Save the Sick Iceberg Project

Wu Feng took two steps forward abruptly, Rong Xin was not afraid of his sudden attack, and held up the phone calmly: "See if it's yours."

The exquisite wavy pattern on the cuffs shows that this is exactly the one Wu Feng wore that night.

When people are in extreme panic, their thinking is completely chaotic. Wu Feng had sharp tinnitus in his ears for a full five seconds, and the beating sound of his pulse was like thunderous drumbeats, which shocked him.

"You can definitely find out what kind of cufflinks I was wearing that day through surveillance." Wu Feng managed to regain his senses, pointing to the screen of Rong Xin's phone, "This cufflink is not the one I was wearing that night at all! You bought it later!"

As soon as these words were uttered, all the logic seemed to be found. Wu Feng's eyes lit up with a crazy dark light. He was glad that he was not deceived by his nonsense. Confidence in mastery: "I don't know what you're talking about, I didn't hurt Tan Hu, my cufflinks fell off, but I accidentally tore them off when I tried to help him up from the ground in a panic. Your clichés are useless to me, instead of wasting time here..."

"Oh?" Rong Xin looked at him playfully, took out a stack of photos and documents from the bag beside him and threw them on the table with a "snap", "Then how do you explain the bloodstains in the shape of cufflinks on Tan Hu's fingertips?" Woolen cloth?"

"What bloodstains!" One sentence was shocking, Wu Feng lost his composure in an instant, and his voice almost trembled, "What are you talking about!"

"There is a clear scab on the belly of Tan Hu's right middle finger, which is obviously the wound caused by the hard metal edge piercing into the skin when he was holding on to the cuff button." Rong Xin sneered and pointed at the photo on the table. Lifted his chin.A few days after he was discharged from the hospital, he returned to the hospital as an intern of Hongcheng Group, entered Tan Hu's ward, played with him like a marionette, and found what he wanted on his fingers. Asked for something, and took a picture.

Wu Feng rushed over and grabbed the photo on the table, the blood on his face faded instantly.

"That is to say, his blood DNA is left on your cufflinks." Rong Xin took out an inspection report from under the photo and took it in front of Wu Feng.

"A cufflink that disappeared from the surveillance and has both your fingerprints and Tan Hu's blood DNA. If you can't prove that you are the murderer, then the police will stop doing it." Rong Xin leaned back slightly, and put his hands crossed. on the legs.

His sneering and leisurely movements are like a cat watching a mouse dying.His eyebrows and eyes are thicker and darker than four years ago. They are obviously familiar facial features, but it seems that everything has changed.

Four years ago, he was just introverted and indifferent, but now, for a moment, Wu Feng seemed to see the hellish coldness and ice coldness through the beautiful eyes of the young man. This kind of temperatureless indifference almost made him think of A long time ago, he killed the decisive Zhao Cheng in Jingang City.

Wu Feng took two steps back and staggered to sit on the sofa.

He thought that Rong Xin's identity was found out today, and everything was under control, and everything would be fine if he pushed out this unlucky guy four years ago to Zhao Yuanqi, but he never thought that this ghostly boy had already preceded him several times. Every step has laid a big net, and every step of his own is in his calculations, and he silently grasps the lifeline.

The hunter was bitten by the throat by the wolf, and the form has been reversed.

"Where did you get these cufflinks?" Wu Feng poured himself a glass of water, but his fingers trembled slightly, and the water spilled out of the glass.

His subordinates searched for so long and failed to find the key evidence, but it fell into Rong Xin's hands so easily. Could it be that fate is playing tricks, or is Rong Xin really scary enough to predict things like a god? the point.

"If you want to say that you and your subordinates only saw the appearance," Rong Xin didn't hide it from him, and it was more likely that he didn't bother to hide it. "You almost dug three feet and searched every place in the bathroom. I tried digging out the tiles, but I couldn't find them because the cufflinks were no longer in the bathroom."

Wu Feng stared at him closely: "Where is that?"

Rong Xin didn't answer his question, and twirled his fingers on the orchid leaves placed beside the sofa: "Do you still remember, the day Tan Hu was killed, what kind of flower was placed next to the bathroom sink?"

Wu Feng frowned in confusion: "Who still remembers those..."

Suddenly, his eyes widened slightly, and something felt like an electric shock running up his spine. He remembered that in the scene photos sent by his subordinates later when he was looking for cufflinks, the sink The next flower is Phalaenopsis.However, after being reminded by Rong Xin, he suddenly remembered that during the fight that day, the flowers in the bathroom were anthuriums!

