beauty hunter

Chapter 70: Life or Death Uncertain (Part 1)

After a while, Wen Yan trembled all over, woke up, and reached out to grab his hand from his neck, which was full of ice cubes.

"You're finally awake!" Su Su said angrily next to her, "It's time to get off work!"

Wen Yan slowly sat up and yawned: "Oh."

When he got home, Wen Yan looked sleepy and almost fell asleep at the dinner table.

Mother Wen asked curiously: "Why have you been so energyless all day today?"

Lu Xiaorui stabbed the rice in the bowl with her chopsticks dullly: "I don't know."

Su Su next to her put down her bowls and chopsticks: "I've finished eating. My brother is tired. I'll help him go to sleep!"

Mother Wen and Lu Xiaorui watched her help Wen Yan, who was about to fall asleep, into the room. The former asked in surprise: "Why is Su Su so affectionate?"

Lu Xiaorui kept calm: "I don't know."

Su Su helped Wen Yan into the room and closed the door behind her back. Wen Yan yawned and fell on the bed. Within ten seconds, a slight snoring sounded.

Su Su shook him several times, but she didn't wake him up. She stood up helplessly, closed the curtains, and then left the room.

…

More than a hundred meters away from the window of the Wen family, on a ten-story apartment building, a man put down the telescope in his hand and turned around and said, "That woman has closed the curtains."

"Haha, it's okay, just make sure that boy was hit." In the room, the man on the sofa was proud of himself.

"What are you going to do with him?" the man with the telescope asked, leaning against the window.

"Huh, do you need to say that?" The man on the sofa had a fierce look in his eyes, "Kill him!"

"Zai? You don't want to give him a life worse than death?" The man by the window smiled evilly.

"No, this guy is too weird. The sooner we can kill him, the better!" The man on the sofa slapped his face a few times.

"Okay, I'll take care of it. By the way, if you really want to get the two beauties around him, you have to pay more." The man at the window said, "Killing is killing, kidnapping is another matter. And kidnapping is another thing.

I can't do it today, I have to wait until the kid's matter has calmed down for a few days before we talk about it. It's too troublesome to capture him alive, and I don't want to leave any clues for the police to chase him."

"No problem!" The man on the sofa had a sinister light in his eyes and licked his lips, "That boy deserves life worse than death, so I'll let his two sisters suffer!"

…

One o'clock in the morning, Wen family.

Everyone had fallen asleep and the whole house fell into silence.

Click!

A crisp, thin sound suddenly sounded, and the front door of the house was slowly opened, revealing a tall and muscular figure standing outside.

The man put away the unlocking tools, walked in quietly, and gently closed the door behind his back.

After listening attentively for a moment by the door and confirming that no one was awake in the house, he carefully walked through the living room and arrived at Wen Yan's door.

Turn the doorknob lightly, and the unlocked door can be opened easily.

The man walked in lightly, closed the door, and did not immediately walk to the bed. Instead, he raised his hand and turned on the light switch.

The bedroom suddenly became bright, and the man's face was reflected. It was the killer of the Burial Society who even surprised Wen Yan!

On the bed, Wen Yan slept soundly, with no intention of waking up.

The man took out a dagger with his right hand, walked carefully to the foot of the bed, tore open the quilt, and pulled the dagger horizontally, creating a bloody opening on Wen Yan's leg and blood flowing out.

He kept his eyes on Wen Yan throughout the whole process, and he was relieved when he saw that the latter didn't react at all.

That medicine is really powerful!

The man felt relieved, walked to the bedside, and without hesitation, thrust a dagger into Wen Yan's chest!

Peng!

The man staggered back, retreated straight to the wall, turned around and opened the door without hesitation and ran away!

Damn it, I fell into the trap, this guy didn’t sleep to death!

On the bed, Wen Yan slowly retracted his fists and slowly got up, but did not chase him out.

It’s not that I don’t want to, it’s that I can’t.

If the other party hadn't tried it first and cut his foot to confirm whether he was asleep, he wouldn't have woken up in pain and avoided this disaster. But even though he woke up in pain, he still felt tired at this moment.

The thoughts come layer by layer.

What's going on?

When this thought passed, another wave of tiredness came over him. Wen Yan turned sideways and fell on the bed, snoring gradually.

At the same time, the killer escaped from Wen's house as quickly as possible and ran downstairs, enduring the pain. As soon as he walked out the door, his throat felt sweet and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The killer held on to the wall next to him and took a few breaths. He turned around and didn't see Wen Yan chasing him down. He felt a little relieved but was getting angry.

Didn't that guy say that this medicine can make elephants sleep soundly? How could it be ineffective?

The blow just now was as fast as lightning, and the force of the fist was even more powerful. It can be seen that the opponent was not sleeping at all, but deliberately accumulating strength. If he hadn't been wary and backed down quickly, I'm afraid this punch would have been

Punctured his stomach!

As soon as he recovered, he immediately ran towards a wall in the community, quickly climbed out from where he came in, and landed in the alley outside. Only then was he completely relieved, took out his mobile phone, and dialed a number.

"Are you trying to kill me?" As soon as the call was connected, he immediately cursed.

"What's going on?" The man on the other end was confused.

"That guy didn't sleep at all! What's the matter of '100-day drunkenness'? You're fucking fooling me!" The killer thought of his previous close call and was filled with anger.

