Kuai Chuan, fall in love with a fairy

Chapter 866 This killer is not too cold (5)

There was only one dim street light on at the dark intersection, and the police rushed over immediately after receiving the report, looking at the murderer who was knocked unconscious by the side of the road.

The man fell to the ground, covered in blood, but not dead.

This man was the murderer they had been looking for. Because he was a repeat offender, he was extremely cunning. The police searched for a long time but found no clues. Tonight, they suddenly received a report from another stranger, saying that he was here.

The young policeman looked at the man's miserable condition and frowned.

"Captain, who helped us here?"

The old policeman crossed his hips: "It's not helping us."

He pointed to the man's tattered shirt: "Did you see this shirt? Do you think the tattered place looks like a letter?"

The young policeman took a closer look and was a little surprised.

"Like a 'Z'!"

The old policeman nodded: "Like is right."

This Z was known to the police for the first time because he beat a serial murderer to death and threw him at the gate of the police station.

But he wasn't helping the police. This killer Z was a loner, and he took jobs depending on his mood. He could be good or evil, but no one knew whether he was a man or a woman, what he looked like, or what age he was.

It is estimated that this time it was also because the murderer just happened to be hit by him.

The police gathered together to discuss something, but no one noticed the boy in black walking behind them.

The young man walked lightly, with a thin body and straight back, and his peaked cap was buttoned very low, covering most of his eyebrows and eyes. It wasn't until he walked a little farther that Chen Zui raised the brim of his hat and looked this way, his exquisite eyebrows and eyes were indifferent.

The street lamp illuminated half of the young man's face, with a smooth jaw and thin red lips. The young man had black hair and white skin, and his long and narrow phoenix eyes were slightly closed, like a ghost walking in the dark.

Chen Zui went back very late, and there was only one wall lamp on in the room.

He stood at the entrance and threw the gloves into the trash can, revealing his slender and beautiful fingers, and there was a red mark on his white wrist, dripping with blood.

The boy's brows and eyes were cold and calm, he wiped off the blood with his hand, and frowned in disgust.

He looked up, but saw He You in pajamas.

He's ankle was much better again, she rubbed her eyes, her voice was vague and hoarse.

"You came back very late today."

She waited and fell asleep.

Chen Zui didn't speak, and bypassed her to go to the bathroom to wash his hands.

There was a very small wound on the palm, and it was painful under the stimulation of the cold water. The boy's brows and eyes were light, and he rinsed repeatedly.

He followed slowly, and yawned behind him.

"Are you not happy?"

The teenager's mood has always been cold, but now he looks a little depressed.

Chen Zui lowered his long eyelashes, his bony fingers were already red from being rubbed, but he was still washing them carefully.

If that scumbag hadn't bumped into him, Chen Zui wouldn't have made a move. The young man doesn't have such a noble sense of justice. He doesn't distinguish between right and wrong when doing things, he only depends on his mood.

But one thing is for sure, he hates trouble.

But the rescued little trouble behind him was still rambling, his soft voice beating on his heart bit by bit, slightly itchy.

Chen Zui raised his hand and touched his ear.

He wondered again why on earth he wanted to keep this little trouble.

He followed behind him again, seeing Chen Zui's hands after washing for so long was a bit strange, so he poked his head out and took a look.

The boy's fair and beautiful fingers are now red, and there are small wounds visible to the naked eye on the fingertips, but he seems to feel no pain, and starts to wash again with his eyes down.

He frowned again, and turned off the tap.

Chen Zui was slightly taken aback, and looked up at her, the light brown eyes reflected a little bit of light.

He held his cold fingers again and wrapped them in a towel, his tone full of disapproval.

"After washing for so long, no matter how dirty it is, it should be cleaned."

With his fingers wrapped in a towel, Chen Zui pursed his lips, but did not escape.

He tugged at his sleeve again, and stretched his feet to pull him out.

Her ankle is bad and she can't stand for a long time.

Chen Zui stood still.

If he didn't move, He You couldn't drag him out at all.

He sighed again, and looked at him aggrieved.

"I can't pull you."

The young man is clearly indifferent and indifferent, but he most despises He You's appearance.

Chen Zui took a step forward.

He held the small medicine box dug out from under the coffee table again, and raised his chin at Chen Zui.

"hand."

Chen Zui didn't move, his eyebrows and eyes were cold.

"Need not."

Such a small injury, the boy never cared about it.

He frowned again, emphasizing persistently.

"hand."

Chen Zui felt that this little trouble was too annoying.

But he held out his hand.

The girl's palm was soft, much smaller than his. Chen Zui had long eyelashes hanging down, his thoughts gradually diverged, and his eyebrows and eyes relaxed.

There were shallow and small wounds on Su Bai's palm. Because the wounds were too small and densely distributed, they were a bit difficult to deal with. He hesitated for a while, and simply wrapped them all up with bandages.

Chen Zui looked at his palm, which was covered with a thick layer of bandage, and shook it tentatively.

The bandage was too thick to hold at all.

The young man frowned lightly.

The original palm was only a little skinned, but now it is affecting the movement a little.

He saw his thoughts again and became a little wary.

"Do not dismantle."

She worked so hard to pack it.

Although it is ugly and cumbersome, it cannot be dismantled.

Chen Zui didn't move anymore.

Under the light, the boy's hair was soft and fluffy, and he looked very obedient with drooping eyebrows and eyes.

He packed up the medicine box again and discussed things with him.

"I want to find a job tomorrow."

It's not a thing to stay here all this time.

The original owner, Lin Yang, was a weak little white flower, and it was all thanks to Zhao Tan to regain the shares, but Zhao Tan helped her not only because he liked her, but also because of many interests.

In other words, as long as the benefits are more, Zhao Tan will also be willing to help her.

But He has no intention of looking for him yet, and the timing is not right yet.

She planned to go out and find a job to pass the time, and she had to find a place where Lin Chi would not easily meet her.

Chen Zui raised his eyes, his eyes were pale.

He couldn't see what emotion he was in, so he blinked his eyes.

"I can't be bored at home all the time. It's good to go out and find a job to make some money."

She moved towards Chen Zui: "Do you disagree?"

Chen Zui has no reason to disagree.

The boy stood up, he was tall, with a warm yellow chandelier above his head, the warm yellow was reflected in his eyes, and the color of his eyes became lighter.

His voice was also cold and his emotions were inexplicable.

"what ever."

Chen Zui turned on the lamp in the bedroom and stood quietly for a long time.

He was inexplicably irritable, and he reached out to tear off the obstructing bandage, but his fingertips landed on it but stopped.

The boy buried himself in the quilt, and closed his eyes gloomily.

He heard the small sound of turning off the lights outside, the sound of a girl walking, and finally the sound of the door next door closing.

Chen Zui bit his lip, feeling inexplicably irritated.

(End of this chapter)