exoTheUnfairClub

Last month, there was a power outage throughout the city, and the lights in the square here have never been turned on again.

The snow was very thick, Zhang Yixing opened the car door, but he didn't care about the muddy water on his trousers.

Song Ping cried bitterly and cursed fiercely on the phone, his voice was hoarse, and he didn't even look like a person.

As if frightened by his own thoughts, Zhang Yixing shivered, and walked quickly to the car with the lights on.

Song Ping curled up and sat lifelessly on the driver's seat.Zhang Yixing opened the car door, Song Ping almost fell down.

"You came?"

"Have you been drinking?" Zhang Yixing reached out and touched his forehead, dripping with sweat, but there was no smell of alcohol.

Song Ping shook his head, grabbed Zhang Yixing's wrist and said, "Why didn't you save me?"

Zhang Yixing froze for a moment, squatted down and looked up at Song Ping, and put his cold hands on his knees: "Now I'm here, tell me what happened."

What answered him was the roar of a trapped animal. Song Ping's originally cool voice seemed to contain blood, the compressed air was stuck in his throat and refused to come out, and what finally escaped from his mouth turned into a mournful cry.

Zhang Yixing wanted to break free from his bondage, but he tore Song Ping's cuff violently.

Under the warm yellow ceiling light, Zhang Yixing felt like he was in an ice cellar.

"Song Ping, you?"

The wailing gradually disappeared, and Song Ping looked at Zhang Yixing with ashes: "Yes."

"Are you crazy? You can't get rid of this kind of thing for a lifetime! What are you thinking?!"

Zhang Yixing looked at him in disbelief, his bluish-white arms were covered with unhealthy gray, and the purple-red pinholes on Song Ping's forearm were like spots of poison, lingering.

"Do you care?" Song Ping twitched his lips and replied, "If it wasn't for you..."

"Us? Song Ping..." Zhang Yixing closed his eyes and forced himself to calm down: "We will talk about this issue tomorrow."

"No need."

His eyes glanced at the iron box on the co-pilot, which contained rubber tubes and syringes. He seemed to have seen something unclean. Zhang Yixing turned his head, looked into Song Ping's eyes and said, "Now you are not clear-headed. , you take a rest here today and call me tomorrow night."

As if afraid that Song Ping would not believe it, Zhang Yixing hastily added: "Trust me, I will not give up on you."

Song Ping's sneer sounded particularly harsh in the dark and empty parking lot: "Are you afraid that I will hurt you?"

Zhang Yixing dodged his eyes for a moment, and quickly shook his head in denial, but was interrupted by Song Ping: "Needless to say, I understand."

He took the wad of cash that Zhang Yixing took out from his wallet, started the car and parked it in the parking lot of the opposite hotel.

The headlights swept across Zhang Yixing, and he disappeared into the darkness as if he had noticed something.

It turned out to be the case.

It turned out that he was also the unforgivable murderer of Song Ping's death.

He finally realized that he missed the last chance to save Song Ping.

Zhang Yixing squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying: "Officer, Chanyeol and I drank a lot that day. I don't remember the details, but I haven't met Song Ping."

sorry.He said in his heart.

When he walked out of the SPD gate, he remembered that Song Ping would occasionally wait for him in front of the building where he attended classes, just like Park Chanyeol now.

He walked forward quickly, but stopped two meters in front of Park Chanyeol.

Park Chanyeol's open arms drooped in embarrassment, he took two steps and walked to Zhang Yixing's side, and patted his arm: "Let's go, let's see Brother Junmian."

Their negotiations did not go well.

Jin Junmian hoped that Park Chanyeol would give false testimony for the two of them in exchange for Park's not leaving Kim's, but Park Chanyeol denied it.

"You have to know that if I don't help you, the next step will be very difficult." Jin Junmian said.

"Of course I know...Brother Junmian, just this time! You know, I can't be Pu's master."

"We are all businessmen," Jin Junmian paused: "Exchange, this is my minimum requirement."

Kim Junmyeon's words seemed to wake up Park Chanyeol.

He suddenly relaxed, and even put on an arrogant look: "Brother Junmian, you forgot that Jin Zhong is big."

Jin Junmian's throat tightened, he had never seen Park Chanyeol like this.

Park Chanyeol smiled, fixed his eyes on Jin Junmian, and said, "If the news about you and Jin Zhongda joining forces to plan the separation of Jin and Jin's family is reported..."

"Park Chanyeol, I'll think about it." Jin Junmian clenched his fists and looked at the extremely tired Zhang Yixing with a complicated expression.

Park Chanyeol supported Zhang Yixing to stand up, and nodded indifferently to Jin Junmian: "You better know what you're doing."

The moment he closed the door, he heard Jin Junmian's answer: "I hope you are too."

