Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

He gritted his teeth, the veins on his forehead throbbing.

He is still very clear now, when he went back early that day, he found Zhou Hong rolling on the bed with another man.

Zhou Hong panted under the man: "He is just a worthless man, his resources have been robbed by others, and he still doesn't dare to ask for it back."

The man said, "If he wasn't a wimp, how could he take advantage of you and me?"

Zhou Hong laughed, "That's right, next time he publishes a drawing, I'll steal it for you."

He froze.

It turned out that the truth is like this.

He has been ghostwriting for the dean, but in the last few times, the paintings and sculptures he handed over to the dean were hung up first by others.

He was scolded by the dean, saying that he did it on purpose!It's stealing!
It is precisely because of this incident that the story of him stealing other people's achievements has also spread throughout the industry.

The dean threatened him: "No one dares to use you now. If you want to play tricks under my subordinates, your life will be over."

He can only work as a teaching assistant like a handyman in the art gallery, to be mediocre and earn a living.

The culprit turned out to be hiding by his side all along!
Immediately, blood rushed to his brain, and he went directly to the kitchen to get a kitchen knife and cut people.

The man went out without even having time to put on his trousers. Zhou Hong tightly hugged his leg, telling him not to be impulsive.

"She just hugged me naked like that, haha," Lian Hongjie smiled, "I really wanted to kill her just like that, but I knew I couldn't."

If he killed Zhou Hong like that, he is the murderer.

A fierce quarrel broke out between him and Zhou Hong. After the quarrel, he started to go back to his staff dormitory, bought a lot of books and videotapes about criminal investigation from the Internet, and watched them day and night, and finally made a The whole set of watertight plans.

Qiao Zhinuan's gaze just happened to fall on Lian Hongjie's hand.

For engravers, hands are life.

His fingers are long and beautiful when holding a carving knife.

But now, there are some small scars on the fingers, which look like they were scratched by a carving knife.

He suddenly changed his voice, "Do you know who the fourth woman is?"

Qiao Zhinuan didn't answer, and he didn't seem to want Qiao Zhinuan's answer, so he kept talking.

"It was a female university teacher I hooked up. She once lashed out at me on the Internet, saying that I was a scum and cancer in the industry! I changed my name to Lian Jie, forged my identity to get close to her, and sent him a courtship message. The love letter made her sink under my capture, she finally fell in love with me, and before the summer vacation, she made an appointment with me to go on a trip, and I took the opportunity to trick her here."

He showed his real identity to the other party. She was shocked, screamed in fright, and screamed hoarsely, from yelling to begging for mercy at the end.

He sneered, as if he was a sympathizer standing on a high place overlooking all living beings.

Human nature is so sad and so dirty.

He didn't gag her, just tied her to the pillar like that, and read to her. She once published an article criticizing him, and she was merciless with the knife.

His story was finished, and his knife was sharpened.

He carefully placed each of the sharp knives in the box, and looked at Qiao Zhinuan: "Aren't you afraid?"

Qiao Zhinuan didn't move.

She had expected it since he came back.

He didn't bring her something to eat today, but he was sharpening his knife.

"Aren't you afraid you don't have to die?" Qiao Zhinuan asked back.

Now, it was Lian Hongjie's turn to be stunned.

He looked at Qiao Zhinuan, "You are the first one who didn't beg for mercy."

Qiao Zhinuan smiled bleakly at herself.

If begging for mercy can make him let her go, then she would rather beg for mercy.

Unfortunately, this person's obsession is too deep, even if he begs for mercy, it is impossible for him to let her go, so why bother?
Lian Hongjie opened the cage, pulled Qiao Zhinuan's rope, and pulled her out.

Her chains clanged and clanged.

In two days, she only drank half a bowl of millet porridge, and now she has no strength in her bones, and she is clamoring to give up.

Lian Hongjie pulled her up and tied her to an iron bed at the end.

The four chains on the wrists and ankles are tied to the four corners respectively.

Qiao Zhinuan stared blankly at the ceiling above her head.

A light bulb hangs from the ceiling.

A white light glows inside the bulb.

Her eyes were about to shed tears, but she opened her eyes desperately.

This is light.

In the dark, you can see and touch the light.

For such a moment, she should actually resent Mo Qing.

Even Mo Siting.

If it wasn't for him, she wouldn't be where she is today.

She really can't wait for him.

Qiao Zhinuan suddenly remembered that that night, before Mo Qing left, she said, "I'll wait for you to come back."

But he didn't come back.

She didn't wait either.

Lian Hongjie took alcohol to disinfect the knives in his hand, and the alcohol splashed to the ground, saying, "Today, those policemen are here again."

In Qiao Zhinuan's ashen eyes, a light flashed quickly.

