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With his bag on his back, Rong Zhao began to think about how to kill Feng Mingchen quietly and escape from birth under the strict surveillance of the police, hiding his identity from the time he was on the way to Feng Mingchen's house.

As soon as he arrived at Feng Mingchen's community, a black Volkswagen passed him by. Rong Zhao glanced at the license plate and recognized that it was the one that Zheng Ke and others were driving when they were performing surveillance tasks.

At this time, Feng Mingchen retreated without dispatching a police car to arrest people. Feng Mingchen fled.

Rong Zhao stood at the gate of the community, watching Zheng Ke and others walk away in the dark, then turned his head to look downstairs at Feng Mingchen's house. Others couldn't see it, and he, a policeman, wouldn't be able to see it. This building is under surveillance. up.

Judging from the manpower arrangement, Feng Mingchen was indeed not at home.

Rong Zhao didn't know where Feng Mingchen would flee to, so he subconsciously walked south along the street.

Passing through the high-rise buildings in the central city, you can see a small mountain to the south. The mountain is completely dark, occasionally dotted with a little light, which is the outdated light from the street lamps that have passed through the years.

He grew up on that mountain, climbed trees, caught birds, touched fish in water.Know where the fruit trees are, the squirrel's hole and the sparrow's home.

He can play alone in the mountains all day, and when he returns home it is dark, and he can see the lights on at home from a distance.

He doesn't go through the main entrance, he likes to climb into the house from the back wall, first send the picked wild fruits to his sister, and then go to his mother to behave well, telling her novelty about the treasure he found on the mountain today.In addition, you have to beware of the father who suddenly appears with a ruler.

Later, he was sent to live abroad for several years, and when he finally returned to China, before he had time to get familiar with everything again, a tragedy happened.

There were large and small puddles gathered on the ground not long after it rained, and the street lights shone on it, and you could see your own shadow when you lowered your head.

Rong Zhao looked down, but couldn't see his facial features clearly, so he turned his head to look at the window glass of a small street shop, and saw the people reflected on the glass.

Six years ago, this person's name was Guan Xu, Xu of the Rising Sun.

Now, he can only keep company with the darkness, wandering the streets and alleys of Dongyu City all night, becoming neither human nor ghost.

Due to changes in personality and living environment, his appearance has also changed over time.

In the past, he was so stubborn that he was sunburned like a piece of black charcoal all day long, and his facial features hadn't bloomed.The body is also stronger than now.

There were almost no people on the street at three o'clock in the morning, only a few cars drove past occasionally.Rong Zhao looked at the near and far half-mountain, carrying a backpack, turned around and walked towards Shilian Road.

When he was almost home, he heard a loud noise from the alley around the corner, like the sound of a heavy object being thrown to the ground.

Rong Zhao turned in and saw a vague figure struggling to stand up from the ground.

He had only met this person twice, once in the Second Hospital and once in the City Bureau.He can recognize this person even if he turns to ashes.

Controlled by a huge hatred, the blood in Rong Zhao's whole body began to boil, he clenched a small knife in his hand, and walked towards that person.

The blade of this knife is only as long as a finger, but the blade can cut iron like mud, which guarantees that it can kill people with one blow.

Feng Mingchen was thrown from a white van, his head hit the ground, and he woke up after a slight dizziness.

He knew that the police were watching him, and he set a trap for Bai Xiaoqing. When Bai Xiaoqing got in and became a criminal instead of him, he was free, and then he would find a chance to escape from the country.

He didn't intend to escape from the police's surveillance right now, he couldn't escape at all, and there was no need to escape.He was snatched away by someone while he was shopping at the mall.

He couldn't even tell whether the person who robbed him was an enemy or a friend, and what their purpose was.If the other party was You, why did you cover him with a black hood, and refused to show your face without saying a word.

If the opponent is an enemy, why not send him to the police station, or simply kill him.

Could it be one or two of the other six people who were with him that year, it doesn't look like it.

After the massacre, they swore a poisonous oath that they would never contact or meet each other in this lifetime, and even if they ran into each other by chance on the street, they would pretend not to know each other.

Feng Mingchen couldn't figure it out, and began to quickly think about how to pretend to go home as if nothing had happened, collect the body of his wife who committed suicide in fear of crime, cry bitterly in front of those policemen, and continue to look for the next stupid woman.

