Epigenetic

Why did Ma Qing come to Hongguang Town? !

He stole his own second-hand bicycle, calculated the nearly two hours since he left school, and it was indeed enough for the other party to ride that thing all the way from the city.

but why?Could it be that Kong Qiang brought him here?

Then who hung Ma Qing upstairs?

Ma Qing's pupils were spinning around in the air, and Zhu Weixing stared at the window, and laughed happily again, dancing while laughing, regardless of the danger he was in.

Zhu Weixing stared at him for a moment, and found that Jiang Yi had reached the top floor and was squatting down to observe the terrain.

Towers are different from residential buildings, each floor is nearly five meters high, Ma Qing hangs in the middle of the two floors, not leaning up and down, Jiang Yi should not be able to catch him if he leans over, if he wants to get close, he must find another place to hold him. Climbing down to rescue along the top floor is very dangerous.

Zhu Weixing hesitated whether to stop the opponent's rash attack. Ma Qing's life was at stake, but it was not worth Jiang Yi's life.He took out his mobile phone and looked at the help message sent earlier. The place is remote, and it will take at least 10 minutes for rescue.

Zhu Weixing was thinking about it and sighed, when suddenly something fell to the ground, which startled him.

Probe to look, found that one of the things that Ma Qing was holding in his arms dropped out of his hands, and fell to pieces on the ground.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!" "My baby... ah, quack, Kaka, my baby... no more... Kaka..."

What treasure is he holding? !

Zhu Weixing had no choice but to shift the focus to the things left in his arms, the light was dim, and it couldn't be seen clearly.Zhu MSI turned on the flashlight of her mobile phone to take pictures.

The light hit Ma Qing's upside-down head and face, reflecting a distorted and ferocious smile, with red clothes and red tongue, like a hanged ghost.

As if guessing Zhu Weixing's purpose, the dazed Ma Qing tried his best to cover his chest with his clothes, as if he was afraid that the baby would be coveted and found.It's a pity that Zhu MSI still noticed some clues.

Glass, pottery, brass, silver, these concealed meanings are really as exquisite as treasures.Art objects for decoration?Just by looking at it with the naked eye, the value cannot be discerned.

Where did it come from?Why was Ma Qing regarded as a treasure?

Zhu Weixing was puzzled a lot, and saw that the light of the flashlight was hitting a brass model base, and a familiar symbol jumped into his eyes.

Carved and hollowed out... restore symbols?

A sense of deja vu appeared in front of Zhu Weixing's eyes.The music box that was kept in the secret compartment of the Meng family? !The box lid also has this symbol?

Zhu Weixing pointed the light source at Ma Qing's ankle again, and found that it was not some red cloth wrapped around it, but a corner curtain by the upstairs window?

On the other side, Jiang Yi dismissed the distance, threw off his coat without any hesitation, climbed down the wall of the top floor two or three times, borrowed the window sill and the protruding decorative wooden railing, and arrived in front of Ma Qing in a blink of an eye.

Zhu Weixing was aware of his actions later, even though he knew that Jiang Yi was agile, he still couldn't help but raise his heart.The tower is at least a dozen stories high, and Jiang Yi's thin T-shirt is blown up by the wind, like a leaf hanging on a dead tree in winter, swaying and swaying, and it will end if it falls.

He wanted to tell Jiang Yi to be safe, but he was afraid of distracting him, so he could only bite his lower lip nervously, and clutched his hands nervously on the edge of the window.

Jiang Yi was actually much more at ease than Zhu Weixing thought, with a cigarette in his mouth, hanging in mid-air, he still had time to change his grip, puffed out a round smoke ring, and bit the cigarette back before being blown away by the wind.

What was unexpected and reasonable was that instead of immediately saving Ma Qing, who was like a sausage, he condescendingly taught Zhu Weixing downstairs.

"What are you looking at with your head? Didn't you tell you to stand still?"

Zhu Weixing convinced him, and would not choose to argue with this lawless man if he wanted to refute, so he could only respond: "I know, I'll just see, if you get him down, come down quickly yourself."

His words contained consolation and coaxing words, but Jiang Yi was not him if he could listen to people casually, and he was still stubborn: "You don't look at me, what are you looking at? And you still dazzle me with that broken lamp?"

Zhu Weixing hastily put away his mobile phone. It seemed wrong to this person that he didn't give up. He could only ask: "What is the room with Ma Qing's legs hanging on the curtain?"

Jiang Yi frowned, reluctantly turned his head to look at the place, and said, "It's too dark."

Zhu MSI: "..."

I had to take out my phone again to illuminate him.

Guang felt lonely, and could only vaguely glimpse the outline of the house.Jiang Yi squinted his eyes and studied for a while before giving an uncertain answer.

"Like a theater? A studio? Or a storage room? There are a lot of pretentious broken things, tsk, most of them are covered with red cloth, and there are layers of broken curtains. The inside is so big that I can't see clearly. .”

K?

decorations?

Ma Qing...Meng Ji...Red Light Town...

A bunch of chaotic and trivial information got into Zhu Weixing's mind, together with all kinds of discoveries these days, he quickly concatenated them, analyzed and extracted them, and in a trance, Zhu Weixing seemed to have grasped a corner of the truth!

Raising her head suddenly, Zhu Weixing asked Ma Qing who was still immersed in self-awareness: "Are you stealing? You or Meng Ji, are you stealing the things left in Hongguang Town?!"

I don't know which word in the words hit Ma Qing's sensitive point, he suddenly woke up from the chaos, dazed for two seconds, stopped laughing, his eyes were tearing apart, and he struggled to scream.

