what's in the depths

The red light was on in the operating room, and the chief surgeon saw Xue Fei's face, frowned, and couldn't help shaking his head:

"When can this kind of vulgarity be rectified?"

Xue Mingyuan sat at the door of the operating room, leaning upright against the wall and staring at the incandescent lamp above his head in a daze. After the anger, he was worried about the future of his own sister.

When sending my sister over, the doctor only took one look and said, "The stitches are too dense, even if the stitches are removed, there will be scars."

Xue Mingyuan took a deep breath and clenched his fists.

No matter how much money is spent, no matter how bleak the hope is, he will heal his sister's mouth, and he will make this group of animals who trample on others in disregard of the law pay a heavy price for life.

The sister's mourning and crying that can only be leaked from the nasal cavity, which can't be uttered with her mouth, is still in my ears until now, torturing myself.

If I had been more open-minded at the time, and had verified it several times from her so-called "friends", my sister would not have the result today.

The mother is also undergoing rescue in the operating room. Is it because of this useless garbage, because of their family's bad feudal customs, that my home will become a stepping stone to their glorious lintel?

Why.

The operation lasted for three hours, and the moment the lights in the operating room went out, Xue Mingyuan ran over without a trace, and tried to look in through the door.

The door opened, and the elderly doctor took off his mask, with a look of regret on his face, he shook his head slightly, and said softly:

"The wires have all been removed, but..."

Xue Mingyuan's hand hangs down weakly, and he stands quietly at the door of the operating room, until the sound of the hospital bed's rolling wheels sounds, and then he can barely raise his head, looking at Xue Fei who was pushed out of the operating room and was still in a coma.

There are so many pinholes on her beautiful lips that it is frightening just to look at them.

Xue Mingyuan walked over slowly, looked at her red eyes, couldn't help holding her hand, and gently stroked her long hair with the other hand, and kissed her eyes lovingly:

"Don't be afraid, brother is here."

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When Hawthorne returned to the base, he saw Fu Huaiyu sitting in the lobby drinking tea and watching a play like a normal person.

"Are you in a good mood?" Hawthorne sneered.

Fu Huaiyu looked up at him, pointed to the empty seat opposite, and said, "Sit."

"Stop sitting." Hawthorne took out the recording pen and threw it on Fu Huaiyu's desk, "If you see Captain Zhu, please pass this on to him for me."

Fu Huaiyu paused for a moment with the hand holding the teacup, then slowly raised his head: "Is he not with you?"

"I thought you knew where he went, but you didn't know his feelings, and you could enjoy tea and play in such a leisurely way. Should I say you are confident or you are big-hearted."

"What did you say."

"I haven't been able to contact him since the afternoon. Tong Si is still looking for him outside. Although the phone can be connected, but there are only strange noises in response. I asked the technical department to locate his mobile phone. service area."

Fu Huaiyu stood up suddenly, as if realizing that something was wrong: "Where did he go?"

"do not know."

As soon as the words fell, Fu Huaiyu picked up one coat and ran out of the base in great strides.

When I called, it turned out that, as Hawthorne said, there was only a strange reason for the noise.

Other than that, my first reaction was to go to Chu Rong.

Knocking on the door of Chu Rong's room, he saw that he was fully dressed, as if he was about to go out.

"Is Zhu Yuhan with you?"

Chu Rong saw Fu Huaiyu's appearance and smiled.

"Mr. Fu, you are really interesting, come to my place to find someone?"

"Where did he go!" Chu Rong's playful look even ignited the gunpowder barrel in his body.

"To be honest, I don't know, and even if you yell at me, you won't get any results." Chu Rong said, closing the door behind him, "It's almost time. As soon as possible, don't delay things so that they become more troublesome."

Looking at Chu Rong's leaving figure, Fu Huaiyu was stunned for a while, then looked up at the monitor installed in the corridor, feeling vaguely uneasy.

He ran back to the room, pulled out the suitcase, opened one of the boxes, took out the "old friend" he hadn't seen for a long time, pinned it on his waist, and turned it out through the window.

The branches under the cover of the night, like twisted and dry hands, stood on both sides of the road in a weird posture. In the bleak wind, it seemed that we could hear the sound of mourning and crying, full of resentment, mournful and helpless.

Quiet red, paper money all over the sky drifting with the wind.

Chu Rong put his hands in his pockets, and kept rubbing the needle tube in his pocket with his right hand.

He stood beside the wooden coffin, bowed silently, and then slowly pushed the coffin boards away.

The corpses inside had a tendency to rot, emitting an unpleasant stench.

And he didn't make any next move, just quietly looked at the corpse, as if waiting for an excellent opportunity.

After a lengthy silence, Chu Rong suddenly hummed a song. He seemed to be in a good mood. He calmly took out a mask from the toolbox and put it on. Then he took out a scalpel and carefully wiped it with alcohol paper.

The knife was turned upright, a cold light flashed, and a pair of malicious eyes were reflected on the surface of the knife.

Chu Rong smiled and said to himself, "I didn't expect to come here quite early."

Then, he put away the scalpel and took the needle out of his pocket.

With the sound of footsteps, with a hint of eagerness, he pretended not to notice, grabbed the man with his backhand when he underestimated the enemy, grabbed his carotid artery with two fingers, and pushed the needle in slowly.

