My Lovely Wife is a Forensic Doctor

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The slightly familiar voice surprised Mu Yu: "You, you are..."

The words "Yan Xiaobing" hadn't been spoken yet. She felt a pain in her back, and she lost consciousness.

When she woke up again, she found that her hands and feet were **** and she was lying on a bed in a room.

The curtains and doors of the simply decorated room are tightly closed, the lights are on, and twelve o'clock is displayed on the wall clock, but because she doesn't know how long she has been unconscious, she can't tell for a moment that it is twelve noon. It was still twelve in the morning.

She shook her head and shook Yan Xiaobing's cold voice in her ears. She was panicked for a moment, secretly regretting her lazy vigilance because the Qin family had lifted the crisis.

Knowing that it was useless and regretful, she forced herself to calm down and listened carefully with her ears. She didn't hear the artificial noise outside, but heard the sound of rain hitting the glass.

Thinking that whenever the weather changes suddenly, Yan Xiaobing will be unable to control her emotions and hurt people. She is more panicked-Yan Xiaobing must be outside the room, maybe he will use a knife to deal with her next second, after all, she is him One of the many enemies in the eyes.

At present, she is not clear whether Qin Jinhuan knows that she was kidnapped by Yan Xiaobing, so she cannot expect his rescue. She must find a way to save herself before Yan Xiaobing enters the room!

Settling, she looked down and saw that the kind of packing rope that tied her feet was tighter and tighter. She raised her eyes and looked around. When she did not see a weapon that could cut the rope, she was a little disappointed. , But not reconciled.

Turning her head to see that there are bedside tables on both sides of the bed, she suddenly had a bit of hope for the drawers of the bedside table-this is obviously a bedroom for ordinary people. In the bedside table drawers of ordinary people, small daily necessities such as scissors, nail scissors or knives are put in the bedside table drawers. .

Because her hands were tied back, she struggled for a while before moving out of bed, kneeling on the ground, and pulling open the drawer with difficulty.

There are really scissors!

Big scissors with big palms!

Although there were some rust marks on the scissors, she could not suppress the surprise. She hurriedly grabbed the scissors sideways and tried to adjust the posture of holding the scissors to cut the packaging rope on her wrist.

Seeing that the mouth of the scissors was aligned with the packaging rope, she was very excited. She clenched her teeth and cut hard. She did not want the mouth of the scissors to be too blunt. Not only did she not cut the packaging rope, but she was loosened by the packaging rope. , The scissors fell to the ground.

broken!

Sure enough, the door of the room was slammed open in the next second.

It was Yan Xiaobing who came in. At this moment, his face was sullen, and there was a world of difference between the soldiers she had known before-it seemed that Rong Jian said that Yan Xiaobing was mentally ill.

"What are you doing?!" He waved a sharp blade at her fiercely.

"Brother Xiaobing..."

She tried to get closer to him emotionally, but was interrupted by his evil voice: "Do you want to run away?!"

He kicked the scissors under the bed with one foot.

"No, I didn't." Mu Yu explained softly, for fear of angering him accidentally.

"You just woke up, I just need you." Yan Xiaobing stepped forward, put the knife on her neck, and grabbed her arm with the other hand to drag her out.

Mu Yu was immediately terrified: "You, what are you doing?!"

Yan Xiaobing ignored her and dragged her to the living room and threw it on the sofa, then picked up the mobile phone resting on the coffee table and called.

Mu Yu looked at him in shock.

"speak!"

"what?"

It was then discovered that Yan Xiaobing presented the phone to her ear. She instinctively turned her head to see if it was Qin Jinhuan's cell phone number, but she pulled his hair and shouted at the same time: "Talk!"

"hiss--"

"Sister-in-law? Is this you?"

It was Rong Jian's eager voice.

She hurriedly responded: "Rong team, it is me."

Unexpectedly, Yan Xiaobing was calling Rong Jian.

But she was not surprised anymore. After all, Yan Xiaobing and Qin Jinhuan did not intersect, and their status was so different. It was relatively easier for Yan Xiaobing to get Rong Jian's phone.

"How are you talking? Are you okay?"

The voice at the end of the phone suddenly turned into Qin Jinhuan, which surprised her a lot and responded urgently: "Ahuan, I'm fine, you..."

Before her words were finished, Yan Xiaobing quickly removed the phone and shouted: "She is okay now, but if you do not follow my request within an hour, I promise to let you collect her body!"

"Don't be impulsive! Don't mess up!" Rong Jian on the phone promised again and again, "We have sent someone to pick up your mother, please be patient, don't embarrass her."

"Come on, I'm not so patient."

After speaking, Yan Xiaobing cut off the phone, threw the phone on the coffee table, and no longer looked at Mu language. He touched the cigarette and lighter on the coffee table and started smoking one by one.

Seeing that although the knife was still in hand, he didn't mean to hurt himself for a while. Mu Yu sighed in relief, but he didn't dare to move. After all, even if he didn't have a knife in her hand, she wasn't his opponent-she didn't dare to be right His kindness no longer holds any expectations.

After slowing down, she began to glance at her environment. This is a living room with a small area, as simple as the room decoration, the curtains are also tightly closed, and the lights are on. When she saw the family portrait of four people hanging above the sofa, she suddenly understood that this was Yan Xiaobing's home.