"Impossible! I have personally tested it, and it is absolutely effective!" the man on the other end of the phone shouted, "I think it is possible that he is in good physical condition, so he can still resist. Go back now, he may have fallen asleep.

Got it!"

"Huh, you have to see for yourself." The killer hummed, "I'm warning you, this failure is due to your wrong information. If the matter is dropped, the deposit will be used as compensation."

"You..." Before the man on the other end could finish speaking, the killer hung up the phone, calmed down, and walked quickly towards the van not far away.

On the other end of the phone, a man stared blankly at the cell phone in his hand.

It's strange, the Mian Sheng Association has always acted reliably, is what the other party said true?

But that's not right. In order to ensure that things went smoothly, I not only tried it myself, but also found an elephant to test it with. It was successful. How could I fail with that kid Wen Yan?

No, you have to confirm clearly!

…

At nine o'clock the next morning, Wen's house.

Peng!

Wen Yan's door was suddenly opened, and Su Su ran out in panic and grabbed Lu Xiaorui in the dining room: "Xiaorui, no matter what, Brother Wen is dead!"

Snap!

The bowl fell to the ground and broke into pieces all over the floor.

how so?

Ten minutes later, an ambulance roared into Xinxing Community and stopped under the second building.

More than a hundred meters away, upstairs, a man held a telescope and held his breath to take a closer look.

After a while, the medical staff came out of the building, and there was a young man lying flat on a stretcher. A young man and three girls followed behind in panic, their faces full of shock, sadness and anxiety.

The man put down his binoculars, turned around and walked towards the door.

It was Wen Yan who was lying on the stretcher. Looking at the situation, it was obvious that something had happened. The killer was obviously talking nonsense. It seemed that he had to find a burial meeting to talk things over!

At ten o'clock in the morning, in the intensive care room of Pingyuan City People's Hospital, various instruments were connected to Wen Yan's body, and a middle-aged man held a notebook and continuously recorded the data displayed on the machine.

After writing it down, he frowned and put away the notebook, looked at Wen Yan on the bed, and said to himself: "Why are you sending me here when you are so dead? These family members are really..."

Bang!

The door to the ward was pushed open, and Cheng Nianxin walked in furiously. When he saw Wen Yan on the bed, his appearance changed immediately.

"Dr. Cheng, why are you here?" the middle-aged male doctor asked in surprise.

Cheng Nianxin ignored him and scanned the display screen of the instrument.

The male doctor said flatteringly: "No need to look, all physical signs show that he is dead."

Cheng Nianxin walked to the bedside, reached out and gently grabbed his wrist, frowned and said, "My body is still hot."

"According to the time provided by his family, it may have been less than an hour and a half before he died." The male doctor said, "And you should be able to feel that his body temperature is lower than ordinary people. The measurement result just now was 34 degrees Celsius. Now... well

, now it’s 30.”

Cheng Nianxin frowned and said nothing.

Indeed, this is a sign that life has passed away. But not long ago, she still remembered that when this guy said "Be my girlfriend" that day, he was so healthy!

What the hell is going on?

There was a knock on the door.

The male doctor perked up and said, "The blood test report should be here. Come in!"

"Doctor," a middle-aged female nurse came in, holding a stack of reports in her hand, "This is the patient's blood test report."

"Thank you, thank you for your hard work." The male doctor took it politely and started flipping through the pages.

After a moment, he suddenly said: "It's strange...but it seems that the cause of death has been found!"

Cheng Nianxin said coldly: "He may not be dead."

"Haha, yes." The male doctor smiled, "His blood composition is normal, but the protein oxygen carrying capacity is much lower than that of ordinary people. This may be the cause of death."

Cheng Nianxin raised her eyebrows slightly: "You mean..."

"He died of body failure due to insufficient oxygen inhalation." The male doctor speculated, "Of course, this is a preliminary test. To know more accurately, we have to wait until an autopsy is performed."

Cheng Nianxin turned to look at Wen Yan.

On the bed, he lay quietly, as if asleep, with a peaceful expression.

Her heart palpitated slightly.

She had seen this look a lot. Many people died so peacefully, as if they had left without regrets, but the fact was that they just didn't know they were dead.

"I want to transfer the patient!" Cheng Nianxin said suddenly.

"Ah?" The male doctor was surprised, "Why did you bring the corpse?"

"Let me say it again," Cheng Nianxin suddenly glared at him, "He is not dead until the body is cold!"

…

Outside the intensive care unit, Wen's mother had burst into tears and hugged Lu Xiaorui tightly. The latter was better than her, but her eyes were also swollen.

On the side, Su Su Yurong looked gloomy and silently looked at the door of the custody room.

Among the three people, she was the only one who didn't cry.

The ward door suddenly opened, and Cheng Nianxin was the first to come out.

The three of them looked at her at the same time, but before they spoke, they saw the nurse behind her pushing a stretcher cart out, and Wen Yan lying on it was unusually quiet.

"Xiaoyan!"

Mother Wen let out a sad cry and burst into tears.

Cheng Nianxin signaled the nurse to push the cart and continue walking, but he walked up to them and said seriously: "Auntie, don't cry yet. Wen Yan is very powerful, so he may not be dead."

"Why don't you wake up if you're not dead?" Mother Wen burst into tears.

Cheng Nianxin was speechless for a moment.

Su Su suddenly said: "Where are you taking Brother Wen?"