The Sick Beauty in the Republic of China

At this moment, Wang Luan also gradually regained some strength. Because of Zhang Mao's appearance, he lifted himself up from Qi Chensheng's arms, but his thoughts were still on the matter of holding the demon.

Perhaps it was because Wang Luan had witnessed a lot back then, and Wang Luan did not find it difficult to accept the "monster holding". Now looking around the bloody room in front of him again, there is no doubt that it was the doing of the demon holding.

"Wang Mingsheng killed Dr. Andres, sent us a photo, and led us here. What did he do?"

Just to use this way to tell them that he has become a demon?

"He is provoking." Qi Chensheng helped Wang Luan stand up from the ground, but did not put away his cane, but habitually tapped the ground lightly: "He has become a demon, and I will not let him go .”

Wang Luan was shocked, and suddenly remembered that from the beginning to the end, Wang Mingsheng's goal had always been Qi Chensheng.

There was something about Qi Chensheng that Wang Mingsheng wanted, that's why he was sent to Qi Chensheng back then, and that's why he deliberately appeared in front of them now.

His hand on Qi Chensheng's arm gradually tightened, and Wang Luan could feel Qi Chensheng's hatred for Wang Mingsheng, and even he himself couldn't let go of his resentment towards Wang Mingsheng.

But now it is obvious that all of this is the whole set up by Wang Mingsheng, is he going to watch Qi Chensheng walk in step by step?

"Ninth Brother, don't think too much." Qi Chensheng pressed Wang Luan's hand, turned his head to face the sunlight by the window, narrowed his gray eyes slightly, "Since he dared to come, why didn't I dare to go?"

Wang Luan didn't know what to say, he could feel that the arms hugging him were still warm and reliable, but Qi Chensheng in front of him was so dangerous, even scary.

Qi Chensheng also noticed Wang Luan's silence, lowered his head and kissed his hair again, and said: "But there is one thing, Brother Nine is wrong."

"Andres was not killed by Wang Mingsheng."

"Who is that?" Wang Luan raised his eyes to Qi Chensheng and asked subconsciously.

Qi Chensheng circled his body, came back to Dr. Andres's bones, and supported Wang Luan to squat down: "Different demons have different breaths and leave different traces."

"The breath here is not the same as Wang Mingsheng's bloody face," he said as he fiddled with Andres's fleshy bones, but he didn't bring it too close to Wang Luan: "Guess Ninth Brother, What is this monster trying to do?"

do what?Killed Andres?

Wang Luan suppressed his nausea, looked carefully, and soon discovered the clue.

At first when they saw the room full of flesh and blood and bones, they felt that Andres had been cut into such a miserable state.But now it is not difficult to find that although some scars reveal the bones, most of the flesh is still there.

Rather than peeling flesh, it would be better to say skinning, full of hatred and disorderly skinning.

This can't help but remind Wang Luan of "Painted Skin", a novel written in the former Qing Dynasty.

It must have been a long time, before seeing his nephew, Zhang Fengliang finally couldn't bear it, and went up to the second floor cautiously, but before he could ask, he saw Zhang Mao, whose face was pale with fright, huddled stiffly in the corner of the room .

This young patrolman, who has almost never experienced anything, was first scared by Qi Chensheng and was forced to listen to their analysis of Andres' tragic death. dead.

Zhang Fengliang was angry and distressed at this nephew, but he didn't dare to take him away directly, he just sighed heavily, and greeted Qi Chensheng with an excuse: "Second Young Master Qi... what do you find here? "

Hearing this, Qi Chensheng put away the bones in his hands, took out the handkerchief from the breast pocket of his suit, wiped off the blood on his hands, and then said calmly: "It is indeed those things that did it, leave the matter here to me. "

Although Andres was not killed by Wang Mingsheng, he definitely had something to do with him. No matter what the reason was, Qi Chensheng was determined to investigate to the end.

Zhang Fengliang was already prepared in his heart, nodded repeatedly, and looked at Zhang Mao tentatively: "Second young master, this kid just came from his hometown, he is really not very sensible, he has to learn slowly by my side, if he offends— -"

Qi Chensheng raised his eyes slightly, and Zhang Fengliang fell silent: "Officer Zhang, you and I have been dealing with each other for three or two years."

"I, Qi Chensheng, always follow the rules when doing things."

"Yes, yes." Zhang Fengliang's cold sweat dripped from his forehead at once. He has been in this position for more than [-] years. Although it is not a peaceful and prosperous age, he is a person who takes advantage of the chaos and fishes in troubled waters. abound.But in Zhang Fengliang's heart, he always remembered the two things that the old head catcher who brought him into the industry back then told him.

One is that one must keep one's duty as a human being, since one day's official food is eaten, one must do one's day's work well.

The second is that not all cases in this world can be done by human beings. If something extraordinary happens, you can go to the Qi family for help.

At first, he didn't understand what an extraordinary matter was, and he didn't understand what kind of help the well-known Qi family in Yunchuan City would give.But after a long time, he finally understood, and now he has an indescribable awe of the Qi family.

