beauty hunter

Chapter 72 Needle God

Chapter 72 Needle God

The sky over the plain darkened, and it was nine o'clock in the evening.

The morgue of Pingyuan City People's Hospital is on the underground floor of the inpatient building. At this time, if you go in along the gloomy corridor and pass through two doors, you can see the freezer in the morgue.

Outside the freezer, in the small duty room between the outer door and the inner door of the morgue, a middle-aged male doctor sat alone at his desk. A Japanese love action movie was playing on the computer in front of him. At this time, it was time for a physical fight.

When it gets intense.

The male doctor stared at the screen with glowing eyes, his right hand kept moving under the table, and his breathing became rapid.

No one will be here at this time, so it’s perfect for some evening entertainment.

Seeing that his breathing was about to reach its highest point, there suddenly seemed to be movement outside the duty room. The male doctor turned around in shock, his face instantly turned pale, and something hard shrank instantly.

The inner and outer doors of the morgue, which were originally closed, opened at some point and were slowly closing!

…

An hour later, on the tenth floor of Zunhao ### City, Wang Lei was sitting in his private room with a sullen face, saying nothing.

Next to him, Xiaoya leaned on him obediently, not daring to disturb his thinking.

But occasionally her eyes would pass over the face of the thin young man diagonally opposite. When the other person noticed him and gave him a gentle smile, her cheeks turned red and she quickly lowered her gaze.

It's strange, this man is neither handsome nor tall, so why do I feel an uncontrollable excitement in my heart when I see him?

"Mr. Wang, don't think too much, there is no room for negotiation at this price." The young man said gently, "You should know that there are not many people who can solve your problem. If you miss me, it will be difficult for you to find me before the attack.

Another person who can solve it.”

The veins on Wang Lei's forehead swelled, but he still suppressed his anger: "In business, you must pay attention to credit. You can't change the price we agreed on in Yanjing!"

"Haha," the young man laughed, "the price is different depending on the time. When that price is given, I know you can find a second person to solve the problem - you know I am referring to the person who set this ban for you -

—Now that person is dead and you want me to untie it for you, the price will of course be different."

Wang Lei felt both angry and regretful.

If it weren't for the purpose of arranging a trap, he would never have eliminated the hidden danger immediately in Yanjing. If he had known that this guy would increase his price, and even increase it exponentially, he would rather eliminate it in Yanjing.

Got it!

Damn, what did young people these days eat when they were growing up? They are so untrustworthy in business!

There was a sudden knock on the door.

"Get lost!" Wang Lei muttered a few words from between his teeth, "Who the hell has a pig's head and forgot that I told you not to disturb them?"

"Sorry, I've never heard of this." The man outside the door said leisurely.

Wang Lei was stunned and didn't recognize who it was for a moment: "Who is it? Ah Hui, is that you?"

The door opened from the outside, and a person stood at the door.

Wang Lei said angrily: "Ah Hui, you are playing tricks on me, right?"

Snap!

Ah Hui suddenly softened, fell down, and did not move again.

A person behind him held the black mirror and said warmly: "Sorry, it's me."

Wang Lei was instantly petrified and looked at the man in disbelief.

The young man opposite looked at him in surprise, and saw that the man had a handsome face, a medium build, and a strong air of elegance. However, he was wearing a sweater and put on his hat, covering most of his face.

face.

Strange, why is Wang Lei so afraid of this person?

Xiaoya looked sideways, was shocked, and lost her voice: "Wen...Brother Wen!"

The man outside the door slowly stepped in, closed the door behind his back, and said with a smile: "Wang Lei, tell me, are you surprised because you think I am dead?"

Wang Lei stammered: "Wen...Brother Wen..."

The visitor turned out to be Wen Yan, who had been pronounced dead earlier!

How is this possible? Yesterday, he acted for a long time and managed to get into the laboratory to confirm Wen Yan's death with his own eyes. He actually came back to life again!

The young man sitting opposite Wang Lei suddenly narrowed his eyes but said nothing.

It turns out that this person is the guy who put the ban on Wang Lei. Strange, isn't he dead?

Wen Yan walked closer, the smile on his face unchanged: "Are you happy?"

Wang Lei barely suppressed the fear in his heart and said in a trembling voice: "Are you... a human or a ghost? I have clearly confirmed with my own eyes that you have... already..."

"Already dead, right?" Wen Yan smiled and said, "I'm sorry, even the poison that seals my throat at the sight of blood can't be effective on me, let alone that kind of chronic poison? Ha! Dragon Grass Fragrance, I really believe it.

You are."

When Wang Lei saw him turning his head to look at the incense burner not far away, his expression changed drastically and he said, "Brother Wen, I really don't understand what you are talking about. What kind of chronic poison, what kind of acute poison, I..."

Wen Yan interrupted him: "Let's make a bet. Bet your life. There are ingredients of Hundred Days Drunk left in that incense burner."

Wang Lei slowly touched his back with his right hand and said with a forced smile: "Brother Wen, you really know how to joke, how can you be drunk for a hundred days?"

"Really? That's strange." Wen Yan turned to look at him, "I went home just now and saw a letter at home, signed by the Funeral Society. There were a few words written about you, and one of them read

You used flammable ingredients in this incense burner and poisoned me."

Wang Lei held the pistol in the gap of the sofa with his right hand. He had just calmed down a little, but his whole body was shocked by his words.

