Chapter 44

The girl was not panicked this time. She waited quietly, waiting for one day, she could treat the vice president like she treated the supervisor.

Just didn't expect that a policeman discovered the clues and restarted the investigation into Niu Yinzhu's disappearance.

In the whole group, only she knew where Niu Yinzhu was. That scarecrow at the foot of the mountain guarding the dirty septic tank was the supervisor who used to call her to and fro.

The police came, but she was not afraid.

Because, from the moment she started entering Nancheng Investment, she became that transparent person because she didn't fight or grab.

No one remembered her, no one cared about her. All the achievements were occupied by those competitive and incompetent superiors.

Sure enough, when the policeman investigated all the people involved, everyone had their own ghosts and told the policeman about the rights and wrongs of Niu Yinzhu. It was just that no one remembered that she had worked under Niu Yinzhu.

Because at that time, Niu Yinzhu erased all the brilliance of the girl and occupied it, letting the girl live in her own shadow. Now, this shadow became her protective shell.

But some plans need to be advanced.

The man who defiled her was still living well.

She knew that the person was drunk.

But she couldn't forgive.

She knew that the countdown to the exposure of her crimes had begun. All the forbearance, lurking, and long-term actions had to be accelerated.

So, the man named Pan Ting must die.

The poison was already prepared.

She, who had to do all the chores, knew the habits of these people too well.

People in this circle didn't know when it started to become popular to take a kind of imported liver protection tablet. Feng Yi's liver protection tablets were all bought by her. It was not difficult to find a few identical capsule shells. She poured the poison into the capsules of the liver protection tablets, ready at any time.

Pan Ting really came to find Feng Yi. The things that happened to Niu Yinzhu happened to Feng Yi again. Because all things were thrown to the girl to do, over the years, she had become Feng Yi's de facto agent.

People naturally believed her words, believing that everything was Feng Yi's meaning.

She didn't spend any effort to make Pan Ting believe that Feng Yi made an appointment with him to eat at the old place.

She knew that their so-called eating must be drinking.

The life-saving medical skill has now become a sorcery for killing.

How can sorcery not have sacrifices.

She returned to the winter rice field. Year after year, that arrogant supervisor became a mummy in the wind of the wilderness. Under the wrapping, only the hair was well preserved.

She tore off a tuft and placed it at the bottom of Pan Ting's medicine bottle.

This was her last mercy to Pan Ting. If he had a heart, if he had a guilty conscience, he would discover this strange thing, but unfortunately he didn't.

Pan Ting died, and Feng Yi became the next target.

She never expected that what disrupted her revenge rhythm was not that policeman, but her own senior brother, Li Jian, the senior who brought her into this hellish company.

The police's several interrogations about the case were enough to attract Li Jian's attention.

This is no wonder, Li Jian is the only person in the whole company who cares about her.

This concern has now become a double-edged sword.

And she didn't expect that Li Jian, who guessed the cause and effect, made an unexpected move—he wanted to carry all the crimes for her.

This rash move exposed her actions instead, because her medical background was the most suspicious factor. Originally no one thought of it."

Under the gloomy sky, Zhuang Xueqing listened to Zhong Kui finish all the "stories" without saying a word.

After that mask of cowardice was removed, what was revealed was a murderous face like the god of death.

"Everything you said is right," she said, without a trace of flinching, "Only the ending is wrong. Whether there is Li Jian or not, I never thought about escaping punishment. I just need a little more time to let this place rot a little more, and wait until it rots through before dying."

As she spoke, her cold gaze glanced at Feng Yi.

"You know that even if she survives, she is already disabled. Let her continue to rot in this world," Zhong Kui said, "She is not worthy of your butcher knife."

The scalpel fell to the ground, Zhuang Xueqing knelt in the fields, covered her face and cried, and couldn't calm down for a long time.

The sound of police sirens came from the highway in the distance, and several police cars stopped.

Qi Fei understood the message of the music box Zhong Kui sent him, and brought people to rush over. Before the car stopped, he jumped out of the car and ran all the way...

This time, the cold wind didn't make him stop. He ran to the scarecrow in one breath. The first thing he did was to pull Zhong Kui and protect her behind him, pointing his gun at Zhuang Xueqing.

The people who arrived later scrambled to rescue Feng Yi from the black plastic cloth wrapped around her.

The person was still alive, but her fingers and toes were all black, clearly severely frostbitten last night.

After everything was settled, Qi Fei was angry at Zhong Kui: "Are you crazy? Facing a murderer alone!"

"I'm not facing a murderer for the first time, isn't Zhu Ming'en the same?" Zhong Kui's mouth really didn't forgive at all.

Qi Fei helplessly put his hands on his hips, looked at Zhong Kui and saw she was really okay, then asked: "How did you discover that Zhuang Xueqing wanted to kill Feng Yi?"

"I knew it when I saved people on the rooftop that day. Li Jian wouldn't kill people at all, but Zhuang Xueqing was a perfect killer from any angle."

"Why didn't you tell me about such an important discovery immediately?"

"Because, you want to save Feng Yi, and I want to save Zhuang Xueqing," Zhong Kui said meaningfully.

"Nonsense, you are indulging her in committing another murder case," Qi Fei dared not agree.

"She has already killed two people. Whether Feng Yi dies or lives, Zhuang Xueqing cannot escape punishment, but she still has a chance to die with what kind of heart."

"I also don't agree with Niu Yinzhu or Feng Yi's style of doing things, but in any case, they are not guilty of death. Killing is always wrong," Qi Fei argued.

Zhong Kui stopped talking, leaned over to Qi Fei's side, and held his hand.

Qi Fei was made to accelerate his heartbeat by this action that didn't follow the routine, muttering: "You, what are you doing?"

"Just now, I felt so happy when you pulled me over, I want to savor it for a while longer," Zhong Kui looked at him with hot eyes, a few snowflakes fell on her eyelashes, and Nancheng, which had been sunny for several days, began to snow again.

Qi Fei clearly knew that she was deliberately changing the subject, but still indulged in this inexplicable warmth.

The people around were still busy. After a long time, Qi Fei woke up like a dream, took a deep breath and withdrew his hand, whispering: "Don't play, I will take it seriously..."

Zhong Kui reached out and touched his cheek. The moment she was about to touch it, she suddenly turned and took away the snowflakes on his hair. In Qi Fei's helplessness, she smiled wickedly and left.