And after so many years of dealing with each other, Zhang Fengliang naturally knows that all the Qi family who can handle this kind of thing have rules.The most important one is that when dealing with these extraordinary matters, except for him, who is in contact with the public, no one else should be allowed to watch.

Now regardless of the reason or why, Zhang Mao violated this rule, so he naturally had to give an explanation to the second young master of the Qi family in front of him.

Wang Luan didn't know what was going on, but just watched the frightened young man standing in the corner, feeling as if he would hear from Qi Chensheng the next moment, which was quite unacceptable torture.

But he knew that the matter in front of him was not something he should be soft-hearted to intervene in. Something must have happened to Qi Chensheng, something that should not be known to outsiders. If this young man was let off lightly this time, there is no guarantee that they will be estranged again in the future. In order to prevent anyone else from bumping in.

Therefore, Qi Chensheng had to make his own decision on this matter.

Thinking of this, Wang Luan continued to observe the furnishings in the room instead.Except for the violet wallpaper on the wall by the window, the other walls are painted in an ordinary yellowish color. The most eye-catching ones are the large bookcases standing beside the wall.

Wang Luan tentatively wanted to take a few steps towards the bookcase, but Qi Chensheng still hugged him tightly. Wang Luan gently tugged at his sleeve, and Qi Chensheng took a look at him before letting go.

But his eyes kept following Wang Luan, and he continued to negotiate with Zhang Fengliang: "Or, Officer Zhang must give an explanation."

Wang Luan lowered his eyes slightly, his heart finally relaxed, knowing that this was Qi Chensheng's willingness to keep a way out.

Zhang Fengliang naturally understood the meaning of Qi Chensheng's words, and in a very short time, he thought about an explanation: "Second Young Master, I am not too young, and I should retire after three or four years."

"I don't feel comfortable entrusting others with the matter here, so I picked my nephew from my hometown and taught it by my side, in order to learn all the lessons in it, so that I can take over my class... Now it is He messed up and took the lead by himself, but that's how my master took me before he left, so it shouldn't be considered a violation of the rules."

While listening to Zhang Fengliang's words, Wang Luan looked at the books in the bookcase through the glass.

Most of those books were written in German or English, and the words used were quite medically professional, but Wang Luan could also recognize most of them...

Wang Mingsheng's cultivation of this group of children back then was not only based on shady means.For a while, he took a fancy to the benefits brought by foreigners, and was even willing to spend some money to let them learn various foreign languages.

Wang Luan is quite gifted in language, even for a long time, after realizing Wang Mingsheng's intentions, he would rather immerse himself in all kinds of complicated and difficult foreign language books.

Now it seems that it is somewhat useful, at least it can be seen that there are many books related to surgery in Dr. Andres's bookcase.

Surgery... Wang Luan looked sideways at the skinned corpse on the ground. Just when Qi Chensheng motioned him to look at it, Wang Luan noticed that the scars on the skinned flesh looked like those left by smaller knives. A scalpel used by foreigners?

Thinking of this, Wang Luan planned to go back to the corpse to check again, but he didn't want to turn around and saw a phonograph on the side of the bookcase.

As if feeling something in his heart, Wang Luan couldn't help walking towards it, and found that the black record was also stained with blood, leaving circles of dried blood with the stylus.

Wang Luan frowned slightly, which meant that, at least when Andres started to bleed, the phonograph was not still running.Thinking of this, he raised his hand and shook the handle of the phonograph.

The record was turned again, and an ethereal female voice began to come out from the brass-colored horn.

The voice fluctuated from time to time, following the eerie tune. Qi Chensheng and Zhang Fengliang immediately looked over and listened intently.

"Erwhnt: essausestrafendschon..."[1]

The weird song seems to cover the sunlight outside the window, leading them back to the bloody night in the heavy rain.

In a pool of blood, Dr. Andres' fragmented body danced gracefully in the darkness following the singing.

"What... what is this singing about?" Zhang Mao was so frightened that he couldn't help but speak, breaking the eerie silence in the room.

Immediately, the eyes of the three people all turned to him, and Zhang Mao immediately realized that he was talking too much, and closed his mouth tightly.

Qi Chensheng glanced at Zhang Mao, but smiled at Zhang Fengliang coldly: "Officer Zhang is really good at picking people."

After speaking, he walked to Wang Luan's side, raised the tone arm of the phonograph, and the music in the room disappeared instantly.

Zhang Fengliang immediately dragged Zhang Mao aside, and taught him a lesson under his voice. Wang Luan was not dissatisfied with being disturbed, but just looked at the phonograph film and whispered a word: "Enthauptung."

Qi Chensheng frowned, looked at Wang Luan, and confirmed the answer in his heart: "Behead?"

"Yes, this song is called "Beheading", also known as "Moonlight's Beheading"," Wang Luan stretched out his thin and pale hand, took off the record on the phonograph, and said softly: "It's about Piero's imagining of himself. sin, and beheaded by the moonlight.”