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Chapter 8, Endless

A stream of blood dripped down the blade to the ground.

However, the fruit knife stabbed Zhang Tongtong's chest, but Yang Ke's palm.

Zhang Tongtong looked at Yang Ke with a painful expression in surprise, not understanding what he was doing.

"Uncle, don't you need my proof?"

"No, you are awesome, I believe it."

Yang Ke still couldn't do it when he watched a child commit suicide in front of him.

But Zhang Tongtong is so decisive, is he really immortal or is he completely brainwashed by Zhang Youcheng?

He took the fruit knife from Zhang Tongtong's hand, searched for any other dangerous goods on him, and then said, "You sit here for a while, I'll go to the bathroom."

"Do I want you to suck it off? Dad said that sucking blood with his mouth can make the wound heal faster."

Zhang Tongtong said terrifying words in an innocent tone again.

Yang Ke was speechless. Is Zhang Youcheng trying to cultivate a demon?

"If you want to follow me in the future, forget everything your father said. Do you understand?"

"oh."

Yang Ke didn't understand why he said such things, and he didn't plan to support him anyway.

After getting up and walking to the toilet, closing the door, Yang Ke turned on the faucet and washed away the blood in his palms.

Although the fruit knife did not pierce Yang Ke's palm, it still pierced deeply.

But after Yang Ke rinsed with water two or three times, he found that the wound on his palm had almost healed.

Yang Ke watched silently as the wound on his palm healed completely, then pulled off a piece of paper and wiped it, and threw it into the trash can.

On the toilet paper that Yang Ke threw away, his blood and some silver particles remained.

He opened the toilet door and was about to go out, and saw Zhang Tongtong standing at the door with his hands raised.

"Uncle, you can stab me too, so we will be cleared."

I also know that one report will be returned to the other.

"No, I'm not hurt, I don't believe me, please see."

Yang Ke stretched out his left hand and shook it in front of Zhang Tongtong. The latter was stunned for a moment, without saying a word, and sat back to his position obediently.

After calling, Ming Jiayi walked back from outside and apologized to Yang Ke: "Sorry, let's wait for you for a long time, let's start taking transcripts."

Seeing that her smile had not dissipated and her cheeks were red, Yang Ke suddenly realized that she was actually a beauty.

Are all the popular beauties handed over to the country now?

The next record is Ming Jiayi asking some questions about this case, and then Yang Ke and Zhang Tongtong answered truthfully.

Finally sign your name and the transcript is completed.

Ming Jiayi took the transcript and then smiled at Yang Ke and said, "Okay, Mr. Yang Ke, you can leave. Please keep your phone on in the next few days. If you need it, we will contact you again. I have helped you line up with the doctor's psychological counseling I mentioned before. When you queue up, you will receive a text message notification. The specific time will be determined by you. However, if you don't have time within two days after receiving the text message, you can ask others to jump in line first, and you can postpone it in the order."

Yang Ke nodded, very satisfied with Ming Jiayi's arrangement.

But Zhang Tongtong kept grabbing the corner of his clothes, making it impossible for him to leave.

Yang Ke thought for a while and said hesitantly: "Officer Ming, I don't know what you are going to do with this child... Um, do it?"

Ming Jiayi said: "Oh, we have investigated. Zhang Tongtong's grandparents are still alive. According to the regulations, we will send him to his grandparents next."

"I won't go to my grandparents' place! I want to be with my uncle!"

Zhang Tongtong, who had always been very well-behaved, suddenly started yelling.

He even used the magical skill of children rolling around on the ground.

Looking at Zhang Tongtong's rogue appearance, Yang Ke felt a little relieved.

This is what a normal child should look like.

He always pretends to be an adult with a stern face, and he is not cute at all.

But Ming Jia recalled it and panicked: "Hey, Tongtong, aren't you kissing your grandparents? It's okay, they won't hurt you, sister will protect you."

Yang Ke stood aside and watched the show, and found that the corner of his clothes had been released by Zhang Tongtong, so he left decisively.

When Zhang Tongtong found out that Yang Ke was gone, the other party had already taken a taxi and left.

In the taxi, Yang Ke saw that no one was chasing him out, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally got rid of this kid.

"Master, stop at the subway entrance in front."

Taking a taxi from the police station is too expensive.

It's far less affordable than taking the subway.

However, after Yang Ke finished speaking, the taxi driver did not respond. He frowned slightly, trying to see the driver's appearance clearly from the rearview mirror, but found that the other party was wearing a black mask and his eyes always glanced at him from time to time.

The taxi driver's eyes were not obscene, but were clear and vivid.

Yang Ke looked at his hands following his eyes. The other party wore a pair of black leather gloves, but his wrists and forearms were exposed, and it was obvious that his body hair was quite vigorous.

He has now had a psychological shadow on people with strong body hair.

And do normal drivers wear gloves when driving?

"Master, I said let's stop here."

Yang Ke repeated it again, but this time he responded to him was the sound of the car door locking.

Click.

Click.

He quickly opened the door and found that it was indeed locked. Yang Ke immediately lowered his face and said, "What do you mean? The police station is behind him. Are you not afraid of me calling the police?"

Yang Ke noticed that the hair on the taxi driver's arm had grown a little longer, which made him feel vaguely wrong.

"Call the police? The police are all in Zhang Youcheng's family now, so how can they care about you?"

The taxi driver finally spoke, the voice of a young man.

When he heard that Zhang Youcheng's family was mentioned, Yang Ke immediately realized that the other party was coming for him.

Now Ming Jiayi is the only one in the police station, and she still has to take care of Zhang Tongtong. Even if she calls the police, she may not be able to come here.

However, she is a criminal investigation, and if she calls the ordinary police, it might work.

Yang Ke took out his cell phone from his pocket and called 110 directly, but he found that it could not be done at all, so he noticed that the cell phone had no signal at all.

"Didn't I say that it's useless for you to call the police. I brought a signal shield and you can't call at all."

The young man is very confident.

Yang Ke glanced at him, then turned on the WiFi master key and recording function as if nothing had happened.

The signal shield can block mobile phone signals, but cannot block WiFi.

Yang Ke set the WiFi master key to a smart connection, then opened Zhou Xuan's message bar and sent him a message that "I was kidnapped by a taxi driver. The kidnapping location was at the door of the police station. He was related to Zhang Youcheng's case and was a male young man in his twenties], and then he began to click and resend it wildly.

For him, as long as WiFi is successfully connected for one second, it is enough.

Seeing that Yang Ke still refused to give up, the young man sneered and shook his head, allowing him to struggle casually.

Yang Ke lowered his head and clicked wildly, calmly saying, "Are you the black shadow who escaped from Zhang Youcheng's family?"

At that time, because he had to face Zhang Youcheng, although Yang Ke saw the shadow, he didn't care much.

However, looking back now, he may have been targeted by this person since that time.

The young driver said in surprise: "Oh? You actually saw it. Your eyesight is really good, but this way, you will be even more unstoppable."

The driver's voice was very relaxed and pleasant, giving people the feeling that he was playing a game.

"So, are you going to kill me now, or bring me to your house and share your fellow food?"
Chapter completed!
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