"Let me die? Why? Why do you treat me like this? Do we have a grudge against you?" The extremely depressed growl accompanied by crying was a sign of collapse.

"I won't ask anything else. Do you think you are strong-willing when you raped that little girl, did that little girl ever think about why? Why did you treat her like this? Do you have a grudge against her? Don't be stupid. Death may be a kind of redemption for you." Wang Qibu asked in a sarcastic way, but said in comfort.

"That woman was found by Zhao Heping. I don't know that he is a minor. So Zhao Heping deserves to die more than me." Qin Yonglian yelled.

"Don't worry, Huang Qun will be your companion on the road. And he will die in great pain. I hope you will feel better if you say so." Wang Qibu gave a promise and hung up the phone immediately. He believed that Qin Yonglian would make a wise choice. He turned around and looked at Shen Qingge who was embarrassed and said, "It's good that I'm scared. You really want to kick it back and kick it again. He kicked it so hard. I thought that Fei wouldn't have hurt you in the Fei War."

"The law enforcement team has dealt with the body." Yue Xiaochen, who had just hung up the phone, said to Wang Qibu.

"Then, there is still one left now. But it is also the one that is the hardest to deal with." Wang Qibu, who glanced at the ward, sighed somewhat distressedly. He looked at the Beletta he had lent him on his waist. Zhuo Hang, who was in a low mood, said, "Don't worry, even if it's for me to fall asleep in the future, I won't let this beast go." After that, he walked towards the ward again, always having a result, and he thought so.

"Wait." Zhuo Hang shouted, which made Wang Qibu turn around and look at him in confusion.

"You are a good person." Zhuo Hang said firmly.

"I know this." Wang Qibu said it for granted.

"So I want to cause trouble for you. I think Xiaohe will never want to see a good person like you in trouble." Although he had been hesitating for a long time, Zhuo Hang was only determined when he said it.

"Haha. Don't be stupid." Wang Qibu smiled and patted Zhuo Hang's shoulder and said, "Where is me, because I have experienced it, I believe in the existence of the way of heaven. Because I cherish my wings, I ignore the way of heaven. In that case, I have to worry that God will take back everything she gave me."

...

"What's the situation?" Wang Qibu, standing next to the windowsill of the senior ward, asked a question that everyone wanted to know. The fishy and salty evening breeze blew into the only room with a window on the 21st floor of the inpatient department of Qingzhou People's Hospital, which made Zhuo Hang, who was the weakest, shudder.

"Mr. Li seemed to be about to jump from the balcony to the nearby balcony and run away. In fact, he could have jumped over, but the snow turned into ice a few days ago, and his feet slipped and fell down." A bodyguard who had witnessed the whole process and was too late to stop him said.

Zhang Zijie rubbed his forehead hard.

I didn't think about going downstairs to see if Li Changsheng was still alive, because that was simply impossible. No one could survive after taking a picture of the cement parking lot from a height of 60 or 70 meters.

"Then, Jie Ai, veteran." Wang Qibu's face changed slightly. No one noticed it. You should know how rare this is for someone like him who is impeccable in terms of experience and strength.

Zhang Zijie didn't say anything. He just nodded as if nothing. So Wang Qibu and his party rarely left without saying a single nonsense. Embarrassment, weirdness, and other breaths spread in the air.

After paying enough medical expenses for the seriously injured Nan Ge to discharge, Wang Qibu and his party walked out of the hospital;

"It won't be such a coincidence, right?" Shen Qingge couldn't help it.

"That ward is very big. But there are six bodyguards, one of which is a disabled person who is injured with both hands..." Wei Ni muttered.

"I just want to say that you have seen traces of snow on the edge of the large balcony?" Yue Xiaochen spoke for the third time.

"Not only that, the parking lot is nearly ten meters away from the theme of the inpatient building." Chen Feng also expressed his opinion with a frown.

"Okay. I don't want to scare you. But when I walked into the ward again just now, all the hairs on my body stood up. When I looked out the window, I could always see a not-so-real flower in a trance." Wang Qibu successfully attracted everyone's attention.

"Rose?" Zhuo Hang asked tentatively.

