Chapter 147 Deceased

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Since Z wants to see Xie Lin kill him, he might as well "kill" him.

Just do a full set of acting.

When he said that sentence, Xie Lin's pupils widened unconsciously, as if to say "Are you crazy?"

With Chi Qing's back facing the river, the rapids behind him were blown to the shore by the wind, and the waves rolled up and fell back again. He was surrounded by the dark river water and the dark sky, but these were not as dark as the color of his pupils.

Chi Qing repeated: "'Kill' me."

Xie Lin can drive a car and hit other people's cars recklessly, and he can also run around and become a "murderer". It's not him.

In the end, Chi Qing suddenly exerted force on the handle of the knife in a direction that no one else could see, and took action before Xie Lin had time to react——

The river was running fast that night.

After Chi Qing fell backwards, the river was stained deeper with blood, not long after, the waves rolled with dark red blood and went deeper——

Chi Qing cautiously got off the car one kilometer before the new residence arranged by the director for Xie Lin. Holding an umbrella, he walked through the long and narrow old-fashioned alley, stopped in front of a certain building, and then collected the dripping With a black umbrella, he walked upstairs step by step.

In the spiraling corridors, he heard a child on the first floor being taught by his parents for not doing his homework. The stairs in this building are made of concrete steps, which are rough. Further up, a man who failed in business is being Heavy drinking in broad daylight.

He walked to the sixth floor, took the key out of his pocket and opened the door.

No one will find out that there are two people with suspicious identities living in this building.

Xie Lin slept soundly at first, until he stumbled to his side in a daze, and found that there was no one beside him, and he never fell asleep again.

When Chi Qing entered the door, he was smoking, afraid that he would smell the smoke, Xie Lin snuffed out the cigarette.

Chi Qing repelled the smell of smoke, and stood at the door for a while until the smell dissipated before entering the room: "Why didn't you continue to sleep? Did you wake up?"

Xie Lin didn't answer, but squinted his eyes and asked, "What are you doing running out? Does it hurt?"

"I want to see the funeral." Chi Qing's preferences are still so uncertain, "It doesn't hurt."

"..."

Xie Lin didn't know what to say about this person's preference for watching funerals.

"It's okay to watch the funeral."

Chi Qing thought for a while, and said seriously: "After all, you can't see it when you're really dead."

There is nothing wrong with saying this.

Xie Lin carefully inspected the wound on Chi Qing's body, and did not say anything more after confirming that the knife wound was not open.

Chi Qing thought that there should be more exchanges and communication between the two, of course, mainly because he ran out secretly and didn't tell him, and he was still a little guilty, so he took the initiative to share what he saw and heard today: "That coffin is not bad. "

"..."

"The posthumous photo is also okay, although if I remember correctly, that photo should be my ID photo taken when I was in college, but it's okay, I don't mind it appearing in the mourning hall in this way."

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