Shi Sheng was delayed at the police station for a while, and it was nearly ten o'clock when he got home.
She took out the key to open the door. There was a strong smell of blood inside the door. The light in the living room was on, and there was blood that was dragged out on the floor, heading towards the toilet.
Shi Sheng: "…"
How long has it been since she left, so it has become a murder scene
No, that retard!
Shi Sheng closed the door and went straight to the bathroom.
The door of the bathroom was closed, and Shi Sheng kicked it open. There was more blood in the bathroom, and the ground was full of blood. There was a person lying in the bathtub, with his arms hanging outside, his head hanging on the edge of the bathtub, and he didn't move.
Shi Sheng exited the bathroom and turned to the bedroom, "Jiangsu!"
Jiang Su was at the door of the bedroom, sitting in a wheelchair, his clothes were covered with blood, and the blood on his hands had dried up, so he casually put on the wheelchair.
There was hatred in his eyes, just like when he first saw it.
Shi Sheng: "…"
Damn this mentally retarded, actually murdered in the bathroom!
How will she use this bathroom in the future!
The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and the hatred in Jiang Su's eyes slowly faded.
Shi Sheng went to pick up a basin of water in silence, cleaned the blood on his hands, and carried him in to change his clothes.
It was not the first time that Shi Sheng changed his clothes, Jiang Su could already accept it calmly.
"Why kill him?" Shi Sheng asked while buttoning his clothes.
Jiang Su looked at his legs and said nothing.
Shi Sheng followed his line of sight, pursed his lips, and put a thin blanket on him, "Are you injured?"
Jiang Su raised his head slightly, stared at Shi Sheng for a few seconds, and slowly shook his head.
Her reaction was completely different from what he thought, no panic, no anger, just calmly asked him if he was hurt...
Shi Sheng tucked him into the quilt, "Go to sleep, I'll dispose of the body."
Jiang Su suddenly reached out and grabbed her, "I killed someone."
Shi Sheng nodded, indicating that he knew, "Well, so I'm going to dispose of the body for you, or do you want to take a day trip to the prison?"
Jiang Su gritted his accent, "I killed people."
"I know, no need to repeat." Shi Sheng roared back fiercely.
It's like no one has ever killed anyone.
"Sleep with me."
"No time!" Shi Sheng shook off Jiang Su, took two steps and went back, asking strangely, "What did you just say?"
She may be having hallucinations.
Will this mental retard be so active
"It's nothing." Jiang Su retracted his hand and turned to the other side.
He sank slightly beside him, his back was cold, and a warm body leaned over from behind, rudely shoved him over, and hugged him into his arms.
He leaned against her chest, and his ears were her gentle heartbeat. At this moment, it was a very beautiful sound.
"You're scared?"
Jiang Su put his arms around her waist, "I'm afraid."
This was the first time he had killed someone, and there was no thrill in his imagination. There was only an emptiness that seemed to need more killings to fill.
But the moment he saw her, that desire suddenly disappeared.
"So I asked you to wait for me to come back, why don't you listen to me?" Shi Sheng sneered, he deserved it, he did it all by himself.
She asked the man to be brought over, but did not let the bodyguards leave, but they left, obviously at Jiang Su's order.
Jiang Su suddenly let go of Shi Sheng, propped himself up and looked at her, "Do you really like me?"
Shi Sheng dragged him back and said angrily, "Otherwise, why would I dispose of the corpse for you? What can I do when I'm an old man?"
Jiang Su: "..." But the tone of your conversation with me doesn't seem like you like me at all.
Listening to her heartbeat, Jiang Su didn't know when he fell asleep. He had never slept so peacefully in so many years.
When he woke up the next day, there was no one around, and the sunlight from the window fell in, coating the whole room with a layer of warm light.
Jiang Su moved from the bed to the wheelchair and pushed it out by himself. The bathroom was clean, as if yesterday was a dream.
Jiang Su pushed the wheelchair into the living room, and Shi Sheng sat on the sofa with a lot of documents in front of him, and some fell on the ground.
He pushed forward, looking at the paper on the ground.
The most conspicuous above is the swash signature of R.
"you're awake?"
Jiang Su's body suddenly vacated, and he was placed on the sofa. Jiang Su's expression was a little weird, where did she get such a lot of strength.
Shi Sheng casually threw the things on the table aside, got up and went to the kitchen to bring out the warm porridge, "Eat something."
"You did it?"
"Yeah." She still knows how to cook porridge, she hasn't used it to this extent yet.
Jiang Su took it and drank the porridge in silence. It didn't taste very good, but it wasn't particularly unpalatable either.
Shi Sheng sat on the ground and played with the materials.
The two did not have any words, but they would not embarrass Jiang Su. That was a very natural way of getting along.
"R's full name is Revenge."
Shi Sheng looked at Jiang Su, "Vengeance?"
Jiang Su nodded, "Vengeance, this is an organization, a crazy group of people."
"How do you know?" Shi Sheng sat up on the sofa.
Jiang Su twitched the corners of his mouth, full of sarcasm, "They wanted to recruit me..."
He paused and didn't go on. There were some things he didn't want to mention again, "What are you checking them for?"
"Ah, mission!" Shi Sheng shrugged innocently, "I don't want to investigate these mentally retarded people either."
"You are a policeman, but you take me in, aren't you afraid they will know?" He is not a good person either.
Shi Sheng approached Jiang Su and said evilly, "If I can, I'd rather be a bandit."
Jiang Su's eyes were even more weird, "You are weird."
Everyone wants to be a good person.
Even bad people can pretend to be good people sometimes.
He once heard a saying - human beings are inherently good.
He believed it a long time ago, but after what he experienced, this sentence is more like irony.
"Really?" Shi Sheng took the bowl out of his hand and sat up straight, "What's strange."
"It's weird everywhere."
Shi Sheng turned to look at him with a firm tone, "But you don't hate it, do you?"
Jiang Su: "..." Yeah, damn he doesn't hate it.
Rather want more.
There is no way to suppress that kind of thought when it comes up, there is always a voice in my heart repeating, she belongs to him, belongs to him...
When he was distracted, Shi Sheng leaned in and kissed him.
Jiang Su dodged a little, lost his balance and fell on the sofa, Shi Sheng pressed down and pressed him for a strong kiss.
Behind Jiang Su was a soft sofa, her breath overwhelmingly occupied his world, Jiang Su took the initiative to respond to her kiss for the first time.
"Hey..." Jiang Su gasped suddenly, Shi Sheng pressed against his leg, causing his body to bend involuntarily.
"Ah, sorry." Shi Sheng moved away from him and said with some disgust, "You are too delicate."
Jiang Su: "..." Don't wait for his legs to heal!
He glared at Shi Sheng angrily, "I want to go back to my room."
"Go back." Shi Sheng stepped aside.
Jiang Su looked at the wheelchair on the other side, and when he saw a bad smile, he gritted his teeth, "Bring me the wheelchair!"
"beg me!"
Jiang Su was so angry that he was about to go down.
Shi Sheng quickly grabbed him, "Hey, well, I was wrong, don't toss yourself."
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The above content is purely fictitious.