The gunshot rang out and Wang Ying slowly fell down.
An Qiqi's hair was disheveled, and her pretty face was pale as she looked at the bloodstains on the ground, her mind going blank.
"I'll beat you to death, bitch!"
Qiuqiu was still holding the broken glass and stabbing Wang Ying, who had collapsed to the ground. Not only did she pierce her neck, but her own palms were also scratched by the glass.
This is an impulse brought about by a variety of negative emotions such as anger and fear. Qiuqiu has lost his mind at this moment.
Why did a child from a high-ranking official family behave as if he was completely overwhelmed at this moment, seemed too excited, and even lost his ability to think
In fact, most people who have such doubts have relatively shallow social experience and are relatively stubborn in their self-awareness.
As long as we are human, it is difficult to fully control our emotions.
The professor wife of a certain director got into a fight with a civilian car owner in the street over a car scratch. Eventually, her entire family was investigated by the disciplinary department and her husband was placed under double supervision.
Is this a question of reason and quality
Under a certain medical control situation, a senior executive of a Fortune 500 company overseas, a female elite with an annual salary of over a million dollars, was permanently banned from entering the country and dismissed by the group because she refused to accept the control of the staff and slapped the other party in the face.
Is this a question of cultural level or family background
A female internet celebrity mobilized a police helicopter to shoot a video clip of herself, which led to her father, a cadre in the judicial department, being investigated. Is this also a problem of education
Neither, it’s just a problem of human nature!
Anyone may lose control of their emotions. At a certain point in time and in a certain environment, it is possible to develop overly impulsive emotions.
A second ago, Wang Ying fired a gun with the intention of killing someone.
How could Qiuqiu and An Qiqi, who had never experienced any major ups and downs since childhood, not be terrified? How could they not be angry because of the betrayal of their best friend? !
Qiuqiu's eyes turned red, and partly out of self-protection and partly out of venting his anger, he took the piece of glass and stabbed Wang Ying's neck wildly.
An Qiqi, who was standing next to them, had come to her senses at this moment, because from her angle she could clearly see that Wang Ying was twitching all over and her arms were limp and drooping. This was a sign of death!
"Don't... stop hitting me." An Qiqi reached out and pulled the ball.
Qiuqiu was dragged aside, gasping for breath and looking at Wang Ying's body. Suddenly, he felt a burning pain in his palm. He looked down and saw that his hand was covered in blood.
Wang Ying leaned against the wall, sitting limply, blood spurting from her neck, and she had no reaction at all.
“She…she…!” Qiuqiu took a step back in horror, her pretty face turned pale, and she was so scared that she couldn’t speak.
"Go... go!" An Qiqi grabbed Qiuqiu's arm woodenly: "She... she just called someone."
“Where… where are you going?!”
"Let's go first, I... let's call home." An Qiqi had already reacted, turned around and opened the door.
Qiuqiu threw away the broken glass in panic and ran out with An Qiqi.
Five seconds later.
“Bang!”
An Qiqi rushed back to the stairwell, picked up the pistol that fell on the ground, and left again.
The two did not have time to return to the guest room because the hotel staff had heard the gunshots and some staff members ran over. They simply rushed into another elevator and quickly left the hotel.
On the way.
Qiuqiu took off her bloodstained coat and followed An Qiqi wearing only a suspender: "I...what should we do? Let's escape by boat?!"
"Run... I can't run away..." An Qiqi was terrified, but it was precisely because of her fear that she thought more: "This is an island... Once something happens at the hotel... the police on the island will definitely control the exit... I... we don't know anyone... how can we run?"
"Qiqi! Qiqi, listen to me, I can't get into trouble!!" Qiuqiu was also panicking, and reached out to pull An Qiqi: "The public office my family arranged for me... has been completed, and I will go to work soon."
"I know, I know!" An Qiqi clenched her fists and responded, "Now isn't it... When you say this, have you ever thought about it? There are people Wang Ying knows on the island. Who knows what they do?"
Qiuqiu was stunned.
"I... We didn't run out to avoid the police, because we couldn't get away... We wanted to call home..." An Qiqi immediately replied: "No... We can't be blocked by people Wang Ying knows, do you understand what I mean?"
“Understand…Understood!”
"Call, call!" An Qiqi replied with trembling lips.
…
Ten minutes later.
Xue Nan rushed into the hotel with four people and took the elevator to the guest room floor where Wang Ying and others were staying.
“Ding Dong!”
The elevator door opened, and Xue Nan just stepped into the corridor, and saw that the stairwell door not far away was surrounded by people, including staff and passengers living on the same floor.
Xue Nan lowered his head and walked quickly to the door of the stairwell. He stood outside the crowd and glanced inside. He saw security personnel standing around Wang Ying's body and shouting, "Don't push in. Don't look. Protect the scene!"
"Don't move, step back, step back!"
The Chinese manager was also shouting at everyone.
At the same time, the elevator door opened again, and six police officers in gray uniforms walked in, all white.
The situation in Washington, D.C. is different from that in Longcheng. The police officers here are half white and half black, and there are very few Asian faces.
"Please move aside..."
The leading police officer shouted.
The crowd in the corridor dispersed, and the police officers walked into the stairwell. The leader immediately said, "It's obvious that this is a scene of passion murder. Charlie, have you notified the port?"
"Yes, sir!"
Xue Nan glanced at the police officers from the side, gritted his teeth, looked gloomy, and quickly left the scene.
Entering the elevator, Xue Nan put his hands on his hips, the corners of his mouth twitching.
"Brother Nan, the bait is dead, what should we do?!" asked the little brother behind him.
“Bang!”
Xue Nan kicked the elevator wall. "It's so frustrating!!! She was just about to die, and she had a gun in her hand. How could she die?!"
Wang Ying's death actually did Xue Nan no good at all. He was so upset at the moment and was thinking about countermeasures.
…
In the wetland park on the island, An Qiqi threw the gun into the pool with trembling arms, sat on the bench, and dialed her mother's number tremblingly.
Soon, the phone was connected: "Hello?!"
"Mom, something happened to me..." An Qiqi lowered her head and said in a trembling voice.
Next to him, Qiuqiu finished the call and immediately ran over and said, "I... I'm done, my dad and brother are not far from here, they are on their way over."