He picked up the glasses from the ground, found that the lenses had been broken, and threw the frames on the wall angrily.

With a "crash", the surveillance camera above the head was smashed by a stone that flew over suddenly, and the falling fragments landed on Feng Mingchen's hair and neckline, freezing and piercing like hail.

"Feng Mingchen."

A colder voice sounded. Feng Mingchen looked up and saw Rong Zhao walking from the darkness. The other party was holding a knife in his hand. Even though the light was weak, the blade of the knife flashed.

Feng Mingchen turned his head to look, but saw no one else, and a policeman came, and he thought he could deal with it.

Feng Mingchen scratched his neck, looking like a rascal full of confidence: "You don't have evidence, so you can't arrest people randomly."

Rong Zhao stopped in front of Feng Mingchen, swallowing a trace of bloody smell welling up in his throat: "I didn't come to catch you."

Feng Mingchen did not relax his vigilance, he glanced at the knife in Rong Zhao's hand, and took two steps back: "What are you doing with the knife?" Don't the police use handcuffs to arrest people?

Rong Zhao continued what he said just now: "I'm here to kill you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he had already flashed in front of Feng Mingchen, killing him by surprise.

Feng Mingchen was pinned against the wall by Rong Zhao, with the tip of the knife hanging on his neck. Facing the bottomless pupils and undisguised killing intent, Feng Mingchen leaned back against the wall, and his voice unconsciously rang out. A little trembling: "You, aren't you a policeman, you should know that if you kill me, you will be finished."

"I don't care if I can't finish it, I just want you and you to die," Rong Zhao stared closely at Feng Mingchen's eyes, as if he wanted to see through these eyes six years ago, he had red eyes and a hoarse voice: "You guys, why To kill the Guan family."

Feng Mingchen tried to deny it, but turned his eyes and said, "I don't understand what is about the family."

Rong Zhao pressed the knife in his hand forward, the blade cut Feng Mingchen's neck, and a line of blood leaked out: "Say it?"

Feng Mingchen looked at the man in front of him. He had a pair of long and narrow red phoenix eyes, with the tails of the eyes slightly raised. He had a very attractive appearance. Such a pair of eyes could easily absorb people's hearts.

He had seen this pair of eyes in a woman, and these eyes were almost exactly the same as six years ago. Feng Mingchen opened his eyes wide, looked at Rong Zhao in disbelief, and asked with a trembling voice, "Who are you?"

Rong Zhao smiled, but this smile was like crying, as if there was a huge unbearable grief running through his whole body: "I am a devil, a devil worse than you."

Feng Mingchen finally remembered, and shouted: "It's you, it's you, you are her brother, you are not dead!"

Rong Zhao pushed the knife in his hand forward: "Just remember."

"Tell me the whereabouts of the other six."

Feng Mingchen pressed against the wall tightly, the blood from his neck dripped down on the back of his hand, like being licked by a poisonous snake, his body gradually became cold: "I don't know, we agreed back then, and we will never communicate again."

Rong Zhao stared into Feng Mingchen's eyes, and the blade moved forward again: "I can find out if you don't tell me, just like I found you out, I will find you all one by one and kill them."

He gripped the handle of the knife and began to exert force on his wrist.

He could imagine the sound of the blade cutting Feng Mingchen's neck, and he seemed to see a large stream of blood gushing out from his neck, just like the massacre scene back then, the whole world turned red.

"stop."

Rong Zhao's wrist holding the knife was suddenly grasped by a pair of warm and strong hands. He saw who was coming, and shouted at him: "Let go!"

Zhou Ye held Rong Zhao's wrist tightly, pulled him aside forcefully, and said, "You can't kill him."

Rong Zhao broke away from Zhou Ye's hand with his backhand, turned his head, and pointed the tip of the knife in the direction of Feng Mingchen's heart: "You can catch me if you want, wait until I kill him first."

The back of Zhou Ye's hand was cut by the knife in Rong Zhao's hand, and a few drops of blood flowed down his wrist. He pointed to Feng Mingchen, looked into Rong Zhao's eyes and said, "You can't do it yourself."

