Woke up every morning by my boss

Lang Kun was so startled that he even forgot to breathe, because he held his breath for too long, he felt his lungs were burning hot and painful, and even the heart closest to the lungs seemed to be burned.

Why is it Dr. Huo?How could it be him! ?

Lang Kun couldn't understand how that Dr. Huo, who accompanied him to analyze the case and gave him advice, could be a murderous pervert, and he was the murderer of the camellia murder case he was investigating!What is everything that happened in those days?Was he being tricked? It should be... Being tricked and applauded by a high-intelligence criminal like Dr. Huo, he also foolishly developed a crush on him.

Ha ha……

Lang Kun scolded himself as an idiot in his heart, and at the same time his mind was spinning fast, thinking about what he should do next.

I don't know if Dr. Huo found out that someone was peeping at the door. Under the current situation, it is definitely too late to ask for help. There are only two ways in front of Lang Kun - first, leave quietly and start investigating Dr. Huo. After finding enough evidence, he will be arrested in one fell swoop; the second is to break in and confront him head-on.

No matter how you look at it, the former way is more reliable, but Lang Kun feels as if his feet are nailed to the ground, and he cannot move.

In the room, although Huo Xing crushed the middle-aged man's heart, his expression was still as calm as ever, as if he didn't kill a person just now, but just popped a balloon lightly. It made Lang Kun feel cold all over, and wanted to look away, but it was in vain after several attempts.

The middle-aged man was dead, his face was full of horror and unwillingness, just like the previous dead.

……

Huo Xing threw away the middle-aged man's body in disgust, as if throwing away some unforgivable dirty thing. Just as Lang Kun was thinking about how he would clean up the scene next, Dr. Huo suddenly turned his gaze to the direction of the door again. This time, even though he was hiding in the dark of the corridor, Lang Kun was still sure that he had found himself.

Will he kill me?

Lang Kun wondered absurdly, if he wanted to kill someone to silence him, would Dr. Huo give him a better way to die based on his past affection, so that he wouldn't be like the previous dead with deformed brain or tendons? was picked off.Although he is not afraid of death, it does not mean that he is willing to die ugly.

Thoughts formed and disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the next second, Lang Kun looked at Huo Xing who appeared in front of the door with a shocked expression——Dr. Huo, when did he come to the door?

The middle-aged man's home is an ordinary one-bedroom household, without a living room, the kitchen is the entrance, and the room next to the bathroom is inside.

Although the house is not big, it is deep enough. It is absolutely impossible to walk from the room to the door in just a second or two. How did Dr. Huo do it?It's just that before Lang Kun could think about it, Huo Xing had already pushed open the door that was half-hidden, still with that cold expression, but his posture was high above, as if a god descended.

Looking at Huo Xing like that, Lang Kun inexplicably popped an idea in his mind - at this moment, Dr. Huo looked like a wild beast, always with light footsteps and graceful posture. , rushed forward and bit the opponent to pieces.

Huo Xing found that Lang Kun was standing outside the door. Even though he was shocked, his expression was still calm. His hand was still covered with heart fragments that had not been shaken off. He turned sideways to make room for Lang Kun, "Come in and talk."

These three simple words made Lang Kun feel irresistible.

This is really a crazy and out-of-control day. I know that everything I do now is wrong, but I still have a sense of no turning back.

After Lang Kun entered the door, Huo Xing brought them back with his backhand, as if the two of them had experienced such scenes countless times.

Lang Kun glanced at Huo Xing's hands that were still stained with flesh, Huo Xing understood, went to the bathroom to wash his hands, and took out two paper towels to dry his hands when he came out.Lang Kun looked at him in silence the whole time, looking at the hands of Dr. Huo that he had always liked. He had imagined how Dr. Huo used those hands to return the dead to the real person, but he never imagined what it would be like to destroy life with those hands .

He didn't speak, but Huo Xing's posture was very natural. Throwing away the tissue, he asked Lang Kun, "Would you like something to drink?" The attitude was as natural as if he was at his own home.

Lang Kun shook his head and said no.

Huo Xing opened the refrigerator and took a look, and found that it was full of beer and coke, so he closed the refrigerator door again.

"Then come in and sit down, sit down and talk." With that said, Huo Xing led the way into the middle-aged man's room.

This is a shabby room, not very clean, but because it is too shabby, it doesn't look very dirty. The dead body of a middle-aged man is lying on the bed, and the crushed heart is everywhere on the paste wall.

This picture is really bloody and disgusting, with no aesthetic feeling and great visual impact, Lang Kun stared at it without blinking, the panic just now had disappeared, he had a plan in his heart, and he was much calmer.

Huo Xing glanced at the corpse, and said calmly, "I didn't intend for you to find out."

"Now, is there anything you want to explain?"

Unexpectedly, Huo Xing didn't justify himself, but replied kindly: "No, I killed these people from the beginning to the end, except for the one on the construction site."

