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I heard that euthanasia feels like falling asleep, there is no pain, only "gradually don't know anything".

However, Jiang Feng neglected one thing - the so-called "euthanasia without pain" is to be carried out in a state of deep sleep.He was so sober at that time, soberly aware that his life was passing bit by bit, clearly scrambling, but so fast; soberly watching his beloved walk towards the door a few steps away, but unable to rush up to pull him back; sober Looking at the sky and the world spinning, I suddenly realized that my desire to survive was so strong, but it was... too late.

Consciousness does not know from which point it becomes blurred, and from which point it begins to break, and then there will be a large blank, blank like a black hole.In the end, what remained in my mind was a deep fear, as if I couldn't catch the rope and fell, my heart and eyes were full of no peace, only the despair of death, and powerless regret...

In the end, I regretted it, really regretted it.I am praying in my heart, can I live for one more second, just one second, even if I can barely breathe, even if pigs and dogs are not as good as... I want to live, I want to live longer under the same sky as him...

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What kind of mental journey Jiang Feng went through before his death, of course, outsiders cannot understand.The information that Nalande got from the phone was limited to the fact that he died of a phenobarbital/sodium overdose.The other fragments were later heard from different sources, and when pieced together, it is a legend.

However, regarding the fear before death, Nalande can empathize with it without being described by others.Because he was also a person who died once.No matter how fast or slow death is, there is always a process, and that process is unforgettable.

I didn't sleep all night, watching the ceiling replay the scene when I was near death over and over again in my head.It is said that after being beheaded, people can retain consciousness for eight seconds.Eight seconds is a long time to remember fear, let alone burn to death.When the shrapnel flew into the heart, I didn’t really feel anything, just a little panic of “I don’t know what’s wrong with me”, but when the fire climbed up to the neck, the brain remained awake for a long time, and all kinds of pain flooded up .Hot, hot, rolling all over the floor, yelling, still uncomfortable, so uncomfortable that I want to kill.Later, the sharp pain in the heart also began to spread to the whole body.Just two words, life is better than death.

Now someone died, a person he knew, died before his eyes.I can't say I'm sad in my heart, but it is empty and uncomfortable.Just as she was thinking wildly, Feng Xiao turned over and hugged her into her arms.Distraught, Nalande kicked away, wrapped in a quilt and went to the balcony to smoke.

As soon as Feng Xiao got home, she fell asleep and fell asleep, snoring wildly in the middle of the night.Nalande felt that the evil spirit was really ruthless, and he simply didn't want to share the bed with him.

Wait... When did you get used to sharing the bed with him?Was it the day when he said that he would be inseparable and protect him?Or do you acquiesce or even look forward to it?But since Ah Si moved in, there were no empty beds at home.It was late today, but Wang Jiangang gave up his room to stay with Zhu Shasha.It seems to be a matter of course.Except that when An Dong asked about it, in order to prevent him from looking for life and death, he had to lie to him that Feng Xiao didn't need to sleep, and that the intercourse was purely as a bodyguard.When the question was tight, she had no choice but to tell him secretly that Feng Xiao would not/raise it, so An Dong felt relieved.

It took two days for An Dong to be bewildered and confused, how could he know that the other party would not lift up if he hadn't slept with him before?It's hard to ask, things are in a hurry today.

It was a very quiet night.The next morning, someone rang the doorbell. I didn't know or care who opened the door. After a while, someone ran up. It was Xue Xiaoxi, who said that the police had come downstairs.

Nalande stubbed out the cigarette butt in surprise, changed his clothes and went downstairs.When I changed my pants, the wound on my leg was involved, and I was sweating coldly due to the pain.It's been a long time since she wore clothes by herself, and she doesn't know how Feng Xiao manages to change his clothes these days without hurting his wounds at all.Don't say I don't know that he is also considerate sometimes.Right now Feng Xiao is sleeping soundly, and Nalande is too lazy to scream.

The police came to Zhu Shasha, saying that she was suspected of "murder" and "assisted suicide", and asked her to come to assist in the investigation.Before Zhu Shasha said anything, Wang Jiangang stepped forward excitedly: "You don't want to touch her, she is innocent!"

Nalande asked sexually, "Comrade policeman, what's going on?"

The police said that they found a syringe needle hole in Jiang Feng's neck, and the time of the trauma was around 130:[-] am yesterday morning, that is, a few minutes before his death, the [-]th and second minute of "The End of the World".

"Isn't that the needle hole where Jiang Feng himself injected phenobarbital sodium?" As the head of the family, Nalande felt obliged to protect the safety of everyone in the small building on Jiefang Road.

"No, the syringe that Mr. Jiang dropped on the ground was used when he pricked his left arm. It has his fingerprints on it, and the residual medicine is also phenobarbital sodium. But the needle hole in his neck is obviously not caused by himself. , some witnesses said that a woman sitting behind him touched his collar, and we also found this in the trash can outside the theater--" the policeman said and took out a transparent bag, which contained a A clean syringe, "with Miss Zhu's fingerprints on it."

"If this syringe was once filled with phenobarbital sodium, then it may be the part that exceeded the poisoned dose, which may overturn Mr. Jiang's inference of suicide; if it is other drugs, the possibility of death cannot be ruled out. Another policeman said, "Ms. Zhu, please stay here for a while before the test results come out."

"..." Nalande had nothing to say, and when she turned her head to look, Zhu Shasha didn't feel flustered or wronged, she just rolled her eyes quickly and looked upstairs. "Sasha, what's the matter?" Nalande asked sexually.

