast in the middle of the night, about to swallow her in one gulp.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Fan Jia. I will die with you, I will go with you.
besides……
A handsome and vivid face appeared before her eyes. At this moment, many Yin Fengs seemed to rush towards her at the same time. The ignorant child crawling out of the sleeping bag, the aggrieved guy sitting in the corridor of her house, the lonely man sitting in the four walls of reasoning, and his eyes full of joy after the kiss, and finally she resting her head on his arms, refusing to look at him. He gently hugged her from behind, but in fact he had already held her in his arms...
You Mingxu's tears fell, and he felt as if his entire chest was exploding with pain. This is bad, she thought, this is bad, if he finds out she is dead, he will cry like a madman. You Yingjun no longer has a companion. But I, but I really have one foot in hell and I can't climb out. My breath was almost caught in my throat.
The intense pain and feeling of suffocation made You Mingxu even weaker and more powerless. Her hands were grasping at the ground in vain.
I'm sorry, Yin Feng. She only had time to think.
From now on you will have no one to protect you. You Mingxu was useless. She couldn't even save her comrades and she was doomed too.
Once dead, you are dead. Once gone, you are gone.
You better be good to me. Once you recover your memory, probably...
You won't feel bad because of me.
But why, why do I feel so uncomfortable, my heart feels like it has been torn apart, and I will never be able to rest in peace again?
The hammer in Deng Yao's hand fell, and You Mingxu closed his eyes.
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When Yin Feng finished the polygraph test on Fu Wenxiu and walked out of the interrogation room, the sky outside was still pitch black. He looked at the empty corridor and was stunned for a moment.
Fu Wenxiu passed the polygraph test and he was not the person they were looking for.
But where was Ash?
During the polygraph test, Yin Feng's cell phone was on silent mode. He took it out and looked at it, then frowned and turned to go downstairs. Then, somehow, he started running.
There was a car of his parked in the police station compound, which Chen Feng had delivered a long time ago. For fear of upsetting You Mingxu, Yin Feng never brought his own people in and out of the police station. He drove to Deng's house alone. On the way, he took out his cell phone, turned to You Mingxu's number, hesitated for a moment, put it down, and called Xu Mengshan for emergency support.
When Yin Feng got off the car and ran to the entrance of the alley where Deng's family lived, he suddenly heard a shrill and miserable scream coming from Deng's family. The voice was out of pitch, but he could still recognize it as You Mingxu's voice. Yin Feng only felt his entire chest tremble, and then his nose began to feel sore. He rushed to the door of Deng's house like crazy, but the door would not open. He took out the lock-picking tool he carried with him every day from his pocket, glared at the lock with anger in his eyes, and with extremely steady hands, he opened the lock in two moves and rushed in. .
At a glance, the doors of the three rooms in the yard were ajar. There was a clanging sound in the slaughter room, and Yin Feng rushed in.
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