Chapter 114： Shot in my heart (1)

The dark night.

Just like the best inkstone does not have a variegated sky, Yuehua hides behind the black cloud, leaving only a small corner of faint, strange light.

The howling cold wind passed by, accompanied by the rustling of the branches and leaves of the dense jungle, the dizzy yellow street lights flashed and flashed, the last gleam of struggling light...

Extinguished lights.

The stars struggled to shine no more.

...

I took my mobile phone to shine through the glass windows of this classroom, but the reflections of the glass made people feel dazzling. I saw something in the blurry.

But I still can't see clearly.

At this moment, another sound suddenly came out from inside.

Tick ​​to tick.

The back light of the phone swept forward, and the woman's pupils dilated suddenly.

The sharp voice that almost broke through the air sounded, "It's dead, ah! ah—"

The floor of the classroom was stained red with blood, making it coquettish and curious.

The blood that ticked down on the floor was bright blood, like a very enchanting red rose.

Weird beauty.

...

The dark night sky, densely covered with drizzle, slowly became bigger, the big raindrops, the gust of wind was rampant for a while, tearing everything in the darkness.

Most of A is shrouded in panic.

Another one died.

...

At this time, the lights of City A police station were still on.

The cold and white walls all around, the atmosphere is terribly silent, and there is a bright lamp above the head, which makes people unable to open their eyes.

Ji Baiyue's hand was cut behind her back, and she woke up leisurely, with fear still remaining in her eyes. The original pale pink lips completely lost their blood, leaving only feeble paleness.

She could hardly open her eyes under the bright lights, and Ji Baiyue said shiveringly, "Some people are dead, and some people are dead... It's all blood, it's terrible..."

"Ah!" the woman yelled almost collapsed, and her whole body shrank into a ball shivering.

Several people in the police station frowned and glanced at each other.

They were also not sure whether this Ji Baiyue was the murderer, and did not dare to untie the handcuffs that held her.

There was a sound of footsteps behind the police officers.

The steps of the incoming people are not hurried or slow, very regular, serious and serious, and it seems to be knocking on the heart.

"Let her go."

A slightly cold female voice rang. This voice was extremely pleasant, as clear as a pearl falling on a jade plate, and with shallow magnetism.

Like a breeze, it brought a clean coolness, which almost made people's ears crisp.

Ji Baiyue raised her head a little hastily, she was stunned when she saw the person coming.

A glimpse.

It was a solemn black, and the visitor was wearing a meticulous police uniform with a clean white shirt underneath, and his two long legs were slender and straight.

That is a beautiful and rusty woman.

There seems to be a coldness of snow between the eyebrows, and the eyes are extremely dark, and the emotions inside are very weak. Just looking at it makes people feel a refreshing coolness.

Her nose is tall and fair, her facial features are three-dimensional, her profile is perfect, her lips are thin, and her color is the kind of pale pink.

Obviously wearing a solemn police uniform, his eyebrows are also cold, but he feels a little bit of abstinence.

Ji Baiyue was dumbfounded.

The woman also lowered her eyes and landed on the other person. She reached out and put the report she held on the table.

He spoke lightly: "The report of the autopsy came out. At that time, she had a complete alibi. Let her go."

Her tone is not hurried, and it can be reassuring to listen.

After Ji Baiyue was released from the handcuffs, she stumbled towards the man, then fainted alive, only having time to say, "Please...help me."

The cold police officer seemed stunned for a moment.

The dark and beautiful eyes froze, Ruxue's brows flashed with a smile, and then slightly bent over, stretched out her slender hand and hugged the woman in her arms horizontally.