He didn't have any hopes for Jin Junmian, Park Chanyeol thought when he watched Zhang Yixing organize Song Ping's things in the apartment.

A few days ago, he was forced to separate from Zhang Yixing. Judging from the Zhang family's actions, he seemed to know what was going on there.

Park Chanyeol is struggling now, not only how to find a way to exonerate Zhang Yixing, but also the relationship between them.

This seems to be an endless loop.

The more he loves Zhang Yixing, the more the other party is overwhelmed by this relationship.

Park Chanyeol's calm and self-restraint, running back and forth between various parties made Zhang Yixing exonerate, but Zhang Yixing was immersed in guilt towards Song Ping and could not forgive himself.

From Zhang Yixing's point of view, he agreed to Park Chanyeol's perjury not to let the truth come out, not to exonerate him.

Instead, he evaded his responsibility for Song Ping's death.

Each of them is both innocent and guilty.

He was like an ascetic, Zhang Yixing kept torturing himself in his heart, and was forced to atone for Song Ping's death, but he was not the only one hurt by this torment.

Park Chanyeol almost couldn't catch him anymore.

Once Zhang Yixing let go of his hand a little more, even if Park Chanyeol pulls on him with all his strength, the connection between the two will instantly fall apart.

There must be a way.

Park Chanyeol forced himself to calm down, he must rescue Zhang Yixing, even if he might be separated from Zhang Yixing in the end, even if this ending is not what he thought.

Wu Shixun's phone call happened at this time, Park Chanyeol glanced at Zhang Yixing who was already sleeping on the sofa, walked into the kitchen and answered the phone.

"Hey?"

"Brother Chanyeol, do you want to cooperate?"

What the hell is this guy up to?Park Chanyeol's heart was beating fast, he moved his lips and quickly replied: "What do you want?"

"You know what I want. I sent you that information two weeks ago. If you join, I will save you and Zhang Yixing."

"How to help?"

Oh Sehun only said one name: "Do Kyungsoo, he has already agreed."

Park Chanyeol calmed down, but he couldn't hide his bloodshot ears from excitement.He weighed the weight of this condition in his heart and agreed to the other party.

saved.

He walked back to the living room, and gently kissed Zhang Yixing's forehead.

We are saved.

CH34

Baekhyun's second interrogation was fierce. When he was brought into the SPD, his face was expressionless, but his heart was turned upside down.

The police officer already knew that his alibi was unreliable, and he couldn't produce other evidence. Even Song Ping's repaired phone still had the communication records of No. 28 and Bian Boxian written on it.

He was busy at the time, and after talking to Song Ping for a few words, he hung up the phone in a hurry, with a perfunctory and arrogant attitude-it was not until the end that Baekhyun realized that it might be an opportunity to save Song Ping.

The police officer on the opposite side was already yelling "Don't lie to me again", "It's not good for you to lie now" and other clichés, Bian's lawyer couldn't do anything about it, but the old man was anxious outside the SPD.

He was the reason Baekhyun forged his alibi on the night of the 28th, and he was also an important pawn that Baekhyun was about to dig from his mother.

If it wasn't for entertaining this old man, how could Bian's young master come and go to such a shameful place as the red light district of S City.

Bian Boxian had been brought in for more than two hours. The old man tremblingly took out his cell phone in the chilly March rain in S City, and made a call.

After Jin Junmian sent Park Chanyeol away, he called Zhang's eldest son. Compared with Zhang Yixing, he got along more happily with this brother when he was young.

Although the other party firmly guaranteed that the Zhang family would not have any more disagreements with the Jin family, they were vague about how to keep Zhang Yixing.

Jin Junmian understood this person's high-sounding excuses too well, and thinking of the phone call between Zhang's mother and him a few days ago, he suddenly understood that Zhang Yixing had become an abandoned son of the Zhang family.

Of course, Zhang Yixing will be safe and sound, but in exchange, all his rights within the Zhang family will be taken back, from an opposite who can compete with the eldest son to a young son who has no power and power and will eventually be exiled.

Just a few days is enough to turn the world upside down.

I don't know if it was the fact that Zhang Yixing was powerless to turn back the sky that touched Jin Junmian, he finally chose to tell Park Chanyeol all his analysis, this is the last thing he can do for Zhang Yixing.

After Park Chanyeol learned the whole story, he was terribly calm, but Jin Junmian heard a sense of relief.

Zhang Yixing beside him was about to go out. This was the fourth investigation and interrogation he had agreed with the SPD, but the difference was that this would be the first time he walked into this building confidently.

Park Chanyeol hung up the phone and rubbed the back of Zhang Yixing's neck: "Don't worry, everything will be resolved."

The temperature of his palm melted away Zhang Yixing's last trace of uneasiness, and he replied: "Thank you."

"Thank you, this is what I should do," Park Chan