Quick Travel: Love will only affect the speed at which I draw my sword

Everything was running smoothly step by step, and Zhang Luojia returned to the Zhang family mansion.

Faced with the inquiries from Zhang's father and Zhang's mother, Zhang Luojia simply told the story of discovering that Feng Yi had an affair and had an illegitimate child, "The matter is not that simple. Feng Yi also found some other evil ways to steal my luck. Kill me and Xiaobao so that his precious son can be brought to his side openly."

Mother Zhang trembled angrily: "You really know people but don't know their hearts. Feng Yi promised me to treat you well, and he usually looks like a man of five or six. Why can't I see that he is such a cruel person?" .”

Zhang Luojia added: "I came back from Beijing a few days ago and wanted to talk to him clearly. I didn't expect that he actually had a gun. Fortunately, I am lucky, otherwise my parents would never see me again."

Father Zhang was stunned: "No wonder, it was me before..."

"No need to say anything else. You have to get used to saving face in this life, and I have long been accustomed to you. I just want to express my attitude today. Xiaobao, I plan to change my mother's surname back. I have no plans to divorce yet. .”

"Yes! Mom supports you. Just do it if you want to do it. Just say a word if you need anything." Zhang's mother said bitterly, and slapped Zhang's father hard: "Isn't that right, Old Zhang! Stop holding it all day long, we This makes people step on their faces! I’m not talking about you, why did Jiajia disappoint you since you were a child? "

Zhang's father suddenly stood up and said, "This man named Feng has lived a good life. Why don't you get a divorce? Why don't you get a divorce?"

Before Zhang Luojia could say anything, his cell phone rang again. After answering the call, Zhang Luojia smiled with satisfaction.

"Don't worry about it for now. I have my own plans and I won't make it easy for him. The police station called me just now and said that Feng Yi has some mental problems. I'll go over now."

"You're not pretending to be crazy to get bail, are you? Jiajia, Jiajia, slow down." Zhang's mother hurriedly followed her out and saw her daughter get into the car and drive away.

Zhang Luojia drove all the way to the police station and was taken to the visiting room by a handsome male police officer. As soon as he entered the room and saw Feng Yi, he was briefly shocked.

Although there was a transparent bulletproof glass, she could still see clearly.

In less than three or five days, Feng Yi had lost a lot of weight. His hair was as messy as a bird's nest. He was trembling and curled up on a chair, looking around in fear, and murmured: "There is a ghost. There’s a ghost.”

The policeman who accompanied him explained: "The prisoner's attitude was quite sincere and he wanted to be treated leniently, so he made a clean statement on the day he came in. But it turned out to be like this that night, and he kept shouting that there is a ghost, there is a ghost. When we started Everyone thought he was just faking it, but...but he."

The male policeman seemed to have something to hide, so he hesitated and whispered: "But the appearance and name of the ghost he mentioned were exactly the same as the death row prisoner who had committed a heinous crime a few days ago. We also hired experts to look at it. , confirming that the prisoner is indeed mentally insane now."

Zhang Luojia was not surprised at all, after all, she was the one who tampered with it. He said categorically: "Then send him directly to a mental hospital. I am his legal wife. I have the right to make the final say on these procedures."

"Uh..." The male policeman seemed to have not expected Zhang Luojia to say that, and was stunned.

"Isn't that right? A psychopath should stay where a psychopath should stay. After all, he is still an adult man with a strong body. If he gets sick and hurts people again at home or outside in the future, I can't stop him at all, so I'd better send him to the hospital directly. Going to a mental hospital is the easiest way.”

It seems to make some sense, but it always feels a little weird. The male police officer coughed dryly: "We are notifying you this time to ask for your opinion. Now that you have made a decision, we will start the process."

Zhang Luojia glanced at Feng Yi again. There was a black air hovering in the hall, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he followed the male police officer out to run the formalities.