"It's a coincidence that the pot of anthurium was often poured with tea, and it was already half dead. On the second day after Tan Hu's accident, the logistics staff asked people to throw away the flowers and replace them with Phalaenopsis." Rong Xinqiao With Erlang legs, "The thrown flowers were placed at the back door of the hotel. Auntie Cleaning felt that it was a pity to see them, so she moved back to her own home. But neither she nor the person who threw the flowers knew that your cufflink happened to fall on the flowers. In the basin."

Wu Feng lowered his head, and after a long while, he smiled helplessly, took off his glasses, and put them gently on the table, maybe he finally sorted out everything, he looked much calmer than before, and seemed to have changed back to That Wu Feng, who is exquisite in all aspects and capable of doing things with ease.

"Now that you have my life gate, you can send this information to the police at any time. But I also have your information. Once Zhao Yuanqi knows that you are still alive, without me doing it, he will naturally make you disappear in this world. After all, you almost sent him to jail three or four years ago, and he will not let you go."

Wu Feng spread his hands and said: "Now we have caught each other's handle, it seems that we can only let each other go."

As long as Rong Xin is stabilized first, he will almost certainly kill him. At that time, no matter what the evidence is, as long as the person is dead, everything will disappear.

"Mr. Wu's psychological quality is really good," Rong Xin looked at him sideways, and clapped his hands disingenuously, "I really admire him for trying to win a round at this time. But you have to know two Point, first, kill me and you will end badly."

Wu Feng's body shook violently, and for a moment he could hardly control the distortion of his expression. If he didn't know the life of this young man, he would almost have thought that he was a mind-reading monster.

"You don't really think that I will put the cufflinks at home." Rong Xin smiled, "Don't worry, it is in a very safe place, and I will enter the password every day to confirm its safety, but if If one day I suddenly don't enter the password, it will be sent to the Eastern District Police Department immediately."

Wu Feng's Adam's apple slid up and down, and said with difficulty: "The second one."

Rong Xin raised the corners of his lips, leaned forward, and put his elbows on his knees. Although he was looking at Wu Feng at the same level, there was a sense of condescension: "Second, there is no way you can kill me."

Wu Feng's complexion suddenly became extremely ugly, even the corners of his mouth twitched.

Rong Xin admired his expression, and sneered indifferently: "Furthermore, we are not equal to grabbing each other's handle at all. Just imagine if you really tell Zhao Yuanqi that I am still alive, what will he do? After all Four years ago, you told him personally that I was dead, and he would only think that you were not doing well, and with the Tan Hu incident, your end would only be worse."

Wu Feng stood up suddenly and roared, "What do you want!"

The last hole card was torn, and Wu Feng's mask was completely broken. He gasped for breath, his eyes were bloodshot: "Do you want money?"

Rong Xin raised his eyes to look at Wu Feng, the sneer on his face faded inch by inch, and said word by word: "I want to monitor Zhao Yuanqi, and you, want to help me."

---

"Brother Pei is back." Kong Hui was playing games with his earphones on, waved his hands without raising his head, and slapped Pei Yan who had returned from the dusty door.

"Your output is good!" Pei Yan glanced at his screen with admiration, and opened her locker.

"That's not true." Kong Hui started trembling, typing quickly on the keyboard, and at the same time greeted Chen Xiaoxing, "Hey, nurse, give me a sip!"

After the midterm exam, it was a rare relief. Everyone was excited, and it seemed that they wanted to make up for all the happiness that was lost in the previous two weeks.

Cong Qiu was lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone, and looked at Pei Yan teasingly: "Why did you come back so late after going there, the face is full of spring, could it be..."

Gao Yi coughed with a smirk on the side: "Cough cough... Rong Xin... cough cough cough!"

Pei Yan slapped him hard on the forehead, and laughed and cursed: "Your throat is uncomfortable, eat more hot shit, don't delay the treatment."

"But you guessed it right." Pei Yan laughed like a wolf with a big tail, and licked his lips unsatisfied. He didn't know what he thought of. The expression made people think instantly, "Xiaoxin and I Shin is on a date."

A stone stirred up a thousand waves, and the dormitory immediately "fucked" into one.

"Is it done, you two!" Cong Qiu sat up abruptly.

Pei Yan smiled inscrutably: "It's not like you don't know Xiao Xinxin is shy, but..." He took out a bag of cat food from the cabinet, turned around and walked out, leaving behind a smug smile. The end sound, "It's close at hand!"

There is nothing else on the roof of the boys’ dormitory. I don’t know when a few little milk cats have grown. Since discovering this secret, the cat slaves in the boys’ dormitory have taken time to go up to feed them and lick them almost every day. cute little things.

In fact, someone should have already fed today's cat food, and Pei Yan brought the cat food up just in case, in preparation for any little master who wants to open a small stove for supper.

The moonlight is like a wash, maybe it is not so prosperous, the wind in the west of the city seems to be fresher than the east of the city.

Pei Yan squatted down, shook the bag of cat food in her hand, and softly called the common name of cats a few times: "Mimi."

