Chapter 119

Qi Fei looked at her calm face, not understanding how a person could say such cruel words so frankly.

"I haven't lost myself. You let me see more of my own flesh and blood, the pain and joy of the soul and flesh intertwined, Qi Fei." Zhong Kui suddenly turned to look at him, with the charm of a witch, calling softly, "Love me, love me without reservation, don't listen, don't look..." As she spoke, she covered Qi Fei's lost eyes with her cold palms.

In the darkness, Qi Fei could feel the sweet floral fragrance becoming stronger and stronger. When Zhong Kui's soft lips touched his, he knew that nothing else mattered...

Downstairs at Nancheng Hospital, Qi Fei had just turned into the gate when the car's headlights suddenly swept over the figure of a thin old woman, scaring him into a sharp brake.

When he came to his senses, he found that it was Meng Apo standing in front of his car with a straight face. In the middle of the night in the cold weather, it looked like she had been waiting here for a long time.

Zhong Kui slowly rolled down the car window and said as if nothing had happened: "Apo, it's cold, get in the car."

With just a few words, the hostility on Meng Apo's body suddenly disappeared, and she obediently got into the car.

It only took a few minutes to drive to the basement, but since Meng Apo sat in the back row, Qi Fei felt it was exceptionally long.

After getting out of the car, Qi Fei finally couldn't help but say to Meng Apo: "We are going up to investigate the case now, do you plan to follow us like this all the time?"

"Wherever the Great Immortal goes, I go." Meng Apo said stubbornly.

Zhong Kui asked as if watching a show: "Apo is quite good, what's wrong with following?"

Qi Fei looked at Zhong Kui in disbelief, not expecting her not to stand on his side, and then leaned into her ear to whisper, only to be blocked by Meng Apo's withered hand.

Not paying attention, his lips touched the back of Apo's wrinkled hand.

A subtle smile flashed across Apo's withered face, making Qi Fei wonder for a moment who had taken advantage of whom.

"Alright, I'll be blunt. It's just that having you around, Apo, gives me goosebumps, and it's cold and uncomfortable." Qi Fei said, raising his volume.

Zhong Kui laughed: "Could it be that you have a ghost in your heart?"

The elevator door opened with a "ding," and Meng Apo followed closely behind Zhong Kui, entering the elevator before Qi Fei.

Ying Shuigen had already been sent in for emergency treatment.

As soon as Wu Shanqiu saw them come up, she stepped forward and said: "Currently, Ying Shuigen is diagnosed with laryngeal edema caused by acute allergy. If Zhong Kui hadn't cut open Ying Shuigen's trachea in time, he wouldn't have lasted until the hospital."

"What about the letter?"

"It has been sent for inspection. In this situation, it is suspected that a strong allergen that only affects Ying Shuigen was placed in the envelope."

Zhong Kui heard this and said faintly: "It seems these two are old acquaintances."

Qi Fei touched his chin and followed up: "At least the other party must know what Ying Shuigen is allergic to. Could the person who delivered the letter be the monster himself?" Speaking of this, he couldn't help but be excited. After all, this was the closest he had ever been to the monster. "According to its habit of leaving no survivors in every crime, this time it miscalculated."

"Hmph, it didn't miscalculate. If it were Zhong Xiaoyu, she wouldn't have used a knife on Ying Shuigen. That knife had a fifty percent chance of killing him directly. It's just that I don't care." Zhong Kui said coldly.

Emergency treatment was still ongoing. Wu Shanqiu looked at Zhong Kui, suddenly remembered happy memories, held her hand, and said: "Xiao Kui, are you staying at my place again this time back in Nancheng?"

Zhong Kui smiled slightly: "I've already found a place, thank you."

"Aren't you back in Nancheng temporarily? When did you find a place?" Wu Shanqiu asked in surprise.

"Don't forget, I bought the Guiyue Apartment. Before the apartment is demolished, I can live there."

"Ah, that haunted house?"

"The thing I fear least is a haunted house." Zhong Kui's red lips lifted, she raised her hand to brush her hair, and then naturally turned to Meng Apo and said, "I have to ask Ying Shuigen some questions, Apo, you go to the apartment and tidy up first."

Meng Apo glared at Qi Fei a few more times, unable to rest assured, before leaving reluctantly.

Wu Shanqiu looked at her phone tactfully: "Ah, I have to go back to the police station to check the physical evidence and the autopsy report, bye!"

The corridor became quiet. Qi Fei and Zhong Kui sat side by side on the chairs. Before long, Zhong Kui leaned on Qi Fei's shoulder and fell asleep, just like in the Yun Shen Secret Realm.

But Qi Fei had no sleepiness at all, his mind restless.

Although Zhong Kui didn't care at all, he couldn't be so detached.

She just said that if it were Zhong Xiaoyu, she would care about Ying Shuigen's life and death and wouldn't have decisively cut open his trachea, but Zhong Kui would.

This is the difference between Zhong Kui and Zhong Xiaoyu, and also the difference between Zhong Kui and him.

Perhaps Jiang Tianyi was right.

Zhong Kui is a personality, created, and in his eyes, a personality that is too perfect, but has serious flaws in the eyes of the world.

Even if she deeply understands his entanglement in the relationship between the two, her settings will make her not care at all.

However, he knew that he couldn't lose Zhong Kui. He cared about her more than Zhong Kui cared about herself.

When the sky was about to dawn, Wu Shanqiu returned to the hospital and saw Qi Fei sitting straight from a distance, while Zhong Kui was lying on his lap, not yet awake, covered with Qi Fei's coat.

Qi Fei also saw Wu Shanqiu. Looking at her grinning face, he wanted to retort, but was afraid of waking Zhong Kui, so he could only say with his mouth shape: "What are you giggling about?"

Wu Shanqiu had already walked quietly to them, bent down, looked at Zhong Kui's face for a long time, and sighed to Qi Fei in a low voice: "She looks like an angel when she's asleep!"

Qi Fei heard this and couldn't help but lift the corners of his mouth, not even knowing what he was proud of.

Zhong Kui slowly opened her eyes, her complexion much better than last night, as if she had had a sound sleep by Qi Fei's side.

"The things in the envelope have been checked clearly. Ragweed pollen was placed inside. This thing is non-toxic and tasteless, but it will have serious consequences for people who are allergic to it." Wu Shanqiu said.

"When I pulled out the envelope, Ying Shuigen was kneeling at my feet begging, and the pollen just happened to fall on his face and was inhaled quite a bit." Zhong Kui said.

"It seems the other party had planned to kill Ying Shuigen when you read the letter."

"In addition, we compared Ying Shuigen's shoes with the bloody footprints found at the scene and confirmed that the size 42 footprints are his. That is to say, he definitely went to the scene after the crime and walked around all the corpses, but this cannot explain whether he is the killer or a witness."

At this time, a nurse ran over and told them that Ying Shuigen had finally woken up.

Zhong Kui won the bet. The decisive operation of cutting the trachea pulled him back from the line of death.