Ah Si also clasped her arms and followed Zhu Shasha's gaze and glanced up, her face full of disdain.There is no one else upstairs except Feng Xiao, if this woman doesn't speak, who is she waiting for?Nalande also had some clues in his mind, remembering that Zhu Shasha had whispered to Feng Xiao before and after Jiang Feng's accident yesterday, when did they get acquainted?Weighing it up, he turned to the police again: "You guys can ask any questions here, haven't you been able to prove her guilt yet? Is there an arrest warrant?"

Mr. Police apparently didn’t watch American TV shows, and was not overwhelmed by Nalande’s rational and well-founded words. When he came up, he wanted to bring someone along, saying, “We follow procedures, please don’t interfere with official business.”

Wang Jiangang tried his best to protect him.But in fact, he would not be tortured if he was taken to the police station, but Wang Jiangang seemed to be worried that Zhu Shasha would fall into the quagmire, and in the end he even forced out his spiritual power to prepare to fight the police.As a result, Zhu Shasha also used her spiritual power to push him away.Yes, spiritual power, a kind of pure spiritual power that is not well mastered, even exerted force a little violently, hurting Wang Jiangang's shoulder blade.She said: "Old Wang, you don't need to worry about it. Ask Mr. Feng to pick me up. He must be called to pick me up." Zhu Shasha was taken away.

Nalande stood still, then turned around and said, "Old Zhang, please go and follow Sasha, and find out what is suspicious about the police by the way. Old Wang, go and wake up Feng Shao, quickly."

It's about him.intuition.

Wang Jiangang rushed upstairs without waiting for anyone to urge him. When the others followed him, he heard a loud clanging of bells and palms in the room from a long distance away.Nalande saw his bedside table blown away, Wang Jiangang rode (...) on the sleeping Feng Xiao, pulled his collar and swayed vigorously, like a drunken lunatic.

"Your Highness, tell me, what did you do to Sasha—"

His Highness fell asleep soundly.

"Your Highness, why are you doing this? Why!"

His Highness fell asleep soundly.

"Wake up, wake up and fight with me!"

His Highness fell asleep soundly.

Wang Jiangang swung his raised fist to the tip of Feng Xiao's nose, but it didn't land in the end.Finally, he slammed on the pillow in frustration.

"What's going on?" An Dong, who had been rushing to record the show all night, returned to the small building and saw this scene, and asked in surprise.It's been really eventful lately.

What he asked was exactly what Nalande wanted to know, and when he turned around, he saw that the only person present who was calm and calm was Ah Si, who was leaning against the door with her hands folded, with a half-smile on her lips, obviously mocking . "What are you looking at me for?" Sensing Nalande's sexual gaze, she shrugged and said, "Obviously, someone is being promiscuous."

"What do you mean?"

"What do men fight for? What do men from the barbaric world fight for?" Ah Si glanced at her "husband" An Dong, and she almost slipped down the stairs with just one look, before turning her head back with contempt. "Not for women."

Then came a voice without speaking: "See, he is very promiscuous, I advise you to recognize your relationship with him early, you can't play with him."

"Who asked you this?" Nalande said suddenly, startling everyone, "I ask you, do you know the details about Sasha and the needle? Does it have anything to do with Feng Xiao?"

"I don't know." Ah Si still didn't open her mouth, and continued to use ventriloquism, "It's nothing more than Feng Xiao wants Jiang Feng to die, and doesn't want to dirty her hands, so she seduces a little lover to work for him. If this kind of thing is exposed, someone will take the blame for him. If you don't believe me, ask Wang Jiangang, he found out a few days ago that Feng Xiao and Zhu Shasha were secretly flirting with each other, otherwise he wouldn't be so angry today."

"Then tell me, why did he kill Jiang Feng?"

"Who knows, maybe it's not pleasing to the eye, so be happy." Ah Si casually played with her nails, and there was a pattern of scars on the back of her hand, and the symmetrical position of her palm was also revealed when she turned her hands, "His Royal Highness Feng Xiao always does everything based on his mood. Haven't you seen it before? For example, the man he killed and buried under your Shen family's old house; and a few days ago he deliberately let you go to see Lin Ansen alone. You thought he was really knocked unconscious by a car Nonsense, he just used you as a bait to see what Lin Ansen wanted from you, and as a result, you almost bled to death. He didn't care about your life or your feelings at all, poor Little prey, wake up, leave him as soon as possible."

Nalande was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized something.No wonder Feng Xiao would break into Lin Ansen's house to steal things. No wonder he was hit by a truck when the two had just had a quarrel that day. No wonder he didn't arrive early or late, but waited for Lin Ansen to finish "Conditions" arrived "in time"...

But what does he want?What is he trying to do?What is the purpose of Ah Si reminding herself several times?

If it was him, what did he instruct Zhu Shasha to inject Jiang Feng with?

"I don't want to hear this right now." Nalande shook his head and said, "Miss Qiao, if you can't help me, please stay away for a while, okay? I have something to ask Feng Xiao and Old Wang."

An Dong looked at A Si and Nalan Dexing: "... When did she talk to you? Nalan, why are you talking to yourself?"

Ah Si was very reasonable, she turned to go out with a smile, and put An Dong on his shoulder as she passed by, "Husband, are you free?"

An Dong shook his head, his face changed color, as if he had swallowed a fly: "What are you doing?"

This is being frightened by domestic violence.

"Why not, come and sign the divorce agreement with me if you have time."

After 30 seconds, An Dong: "If you are free, you will never forget your kindness!"