They are still looking!

Qiao Zhinuan's stagnant mind seemed to come alive again because of Lian Hongjie's words.

She shouldn't give up.

Even if you will die sooner or later, if you can delay it for a while, it will be for a while!
Lian Hongjie lowered his head and looked at the knife in his hand as he looked at his lover, not noticing the change in Qiao Zhinuan's eyes.

He went on to say: "They must have doubts about me, but... I am a mute outside, I can't speak, even if they have doubts, they can only be suspicions, without real evidence."

"Why don't you leave the art gallery?"

Suddenly, Qiao Zhinuan's hoarse voice sounded.

Lian Hongjie paused for a moment, and looked at Qiao Zhinuan in surprise.

She has become a fish on the chopping board to be slaughtered by others, but she still has the heart to care about him?

He said: "Where else can I go? I am already a tainted figure, the industry has blacklisted me, and I will always..."

"You can," Qiao Zhinuan interrupted Lian Hongjie, "Even if there are stains, you can wash them away, not to mention, your stains are all dirty water splashed by others."

Lian Hongjie froze.

"You leave the art museum and start over. Now that the Internet is so developed, why do you want to be confined there? You can put your works on the Internet, you can submit articles by yourself, and you can earn your own life... "

Qiao Zhinuan coughed twice, her dry throat made her feel embarrassed when she said these words, her throat was itchy and sore, as if she was being pricked by a needle.

Lian Hongjie suddenly seemed to have been stabbed in the heart, with a distorted and hideous look on his face.

He suddenly grabbed her neck and pinched her hard.

"What's the use of saying this now! I'm a murderer! I'll never be cleared! You're just stalling for yourself now! Say it! Say it!"

He pinched Qiao Zhinuan's neck fiercely with both hands.

Qiao Zhinuan's face turned red quickly, as if all the blood in her body rushed to her head.

The suffocated breath completely suffocated her, the pain in her neck was no longer as good as her lungs that seemed to have been drained of air, she was like a whitebait discarded on the beach, turning over desperately, but still couldn't get any The moisture of water.

She was literally dying.

At this moment, there is only one person and one face in her head.

The man looked at her resolutely, "Jojo, wait for me."

Qiao Zhinuan's lungs seemed to be filled with a cloud of fresh air, and Lian Hongjie let go of her.

She breathed heavily, her chest heaved up and down, a thick black mist in front of her eyes gradually dispersed, and she saw the light bulb above her head again.

The tinnitus gradually disappeared, and she heard Lian Hongjie questioning her repeatedly.

"You said that just to delay yourself, don't you say it! You say it!"

Qiao Zhinuan couldn't speak, she just opened her mouth, and with her broken voice, enduring the severe pain, "Yes, I... want to live."

Lian Hongjie stared at her, a pair of black eyeballs stuck to her tightly.

Suddenly, he laughed out loud.

"But, it's too bad, you can't live anymore," he pulled out an art knife from the box and narrowed his eyes, "but don't worry, I will make you into a specimen, and your appearance will never change. "

He approached Qiao Zhinuan's throat with a knife.

The tip of the knife touched her throat lightly, "Don't worry, I will kill you with a knife, and you won't have any pain."

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The rental house is located in Pingyangtun.

In Ancheng, this area, many people who work in the city come here to rent houses, not because of the good environment here, but because of the cheapness.

How many people can't afford to live in a house in the city, so they can only come here to look for it.

A black low-key private car suddenly stopped downstairs.

Mo Qing took the navigation in his hand, determined the location of the specific rental house, and walked straight in.

The people next to him were forced to take two steps back by the sudden evil spirit on Mo Qing's body, and they were too afraid to move forward.

However, only Mo Qing knew how much oppression he was enduring right now.

His hands were clenched in the pockets of his windbreaker, and the knuckles of his fingers holding the handle of the pistol were raised.

Lian Hongjie's house is Room 305 on the third floor.

Mo Qing didn't have time to call the door, nor did he have time to find the key.

He lifted his foot directly, and kicked the heavy leather boots on the door lock. With a crisp sound, the door was knocked open.

But there was no one inside.

Mo Qing panted heavily.

impossible.

Where is Qiao Zhinuan?

He rushed in, like he was crazy, and walked around the room, his eyes were red with fire in his eyes.

Someone in the corridor heard the sound, and the sound of kicking footsteps rushed over.

"What do you do? Burglary! Hurry up and call the police!"

Mo Qing bent his elbows and fell over his shoulder, knocking the yelling man to the ground. The butler's elbow was pressed against his neck, his voice was cold and smeared.

"Where is Lian Hongjie?"

The man was thrown, and the bones in his body were about to fall apart. He was speechless in shock from Mo Qing's abrupt and cold voice.