After the man came back to his senses, all the anesthetics had been pushed in. The man covered his neck and took two steps back.

"Half an hour." Chu Rong said softly.

"Damn, what did you call me?" The man shouted angrily.

Taking a closer look, he looked familiar. He seemed to be a police officer under Captain Yang. He didn't talk much and had almost no sense of presence.

Chu Rong closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and curled up the corners of his mouth, as if enjoying the thrill of the other party's panic.

"Don't worry, it's just an anesthetic. I increased the dose for you for about half an hour. Get a good sleep. When you wake up tomorrow, everything will be over."

As he spoke, Chu Rong raised the needle tube in his hand at the police officer, wiped the needle clean, and put it back into the toolbox.

"You!" The police officer gritted his teeth, quickly took out a police gun from his pocket, and pointed it at Chu Rong, "Be sensible and get out of here, guns don't have eyes."

Chu Rong spread his hands indifferently: "If you are not afraid of criminal responsibility, just shoot. Who will die after all, sooner or later, but your bright future is hard to say. With a life on your back, do you think that you are your Captain Yang? Someone is taking care of things for you? Are you, too naive. "

Laughter with pride hovered in the cave.

"Why did you do this!" The last line of defense in the policeman's heart was broken step by step, and after a long while, he only asked this sentence.

"Why do I do this, don't you know the best? Don't think that there is really an impenetrable wall in this world. You think that the secrets are hidden seamlessly, but in fact, there is nowhere to escape."

Chu Rong turned his head and looked at the rotting corpse: "When I finish dissecting this corpse and find out the real cause of death, you won't even need to hide it, right?"

"Stop talking nonsense here, take off the mask if you have the courage, dare to do it or not?"

What a low-level aggressive method.

"Yes, I don't have the guts. After all, I can't die before the plan is realized. I'm really sorry." Chu Rong smiled.

The night wind blew and lifted his hair.

The sky full of stars indicates that tomorrow will be a long-lost sunny day.

It's a pity that Xue Fei, who had been looking forward to sunny days for a long time, couldn't feel it anymore.

"On a windy day, I tried to hold your hand;"

"But by chance, the rain gradually, so heavy that I can't see you;"

"How long before I can be by your side;"

The pure and warm singing sounded, bringing a sense of vitality to this lifeless building.

This is Chu Rong's favorite song. It doesn't have a cheerful melody, but it seems to reflect the current self.

Yeah, how long can I be by your side?

The effect of the medicine was getting stronger, and the police officer felt his legs were weak. Looking at this perverted person, panic spread, and he didn't dare to delay any longer. He leaned on the wall and stumbled back like a soft-legged shrimp.

"Three seconds." Chu Rong opened his eyes, looking at the man who was eager to escape.

"Two seconds."

The man's legs gave way and he fell to the ground, and the police gun in his hand was thrown out immediately.

The bell rang, twelve strokes dull and dull.

Not far away, the figure hidden in the darkness gradually became clear.

Tong Si came over, looked at the man on the ground, and kicked him to make sure he was unconscious, then ran to Chu Rong's side step by step.

"Are you here early?" Looking at Chu Rong, he asked in a daze.

Chu Rong nodded, pointing to the corpse in the wooden coffin: "Put him in a body bag first, transport him back, and make a quick decision."

Tong Si responded, quickly opened the body bag with his hands and feet, and went to lift the body in a desperate manner.

I lifted it halfway and thought it was wrong, but when I turned around, I saw Chu Rong standing there as if nothing had happened, those who didn't know thought it was a statue.

"No, you just look at it like this? Come and help me!"

Chu Rong shook his head helplessly, as if he was despising the weak physical strength of a child.

He and Tong Si lifted Lu Mingyi's body out of the wooden coffin one by one, put it in a body bag, looked around, and found a small cart used to pull crops parked in the middle of the earth building, and they took Lu Mingyi's body Pick up the trolley and run away.

"What about the policeman?" Tong Si turned to look at the unconscious policeman who was still lying on the ground.

"I don't have time to worry about him, go back first." Chu Rong, on the other hand, didn't turn his head, and only looked forward.

"Have you wished the team back yet?" He asked casually.

It's okay if you don't mention it, but the mention of Tong Si gives you headaches.

"No, I haven't gone back until now. The phone has been disconnected. I don't know where I went."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Rong stopped suddenly, and Tong Si was pulled a few steps forward by the small trolley, almost staggered and fell into the trolley, and had an "intimate kiss" with the corpse.

"Why did you stop suddenly?" Tong Si complained dissatisfied.

Chu Rong took off his mask and stuffed it into his pocket, and ran away without looking back: "You go back first, I'll look for him."

"Where are you going to find it!"

This time, Chu Rong ignored him and disappeared in a flash.

Tong Si looked at his leaving back, then at the body bag in the trolley, cursed a few times, hunched over like an old man and pushed the trolley step by step with difficulty.

After finally transporting the dead body back to the base, and thinking of what Fu Huaiyu said could not be photographed by surveillance, he carried the dead body over the window and entered the room.

Fu Huaiyu didn't come back, Huo Sang didn't come back, Chu Rong even disappeared.

Do you want to spend the night guarding this stinking corpse by yourself?

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