Didn't he come to avenge her? Why did you take her home?

She was puzzled.

Seeing that she was sitting not far from the door, she turned her eyebrows slightly and tried to shout "Brother Xiaobing".

"What are you doing?" He turned his head roughly and responded roughly, his eyes full of coldness.

"I, want to go to the toilet."

"No go!"

"But I am really anxious."

"endure."

"Brother Xiaobing..."

"Can't help but pee directly."

"but……"

"Snapped!"

Yan Xiaobing clasped the fruit knife heavily on the coffee table and threatened sharply: "I cut my tongue again.

Cut tongue. Head? !

Mu Yu shook Sun Meilan's pile of broken tongues in front of his eyes, and was suddenly horrified and disgusted, and quickly muttered.

Thinking of her anger because of Qin Jinhuan's "evil comment" on Yan Xiaobing, and because of Yi Yunzhe's words, she was fond of her secret life, and she couldn't help but smile bitterly for her innocence.

"Leave me honestly, if you dare to play a bit of a slick head, don't blame me for being cruel! Huh!"

After finishing speaking, Yan Xiaobing lit another cigarette, and then walked back and forth while smoking, looking at the mobile phone resting on the coffee table from time to time.

Mu Yu saw his anxiety from his movements, because she did not know what the conditions he and Rong Jian said, so she did not know what he was anxious, but she did not dare to ask aloud.

Maybe he asked Rong Jian to prepare a sum of money and a car to escape-the bridge section in the movie is like this.

If he really escapes, it is a big security risk for society.

No, he must be dissuaded from fleeing.

Suddenly thinking of mental illness in her mind, she immediately persuaded her to say, "Brother Xiaobing, do you want Rong team to give you money and car to leave Ancheng? In fact, you don't have to do this at all..."

"Shut up! Don't worry about my business!"

"Brother Xiaobing, listen to me..."

"Shut up! Do you not understand if I tell you to shut up?! Dare to say another word, I immediately cut your tongue!" Yan Xiaobing suddenly threw the cigarette **** on the ground, then shouted and picked up the knife to her Flurry.

Looking at him, his emotions were out of control, and the knife was getting closer and closer. Mu Yu, who was scared, immediately gave up the idea of ​​persuasion and shook his head again and again: "Good, I shut up, I shut up."

"Shit! He*damn!"

Yan Xiaobing, with red eyes and a fierce look, scolded his knife away and scrambled away, pacing again in the living room, pacing twice as fast as before.

Mu, who couldn't understand his thoughts, knew that his spirit was not normal at this time, and he dared not say anything more. He shut his mouth honestly and stared at him back and forth anxiously.

In the small living room, except for the sound of Yan Xiaobing's footsteps, all that remained was deathly silence.

For a long time, the ringtone of the mobile phone on the coffee table rang suddenly, and the unexpected Mu Yu was shocked all over her body. When she came back slightly, Yan Xiaobing rushed over to grab the mobile phone, hurriedly connected and fed.

Mu Yu has guessed that it was Rong Jian’s phone, but because Yan Xiaobing pressed the handset to her ear tightly, she could not hear what Rong Jian said, and she could only judge from Yan Xiaobing’s surprise Out of his purpose was achieved.

If Yan Xiaobing really escaped with money, he was afraid that he would not let her go before he was out of danger. How should she seize the opportunity to help the police contain him?

Just when she secretly thought, Yan Xiaobing suddenly approached her with a knife, and she suddenly screamed in shock: "You, what are you doing?!"

Ignoring her panic, Yan Xiaobing cut the packing rope on her foot with a knife, grabbed her with one hand, and held the knife to her neck at the same time: "Come and cooperate with me, otherwise you will look good!"

"Why should I...oops..."

Before Mu's words were asked, he was dragged off the sofa by the man and dragged to the door.

With a click, the door opened.

I thought he was going to take himself out, but he stopped at the door.

"Small whisper! How are you?"

"Wen Wen?!"

"No movement!"

The knife in Yan Xiaobing's hand was tight, and Jiang Wenwen exclaimed: "Don't hurt Xiaoyu! Brother Xiaobing, don't hurt Xiaoyu!"

"Help my mother come in!"

"Soldier, soldier, where are you?" Mrs. Yan, who was supported by Jiang Wenwen, fumbled forward.

"Mother, I'm here! Slow down! Be careful of the threshold!" Seeing Jiang Wenwen want to come in, Yan Xiaobing changed his color, "You go out! Go away! Stay away from my mother!"

"Brother Xiaobing, don't you say that when you send your mother, you will whisper? You..."

"Go away!"

"Brother Xiaobing..."

"what!"

"Don't, don't hurt the whisper! I'm going, I'm going!" Jiang Wenwen cried back after seeing the blood stains on Mu Yu's neck.

"Soldier, you can't hurt Miss Mu, she is a good person."

"Mother, you come in."

Seeing her mother coming in, Yan Xiaobing immediately closed the door with his feet, and immediately Mu fell down, quickly tied her feet again with the packaging rope, and sealed her mouth with tape, and then dragged her arm to quickly take her to the balcony drag……