Chapter 969
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Shi Sheng stayed at the police station for a while. It was almost ten o 'clock when she got home.
She took out the key to open the door. There was a strong smell of blood in the room. The light in the living room was on. There were blood stains on the floor, which were heading towards the bathroom.
Shi Sheng: "…"
How long had it been since she left, and it had already become a murder scene?
No, that idiot!
Shi Sheng closed the door and went straight to the bathroom.
The door of the bathroom was closed. Shi Sheng kicked it open. There was more blood in the bathroom. The floor was covered with blood. There was a person lying in the bathtub. His arms were hanging outside and his head was hanging on the edge of the bathtub. He was motionless.
Shi Sheng checked his pulse. He was still alive.
Shi Sheng went out of the bathroom and turned to the bedroom. "Jiang Su!"
Jiang Su was sitting in a wheelchair at the door of the bedroom. His clothes were full of blood. The blood on his hands had dried and was hanging casually on the wheelchair.
There was hatred in his eyes. It was the same as when they first met.
Shi Sheng: "…"
Damn, this idiot killed someone in the bathroom!
How could she use this bathroom in the future?
They looked at each other for a few seconds. The hatred in Jiang Su's eyes slowly faded.
Shi Sheng went to get a basin of water silently. He cleaned the blood on his hands and carried him into the bathroom to change his clothes.
It was not the first time that Shi Sheng changed his clothes for him. Jiang Su could accept it calmly.
Shi Sheng buttoned his clothes for him and asked, "Do you have wounds on your hands?"
Jiang Su looked at his legs and said nothing.
Shi Sheng followed his gaze and pursed his lips. He put a thin blanket on him and continued to ask, "Are you hurt?"
Jiang Su raised his head slightly and stared at Shi Sheng for a few seconds. Then he shook his head slowly.
Her reaction was completely different from what he had expected. She didn't panic or get angry. She just asked him calmly if he was hurt …
Shi Sheng tucked him into the quilt. "Go to sleep."
Jiang Su suddenly reached out and grabbed her. "I killed someone."
Shi Sheng nodded to show that he knew.
Jiang Su emphasized, "I killed someone."
"I know. You don't have to repeat yourself," Shi Sheng shouted back fiercely. "He's not dead."
Jiang Su froze for a moment and then lowered his head, "Sleep with me."
"I don't have time!" Shi Sheng shook off Jiang Su, walked two steps and then turned back. He asked strangely, "What did you say just now?"
She might have been hallucinating.
Would this retard be so proactive?
"Nothing." Jiang Su retracted his hand and turned to the other side.
His side sank slightly, and he felt a chill on his back. A warm body leaned over from behind, and roughly pulled him into an embrace.
He leaned against her chest and heard her steady heartbeat. At this moment, it was a very beautiful sound.
"You're scared?"
Jiang Su reached out and hugged her waist. "I'm scared."
When he attacked, he didn't feel the pleasure that he had imagined. There was only a kind of emptiness that seemed to require more killing to fill.
But the moment he saw her, that desire suddenly disappeared.
"So I asked you to wait for me to come back. Why didn't you listen to me?" Shi Sheng sneered. He deserved it. It was all his own fault.
She asked someone to send the man over and didn't ask the bodyguards to leave. But they left. Obviously, it was Jiang Su's order.
Jiang Su suddenly let go of Shi Sheng and propped himself up to look at her. "Do you really like me?"
Shi Sheng pulled him back and said angrily, "Otherwise, why should I deal with the body for you? Do you think I have nothing to do? "
Jiang Su: "…" But the way you talk to me doesn't sound like you like me at all.
Jiang Su listened to her heartbeat and didn't know when he fell asleep. For so many years, he had never slept so well.
When he woke up the next day, there was no one next to him. The sunlight outside the window came in and coated the whole room with a layer of warm light.
Jiang Su moved from the bed to the wheelchair and pushed it out himself. The bathroom was clean, as if what happened yesterday was a dream.
Jiang Su pushed the wheelchair into the living room. Shi Sheng sat on the sofa with a lot of documents in front of him and some on the ground.
He pushed it forward and looked at the paper on the ground.
The most conspicuous thing on it was R's cursive signature.
"You're awake?"
Jiang Su's body was suddenly lifted up and he was placed on the sofa. Jiang Su's expression was a little strange. Where did she get so much strength?
Shi Sheng threw the things on the table aside casually, got up and went to the kitchen. He brought out the warm porridge. "Eat something."
"You made it?"
"Yes." She still knew how to make porridge. She wasn't that useless.
Jiang Su took the porridge and ate it silently. It didn't taste very good, but it wasn't particularly bad either.
Shi Sheng sat on the ground and fiddled with the documents.
The two of them didn't say anything, but it didn't make Jiang Su feel awkward. It was a very natural way to get along.
"R's full name is Revenge."
Shi Sheng looked at Jiang Su. "Revenge?"
Jiang Su nodded. "Revenge. This is an organization, a very crazy group of people."
"How do you know?" Shi Sheng sat on the sofa.
Jiang Su's mouth twitched, full of sarcasm. "They once wanted to recruit me …"
He paused and didn't continue. There were some things he didn't want to mention anymore. "Why did you investigate them?"
"Ah, a mission!" Shi Sheng shrugged innocently. "I don't want to investigate this group of idiots."
"You took me in. Aren't you afraid that they will find out?" He wasn't a good person either.
Shi Sheng leaned closer to Jiang Su and said evilly, "If possible, I'd rather be a bandit."
Jiang Su's eyes were even more strange. "You're very strange."
Everyone wanted to be a good person.
Even a bad person would pretend to be a good person sometimes.
He once heard a sentence — human nature was good.
He believed it a long time ago, but after what he experienced, this sentence was more like sarcasm.
"Really?" Shi Sheng took the bowl away from his hand and sat up straight. "How is it strange?"
"Everything is strange."
Shi Sheng turned to look at him and said firmly, "But you don't hate it, do you?"
Jiang Su: "…" Yes, damn it, he didn't hate it.
Instead, he wanted to get more.
That kind of thought couldn't be suppressed anymore. There was always a voice in his heart that repeated, "She belongs to me, belongs to me …"
Taking advantage of his distraction, Shi Sheng leaned in to kiss him.
Jiang Su dodged a little and lost his balance and fell on the sofa. Shi Sheng took the opportunity to press down and entangle with him.
Behind Jiang Su was a soft sofa. Her breath was overwhelming and took over his world. It was strong and rich, as if it wanted to render his world exclusive to her.
"Ouch …" Jiang Su suddenly gasped. Shi Sheng pressed on his leg, and his body couldn't help but bend in pain.
"Ah, sorry." Shi Sheng moved away from him and said with some disdain, "You're too delicate."
Jiang Su: "…" Don't wait for my leg to recover!
He glared at Shi Sheng. "I want to go back to my room."
"Go back." Shi Sheng moved away.
Jiang Su looked at the wheelchair on the other side. When he saw Shi Sheng's evil smile, he gritted his teeth. "Bring me the wheelchair!"
"Beg me!"
Jiang Su was angry and wanted to go down.
Shi Sheng quickly stopped him. "Hey, okay, okay, I'm wrong. Don't torture yourself."
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The above content was purely fictional.
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