The matter of sending Feng Yi to the mental hospital went smoothly. Feng Guoli and his wife came to make trouble. I don't know what Zhang's father showed them, so the couple went back without any fuss.

As for the mistress Dong Yuanyuan and the baby, they were even more silent.

Zhang Luojia arranged for a private detective to select two front-facing photos from the photos taken before, develop them and make them into large-character posters, and then found a few people to go to Dong Yuanyuan's company and the community where she lived in the middle of the night.

The Internet is so developed now that this matter became a hot search topic on the same day. In today's society, most people laugh at poverty but not at prostitution, but they are still very resistant to the mistress species.

Now Dong Yuanyuan is like a rat in the gutter, afraid to see the light of day. As soon as she goes out, someone will point fingers, and some will spit directly behind her back.

Mental hospital.

As a guardian, Zhang Luojia accompanied him all the way in. He took out two thick red envelopes at the door and gave them to the two medical staff holding Feng Yi. He said, "Can you two go out first? I have something to say." Tell him alone."

The two of them touched the thickness of the red envelope with a flash of surprise in their eyes, and said, "Ms. Zhang, is this a little unsafe? We are afraid that the patient's illness will harm your personal safety."

Zhang Luojia thanked them again and again for their kindness. The two looked at each other and threw Feng Yi, who was unconscious and depressed, on the bed and retreated.

He raised his head and glanced around the roof, and as expected, he found two surveillance cameras. One faced the bed and the other faced the door. To avoid the surveillance, Zhang Luojia flexed his two fingers slightly, and the two invisible brats were lying on the two cameras respectively.

Curling up in a circle, Feng Yi seemed to feel something and looked up, "Ghosts - there are really ghosts! Help -, my wife, I was wrong, my wife, please help me, go find the master and catch them all, I Give me money and I’ll give you money.”

I almost forgot that the Yin Gathering Talisman that was placed on Feng Yi's body has not been removed. It is precisely because of this thing that Feng Yi can sense and even see these 'things' more sensitively than ordinary people.

Feng Yi has been troubled by this invisible 'thing' for the past few days. His mind has indeed been partially damaged, but he has not turned into a fool. He probably also thought of pretending to be crazy to avoid legal punishment.

But regardless of whether he is really crazy or pretending to be crazy, Zhang Luojia is still quite satisfied with the current situation and has no intention of changing anything.

Zhang Luojia put his hand on his forehead and broke the Yin Gathering Talisman. Feng Yi rubbed his eyes in panic and looked around again, and slowly calmed down. He seemed to be unable to feel the existence of that kind of thing. Is this proof? It's safe.

He felt that Zhang Luojia was staring at him all the time. He didn't even dare to raise his head and buried his head between his knees.

It was Zhang Luojia who broke the calm first, saying in an indifferent voice: "Stop pretending to be Feng Yi, I know you are not crazy."

Feng Yi was unmoved and still curled up into a ball.

Zhang Luojia walked to the only sofa opposite and stood up and sat down. He crossed his legs with a smile on his face and said, "You really don't want to say anything? After all, this is the last time you have a normal conversation with others in your life. You won't even have the chance to be a normal person in the future. You Are you sure you don’t want to talk to me?”

Hearing this, Feng Yi slowly raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot, and his face twitched slightly: "I have never figured out when you knew it."

Zhang Luojia was thinking: "Which one are you asking? When did I know you were cheating or when did I know you were going to kill me to steal my luck? Or even kill Xiaobao?"

"Ho ho, ha ha ha ha, you know everything." Feng Yi leaned back against the wall: "It's just one move I missed, I admit it. Zhang Luojia, in fact, you and I are the same kind of people in essence, cruel and ruthless . Otherwise, you won’t choose to use the same method to find someone to deal with me. What does this mean? It’s just that I am not as lucky as you.”

If you don't reflect on yourself when a disaster is approaching, and you keep making excuses for yourself and blaming others for your problems, you are really hopeless.