That guy called me last night to scold me. It seems he wrote the letter!

"I always thought you wouldn't do anything to me. It seems I was too naive."

Wen Yan turned to look at the young man sitting quietly next to him, "You are rich and powerful. It is not difficult to find a master who can lift a low-level restriction like me, as long as you are willing. From this point of view, I ask you to check

That lone wolf was also sent by you. Haha, why are you afraid that others will know and insist on me coming to Zunhao? It turns out that I have already prepared a trap. You have really gained a lot from your trip to Yanjing."

Wang Lei's face changed greatly when he heard this, but the young man suddenly raised his hand: "Excuse me, he didn't find me, I took the initiative to find him. Of course, I knew from my friends in advance that he needed someone like me."

"Oh? You are?" Wen Yan said with interest. Although the pulse qi preparation method on Wang Lei's body is only elementary, the person who can solve it is definitely not simple.

"I, Sun Siyuan, am a descendant of Sun Simiao, the miracle doctor of the Tang Dynasty, for who knows how many generations. All you need to do is remember my nickname." The young man said easily, "Others call me the 'Acupuncture God'."

"Needle? God?" Wen Yan smiled hoarsely, adjusted his glasses, "Bragging?"

Sun Siyuan shrugged: "You'll know once you try it."

At this moment, Wang Lei suddenly raised his right hand, and the black muzzle of the gun in his hand was pointed at Wen Yan's chest, which was very close at hand, and he pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Bang!

A gunshot was fired, but the muzzle was already pointed at the ceiling.

Xiaoya screamed and shrank to the ground, holding her head and not daring to move.

"How about this? Let's make a bet. If you can solve my next prohibition, I will recognize you as the God of Acupuncture. If you can't solve it, you will remove this funny nickname from now on." Wen Yan still acted as if he hadn't seen it.

Staring at Sun Siyuan, his left hand firmly grasped Wang Lei's wrist, and despite his struggle, he did not move at all.

"Let me go!" Wang Lei's entire face swelled to the color of pig liver. He never expected that this guy was so powerful. He grabbed his wrist before he could shoot.

, raise the muzzle of the gun.

Wen Yan twisted back and let go.

Wang Lei screamed, and his entire right wrist was broken and deformed. He could no longer hold the gun.

Sun Siyuan was still so calm: "I can't think of why I have to prove it to you. You are not my customer."

"It's very simple. You are the indirect cause of my victimization. You need a reason for me to let you go." Wen Yan said unhurriedly, "Of course, you also deliberately led me to talk to you a few seconds ago to create a situation for him.

A chance to kill me."

Sun Siyuan smiled gently.

"Awesome. Okay, I accept it, but I want to make it clear that I accept it not because I am afraid of you, but because I am very interested in you."

Wen Yan adjusted his glasses, turned to Wang Lei, who was kneeling on the ground holding his right wrist and screaming in pain: "I'm sorry, I made up the letter to the burial society just now, in order to force out the truth. Now it seems that the effect is

good."

Wang Lei almost vomited blood.

He did cooperate with the Burial Society, and he did believe what the other party said just now, otherwise he wouldn't have taken the gun. I didn't expect this to be made up!

"By the way, I almost forgot about Lu Tianchuan."

Wen Yan tapped his head, "Since the Burial Society is cooperating with you, then killing Lu Tianchuan to frame me, asking the Burial Society to arrest my sister Wei, and threatening Du Mo were all your instructions.

Well, according to this calculation, you found this bragging brother when the Burial Society changed its approach, from trying to trap me in prison to directly killing me. It was only later that they failed that you thought of using poison, right?

?”

Wang Lei was in so much pain that he couldn't even speak. How could he argue?

But there was no point in arguing at this point.

Wen Yan turned to look at Xiaoya: "Promise me, you didn't see everything that happened here."

Xiaoya was looking at him secretly between her fingers, her heart was shaken, and she nodded quickly.

Wang Lei sensed something was wrong, struggled hard and tried to run away.

Wen Yan grabbed his hair and dragged him toward the window.

"No, help!" Wang Lei shouted loudly, crying.

What will happen next, he already knows without asking.

Wen Yan opened the window and threw him out easily with one hand.

"No..." The frightened cry quickly faded away and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Wen Yan closed the window, returned to Sun Siyuan, and said happily: "Come on, our bet begins now!"

Sun Siyuan said in surprise: "If you kill him, then who will be banned?"

Wen Yan grinned: "You."

…

Five minutes later, Wen Yan left the room. Sun Siyuan stood up slowly, took a deep breath, staggered and almost fell.

I can hardly lift my limbs, how can I do the needle like this?

Xiaoya stood up tremblingly next to her.

Sun Siyuan smiled at her and said softly: "I'm sorry, could you help me get out of here? I don't want to deal with the police."

Half an hour later, the police car arrived at Zunhao's building from far away.

Han Tianqi was the first to get out of the car and shouted: "Open the cordon for me and protect the scene!" His eyes fell on the body that was almost smashed into a pulp in front of the gate.

Who is so cruel?

At the same time, in Room 303 of Building 2 of Xinxing Community, Wen’s mother hugged Wen Yan tightly, who had just arrived home, and burst into tears.

Wen Yan didn't say anything, he just hugged this person who was not her mother more than her own mother tightly, and let her cry: "Mom, I was wrong!"