"It's going to get your hands dirty."

Rong Zhao glanced at his right hand, and said in his heart: "My hands are already dirty, I don't care about the extra money."

Feng Mingchen looked at Zhou Ye, and then at Rong Zhao who was almost out of control. He knew that falling into the hands of the police would be tens of millions of times better than falling into the hands of Rong Zhao.

Rong Zhao turned around quickly, grabbed the shoulder of Feng Mingchen who was about to escape, and aimed the blade at his neck again.

A large stream of blood flowed out, exuding a strong smell of blood in the night, Zhou Ye held the blade of Rong Zhao's hand with his bare hands, and looked at him: "Calm down, think about those who love you."

After Zhou Ye finished speaking, he let go of the bloody blade and walked towards Rong Zhao: "The task force for the Guan family extermination case has not been withdrawn, but it has been shelved for the time being because no new clues have emerged. Feng Mingchen has appeared, and the task force will follow up. "

"Don't you want to watch the other six animals get caught, don't you want to see what the mastermind behind the scenes looks like?"

Zhou Ye stopped in front of Rong Zhao, and raised his hand to help him wipe away a tear from the corner of his eye.

Zhou Ye's hands were stained with blood, leaving a faint red mark mixed with tears at the end of Rong Zhao's eyes.He lowered his head slightly, grabbed the back of the opponent's head with his broad palm and pressed it on his forehead.

The moment their foreheads touched, Zhou Ye said to Rong Zhao: "I promise you, I will help you find them one by one, and let you watch them receive the retribution they deserve."

His voice was soft, but it carried the weight of a thousand pieces of gold.

Zhou Ye held Rong Zhao's head, and heard a low sob.

With a "crash", the bloody blade in Rong Zhao's hand fell to the bluestone board.

At this time, he was like a ferocious beast who had been fighting alone on the battlefield for many years. In the endless rainy nights and darkness, someone finally stood behind him, helped him wipe off the blood all over his body, and told him that he was willing to fight side by side with him.

Rong Zhao broke away from Zhou Ye's palm, and wiped away the disappointing tears with the back of his hand.

Zhou Ye looked down at the person in front of him. The other person's eyes were red and full of water vapor. He had never seen him like this before. He had lost all the hardness, shells and thorns, and became so clear and soft.

He couldn't help reaching out his hand again, wanting to rub him into his arms hard.

"Get out," Rong Zhao slapped Zhou Ye's hand, rubbed his nose, turned his head and said, "Damn gay, stay away from me."

Feng Mingchen took the opportunity, turned around and ran out of the alley, Zhou Ye and Rong Zhao chased after him at the same time.

With a "bang", a dull voice sounded from the front.

Feng Mingchen fell down.

He was hit by a bullet in the forehead, leaving a red spot, and blood flowed from the blood hole.He opened his eyes wide, as if he didn't understand why he died suddenly, how he died so suddenly.

Zhou Ye ran out of the alley and quickly glanced around. There was a professional sniper ambushing nearby.He took out his phone and called someone.

Rong Zhao looked down at Feng Mingchen's body, as if he was not surprised by his death.He has always known that there are a pair of huge invisible hands behind the family extermination case.

He never does it himself, yet controls everything.

The police car arrived quickly, the trace inspection and the forensic doctor were also in place, and the investigation work was proceeding in an orderly manner.

Wearing a pair of white gloves, Wu Hao squatted next to Feng Mingchen's body, inspected the fatal wound on his forehead, then went down and lifted his neck to have a look.

Wu Hao got up and walked to Zhou Ye, grabbing his hand.

Zhou Ye flinched suddenly, looked in Rong Zhao's direction in a panic, and said to Wu Hao vigilantly, "What are you doing, don't try to tarnish my innocence."

Wu Hao scanned the scars on Zhou Ye's palm and back of his hand: "It is visually estimated that the scars on the neck of the deceased came from the same murder weapon."

After speaking, he called an intern forensic doctor to help Zhou Ye treat the wound.

Henjian picked up the knife on the ground and put it in a transparent evidence bag to seal it. Wu Hao took it over and looked at it: "It's probably this one."

