Chapter 1080

But at the moment, Yang Xixi's house is turning off the lights, so his vision is just dark and can't see anything.

"Even in the daytime, you shouldn't see anything. After all, Yang Xi Xi also pulled the curtains." Li Qing thought so, and his heart moved slightly. Yang Xixi said before that she forgot to open the curtains because she was frightened and left in a hurry. Is this true?

At this moment, Li Qing thought of another possibility. If the curtains of Yang Xixi's house were kept open, even if Shang Xiong hid here to watch, it would be impossible to know that she was not at home these days.

"Why did you do such a thing?" Yang Xi's scolding sounded behind him.

"Cherish, because I like you."

"You're... Disgusting..."

Li Qingzhi got up, picked up a video tape and turned around. He looked at the two people not far from him with a smile. His eyes narrowed slightly behind the lens, as if he were enjoying a good play.

"Put my things down!" Shang Xiong turned his head and glared at Li Qing fiercely, "I want you to put them down!"

"Are you talking about this?" Li Qing took the video tape in front of him and broke it in front of Shang Xiong.

"Ah!" Shang Xiong shouted angrily. He suddenly got up from the ground, but he just stood in place and gasped. It seems that considering the great gap between the two sides, he has no intention to start.

"Is this the private detective you found?" Shang Xiong stared at Li Qing and asked Yang Xi Xi coldly.

Li Qing took another videotape from the table and played it in his hand.

At this time, Yang Xixi's delicate cheek slowly floated a strange look. Her voice calmly replied, "No."

Shang Xiong was angry: "is he your boyfriend? When you just turned off the light, you two slept together, didn't you?"

"Take a closer look. Who is he?" Yang Xi Xi's voice was cold. "After all, you used to work in the media. You don't even have this sensitivity."

Li Qing suddenly glanced at Yang Xi Xi, with a look of surprise in her eyes. What is the woman's plan? I was in a panic just now. How can I look so calm now?

She knew that Li Qing had taken a great risk this time, and his identity could not be easily disclosed. But Yang Xixi still consciously guides Shang Xiong to discover Li Qing's true identity. What is his intention?

"Does... She want me to kill Shang Xiong?" the idea suddenly rose in Li Qing's heart and immediately tightened his nerves.

However, Li Qing's face was still calm. He lowered his head, stared at the video tape in his hand and said nothing.

Shang Xiong stared at Li Qing for a moment, and the anger at the bottom of his eyes turned into deep surprise. He couldn't help but step back and opened his mouth: "are you... Li... Li Qing?"

After all, Li Qing is only wearing a hat and glasses. If he is carefully distinguished, it is not difficult to find his real body.

"HMM." Li Qing replied stiffly, unable to tell whether he was helpless or angry.

"OK." Shang Xiong took a deep breath and bit his teeth. "No wonder you want to be with him because he is rich and powerful, right?"

Li Qing "tut", raised his head and reminded with a smile, "I'm more handsome than you."

"Shang Xiong! You've gone too far!" Yang Xixi said angrily. "How can you peep into my private life every day? I really misunderstood you!"

"Sorry, because I like you, I really like you..."

"You are a pervert!" Yang Xixi was so angry that his eyes were red. "You call me every day and harass me. You rent a house opposite my house and secretly take pictures of me. Unexpectedly, you have the good intention to mention the word like in front of me?"

"Unfortunately, you said you didn't want to meet again, so I..."

Yang Xixi stared at Shang Xiong, clenched his silver teeth and said word by word, "I don't want to see you now."

"You..." Shang Xiong's body shook for a moment, and his eyes suddenly came down, "OK, Yang Xixi, you have seed! Since you do so well, don't blame me for being rude!"

"You bitch! Aren't you with me? I'll publicize your affairs and see who can save you!" Shang Xiong suddenly turned to Li Qing, "do you know what she has done? She is one..."

"Enough!" Yang Xixi screamed sharply and rushed at Shang Xiong. The bone cutting knife in his hand "poof" pierced Shang Xiong's chest. Shang Xiong screamed and subconsciously pulled Yang Xixi's hair and fell back.

"Enough! Enough!" Yang Xi shouted madly, pulling out the sharp knife and stabbing it in, pulling it out and stabbing it in.

Three or four times, Shang Xiong lost his breath. He lay on his back on the messy floor and grabbed the hand of Yang Xi Xi's hair. Staring blankly at the ceiling, the corners of his mouth slowly shed blood.