"I...I didn't...I'm not—I'm not!!! I'm not a thief, I didn't steal from ghosts, I didn't steal—I was forced, we were all forced..."

He waved his hands, no longer caring about the decorations he was holding, and let those gorgeous works of art draw bright and short beams of light in the air like meteors, falling to the ground, falling apart!

"——Ah!!!" Ma Qing continued to shout after witnessing this, as if going crazy.Screaming lingered in the small dead town, almost like a devil crying.

What he did not only tore the unreliable curtain and made himself fall, but also endangered Jiang Yi who was hanging not far from him.Several times, the fan-like hands and feet almost cut the onlookers.

The onlookers who had the last puff of their cigarettes suddenly lost their interest, and their eyes turned from the uncontrollable Ma Qing to the broken artworks all over the floor. Climbing down for a few minutes, avoiding the vulnerable resistance of the person in front of him, he grabbed the opponent's neck.

The hanged man was like a chicken that just wanted to be killed a moment ago, but at this moment he was pinched and instantly misfired, and his throat even made a suffocating sound.

Jiang Yi's unhappiness came as soon as he said it, and a fire could start a prairie fire. For a moment, Zhu Weixing really thought that he would not be able to save him, so he strangled him to death first.

Hastily opened his mouth to stop: "Jiang Yi... No, I have something to ask him."

Jiang Yi lowered his eyes and looked down at the people downstairs, his eyes flashed red and irritated, and after several layers of waves, he returned to calm.

Seeing that he was about to use the posture of lifting a dead chicken with astonishing strength to lift Ma Qing, who was frightened or lack of oxygen, to the top floor, and climbed to the edge with one hand, suddenly Zhu Weixing's expression on the lower floor changed greatly, and he was shocked looking at the rooftop.

Shen Sheng reminded: "Jiang Yi... be careful!"

Jiang Yi seemed to be aware of it, and slowly raised his head.Then I saw another black shadow protruding from the top floor of the tower, the moon-backed figure was as thin as a bone, the facial features were hazy in the messy hair, and only a pair of sunken eyes stared like copper bells, so big, but lifeless and blind .

No need to guess, I wish MSI knows who is coming,

"Kong Qiang..." Zhu Weixing whispered the name.

It was indeed Kong Qiang who appeared. He was in rags, like a tramp with no clothes on, his bare limbs were like sticks, and he was so depraved that he didn't look like a living person.

His eyes first looked at Zhu Weixing, deep and gloomy, and then met Jiang Yi, flinched for a moment, then glanced back coldly, showing a sense of fearlessness.

He said: "You want me to come, here I come."

The voice was dry and hoarse, like the person who called Zhu Weixing, but compared to Zhu Weixing and Jiang Yi, it was Ma Qing who was being carried the most.He is like a live fish that is not completely dead. When he senses someone approaching with a knife, even if he has no strength, he still jumps politely with puffed cheeks.

Zhu Weixing heard him say weakly and vaguely: "I'll go get it...I'll go get it...you let me go..." Man Han begged and mourned, very pitiful.

Kong Qiang, however, enjoyed this begging for mercy, and slowly squatted down.

If it was on flat ground, Jiang Yi might be able to knock down the person in front of him with one hand, but the current terrain is limited, he is stuck to the wall, hanging a burden with one hand, and bearing the weight of two people with the other, let alone confrontation, Kong Qiang With just a slight push, he can hardly even protect himself.

Jiang Yi, who was hanging empty, watched silently as the man above him took out a small fruit knife three or four inches long from his pocket, and moved it closer to his five fingers that were holding on to the edge of the wall, expressionless.

Downstairs, Zhu Weixing lost his calmness as before, his face became paler, and his thoughts changed sharply.

"Kong Qiang," he said suddenly, "it's already here, you have to speak clearly before you start."

Kong Qiang pointed the blade at Jiang Yi's index finger and slashed open a deep bloody mouth. Looking at the gurgling liquid, he bent his eyes in satisfaction before looking at Zhu Weixing downstairs.

"Naturally, we have to make it clear that there are still accounts to be settled, right, Jiang Yi?"

he asked the people at his feet.

"Two years ago, in order to save the trash Zhu Weixing, I hurt your leg that was about to break. When I got it back, I had to kill myself four times to relieve my anger. Jiang Yi, this kind of love, I can't help it." Return yours..."

As he spoke, he staggered into a squatting position. The thin leg bones protruded a few strange edges and corners on the outer pants, twisted and deformed, obviously close to disability.

He has diabetes, and the large area of ​​the knife wound cannot be recovered. Zhu Weixing guessed that he should die soon.

Most afraid of desperadoes, dragging mermaids to death.

Jiang Yi's reaction to this was a dimpled smile, he didn't care about the small cut on his finger, and he raised his little finger alluringly, and said: "Bitch."

Zhu Weixing frowned, fearing that this death-defying thorn would offend this vicious wanted criminal, so he spoke again to attract Kong Qiang's attention.

"Why bother, Kong Qiang, it's just a matter of stealing something. At most, there are multiple charges of lending money. Maybe no one will pursue them at all for how much those smashed things are worth. Hundreds of thousands of water, only three years in prison Four years, you have so much social experience, would you be afraid of this? If it really hurts the talent, you will die."

Sure enough, Kong Qiang was disturbed by Zhu Weixing's words, and suddenly became angry, and raised his voice: "You are a wimp who only hides every time, you know what a fart!"

Zhu Weixing said: "But I know everything, everything you people planned behind the scenes, the ins and outs, how Meng Ji and Fu Wei died, I know everything."