"Indeed." Zhou Ye let the little forensic doctor sterilize his wound, without frowning or blinking, "When chasing the suspect, the other party tried to resist and scratched me with a knife. The police officer reacted quickly and snatched the knife, and accidentally scratched the other party's neck during the snatching process."

The suspect is dead, and the wound on the neck is not fatal. Under normal circumstances, a law enforcement policeman will not be overly prosecuted.

Wu Hao didn't say much after listening, walked up to Rong Zhao, handed him a sterilized tissue, and said with some distress: "The injury on the shoulder hasn't healed yet, why was there another knife in the neck."

The one on Rong Zhao's neck was left when he dealt with Bai Xiaoqing. He took Wu Hao's tissue and wiped the blood on the neckline: "It's okay."

Wu Hao brought over a medicine box: "Let me help you deal with it first. The ambulance will come later, and you must go to the hospital for an examination."

Such a beautiful woman, why is she hurt here or there every day, he is used to pity her, and her heart hurts: "It's okay, don't hang out with Zhou Ye, it's what happened."

Rong Zhao hummed, didn't say much, and finally thought about it, and said: "I will stay away from him except for work and investigation."

He kept hearing that something was wrong between Zhou Ye and Wu Hao, and Wu Hao directly told him to stay away from Zhou Ye. He didn't want to get involved with their feelings, so of course he had to stay as far away as possible.

Wu Hao was overjoyed when he heard Rong Zhao's words. Xiao Zhao talked to him like this, meaning that he was interested in him, otherwise he wouldn't explain and guarantee so solemnly.

Zhou Ye also heard Rong Zhao's words, and naturally he was full of displeasure. While directing the action on the spot, he found time to come over, reluctant to say anything to Rong Zhao, so he could only provoke Wu Hao.

He pointed to the wound on Rong Zhao's neck, and then pointed to his own hand: "What is this called? It's called living together and dying together."

I almost said the word couple hurt.Afraid that Rong Zhao would beat him up if he said it, he planned to talk to Wu Hao again later.

Feng Mingchen died, although Rong Zhao did not kill it himself, although it would have an impact on the other criminals who uncovered the Guan family extermination case.

Rong Zhao looked at Feng Mingchen's corpse that was gradually turning cold and stiff, and a silent excitement surged up unconsciously from the depths of his heart.This excitement might drag him to a deeper abyss, but he didn't care.

The on-site survey found a sniper spot on the top of the nearby bell tower, and a bullet casing was scattered on the ground. It can be seen that the serial number is foreign-made, and further testing is needed.

No residues such as cigarette butts were found, and no effective biological traces such as fingerprints were extracted.The scene was as clean as in the Guan family extermination case back then.

Rong Zhaohe went to the bureau first before Zhou Ye, and stayed until two o'clock in the morning before going to the hospital for a physical examination.

Coming out of the hospital, Zhou Ye turned to look at Rong Zhao: "You go back by yourself today, I have to go to Bai Xudong's."

"I don't need you to accompany me," Rong Zhao shook off Zhou Ye's hand on his shoulder, took two steps forward and then stopped, "Don't go to my place in the future, forensic doctor Wu will be unhappy."

Zhou Ye followed Rong Zhao, turned his head and stared into his eyes, his tone was very displeased, and he didn't even want to hide his jealousy: "Whether Wu Fayi is happy or not is that important to you."

"Why are you afraid that he will see us together?"

Rong Zhao: "We're not together."

Zhou Ye continued: "Some people, don't look at them when they wear gold-rimmed glasses and a white coat. They look like dogs. In fact, they are very playful. The boyfriend Wu Shuzi made is worse than the corpses he has examined. And more."

"I'm different. I haven't had a boyfriend. I'm still a pure, innocent little virgin."

Rong Zhao didn't like to hear Zhou Ye talk about his emotional entanglement with Wu Fayi, so he looked at him a little irritatedly, and his tone was naturally not good: "If you think it's unfair, go tell Wu Fayi, don't say it in front of me. "

"Let's go, I don't have time to get involved with your feelings."

Zhou Ye was taken aback after hearing this, your feelings, whose feelings?

Immediately understood.

"Rong Rong," Zhou Ye called to stop Rong Zhao, "I'll go to Dongzi's first, and I'll be at yours at five o'clock. Leave me a door."