The book-crossing case happened! The villains all want me to go to jail

"Where did he go? Is he in danger?" Zhao Heng had been searching everywhere around the village for the past few days, but there was no trace of Xie Xuan'an. When he was about to call the police, a villager came running over.

"The young man who came to teach got into a fight with someone over there!"

Zhao Heng's heart suddenly tightened, and an ominous premonition arose spontaneously, as if darkness was about to swallow everything. He didn't have time to think about it, and ran in the direction pointed by the villagers.

The road in this mountainous area was rugged and bumpy. Zhao Heng ran all the way, with only the whistling wind and his own violent heartbeat in his ears. The heartbeat was roaring like a war drum, and the worry in his heart became heavier, as if a mountain was pressing on his heart. His pace became faster and faster, and various bad scenes kept appearing in his mind.

Finally, he arrived at the scene. Xie Xuan'an was in the upper hand at first, his eyes were full of anger and determination, and every punch was filled with endless rage. But when he saw Zhao Heng rushing over from afar, he suddenly felt a little hesitant and afraid. He was afraid that Zhao Heng would see him so out of control, and afraid of losing Zhao Heng's trust and friendship. So, he deliberately stopped attacking and let the burly man pin him to the ground and beat him up.

The burly man was full of doubts: "This guy was about to beat him to death just now, how come he suddenly has no strength to fight back?" But his anger had already clouded his mind, and he beat Xie Xuan'an without any care, leaving him covered in bruises.

Finally, Zhao Heng arrived and saw a scene that made him both angry and distressed.

Xie Xuan'an was being pinned to the ground and beaten violently by a burly man. His face was full of pain and bleeding from many places. His expression seemed as if he was begging for mercy from fate.

Zhao Heng's eyes opened wide as if fire was about to burst out of them. He rushed forward desperately, trying to stop the burly man.

"Stop it!" Zhao Heng roared, his voice becoming hoarse with anger, like the roar of a wounded beast.

However, the burly man didn't listen at all, and with a wave of his strong arm, he pushed Zhao Heng and made him stagger. Zhao Heng stood firm and rushed forward again, fighting a desperate battle with the man.

He swung his fists at the opponent randomly, with only one firm thought in his mind: he must not let Xie Xuan'an get hurt again. But each of his punches seemed so weak. After all, the burly man was strong and sturdy, and Zhao Heng was soon beaten black and blue.

At this moment, Zhao Heng caught a glimpse of a large rock nearby. He picked it up without hesitation and smashed it on the burly man's head with all his strength.

There was a muffled "bang" sound, and the burly man groaned and fell to the ground.

When Xie Xuan'an saw this scene, he was stunned. He didn't expect Zhao Heng to do such an extreme thing for him, but he simply lay down on the ground.

Zhao Heng was breathing heavily, his hands were shaking, he couldn't believe he was so impulsive, and hurriedly wiped off the fingerprints that might have been left on the stone. At this moment, he had no time to think about it, and hurriedly helped Xie Xuan'an up and rushed to the small clinic.

In the small clinic, the doctor quickly started treatment. Zhao Heng waited anxiously, his heart hanging in his throat, as if time had frozen. He paced back and forth, his hands tightly clasped together, his eyes never leaving Xie Xuan'an's bed, and he prayed silently in his heart: "Xie Xuan'an, you must be okay."

In the next few days, Zhao Heng took good care of Xie Xuan'an. Xie Xuan'an was sometimes unconscious and sometimes awake. When he was awake, his mood was unstable. Sometimes he looked around indifferently, as if he was full of resentment towards the world, and sometimes he was grateful for Zhao Heng's care, with a hint of warmth in his eyes.

In the clinic, Xie Xuan'an was seriously injured, with varying degrees of injuries to his arms and legs, making it extremely difficult for him to move. Zhao Heng took the initiative to take full responsibility for taking care of him, feeding him, wiping his body, and taking care of him meticulously.

Sometimes, when Zhao Heng brought food to Xie Xuan'an, Xie Xuan'an looked cold and silent, just swallowing the food mechanically, as if he had lost his soul. Zhao Heng was full of doubts, but thinking that Xie Xuan'an might be depressed due to his injury, he comforted him more patiently.

"Xuan'an, don't be discouraged, you will definitely get better." Zhao Heng said softly, his voice as gentle as a spring breeze.

Sometimes, Xie Xuan'an would eat the food Zhao Heng fed him with a happy expression, with an unfathomable cunningness in his eyes, as if he was hiding some secret.

When it was time to wipe the body, Zhao Heng's hands were shaking slightly, and he carefully helped Xie Xuan'an unbutton his clothes. Xie Xuan'an was not mobile, so Zhao Heng had to help him take off most of his clothes. When Xie Xuan'an's sturdy figure gradually appeared in front of Zhao Heng, Zhao Heng felt dry mouth, hot cheeks, and panic in his heart.

He couldn't help but wonder in his heart, with such a strong body, how could he not beat that burly man at that time? But this thought only flashed through his mind, because he always trusted Xie Xuan'an in his heart.

Zhao Heng brought a basin of warm water, soaked the towel repeatedly, and carefully wiped the sweat off Xie Xuan'an's body. At this moment, Xie Xuan'an opened his eyes dazedly and looked at Zhao Heng with a dazed look.

"Thank you, you've worked hard." Xie Xuan'an's voice was weak and sleepy.

Zhao Heng met his gaze and suddenly felt as if his face was burning with fire, and a feeling of shyness instantly spread throughout his body. But he still pretended to be calm, looked directly into Xie Xuan'an's eyes and said, "It's okay, I should take care of you, we are brothers." But when he said this, he felt it was against his will, and the uneasiness in his heart quietly spread, growing wildly like weeds.

However, when he looked down and saw Xie Xuan'an's slender legs, Zhao Heng's hand paused unconsciously, and an indescribable impulse flashed through his heart, but he immediately suppressed this inappropriate thought and told himself that this was just normal care between brothers. He gently touched the tight muscles on the legs through the towel, breathing slightly faster, and then quickly gathered his mind and continued to wipe Xie Xuan'an carefully.

As the days passed, Xie Xuan'an's injuries gradually improved.

One day, the sun shone through the window onto Xie Xuan'an's bed, and he was finally able to sit up. The sun seemed to be the dawn of hope. Zhao Heng watched him recover day by day, and the stone in his heart slowly fell, as if the haze was gradually dissipating.

"Zhao Heng, I want to go out for a walk." Xie Xuan'an said.

Zhao Heng nodded and helped him out of the clinic. The air outside was fresh and the breeze made people feel relaxed, as if all their troubles were blown away by the wind.

Just as they were enjoying this moment of peace, there was a sudden commotion in the village. It turned out that another murder had occurred, and the victim's death was exactly the same as the previous serial murders. His fingernails were pulled out, his body was covered with wounds, and his internal organs were also chopped up.

The deceased was the burly man.

Who committed this new murder?