"Why, why kill them?"

Those who died under the hands of the Camellia Killer were not kind. When climbing the peak of power and desire, they more or less used some shady methods, but that's the case, and they didn't go to the point of being damned... Lang Kun is not a white lotus. He doesn't think what those people did was right, and he doesn't think that their mistakes can be forgiven just because those people are dead. For forgiven crimes, the punishment should also be given by the state and the law, instead of using lynching like Huo Xing.

Even kill people!

Huo Xing's silence made Lang Kun even angrier. If the burning pain in his chest just now was due to grief greater than death, then what is burning now is dissatisfaction with Huo Xing's silence.

Lang Kun creaked his fists, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, and punched Huo Xing on the cheek.

This punch was so powerful that Huo Xing's handsome face suddenly swelled up, and a trace of blood appeared in his mouth. He licked his gums, and said to Lang Kun in a somewhat impatient tone: "What you are going to do now, isn't it?" Find out why I killed them, but hurry back and take a hot shower, then act like nothing happened, get a good night's sleep, and forget about it when I wake up tomorrow morning."

"Huh?" Lang Kun laughed angrily, "Are you fucking kidding me? After taking a shower and sleeping, you forget when you get up? Are you joking, or do you hope that I will let you, a murderer, continue to get away with it? "

Huo Xing frowned, looking unwilling to talk more, "Things are not what you think."

"What is that, don't use this kind of TVB's vulgar lines to perfuse me!" As he said, Lang Kun tried to grab Huo Xing's wrist, but he didn't know that the other party stepped aside and grabbed him instead.

"I didn't perfunctory you. Be obedient and go home quickly. You shouldn't care about this matter. It's not good for you."

"Let go of me, you bastard!"

"Promise me to go home now, and I'll let you go."

"You fucking teasing me!" Lang Kun couldn't count how many times he got rough tonight, but he couldn't help it!

Both of them refused to give an inch, Lang Kun glared at Huo Xing, and secretly competed with him.

Huo Xing looked gentle and polite, and looked like a modest gentleman. He didn't expect that not only was his skill in his hands no worse than Lang Kun's, but his strength was completely defeated by Lang Kun. As long as Lang Kun refused to give in for a minute, he could hold him like this. Forced him to let go.

In fact, ever since he knew that Lang Kun was following up on the camellia murder case, Huo Xing had always hoped that Lang Kun would stay out of it—he was naturally happy to be reunited with Lang Kun, but this did not mean that he wanted Lang Kun to be remembered because of this case. Thinking of the bad things in the past, if possible, he wants Lang Kun to be like this forever, free to do what he likes and live the life he likes.

He wanted to stay away from Lang Kun, but unexpectedly, Zou Zhichen brought him in front of him again by mistake, so he misled Lang Kun time and time again, always giving him specious opinions, and even used tricks to make Chen Weimin bring him back. He asked Lang Kun to investigate another case to distract him. How could he have expected that Lang Kun would be so obsessed with the camellia murder case, and Chen Weimin would agree with him to continue to follow up the camellia case.

This caused Huo Xing to feel a headache at the time, but it was not that there was no solution. It was also his fault for his poor self-control. He knew that for the sake of Lang Kun, he should not have a deep relationship with him, but he couldn't help it. !The person I missed for so long, the person I thought I would never see again appeared in front of me again, who would be willing to push him away from himself, who would be willing not to hold the person he loves in his arms?

The confrontation between the two ended in Huo Xing's failure.

Huo Xing let go of Lang Kun, but just when Lang Kun thought he would give him an explanation, he turned around and walked towards the prostrate corpse.

"???"

Lang Kun looked at Huo Xing in puzzlement, not understanding what he was going to do, could it be that he was cleaning up the scene in front of his own face?

It has to be said that Lang Kun has always been curious about how Huo Xing managed to kill so many people without leaving any traces at the scene.

Huo Xing turned the middle-aged man's body over and glanced at the part of his heart. It was hollow, and there were traces of blue magic breath entangled and condensed around the wound, trying to condense the last bit of strength to escape.

Huo Xing looked at Lang Kun and said, "Didn't you always want to know why I put camellias on the corpse?"

After he said this, Lang Kun remembered this, but where is the camellia?Since he entered the door, he hasn't seen any traces of flowers. Could it be that Huo Xing wants to conjure a camellia out of thin air?

Facts proved that he guessed right. Huo Xing raised his hand slightly, and traces of blue magic breath appeared on the tip of his five fingers. The magic breath entwined together to form a cyclone, and finally turned into a brightly colored camellia.

A camellia flower appeared out of thin air!

Lang Kun couldn't believe his eyes, and watched in shock as Huo Xing carefully placed the camellia flower into the empty chest of the middle-aged man. I don't know if it was his illusion. It's even more beautiful.