Immediately there was a baby-like response from behind, and three little milk cats with different colors crawled out from the corner of the wall, perhaps because they were fed up by handsome boys since they were young. Acknowledging the students, they rubbed their tails against Pei Yan's trousers one by one.

"It's almost winter, is it cold at night?" Pei Yan gently stroked the kitten's slick back, "I'll remodel your nest tomorrow and add a few more layers."

The kittens didn't know if they understood or not. Anyway, they had more fun rubbing against Pei Yan's trousers. The most daring Xiaobai stood up and grabbed Pei Yan's calf, trying to climb on top of him.

Pei Meng couldn't resist this kind of temptation at all, so he scooped up Xiaobai with his big hand and put it on his lap, teasing it with his legs upturned: "Tell me about you, the little girl is not reserved at all."

Xiaobai let out a childish "meow", and there was a gurgle of enjoyment in her throat.

"Hey." Pei Yan's heart softened, and she pinched his little meat pad and said to herself, "When will Xiao Xinxin be so obedient and let me touch it. But today we kissed again, he Your lips are very soft, softer than your little meat pads, I really want to take a bite."

After tossing Xiaobai, Pei Yan scooped up Xiaohuang and Xiaohua again, and was about to masturbate the three together, when suddenly he heard the phone ring.

"Okay, Dad is going to get down to business." Pei Yan smiled and touched each of the three little milk cats, put them down, stood up and took out the phone.

After bidding farewell to Rong Xin, Pei Yan didn't come back directly, but found a cafe to sit down, and searched according to the name of the high school that Rong Xin had mentioned before.

The winter solstice is approaching, besides Qingming, this is the only day of the year to pay respects to relatives, Pei Yan wants to burn something for Rong Xin's sister.

Rong Qiu's tomb must be in City B. Rong Xin is now living in City A, and the chances of returning to City B are very few, but the nostalgia in his heart is impossible to forget. The only thing Pei Yan can do is to accompany him silently. He quietly sent his condolences and remembrance to Rong Xin's sister.

For this reason, Pei Yan wanted to know what Rong Qiu liked before he was alive. He had already called the school in the afternoon, found Rong Qiu's head teacher at the time, and through the head teacher found the phone number of Rong Qiu's former friend Feng Jiaqi.He made a phone call, but Feng Jiaqi didn't answer, so Pei Yan sent another text message, briefly explaining his intention, and just now received Feng Jiaqi's reply.

There is only one short word on the text message: [Flower. 】

Pei Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she thought to herself that this young lady is really, the range of a word is too big, who knows what kind of flower it is.

After checking the time, it was not too late, so Pei Yan simply called again.

"Hello." The phone rang for a long time before it was answered, and a slightly trembling female voice was on the other side.

It was windy on the roof, Pei Yan didn't notice Feng Jiaqi's abnormality, and said politely in a low voice: "I'm sorry to disturb you so late. I just want to ask Rong Qiu which kind of flower he likes. The winter solstice is coming soon, and I want it."

Before he could finish speaking, Feng Jiaqi said, "Cornflower. Is there anything else? If not, I'll hang up."

"Hey wait!" Pei Yan kept her, "Thank you, I want to confirm again, does Rong Qiu still have any favorite food, favorite songs, etc., I want to burn some of them for her." Pei Yan smiled, and knew that her appearance was a bit feudal and superstitious, "Although these may be mostly the self-comfort of the living, but..."

"Stop talking!" A sharp female voice suddenly came from the microphone, and Pei Yan was startled suddenly.

Feng Jiaqi on the other end of the phone finally broke down, holding the microphone and crying bitterly: "Don't ask any more questions, I don't want to remember anything from the beginning! I killed her, if I hadn't been sick that day, she wouldn't have been killed! I It took me four years to barely forget it, but you brought it up again today. I can think of the bruises on her wrists and the bruises on her face as soon as I close my eyes. I really can't stand it... Please! Let me go! Don't ask any more questions!"

The phone hung up with a bang.

Pei Yan was stunned on the spot, and the kitten not far away seemed to have noticed that the atmosphere was wrong, tiptoed its head out, and gave a soft "meow".

Pei Yan put down the phone slowly, turned his head, under the moonlight, his face was strangely pale.

No, something doesn't seem quite right.

There is a very unacceptable fact in Feng Jiaqi's words - Rong Xin told him before that Rong Qiu was dragged into the alley and violated after being knocked unconscious by Tan Hu with a stone.Since this is the case, Rong Qiu has already fainted and lost consciousness, there is no need to tie him up.

Then why are there still bruises on her wrist?

作者有话要说：裴焰小同学开始怀疑了~感谢在2020-07-0912:38:14~2020-07-1014:20:39期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 grams of rouge;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!