(3 Crisis, do it first and then talk about it (drill)
The scalpel was so cold that it felt bone-chilling just after it touched the skin.
The knife was slowly placed on the chest, leaving a long bloody mark.
Blood beads came out one by one, more and more, and the expression on the face of the owner of the scalpel was twisted with excitement.
As for Zhou Jiancheng, who was lying on the dissecting table, his face turned pale with fright, and his body was shaking constantly. He didn't know whether it was because of pain, fear, or the tightness was just because of the cold!
"Please, please, let me go...I won't say anything!" Zhou Jiancheng kept struggling. The rope around his body became tighter and tighter, giving the impression that the blade was scraping his flesh.
"Heh, heh, heh..." The scalpel made two severe cuts. The pain caused Zhou Jiancheng to bite his lip, and blood spurted out. "After so long, I am really disappointed that you haven't shown up yet."
Get to know me.”
"I really didn't say anything!"
"Do you think I don't know what you just said?" The man's voice revealed a ferocious smile, "But I also want to know how much she can understand. How about this..."
Seeing the smile on Lu Haifeng's face, Zhou Jiancheng's eyes almost widened. He should have known that this man was a madman from the beginning when he cooperated with this murderer!
He is an absolute madman! Murder is like a drug addiction to him, and it is impossible to quit.
"How about this," Lu Haifeng suddenly put away the scalpel and poured a bottle of disinfectant alcohol on Zhou Jiancheng's body. While he was crying out in pain, he said with a smile: "I'll give them ten hours.
If they can find you within an hour, I will let you go, how about that?"
Zhou Jiancheng was so painful that he broke into a cold sweat. After the struggle just now, he had almost been drained of all his strength.
He could only lie on the chopping board like a fish waiting to be slaughtered, waiting for the fate of the fatal knife.
"But ten hours, how to calculate it?" Lu Haifeng was a little embarrassed. He turned around and looked around, but he didn't see anything that could be used as a timer.
He suddenly realized: "Let's do this. I'll cut an artery on your wrist, but don't worry, I'll only cut a little. This way, it should be able to last for ten hours."
Zhou Jiancheng wanted to withdraw his hand, but heard a voice that was extremely cold and authentic: "If you dare to move again, I will chop off your wrist entirely!"
Zhou Jiancheng didn't dare anymore.
The scalpel cut his skin bit by bit, then picked out the tendons and slowly cut them.
During the whole process, Zhou Jiancheng didn't dare to cry out no matter how painful it was. He didn't dare to stimulate this perverted murderer even a little bit.
"Okay, ten hours from now," Lu Haifeng stood up and looked at his watch and said, "It's ten o'clock sharp now, ten hours, which is eight o'clock tomorrow morning."
Zhou Jiancheng watched his blood fall drop by drop, and looked at Lu Haifeng with pleading eyes.
Lu Haifeng smiled and said: "Okay, it's getting late, I should go back to accompany my new wife."
Lu Haifeng closed the iron door and drove away.
This is an abandoned construction site, with rust everywhere, and the sound of mice swarming can be heard in the ears. There are leaking water pipes around, and the sound of dripping seems to blend with the sound of blood dripping.
Zhou Jiancheng can feel that his life is passing away little by little. Here in the wilderness, no one will find him even if he shouts at the top of his lungs. Now, his only hope is Qin Ting.
I just hope Qin Ting can detect his signal.
After Qin Ting hung up Zhou Jiancheng's call, she immediately told Zhang Yong the news. Zhang Yong was in contact with the police at various checkpoints at this time, but after searching for information everywhere, no direct evidence of Zhou Jiancheng's entry into Beijing was found.
"Are you sure it's Zhou Jiancheng?"
Qin Ting said: "I recorded the sound and can send it to the physics team for testing to see if it is Zhou Jiancheng's voice." More importantly, she felt that there was something wrong with Zhou Jiancheng's voice.
Due to her natural sensitivity, Qin Ting could not feel at ease without checking her body again.
Zhang Yong nodded and said: "Yes, but I checked the information everywhere, and there is no evidence that Zhou Jiancheng entered Beijing. If he really dares to enter Beijing, let's see if we can kill him!"
"Brother Yong, can you have someone check the audio as soon as possible? I want to know the results as soon as possible."
Zhang Yong frowned and said, "Are you in such a hurry? Only one person from the physics team will be on duty tonight. If you want to check, the fastest we can do is tomorrow morning after work."
When Qin Ting heard what Zhang Yong said, she frowned and said, "Then I'll send it over early tomorrow morning."
Zhang Yong nodded.
Qin Ting hung up the phone, got in the elevator, and opened the door to the apartment. When she returned to the apartment, it was almost 12 o'clock in the evening. Qin Ting went in quietly and heard the sound of papers being flipped in the living room.
"Liu Yang?"
The sound of paper turning in the living room stopped, and He Liuyang's voice came, "Why are we talking so late?"
Qin Ting looked up after changing her shoes, and He Liuyang was already standing in front of her. He was only wearing a white vest, with his bronze arm muscles exposed, a strong chest, broad shoulders, and a narrow waist. He was tall and stood lazily there.
He is resolute and commanding, but also charming and freehand.
Looking like this, He Liuyang can completely see the elegant and elegant demeanor of the second young master in the capital.
Qin Ting's heart skipped a beat at the corners of his mouth.
"I accidentally talked about a case from that year, a little late." Qin Ting looked past him and looked at the mess on the living room table and said, "What about you, what are you looking at?"
"A little information."
Qin Ting rolled her eyes, as if she hadn't said anything.
Seeing her reaction, He Liuyang directly picked her up.
"Ah! He Liuyang, I haven't taken a shower yet! Put me down first!"
"It just so happens that I haven't washed it either."
Qin Ting hugged him subconsciously, and his skin had begun to feel hot. She rubbed her back with her big hands, the meaning of which was obvious. She struggled not to enter the bathroom, but He Liuyang directly regarded this as fun, and lightly pressed hard, pressing down directly.
Then he started doing things that were inappropriate for children.
"Um……"
When entering, Qin Ting couldn't help but let out a sigh.
The two have run into each other many times, and now they know each other's sensitive points clearly. Desire comes quickly, and Qin Ting knows that she won't give up until he succeeds, so she cooperates twice.
By the third time, looking at He Liuyang who was still twitching on her body, Qin Ting said, "It's been twice...that's enough..."
"Wait a little longer."
Qin Ting was hit so hard that she almost lost her breath. Her tone was filled with smoke, and she could only feel that the strength was not reduced at all. Qin Ting clung to He Liuyang, feeling the powerful power hidden under her muscles...
Are all soldiers so damn energetic?!
Qin Ting gritted her teeth, but another piece of information suddenly flashed in her mind: He Liuyang is not only a special soldier, but also the head of the intelligence department. He must be very powerful in investigation. What if he is allowed to listen to Zhou Jiancheng's voice?!
"Liu Yang, Liu Yang, let me go first. I have something to tell you!"