"Did you see it too?" After hearing what Zhuo Hang said, he felt that the flower was a rose, so he asked back.

"Xiaohe's favorite thing is roses. Today..." Zhuo Hang said excitedly and even trembled. After calming down for a while, he said, "Today is the 49th day of Xiaohe's death, which is the 7th day of Wei Qi."

On the eve of the Spring Festival in 1998, it was able to leave a deep impression on many Qingzhou people. Perhaps even after many years, many people would still talk to the people they met, "On the same night, Qingzhou Mayor Qin Yonglian committed suicide by hanging himself at home; the leader of the Qinglong Gang, the largest gang in Qingzhou, disappeared; and Qingzhou's richest man Li Changsheng fell from the building in the hospital." This is very similar to the distorted plot at the end of the ghost story.

...

Wang Qibu and his group broke up at the airport, and Wei Ni volunteered to take Zhuo Hang home for the New Year. Of course, this made me think that Wei Ni took over Zhuo Hang's entire life. Yue Xiaochen flew back to Sichuan and Chongqing, Shen Qingge flew back to the northeast, and Chen Feng took the bus back to his hometown, which was still in the countryside because of his close relationship.

So when I returned, there was only Wang Qibu alone. After many years, this was the first time that Wang Qibu was truly alone. I didn’t have much special feelings, but because I stayed up all night, I felt a little sleepy. I asked the beautiful flight attendant who looked familiar and asked for a blanket and then started taking a nap.

It was a light sleep, so the spirit that was still able to operate drove Wang Qibu to sit and review all his actions all night. One by one, one line that seemed to be invisible closely linked Wang Qibu's seemingly messy behavior. Starting from when he and Nan Ge and others were fighting in the food stall, they first triggered a conflict, and used the policeman Xu Xin to disrupt the other party's sight and pulled the troops out based on the same principle, they all wanted to mess up the water. Then they went to find Li Changsheng, asked Shen Qingge to arrest Zhao Heping, and then got things from these two people to force Mayor Qin Yonglian to kill himself. I don't know what the beneficiary would think of him? The murderous demon, haha, maybe. But no matter what, he should be grateful to himself. By the way, there is also the rose floating in the night sky. In short, no matter what it is, it looks very beautiful anyway...

Although he was sleeping lightly with his eyes closed, Daoxing is like Wang Qibu still clearly felt that a face is very close to his face at some point. No need to ask, it is a woman. He is applying high-end perfume. He should be looking at it and appreciating himself? Oh, it is also a matter of being too handsome. Wang Qibu sighed like this and deliberately stretched his waist. He felt that the woman hurriedly avoided it. He opened his eyes and was the flight attendant who looked familiar. He glanced at the famous brand, and it was Bai Jing/Cruiseman. Wang Qibu showed a surprised expression.

"Is it really you?" Bai Jing asked in disbelief.

"I think it's me. It's still a long time since I saw you." Wang Qibu laughed and sighed.

"Oh my God, it's really you. You were so young at that time, but now you have grown so big. This is really amazing." Bai Jing said in a mess and logical manner.

"If so many years have passed but I haven't grown up, that's a magical thing?" Wang Qibu complained weakly. But it should be worthy of being happy to see someone who has been away for a long time. Maybe because he was so proud, Wang Qibu, who was so embarrassed, asked, "How is it? Are you married?" But he didn't expect to ask Bai Jing for a long time. I still couldn't accept the reality that the child in her memory could ask her such a question, so he joked, "No? How can I? Is it? Is it because the child has grown up and learned to pick up girls? Or is it interesting to my sister?"

"Is that OK?" Wang Qibu asked cutely with his big watery eyes open.

"You can be a big-headed ghost." Bai Jing said, then poked Wang Qibu's forehead gently and said hatefully, "Every child doesn't learn well, even his sister teases him."

"Children all like their sisters." Wang Qibu argued with reason.

"Geeh." Bai Jing laughed, and then said with some emotion, "But all sisters will grow old."

"It depends on whoever's eyes. Just like you think I haven't grown up? It's all the same," Wang Qibu naturally held up Bai Jing's hand and said.
Chapter completed!