Li Qing stared round at all this. There were many murder scenes he experienced. He often made some of them himself, but he was never so shocked as today.

The power of a woman who looks weak is so amazing at the moment when she is driven by hatred.

Yang Xi Xi fell on Shang Xiong's body, and the jade hand still tightly grasped the handle of the knife. Her delicate body twitched and sobbed. Her hair was messy, and her face and clothes were all splashed with blood.

Li Qing threw the video tape on the table and walked slowly to Yang Xixi. One hand wrapped around her slender waist, and the other broke her soft jade hand holding the knife.

Yang Xixi's cheeks were pale, tears mixed with messy hair pasted on his cheeks, and his delicate body shook and choked.

"Did you kill for the first time?" Li Qinghuan held Yang Xixi up and asked such a question.

Yang Xi Xi lowered his head and still didn't stop crying. She also didn't go to see Li Qing and never spoke.

Li Qing helped Yang Xi smooth her hair, put her hands on her cheeks, and a smile slowly appeared on her lips: "if it's the first time, you're qualified."

"Leave it to me next." Li Qing took Yang Xixi to one side of the chair and sat down, then looked down and glanced at Shang Xiong's body on the floor.

He put his hand into his pocket, took out his mobile phone and called Fang Yong directly.

"Are you asleep?"

"Not yet. I'm a night owl. Don't want to sleep before midnight." Fang Yong replied with a smile, "brother Qing, what's up?"

"Something's up," Li Qing said slightly. "If you have time, come to Qianshan Road. Call two people and drive a larger truck. I have a body to deal with."

After a moment of silence, Fang Yong's stunned voice came: "brother Qing, did you kill again?"

"Hehe, there is another murderer this time." Li Qing smiled and glanced at Yang Xixi around him, "but this human life can also be counted on me."

"Who is the dead? Do you have a background?"

"Er... There's no background. It's the first dish." Li Qing turned her eyes and replied carelessly.

Fang Yong took a long sigh of relief: "that's good, that's good. I'm scared to death by you. Send me the detailed address by text message. I'll call someone and hurry there right away."

"Well, I'll wait for you here." Li Qing hung up the call, edited a text message, and then put the mobile phone back in his pocket.

He went to the window, unscrewed a bottle of soda on the table, came back and handed it to Yang Xixi.

Yang Xi Xi twisted his two jade hands together, and his fingers were full of blood. She kept her head down and just stared at the tip of her shoes. She didn't look at Shang Xiong's body or Li Qing.

Seeing that Yang was reluctant to answer, Li Qing withdrew her hand, put the soda to her mouth, took a sip, then pulled a chair at will, and the two sat down across Shang Xiong's body.

Li Qing stared at Shang Xiong's hand on the floor, and his eyes were thoughtful. At the bottom of his heart, he compared the hand with the blood fingerprint on the door and found that the two couldn't match. The blood handprint is small and exquisite, and the hand in front is obviously too big.

"That's interesting..." Li Qing thought silently.

Neither of them spoke. After waiting so quietly for a long time, suddenly there was a knock at the door.

"Brother Qing, brother Qing?" Fang Yong's voice came from the door.

Li Qing got up and opened the door.

Fang Yong squeezed into the room, followed by two men in black. Both of them carried things. One of them had a large suitcase in his hand, while the other had a barrel of gasoline in his hand. They put their things by the door and bowed respectfully to Li Qing: "master."

"Yes." Li Qing nodded his head gently.

Fang Yong stared at Yang Xixi's back, and his cheeks filled with an incredible look again. He looked at Li Qing, then nodded at the two men in Black: "do it."

"Yes."

The two men were very professional. They searched the body first, and then carefully cleaned up the fingerprints and hair. Finally, they wrapped Shang Xiong's body in a large plastic bag and stuffed it into a large suitcase in an extremely incredible posture.

Around Shang Xiong's morgue, the surrounding floors were tilted off to form a circle of fire belts. All the garbage and clothes related to Shang Xiong in the house, including those videotapes, gathered together, poured gasoline and burned them together with the blood.

Thick smoke billowed and the smell was pungent. Yang Xi could not help but cover his mouth with his jade hand and cough,

Li Qing took off her windbreaker and put it on Yang Xixi. She pulled it tightly in front of her, which properly covered a large amount of blood on Yang Xixi's chest clothes.

"Go back to take a bath, change this dress and burn it, remember?" Li Qing stared at Yang Xixi's still pale cheek with a cold voice.

Yang Xi nodded.

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