Chapter 364

Xishan sanatorium is a private enterprise, far away in the suburbs.

The environment here is quiet and elegant. Most of the nursing staff are employed from abroad with high salary, but the price is also amazing.

Zhang Minggang's family has money. After the operation, it's normal.

When the high-speed railway takes out its pass and is about to walk to the door, a nerve suddenly tightens.

When a person walks on a mountain path, but is watched by a poisonous snake in the dark, he will have this feeling.

The high-speed railway slowly turns back, with a blank face.

In terms of the ratio of starting to installing, Liu Shuai Cai, the security guard of the seven immortals nightclub, in front of the high-speed railway, is slag.

The current reaction of high-speed railway is the instinct of ordinary people to turn back when they suddenly realize something.

He saw a woman.

Western beauty, up to 30 years old.

He is taller than Han Shishi.

Although Han Shishi's body is not spicy, his body tends to be delicate and beautiful due to race.

This blonde, blue eyed, high nosed Western beauty has a wide buttock, at least 1.15 meters legs, strong and powerful.

Wearing a beige suit and black shoes with half high heels, she was standing by the side of the road talking on the phone.

"If the girl goes to the night show, she must change the pattern of the seven immortals."

The high-speed railway is very dirty in mind. When it smiles at others, its eyes are sweeping back and forth on her commanding height, wide hips and long legs. It is also timid to show the true nature of a man.

Looking at his woman coldly, Xiumei frowned, turned and walked to a black car.

"Even if she was trying to restrain herself, she didn't suppress her powerful aura. It's a hard stubble. "

After watching the car go away, the high-speed railway shakes its shoulders and quickly walks to the gate of the reception room.

Since it's a top private sanatorium and most of the nursing staff are foreigners, it's normal to meet a Western beauty who can compete with Mr. Han here.

Even if the high-speed rail can see that this is a hard stubble, I don't think much about it.

Is it strange that people who can recuperate in this place are surrounded by beautiful bodyguards?

With the pass provided by Zhang Mingju, the high-speed railway smoothly entered the sanatorium.

The security and defense measures here, no matter how advanced, are the sanatorium after all. Of course, the atmosphere should not be too oppressive or tense.

Tight outside, loose inside.

Even if the high-speed railway is walking on the small road with flowers and trees on both sides, listening to the elegant piano music coming from the roadside lawn speaker, you will have the illusion of coming to a resort.

The sanatorium covers a large area.

The high-speed railway followed the signs and walked for more than 20 minutes before arriving at the No. 168 special care room where Zhang Minggang once lived.

All the special care rooms in the sanatorium are two-story independent villas.

Within a radius of 30 meters, villas are the "territory" of tenants.

Special care unit 168 is at the back of the sanatorium.

Maybe it's because the tragedy happened here just yesterday, and there are few people around. Even the sunshine seems so bleak.

The air, as if still filled with a faint smell of blood.

The high-speed railway looked back and walked slowly up the stone path through the living room door.

The door was open.

It seems that Zhang Mingju has already said hello to this side, saying that someone will come here today, and the sanatorium has opened the door specially.

The whole 168 special care room, like a giant beast, is lying here with a bloody mouth open, waiting for the high-speed railway to take the initiative to enter the mouth.

High speed rail right hand slightly hard, the door quietly opened.

The smell of blood came immediately.

Even the pungent smell of disinfectant, a lot of air fresheners are not covered.

The decoration of each special care room is similar to that of a five-star hotel.

The curtains of the four windows were drawn to both sides.

It seems that the sanatorium also hopes that sunlight can change some kind of atmosphere in this room.

Gas field is really strange.

I can't see.

I can't touch it, but I can really feel its existence and difference.

If the high-speed railway closes its eyes, it may be able to "see" Zhang Minggang sitting on the sofa, with his feet on the desk, watching TV with a cigarette in his mouth.

It's terrible to have no sunshine, but it's gloomy to have sunshine - this is the special atmosphere in the house where the murder happened.

It is estimated that no one will live in for a long time.

Although the sanatorium must be desperately blocking the news of last night's murder, who can afford to live in this place is not well-informed.

Of course, high-speed rail will not care about this kind of atmosphere.

On the contrary, he also felt very kind -

"San Shao, my friend has come to see you."

The high-speed railway listened for a moment, but did not hear Zhang Minggang's answer. It had to walk quickly to the stairs.

The first floor is the living room.There are two bedrooms on the second floor, one for convalescents and the other for caregivers.

There are also two rooms, but they are gymnasiums and so on.

All the recuperators will live in the East bedroom, where the sun rises and their anger is booming, which is good for their health.

The doors of the four rooms on the second floor are open.

High speed rail does not need to go in, you can see the situation inside.

The gym and the room where the caregivers live are normal.

Zhang Minggang's bedroom -

after the high-speed railway pushed in, the smell of blood came from it.

The windows are closed.

The curtains were open, and the sunlight came in and spread all over the room.

There was black blood on the walls, on the bed, on the sofa, on the desk and on the floor.

After the murder, the police must have come to investigate the scene.

On the floor under the bed, there are figures drawn by grey lines.

The high-speed railway looks at the figure, and its eyes are almost staring out of its eyes. Zhang Minggang is biting the thing in his mouth, staring at the ceiling quietly with a plane take-off.

His fatal wound, definitely not below.

Even if there is bleeding below, it can't be sprayed on the wall.

Even on the ceiling, there are a few drops of blood the size of soybeans.

He was cut off the artery on the side of his neck.

It's the same way that Bai Yujing died.

It's also very likely that Bai Ruoying did it himself.

But the way she used to kill Bai Yujing for the second time was far more decisive and ruthless than when she killed Bai Yujing.

Inexplicably, a woman's hand floated in front of the high-speed railway.

The owner of this hand, who is clearly 40 years old, is still a little girl like snow skin, full of elasticity and slender fingers.

This hand, holding a sharp scalpel.

When the blood splashes out, it splashes on the back of the hand, like wintersweet blooming in the snow.

"Sooner or later, I'll cut it off for you."

The high-speed railway lightly said, lit a cigarette, and looked at the wall.

On the west wall, an abstract stiletto was painted.

That style is exactly the same as the pair of out of print rose tears that high-speed railway gave her.

Maybe it's because the girl's hand is very beautiful. Maybe she has a certain painting background, so this stiletto has some charm.

It's full of amorous feelings.

There are even evil and dirty hints.

High speed rail disdain of the pie pie pie mouth, staring at that thin high heel of calm eyes, along the downward slope of 45 angle toe, looking to the northwest corner.

Zhang Minggang's bed is under the east wall.

Under the west wall, there is a group of fashionable floor cabinets.

In the northwest corner of the cabinet is a vase.

The flowers in the vase withered quickly under the influence of some evil.

No matter where Zhang Minggang lives, he is a patient.

When his relatives and friends come to visit him, they will buy him flowers.

So there are flowers in his room, no problem.

There is a piece of paper on the flower.

On the paper, there are blessings like "recover early".

Handwritten.

This is the person who sent the flowers, or a piece of paper hung in the flower shop, which will be signed below.

High speed railway picked up the piece of paper and looked at the signature Jiang Yan.

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