560. Chapter 560 The strong and weak in the end of the world (38)
Fu's basement.
Jiang Pingting happily ate the lunch delivered by the Fu family's servant.
One portion of jasmine rice, one portion of pork belly, a palm-sized silver pomfret, minced eggplant, and a piece of Napoleon cake for dessert.
She picked up the chopsticks and started using them without ceremony.
As for the fact that she killed someone just fifteen minutes ago, Jiang Pingting had no feelings about it.
She just killed a damn person.
Who told him to be so mean-mouthed yesterday?
If it hadn't been for his bad words yesterday, how could Fu Qingsong have allowed Bai Cha to kill him.
Of course, compared to that incident, she had two other reasons for choosing Song Lie.
First, he is the weakest among several people.
Second, killing him will also make that bitch Mo Li miserable.
The best way to take revenge on a woman is to kill the person she likes.
Well, she is also prepared to do the same with Bai Cha.
Kill Qin Ye or Xu Zhizhang.
It's best to kill them all.
Although they are all excellent, she also likes them all.
But who made them all blindly choose white tea!
They had lived a very happy life in their previous life!
In this life, they should give up their happiness and give it to themselves!
As for Bai Cha and Mo Li, she wants to save them until the end before killing them!
When the time comes, I will tell them the truth myself.
As soon as she thought of Bai Cha and Mo Li's extremely shocked expressions when they saw that she was still alive, she felt that her breathing became much easier.
Of course she didn't just want to shock them.
She would also tell them personally that she killed the person they cared about most.
By then, their eyes will be bloodshot and their faces will be staring at you ferociously, which will definitely be even more exciting!
Just thinking about it made her blood boil.
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Bai Cha sat on the sofa and listened to Qin Ye describe the whole thing.
Before Xu Zhizhang could react, she stood up in a hurry.
She grabbed the keys that Qin Ye put on the table in the car: "Where are Mo Li and Song Lie's residence?"
She asked with a serious face.
It was the first time for Qin Ye and Xu Zhizhang to see Bai Cha look so serious.
Qin Ye answered subconsciously.
Bai Cha hurriedly ran out without waiting for the two to ask, without even having time to change her shoes.
The two of them didn't care to think and hurriedly followed.
Before Qin Ye had time to fasten the passenger's belt, Bai Cha had already started the car and rushed out.
Xu Zhizhang, who was sitting in the back, realized the seriousness of the matter and frowned.
For a time, he had countless doubts in his mind.
According to time calculation, her resurrection would not take more than twenty-four hours at most.
Twenty-four hours later, she dared to show up so brazenly, dare to kill someone so openly, and the person she killed was Fu Qingsong's student.
She, how dare she!
And he couldn't understand why Mr. Fu wanted to resurrect her.
Yesterday, Song Lie made it very clear what that woman did.
Anyone who is smart knows that Jiang Pingting is unreliable.
But Mr. Fu just chose...
etc!
He suddenly remembered that after the banquet last night, Mr. Fu called him to the study alone to talk about vaccines for a while.
They talked happily at first, but later on, Mr. Fu mentioned his two useless sons several times and wanted him to support them more.
He also asked Fu Hongbo to apologize to him.
However, at that time, I didn't want to deal with that greasy man who had no eyes for anything.
As for Mr. Fu's youngest son, he is really a playboy and is hopeless.
His idea at the time was that it would be better to kill him than to let him help these two losers!
He seems like the kind of guy who has a lot of time?
But now I think about it, if I had agreed at that time.
Maybe...maybe Mr. Fu will not resurrect Jiang Pingting.
It's all his fault!
He should have agreed!
Even if those two losers are indeed hopeless, they are still better than lunatics like Jiang Pingting.
The white tea car drove very fast.
Arriving downstairs where Mo Li and Song Lie lived, she had just parked the car and quickly opened the car door without even bothering to take out the car keys and ran upstairs.
The moment he entered the corridor, Bai Cha could smell the strong smell of blood.
She paused, then sped up.
Third floor, fourth floor, fifth floor!
She didn't need to identify, and she saw the open door and messy rooms on the fifth floor at a glance.
The smell of blood spread across the floor.
Mo Li hugged Song Lie's body tightly, tears falling freely.
Bai Cha paused in his steps.
For a moment, she didn't know how to face Mo Li.
He could only walk slowly to Mo Li's side.
Mo Li noticed the arrival of white tea, and wiped his blood-stained hands on his face haphazardly twice, but Song Lie's blood was wiped all over his face.
Bai Cha squatted in front of Mo Li and took the initiative to wipe the blood and tears from her face.
But as soon as she finished wiping, Mo Li's tears fell rapidly again. The speed of her wiping could not match the speed of Mo Li's tears.
Gently hugging Mo Li, Bai Cha did not persuade her not to cry.
He just patted her back and comforted her clumsily:
"Cry, just cry. Grief needs to be vented."
She didn't tell Mo Li who the murderer was who killed Song Lie right away.
Mo Li was completely broken now. If he told her who the murderer was at this time, she would risk her life and rush to Fu Qingsong's house to ask Fu Qingsong to hand over Jiang Pingting.
They have no evidence, and they will just scare the others away.
Of course, she wouldn't just let it go.
She will catch Jiang Pingting with her own hands and send Jiang Pingting to Mo Li with her own hands so that Mo Li can relieve his hatred.
Mo Li hugged Bai Cha tightly and finally burst into tears.
After Qin Ye and Xu Zhizhang went upstairs, they saw such a tragic scene.
Xu Zhizhang was still breathing heavily, but when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but breathe softly.
Qin Ye strode into the room, his rough and warm palms fell on Song Lie's widened eyes, and he closed his eyelids.
He never expected that in the morning he was still a bystander, but at noon he would become a party involved.
How ridiculous.
He exhaled a shaky breath, his Adam's apple rolled, and tried not to let tears fall.
He stood up calmly and called the funeral home.
After doing all this, she patted Mo Li's shoulder gently: "Xu Zhizhang and I will help him tidy up his appearance. The funeral home's car will arrive in about an hour. Do you want to see him off for the last time?"
Mo Li nodded painfully and feebly.
Bai Cha felt uncomfortable seeing her in such pain.
She raised her head slightly, letting tears flow back into her eyes, and her voice was a little hoarse:
"Sister Mo Li, you have to cheer up.
We haven't found the murderer yet."
As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Cha heard the sound of Mo Li's back teeth grinding.
Soon she heard another name.
"Jiang Pingting."
Mo Li gritted his teeth and spat out the name word by word with a trembling voice.
Bai Cha's body suddenly froze, she knew that Mo Li knew everything.
Bai Cha's hand caressing Mo Li's back couldn't let go.
She suddenly thought of something.
If he had not interacted with Mo Li and the others, would Song Lie not have died?