Quick cure: After the yandere boss turns black

There is a bad feeling.

The origin of this premonition was unclear, but Su Wan subconsciously associated this feeling with Mu Qing.

He took out his mobile phone and dialed Mu Qing's number.

There was always no one on the other side.

It seemed to confirm something.

...

"squeak--"

The black luxury car stopped on the deserted cement road.

The assistant held the steering wheel tightly and looked ahead.

The high beams hit the road, clearly showing the mottled dark red traces in the eyes.

There are so many of them that it’s frightening.

It's hard to imagine what happened here to leave so much blood.

The assistant's voice was trembling, "Master..."

Behind me, I heard a "click" sound as the car door was pushed open.

The assistant was breaking out in a cold sweat, "Master, you'd better not go down there..."

But it was too late.

Su Wan opened the door and came down. Qing Juan's face was expressionless at this time, and his eyebrows showed a bit of cold murderous aura.

When he saw the situation on the road, his eyes darkened.

Several images suddenly popped into my mind.

It was also the same dark night, with such rough cement floor.

The difference is that under the quiet moonlight, in a thick pool of blood, there is a figure lying. The pure white shirt glows slightly under the moonlight, and the lifeless energy around the body interweaves with a sense of decadence.

Everything in the picture was blurry, and the only thing that was clear was the flash of silver hair that looked like it was stained by moonlight.

Su Wan's figure shook a little, and with a "bang" sound, he pressed his hand on the car next to him to barely stabilize his body.

Those beautiful eyes were like gems slowly sinking into the deep pool, gradually being submerged by the dark substance.

His suddenly pale face, against his bright red lips, created a sickly and strange beauty.

broken……

The assistant looked away from the rearview mirror and quickly opened the car door and got out. He came to Su Wan, but did not dare to reach out and touch him, "Master..."

The assistant quickly calmed down, took out the medicine bottle from his pocket, poured out a few white pills in a panic, and handed them to Su Wan.

Su Wan walked forward without even looking.

Pushing the assistant's hand away.

The pills in his hand rolled to the ground.

The assistant looked at the extremely precious pills that were still rolling, worth thousands of gold, and didn't bother to pick them up, and hurriedly followed Su Wan.

Su Wan's eyes were in a trance.

The picture in front of me is this road for a while, and another pale and deserted rooftop with a full moon shining high in the sky.

He couldn't tell the difference between reality and dream.

The air was filled with a rich and sweet smell of blood, which was nauseating.

A figure stood in front of him.

The assistant almost burst into tears, "Master, please stop looking. Let's go back first. I will bring Miss Mu back to you safely..."

"Get out of the way." Su Wan's voice was as cold as an ice blade that could penetrate the heart.

She knew clearly that he would not do anything to her, but the terrifying aura on his body still made the assistant tremble.

He was still hesitating.

Su Wan directly told him to push away and continued to walk towards the mottled blood stains.

The closer I got, the stronger the smell of blood became.

Su Wan bit her lower lip slightly, her hands hanging by her sides trembling uncontrollably.

This is sickness.

Su Wan has had this weird illness since he was a child, and he can't find the source.

He rarely fell ill.

The only clear trigger was the large amount of blood.

When sick, symptoms such as anxiety, chest tightness, rage, splitting headaches, and even coma may occur in more severe cases.

The first few times I got sick, my symptoms were mild.

The first serious episode was when he was 14 years old.

While going somewhere, I witnessed a tragic car accident in the car.

Such large amounts of bright red and dazzling blood had appeared in his dreams countless times.

Su Wan continued to walk forward, his clean shoes stepping on the blood. He raised his head helplessly and looked around blankly.

But there was nothing, not the person he was looking for.

Apart from blood stains and tire marks from vehicles running over the ground, there were no other clues.

Su Wan took out her cell phone with trembling hands and dialed Mu Qing's number.

"Jingle Bell……"

A series of cell phone ringtones came from somewhere.

Su Wan looked up, and his face was hidden in the darkness, leaving only his eyes shining clearly.

That place was an abandoned front house.

There are no doors or windows, and the steps go up high.

Mu Qing walked out of the darkness and turned on the flashlight of her phone.

A beam of light pierced the darkness and enveloped the young man.

The dazzling white light made Su Wan squint his eyes slightly.

He couldn't clearly see Mu Qing hiding behind the beam of light, and could only vaguely see her flowing silver hair.

Mu Qing's calm voice reached her ears, "Good evening."

Obviously, she was not surprised at all by the sudden appearance of Su Wan and her assistant.

Su Wan hasn’t spoken yet

The assistant's fearful voice sounded, "Master, there is another person here..."

Su Wan looked over.

In the dimly lit corner, a person was lying upside down.

I could vaguely see him wearing a black suit. He was quite tall. He should be a man.

Mu Qing's voice sounded again at this time, "Sorry, let me deal with it first."

Mu Qing said as she turned off the flashlight, walked down the steps, walked to the corner, dragged the big man by his back collar, and pulled him into the front room again.

A long trail of blood was dragged on the ground.

During the whole process, the big guy didn't move at all.

Presumably dead.

Mu Qing's movements were extremely fast, with a sense of proficiency as if he had done it countless times, which frightened the assistant.

Who is Miss Mu?

terrible!

He seems to be very good at destroying corpses and eliminating traces.

Mu Qing quickly came out of it and came to Su Wan. She tilted her head slightly, with a slight curve at the corner of her mouth, and her weak and pale face showed some harmless meaning.

She glanced at the time on her phone and said, "Is it still too late to go have dinner?"

But no one responded.

Mu Qing looked up.

The young man in front of him seemed to have suddenly lost his support and collapsed to the side.

"Master!" The assistant looked frightened and rushed over.

The other pair of hands was faster than him.

Mu Qing paused briefly, then calmly stretched out her arms and pulled Su Wan into her arms.

Su Wan's fair face rested on her shoulder, his eyes closed, and his thick eyelashes were long and curled, hanging low on his eyelids like small fans.

The assistant came to his side.

Mu Qing slowly raised her hand and wiped the sweat from Su Wan's temples.

The weather is slightly cooler now.

But he was covered in sweat.

Mu Qing: "What's wrong with your young master? Are you dizzy?"

The assistant smiled awkwardly, "No, there is something wrong with our young master."

This sounds a little weird.

If Miss Mu dislikes the young master because of these words, he will be killed by the young master.

The assistant quickly made up for it, "It's just a little problem."

Mu Qing looked up at the sky, "It seems that we can't finish dinner."

She picked up the boy and walked towards the car.

The assistant was stunned for a second, then quickly followed them, walked a few steps, and couldn't help but look back.

The deserted street where no one came, the dark stains of blood on the ground - a bright murder scene.